"I'll go cook, you can change your clothes, wash your hands and eat."

Xiang Yu opened his mouth while changing his shoes, and took out Song Yanbai's slippers from the shoe cabinet very considerately, "What soup do you want to drink? Vegetable soup or tomato and egg soup?"

"Tomato and egg soup, I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Song Yanbai changed his slippers and looked at the milk in his hand and hesitated whether to drink it or pour it out. He would definitely not have to eat after drinking it, but not drinking it is a bit wasteful. He was struggling, so Xiang Yu took the cup away and walked towards the kitchen while tilting his head.

"Hey-I've drunk that!"

"It's okay, I don't dislike you, go and change your clothes."

Xiang Yu didn't even look back. He drank the remaining half cup of milk in one sip and threw the paper cup into the trash can in the living room like a shot.

Song Yanbai looked at his hand still holding the cup just now, raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "But I dislike you very much..."

Fortunately, Xiang Yu didn’t hear Song Yanbai’s words while cooking, otherwise he would have been hit again. It was the first time he had drunk the rest of other women when he was so old, and he was disliked by others. This was simply too shameless!

Song Yanbai changed into loose clothes, took off his makeup, washed his face, and a smell of food came from the kitchen. Song Yanbai's eyes lit up, and it looked like a person who had been hungry for ten days and half a month.

If the previous fried eggs and lean meat porridge just surprised Song Yanbai, then the four dishes and one soup tonight were enough to surprise Song Yanbai.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, Mapo tofu, fried cabbage, garlic vermicelli shrimp, tomato and egg soup, all color, aroma and taste.

"Wow, you did this?!"

"How is it, isn't it good?" Xiang Yu raised his chin proudly and served a bowl of rice for Song Yanbai, "Is it delicious?"

Song Yanbai bit the chopsticks and looked at the dishes on the table. He didn't know which plate to start first, but in the end he chose the sweet and sour pork ribs that he had thought about for a long time.

The crispy ribs on the outside are wrapped in sweet and sour sauce. The sprinkled white sesame seeds are fried. They are very fragrant. The meat is very tender but not loose. Except for my mother, Song Yanbai has never seen anyone who can make sweet and sour ribs so delicious.

"Well, you kid can't graduate from New Oriental, right?" Song Yanbai, who had sweet and sour pork ribs stuffed in his mouth, couldn't speak clearly.

Song Yanbai looked at Xiang Yu with bright eyes. Xiang Yu curled his lips and smiled with a ruffian look. "Their advertisement is not like, "Sister, if you meet a man from New Oriental, you should marry me!" "How about it, are you marrying? If you marry, I will register online later!"

Because Song Yanbai never thought about that, he naturally didn't hear the hint in Xiang Yu's words. He grabbed two ribs into the bowl and said, "If you eat people with short mouths, you should not be willing to give it to yourself, right? If you have money, you can use the devil to push the mill. Take the money to the restaurant. Whether it is the New Oriental Chef or the Michelin Chef, don't you have to serve me!"

"Puchi--"

Xiang Yu smiled and shook his head, sighing in his heart that it was not enough to cook. It is probably not a problem for the rich woman who can put more than 100,000 yuan in cash at home to specially book a chef. If she can make her promise, she will have a long way to go.

Seeing Song Yanbai's cheeks bulging, Xiang Yu discovered for the first time that it was also a kind of happiness to see others eat the food he made.

Ouyang Lang and Fan Li, like himself, both read UCL. When they were almost vomiting, Xiang Yu would cook a table of dishes. Ouyang Lang and Fan Li were just eating for free. Looking at them, Xiang Yu felt that he had fed two pigs and was good if he didn't beat them to death, let alone the feeling of happiness.

"Don't just chew on ribs. Garlic vermicelli shrimp is my specialty, try this."

Xiang Yu put a chubby prawn into Song Yan's white bowl, "This is my ancestral craft. If it's not delicious, it won't cost money!"

Song Yanbai smiled, "What's the ancestral inheritance?"

"Yes, I learned the other dishes according to the recipes. Only this one was passed down by my dad. My brother and I can do it. However, my brother rarely cooks, so I still cook it better."

Song Yanbai’s favorite seafood is shrimp. It’s not troublesome to eat, and there are a lot of meat. But she has eaten a lot of shrimp and tried various methods. The one made by Xiang Yu is indeed very distinctive. "Then your mother is very happy. Your father can cook, and your skills are so good. She can just be responsible for eating, right?"

Xiang Yu looked away at Song Yanbai and stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, "My mother is beautiful and has no life. She is gone before I was born."

Song Yanbai paused when he fed the shrimp to his mouth, "Are you born?"

"Well, I had a car accident. She was just sent to the hospital and couldn't do it. I was born with a caesarean section five minutes later. I stayed in the incubator for more than a month and luckily saved my life." Xiang Yu said in a simple sentence.

Song Yanbai was stunned. He didn't expect that Xiang Yu would tell him such a private matter. Song Yanbai looked a little guilty, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mention it on purpose..."

Xiang Yu breathed out and smiled again when he looked at Song Yanbai again, "It's okay, our three heroes of the Xiang family are not such a vulnerable person."

Looking at Xiang Yu's smiling face, Song Yanbai felt a little distressed. He borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and picked up a few chopstick dishes for Xiang Yu, "I won't talk about this anymore, eat quickly, you can eat more."

Xiang Yu naturally ate the dishes that Song Yanbai picked for him. I don’t know if it was because it was extraordinary today or because it was Song Yanbai picked for him. Xiang Yu thought that today’s garlic vermicelli shrimp was particularly delicious.

"Yan Yan, do you usually don't cook?"

Xiang Yu asked clearly that it would be enough to see how good a person cooked, it would be enough to see how many seasonings there were at home. The more chef he was, the more seasonings he would use. Song Yanbai’s family did not even have to guess, so she knew that she would not be able to cook very much.

"Well, it's too troublesome to cook with only one person, and my level is average, probably not one-tenth of your skills."

Xiang Yu held the bowl and blinked at Song Yanbai, "Then Yanyan, you can find a man who can cook in the future!"

Xiang Yu said and pointed at himself. Unfortunately, Song Yanbai was all focused on the food and did not notice Xiang Yu's actions. "Well, this can be considered, but it should be difficult. There are not many women who are good at cooking now. If it were a man, I might really get New Oriental to look for it."

Xiang Yu complained in his heart that when you go to New Oriental, there is a handsome five-star chef in front of you. He doesn’t even have the chance to get the moon first. Are you stupid, a woman?

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The manuscript is almost finished, and I’m dirty!

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