Chapter 252: 257, bro, aren’t you afraid I’ll burn down your wife’s kitchen?
Shen Yunqing was grumbling to himself, when he heard Shen Yufeng’s deep voice.
“What, not convinced?”
“Ah, no no!” Shen Yunqing quickly replied with a smile.
How could he dare to be unconvinced?
“In a bit, everyone will cook a dish!” Shen Yufeng then threw out another bombshell.
“What?”
Shen Yunqing was completely stunned.
Cook?!
How was he supposed to cook anything? Eating was more his departnt!
Shen Yunqing’s face looked like a funeral.
“Bro, aren’t you afraid I’ll burn down sister-in-law’s kitchen?”
“It’s fine. I’ll be watching, it won’t be easy for you to burn it down!”
Shen Yunqing: “…”
In the end, he sighed and weakly asked, “Then, can I just make a salad… that’s okay, right?”
Shen Yufeng touched his forehead, helplessly sighed.
Alright! He’d better not have too many expectations from this brother!
An Xiaoyu walked into the kitchen and saw the two brothers busy at work.
The mont Shen Yufeng noticed her, he turned back to glance at her, his gaze profound, and the corners of his lips bore a restrained yet enchanting smile, stirring the soul.
“You’re going to cook?”
An Xiaoyu looked at Shen Yufeng skeptically, she still rembered the last ti Shen Yufeng cooked… it was nothing short of hellish culinary darkness!
Seeing An Xiaoyu’s doubtful expression, Shen Yufeng couldn’t help but laugh, “Last ti was an abnormal performance, this ti… it won’t happen!”
An Xiaoyu was still slightly incredulous, and Shen Yunqing found it unimaginable as well.
Could his older brother really possess such a lofty skill as cooking?
Yet, under An Xiaoyu and Shen Yunqing’s watchful eyes, Shen Yufeng started to get to work.
“Wifey, where’s the apron?”
“Ah?” An Xiaoyu was startled for a mont before saying hastily: “Just a second, I’ll find it for you!”
She quickly rummaged through the cupboard for an apron and helped Shen Yufeng put it on, while Shen Yunqing promptly ca up and asked, “Sister-in-law, do you have one for too?”
Shen Yufeng cast a disdainful glance at him, “You’re just making a salad, do you even need an apron?”
“…”
Shen Yunqing stood in the corner holding a pile of fruits.
Ying ying ying…
Was his brother looking down on him? What’s wrong with making salads, they also require skill, okay?
Just you wait and see, today he would make the most delicious salad in the world!
An Xiaoyu looked at Shen Yufeng, who was standing there leisurely and at ease, holding a knife with such a serious look on his face, his eyes brimming with confidence, and his movents were so skilled, so graceful.
An Xiaoyu was sowhat srized.
She saw him quickly slicing mushrooms and bamboo shoots, then cutting ham into small cubes, followed by chopping the green onion stalks into evenly sized pieces.
His movents were so graceful, all of his steps were so unhurried.
An Xiaoyu was almost entranced.
“Do we have milk?” Shen Yufeng asked without looking up, his voice soft.
“Ah, yes, we do, in the fridge!” An Xiaoyu quickly handed him the carton of milk.
“Pour it into a cup. We’ll need it later!”
“Oh!”
An Xiaoyu obediently followed Shen Yufeng’s instructions.
Then, she saw Shen Yufeng gently put the fish into the pot, which flared up with a rich fragrance soon enveloping the kitchen.
While waiting, Shen Yufeng cut several other vegetables. He asured the ingredients precisely, cut them delicately, and soon two more side dishes were plated.
Finally, under the admiring gazes of An Xiaoyu and Shen Yunqing, the dinner was ready!
An Xiaoyu was stunned, and so was Shen Yunqing, frozen like a wooden chicken.
Damn! Milk-flavored carp soup!
His brother was truly so domineering!
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