Chapter 210 Self-Salvation of a Guilty Person

After a whole day of silence, Wang Cheng came to the kitchen near evening.

There are vegetables, eggs and meat in the refrigerator, rice in the rice bag, and noodles in the noodle bag. However, Wang Cheng stood there stupidly, but didn't know what to do.

To be precise, he didn't know how to do it.

I usually beat Xiaomei Bao, and I accidentally saw it a few times, but now that I think about it, I can't remember the most basic steps.

After standing for a while, Wang Cheng put rice in the rice cooker, and then froze again, not knowing how much water to put in.

In his memory, Bao Xiaomei just picked up water at random, and never measured it with anything.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Cheng looked at his watch. The time was running out, and it was the easiest way to make rice, so he could only come by feeling.

After steaming rice in the rice cooker, Wang Cheng started cooking.

Bao Xiaomei once said that the simplest stir-fry is eggs and tomatoes. Wang Cheng remembered this sentence deeply, and joked that he would do it too.

Then try this dish.

Because he helped cut the onion and garlic, Wang Cheng knew that the pot should be boiled first, so he chopped the onion and garlic.

Just after finishing this step, I was dumbfounded again.

How do eggs and tomatoes scramble together?

One thing seems to be very simple, but it is not so simple when you do it yourself.

At this moment, Wang Cheng has a deep understanding.

After thinking about it, and constantly denying it, Wang Cheng couldn't figure it out in the end, but he thought of a way. He took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"mom!"

"My dear son, I miss my mother so much. When are you coming back?"

"Soon, it won't take a month. Mom, it's very urgent now, tell me how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

The other party was silent for a moment, and then there was a choked voice, "Is there no money to buy food? It's all your father's fault. He insisted on letting you go out to exercise. I can't spare him if you starve and lose weight!"

"My mother! Don't bother me at this time! I want to cook for you and Dad after I learn how to cook!"

"Good son, good son, it's good to have this kind of intention. How can a man cook in the kitchen? Let's stop learning. Mom will make you whatever you want to eat when you go home!"

Wang Cheng closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, "Old lady, if you don't tell me, I won't go back!"

The other side sighed softly, and began to speak slowly, "Crack the eggs and stir, add a little oil, put the eggs when they are cooked to maturity, and put the eggs out of the pan when they are cooked, then put the onion and garlic in the pan, and fry the tomatoes first, and when it is about the same time Then add the eggs, and finally salt and chicken bouillon."

Wang Cheng tilted his head and clamped his mobile phone, writing in his hand. He almost couldn't recognize the wild words he wrote. After finishing writing, he poked and hung up the phone immediately.

But when Wang Cheng returned to the kitchen with the piece of paper, his head got bigger again. How much is a little oil? What about seven maturity? What does it mean?

This mother is too foolish, right?

Finally, Wang Cheng sighed, "That's the only way to go, as long as you can eat it."

Just do what you say, it doesn't take ten minutes, a plate of fried rice with eggs is all done.

It's just that Wang Cheng doesn't think it's right.

The color and fragrance are complete, it doesn't matter if there is no color, and the fragrance and taste are complete.

Wang Cheng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, but after chewing a few times, he spit it out.

can not eat!

Wang Cheng held the plate in one hand and the chopsticks in the other. After a moment of silence, he threw the plate hard on the ground.

At this time, his face was full of sternness.

Wang Cheng slapped himself a few times, "Trash! Idiot! Coward!"

On the surface, he was talking about cooking, but in fact, only he himself knew what he was talking about.

After a long time, Wang Cheng returned to normal, lit a cigarette, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, everything owed to them will be returned. Now we must focus on the overall situation. Hurry up, and it won't take long."

Bao Xiaomei came back suddenly, called the young master a few times outside, but there was no response, she went to the kitchen to cook, and howled directly.

Who would have thought that there would be a large, panting person in the kitchen?

Bao Xiaomei kept stroking her chest, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death."

Seeing that Wang Cheng was in a bad mood, Bao Xiaomei asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Wang Cheng squeezed out a smile, "It's nothing, I just cooked, but it's not finished."

Bao Xiaomei looked at the broken plates and dishes scattered all over the floor, and said, "It's okay, every year is safe, we will be safe and sound this year, the young master doesn't need to go to the kitchen, as long as I'm here!"

Bao Xiaomei rolled up her sleeves and wanted to tidy up, but was stopped by Wang Cheng, "I'll do it!"

Wang Cheng picked up the broom to sweep the floor, and then plowed the floor. This job can still be done.

After cleaning, Wang Cheng said: "Little sister, I want to cook a meal, can you teach me?"

Bao Xiaomei always felt that something was wrong with Wang Cheng today. She shouted outside for a long time but didn't respond, and even steamed rice for cooking without making a sound. Although it was a failure, this kind of heart is still worthy of encouragement.

Bao Xiaomei said with a smile: "Master, what do you want to do?"

Wang Cheng grinned and said, "The tomatoes and eggs you make are the best. I'll learn from this!"

Xiaomei Bao rolled up her sleeves again, "Okay!"

Wang Cheng stopped her again, "I'll do it, you can direct it!"

Bao Xiaomei smiled, stepped aside, Wang Cheng stepped forward, and walked step by step according to Bao Xiaomei's guidance.

It didn't take much effort. A plate of egg fried rice was made. After tasting it, Wang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

Although it is not as delicious as Bao Xiaomei's, it still has that taste.

One dish was definitely not enough, Bao Xiaomei copied two more, and then the two lifted the lid of the rice cooker.

They were all dumbfounded, it was clearly not rice.

Bao Xiaomei smiled and said: "Master, if you say it's porridge, you put less water, if you say it's rice, you put more water. But I looked carefully, you look like a paste."

Wang Cheng shook his head slowly, "It seems that doing anything is not easy! Little sister, please teach me more in the future!"

Bao Xiaomei just said yes perfunctorily, and then started cooking. It was getting late and Zhang Xiaobai would be back soon, so there was nothing left to eat.

Without much effort, Bao Xiaomei baked a few cakes, added water to the pot, and it was ready to drink as porridge.

Zhang Xiaobai came back and started to eat. When he ate the tomatoes and eggs, he frowned slightly, obviously the taste was different from usual.

Bao Xiaomei said: "Young Master did it!"

Zhang Xiaobai was shocked and said: "Hey! Where did the sun rise today? No, I should eat more!"

The two of them also tried to save face and scrambled to grab the dish.

Wang Cheng was so moved that he almost cried.

Just like this for several days, Wang Cheng cleaned up the house, and then learned to cook, the young master suddenly became a servant.

After the 15th day of the first lunar month, Zhang Xiaobai and Bao Xiaomei successively recovered the arrears, taking advantage of the last peak period, they really made a fortune.

As usual, there will be a meeting to make a summary after the first month, but this time only after the fifteenth, the office director called to hold a general meeting.

This morning, Zhang Xiaobai and Bao Xiaomei got up early, but found that Wang Cheng was not there. They agreed to go together last night. What did he do? How can you get up so early?

I couldn't get through on the phone, so I had no choice but to go to Baichang.

This is going to meet the general manager Yu Dacheng for a while.