“I thought, I want to regain my teaching qualifications, can you help me?”
“Okay, so that you don’t feel bad about your conscience because of my great kindness, you invite me to dinner tonight. After the meal, the deal between the two of us will be considered even, how about it?”
Without the slightest hesitation, the warmth nodded: “OK, what do you want to eat?”
“What about you? Don’t you have any particular restaurant you want to go to?”
“I seldom go to restaurants and usually do it myself.”
Huo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply: “can you cook?”
“Yeah,” she replied.
Huo Ting clenched his lips deeply: “then you go shopping for vegetables. In the evening, I will go to your house for dinner.”
Tangled in warmth: “but the dishes I cook may not suit your appetite.”
“How do you know if you don’t try? I still have a meeting, so I’ll hang up first.”
After hanging up the phone, Yun Guo exhaled, “Master, let’s stop at the market ahead.”
For half the afternoon, she was busy walking around in the kitchen.
Huo tingshen will arrive at five o’clock.
She opened the door for him, and he couldn’t help sniffing the scent that came to his face: “What did you do? It smells so good.”
She pursed her lips, “I cooked a black-bone chicken, it’s very nourishing.”
Huo Ting unconsciously clenched his lips: “Are you going to help me make up my body? It’s so good. ”
She blushed slightly: “Go and wash your hands, I’ll set the table.”
She went back to the kitchen dejectedly.
Huo tingshen came out of the bathroom and sat down at the dining table. He had never seen such a homely table full of dishes.
Cold fungus, garlic lettuce, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised pork, fried squid rings, and a full pot of black chicken soup.
She served him a bowl of soup and placed it opposite him.
Just as she was about to sit down, Huo Ting looked at her deeply: “is there no wine for dinner?”
She was embarrassed: “What do you drink, I’ll buy it?”
He tilted his head and smiled: “Forget it this time, remember to prepare wine when you treat guests next time.”
Sit down tenderly.
He still wants to have a next time?
Huo tingshen picked up the chopsticks, took a little of each and tasted it.
He nodded: “Well, your cooking skills are good.”
“I thought it might not be to your liking,” after all, she still remembered the way he drank instant coffee last time.
“I was a little worried at first, but now, I don’t worry anymore. Your braised pork looks the same as the one in the restaurant. No, it tastes better. Are you sure you made it yourself? You didn’t go out to buy it just to perfuse me, did you?”