Gu Zhiqingyan

Chapter 933
As soon as he returned, Gu Yezhi immediately sent the best chicken wings and all the ingredients to the room.

The supporting facilities in the room are complete, including a kitchen.

Gu Yezhi asked for a detailed recipe from the chef of the castle, and he sat on the sofa to study it.

Bai Qingyan went to Gu Nianbai's room silently: "Bai Bai, remember to have dinner delivered on time."

"Ah?" Gu Nianbai looked blank, "Mummy, isn't Daddy going to cook?"

Bai Qingyan spread her hands: "Your father has never cooked before. It's the first time he cooks. Do you think it's edible?"

"Oh." Gu Nian nodded clearly.

After a pause, she said again: "Mummy, if you comment on Daddy's cooking skills like this, should he be angry if he knows?"

Bai Qingyan said indifferently: "I'm just seeking truth from facts."

Gu Nianbai: "..."

Bai Qingyan turned around and said, "I'll go and watch him, don't order the kitchen."

Gu Nianbai really wanted to call Bai Qingyan back and tell her - your father is very good, so is my father, okay?
In the end, Gu Nianbai still listened to Bai Qingyan and ordered dinner.

……

Bai Qingyan returned to the living room, but she didn't see anyone. She scanned around and was about to go to the bedroom to look for it, but when she heard a sound coming from the kitchen, she hurried over: "Yezhi..."

Bai Qingyan was terrified, for fear that Gu Yezhi would cause damage in the kitchen, and the next moment, her expression froze.

I saw a row of plates and bowls neatly placed on the counter.

Gu Yezhi was wearing a white sweater and light gray slacks, with one hand slanted in his pocket and the other hand holding the menu, counting the counts. His handsome face was hidden in the light and shadow, and the outline was psychedelic. And temptation.

He has always been aloof from the world, and at this moment he still maintains a lofty attitude. In this kitchen, he is originally out of place, but Bai Qingyan thinks he is very handsome.

She clearly heard the sound of her heart beating faster.

She lay on the door frame, staring at the man's side face intently.

Gu Yezhi carefully compared the ingredients on the menu with the things in front of him: "30 yuan in wings, one onion, one potato, one cucumber, one lettuce...tea tree mushroom, Coprinus comatus, twist, celery... "

He put down the menu, washed his hands, and began to clean the chicken wings. He was holding the knife, and he was a little uncomfortable. After trying several times, he found a comfortable grip. He put two flower knifes on each chicken wing, then put it in a basin, and smeared it with chili powder. Add cooking wine to marinate.

"Two 10 minutes." He set the time on time.

Bai Qingyan looked at his concentration quietly, and muttered to herself: "Even if it's unpalatable, it's worth it."

He is very attentive and looks super handsome when he cooks.

Gu Yezhi finally noticed her presence, he turned his head slightly and said, "Yanyan, the kitchen is not clean, go out and watch TV."

Bai Qingyan walked over, put her arms around his waist from behind, and said, "I don't want to watch TV, I just want to watch you."

"Heh..." Gu Yezhi chuckled, the corners of his lips raised, "Then you can go out later."

No fire now, no problem.

After the chicken wings were marinated, Gu Yezhi began to handle the side dishes. It was his first time cooking, and his movements were inevitably rusty, especially when cutting onions, which made him cry.

Bai Qingyan hugged him, poked her head out, stared at his embarrassment and laughed.

Gu Yezhi turned his head to kiss her, and frowned pretending to be angry: "Don't laugh."

"Yeah, don't laugh." Bai Qingyan nodded her head obediently.

"DiDi... DiDi..."

It was time for the chicken wings to marinate. Gu Yezhi immediately washed his hands, took the pan, and turned on the fire.

He held the thermometer he had prepared earlier in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Bai Qingyan asked without letting go of his hand, sticking out her small head.

When Gu Yezhi took a step, she followed suit, no one bothered.

"Start oiling at fifty degrees," Gu Ye said.

Bai Qingyan: "..." Cook with a thermometer?

Gu Yezhi didn't speak any more, but focused on the thermometer in his hand.

After a while, he put it down and started pouring oil.

Bai Qingyan glanced at the thermometer and said, "Yezhi, it's only forty degrees."

Gu Yezhi smiled: "Silly, of course the temperature in my hand is forty degrees, but the temperature in the pot must be enough."

Bai Qingyan: "..." She was despised by a man who had never cooked?

After adding the oil, Gu Yezhi picked up the thermometer again: "Start frying the chicken wings at [-] degrees until golden brown."

Bai Qingyan: "..."

Then, Bai Qingyan witnessed Xueba's cooking process with her own eyes, and the temperature and maturity of the food were all accurate.

The kitchen gradually smelled of food.

"It smells so good." Bai Qingyan swallowed involuntarily.

Gu Yezhi kept turning the food in the frying pan, saying: "It's almost ready, little greedy cat."

"You are the cat." Bai Qingyan reached out and tapped his lower back.

After 10 minutes, the chicken wings in dry pot were out of the pot and served on the table. Gu Yezhi was very perfectionist, sprinkled sesame seeds on the surface, and garnished with celery. So far, the color and aroma are complete.

"Yanyan, try it." Gu Yezhi smiled and handed the chopsticks to Bai Qingyan, took a step back, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Okay." Bai Qingyan immediately picked up a piece of chicken wing.

She opened her mouth and was about to stuff it into her mouth. She glanced at Gu Ye and said, "Ye Zhi, you have worked hard, you should eat first."

Gu Yezhi couldn't help but laugh: "Miss Si, eat quickly, your saliva will flow out."

When Bai Qingyan heard the words, she immediately took a bite out of it. The meat was tender and spicy, and she followed up with another bite and praised indistinctly: "It's delicious."

The corners of Gu Yezhi's lips curled up, and he pulled the napkin to wipe off the oil from the corners of her lips: "As long as you like it."

"Yezhi, you are amazing! This is your first time cooking! My God! If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it if I was killed." Bai Qingyan swallowed a chicken wing like a jujube, almost The child even swallowed the bones.

"Call me or praise me?" Gu Yezhi curled his lips.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy in his head, and he quickly supported the table to make himself look normal.

"Praise, praise you! Sit down, you have worked hard, and you are not allowed to do it in the future." Bai Qingyan's eyes flickered, and she glanced at the palm of his hand that was grasping the table until the knuckles turned white.

Gu Yezhi sat down obediently, and soon, the dizziness in his head disappeared.

Probably too tired, it should be fine.

Bai Qingyan put down her chopsticks, stood behind him, and helped him squeeze his shoulders: "Yezhi, thank you for your hard work, I'll help you massage."

"I'm fine," Gu Yezhi held her hand, "Go and eat, are you starving?"

"No." Bai Qingyan shook her head and wrinkled her nose, "Yezhi, you smell so bad, the smell of oily smoke."

Gu Yezhi: "..."

He raised his hand and sniffed, and it really smelled.

Although the range hood was very powerful, his body was still tainted by the smell.

(End of this chapter)