NOVEL WEB Chapter 420: Yan, you are a monster!
Where does Smith know Yan Tao’s itinerary?
He just waited for nothing, and wanted to put it in a close way.
Master Yan looked out at the airport earlier.
Little Seven: Master, this little old man is really willing to work hard to listen to this song.
Yantao smiled.
This day was very dusty, and after seven or eight hours on the plane, she was exhausted physically and mentally.
fell on the bed and slept comfortably until the next morning.
Daily meditation practice, when Master Yan restrained his breath and got up, it was exactly half past seven.
"Grandma, you didn't cook?"
Mr. Jiang went on strike strangely today. The old lady was sitting on a pony, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and waved at her grandson.
Master Yan moved a small Mazha and sat down with her, her handsome face leaned in front of Granny Jiang, "Grandma, your child is hungry."
The little old lady helped her reading glasses, glanced at the boy slowly, and stroked the boy’s hair lovingly, "Hungry?"
Master Yan nodded.
"You turn around and walk ten steps forward, sleep in the bed for a while, and you won't feel hungry when you fall asleep."
Yan Tao...! ! !
Master Yan's eyes were murmured: "Grandma, did you pick it up from the roadside."
Granny Jiang shook her head and lowered her head through the needle and thread, "I picked you back from the trash can."
Yan Tao...
The old saying goes well, do it yourself, and have plenty of food and clothing.
Master Yan rose up to cook.
Plain white slender fingers holding a kitchen knife, and slurping the tofu into neat small pieces.
The whole action is fluent, and it doesn't seem to be cooking at all. Compared with the tofu, the slender fingers can't see which one is whiter.
The light fragrance comes out of the kitchen.
Mr. Jiang sat at the side of the dining table with her little Mazha and happily ate the breakfast made by her grandson.
Yan diligent, a pair of peach blossom eyes fell on the face of the little old lady who was eating happily, and she thought suspiciously: she wouldn’t do it on purpose, right?
Granny Jiang squinted her eyes with enjoyment: The meal cooked by the grandson is good, Xiaoqi who can capture the emotions of the little old lady...
"Knocking."
Smith picked a good time to come.
As soon as he entered the yard, he couldn't help sniffing the scent of rice.
Granny Jiang enthusiastically invited: "Let’s eat something along with you?"
The food on the table is exquisite and beautiful.
Complete color, fragrance.
is Yan Tao's remodeled dishes based on the tastes of Chinese people.
Smith’s rejection turned into a nod: Chinese people would really enjoy it.
The taste in the mouth is full of fresh fragrance.
It's so delicious.
Smith: Oh, good times!
Great time!
How can be so good!
He has eaten a lot of high-end dishes, and the dishes from various countries have their own local characteristics.
Hua Guo cuisine is the most distinctive of them.
The smoke and flames from the food are not available in all cuisines.
After finishing eating, Smith couldn’t wait to ask, “Where did you buy this?”
Mr. Jiang pointed to the teenager opposite, and Gu Zi had a meal.
The grandson finally came back, in case he ran away again someday.
She eats more.
Smith thought it was Yan Tao who bought it, and looked at it with questioning eyes.
"I did it."
The boy held the chopsticks with his plain fingers and drank the soup gracefully.
"No, it's impossible, right?"
This level is at least a level that can be achieved by a master who has been immersed in cooking for more than ten years.
Yantao made it when she was a teenager?
Smith almost fell off his eyes in surprise, and opened his mouth in surprise: "Yan, not only do you know how to play the piano, you have such good grades, you can even cook?!"
Gosh!
God, he really met a monster!