Film and Television World: My girlfriend is Han Fei

"Why are there still chicken feathers?"

After Wu Jinghao kissed him, he couldn't help but pick the chicken feathers on Han Fei's face.

It can be seen that she is still quite embarrassed in the kitchen, and she still has a fishy smell on her body.

He took Han Fei's hand and entered the kitchen, now that she had overcome her fear, it would be easy to do next.

Wu Jinghao said softly, "Shall I help you?"

Han Fei was still in a shy state at this time because she was kissed by Wu Jinghao.

She didn't hear what Wu Jinghao said clearly, and was brought in in in a daze.

The kitchen was even more chaotic than Wu Jinghao imagined, and the chicken was fixed on the ground as if it had been crucified.

There are two knives on both wings, and two knives on both thighs, so one is close to the neck.

Wu Jinghao and Han Fei cleaned up the kitchen, starting with the chickens, boiling the hot water, and killing the chickens first.

Han Fei, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, was a little helpless when facing a chicken: "Second goods, but this chicken is moving!"

Wu Jinghao let her hold the chicken, and then explained how it would be better to go under the knife.

"First of all, the knife should be cut in the neck!"

He took a bowl and put it aside, Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao curiously, and said in a low voice, "Then why take a bowl?"

She hadn't killed a chicken, so naturally she didn't understand the specific meaning of taking out a bowl, and Wu Jinghao was up and down at this time, and the chicken's blood splashed out of her neck.

But fortunately, his reaction was very fast, and the moment he splashed out, he twisted it directly.

The bowl caught the blood flowing out of the chicken, and Han Fei suddenly realized.

Wu Jinghao explained to Han Fei with a smile: "Chicken blood is also a dish, so try not to waste it!"

She nodded as if she didn't understand, it turned out that chicken blood can also be cooked, and the next step is to kill fish, and the steps of chicken and fish are basically handed over to Han Fei.

And there are two fish, one Wu Jinghao killed, and the other was handed over to Han Fei.

Han Fei's clumsiness caused the fish to fly out again, and after she caught it, the fishtail flicked her face twice.

was so angry that she almost picked up a knife and stabbed it into the fish's body, but Han Fei's learning ability was still very good.

Now that we've learned how to kill fish, it's time to chop vegetables.

Wu Jinghao stood behind Han Fei, grabbed her hands, and taught by hand.

Han Fei's face was slightly red, and Wu Jinghao took out an apron from behind the kitchen door.

After tying it to her, she said with a smile: "In the future, when you go to the kitchen, remember to tie an apron so that you don't get dirty!"

Wu Jinghao told Han Fei everything that needed attention in the kitchen, and Han Fei nodded with a smile.

He picked up a cucumber and cut it, and when he came down to a piece, Han Fei secretly put the cucumber in his mouth and chewed it.

Her snack attribute got up, Wu Jinghao looked helpless, and Han Fei smiled.

She picked up a piece of cucumber and stuffed it into Wu Jinghao's mouth, and the two of them finished cutting the rest of the vegetables.

Washing vegetables and cutting vegetables are perfectly coordinated, and Han Fei already has a little experience, and now she can do a little easy work.

"Put the oil first, little fool!"

As soon as Wu Jinghao finished his work, Han Fei had already started cooking, and the result was conceivable, after Han Fei's dishes went down, the oil was not put in.

The smell of burnt could already be smelled in the air, so Han Fei hurriedly picked up another bottle of soy sauce and poured it in.

The result is getting more and more messy, fortunately she doesn't put many ingredients, otherwise, after this mess, it will be wasted.

Han Fei whispered: "But, but the Internet says chickens, don't chickens have oil?"

Obviously, the Internet has been talking about chicken fat and lard, aren't these themselves oily?

Then why do you have to put oil when you have oil, isn't it good to let it oil on its own?

Wu Jinghao was asked by Han Fei's logic to cry and laugh, where is this?

No wonder you can make dark cuisine, this set of theories can be published in a book, Wu Jinghao said helplessly: "Don't get it later, I'll teach you!"

"So, what about the inside of the pot?"

Han Fei was a little at a loss, and Wu Jinghao was cleaning up the inside of the fish at this time, so he didn't have time to care about it.

didn't notice Han Fei's words for a while, and as a result, she thought that she would continue to fry, so she made up a serial drama in her own brain: "The second goods didn't speak, so they should want to say not to waste it." "

So she covered the pot and let the chicken inside ripen naturally, with the biggest fire turned on.

“boom"

Then before Wu Jinghao could turn his head, he had already heard a loud noise.

The lid of the pot flew out directly, a puff of black smoke came out, Wu Jinghao reacted instinctively, he directly pulled Han Fei over, pressed him in his arms, and blocked it with his hand.

"Are you alright?"

Wu Jinghao looked at Han Fei in his arms and said with a little nervousness, while the flames were still burning, and the black smoke was getting thicker and thicker.

He turned off the flame and didn't blame her, just turned on the range hood.

Han Fei lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and said softly: "Second goods, I'm sorry, I messed up again!"

"Look at you, your face is black!"

Wu Jinghao pinched Han Fei's face, which was stained with black paint, like a flower-faced cat.

It should have been blackened by smoke after the pot was fried just now, and he smiled and wiped her face with a towel: "It's okay if people are fine!"

"Second goods, where did you get the towel from?"

After Wu Jinghao wiped Han Fei's face clean, Han Fei suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She looked at how this towel looked a little familiar, and he only then remembered that this was the kitchen, and whispered, "It seems to be a dishcloth!"

"Second cargo, you stop for me!"

After he realized that something was wrong with the problem, he hurriedly slipped away, and Han Fei hurriedly chased him out.

Her hand also touched two handfuls of black ash on the pot and chased after her, and the two chased all the way in the living room, and Han Fei knocked down Wu Jinghao.

"Hahahaha, haha!"

"Cluck, cluck!"

The two of them lay on the ground and laughed, but they didn't expect to be busy for nearly half a day.

As a result, nothing was done, and he was dirty, and the black ash on Han Fei's hand touched Wu Jinghao's face.

"Now your face is black too!"

Han Fei smiled happily like a child, and Wu Jinghao shook his head with a smile.

Wu Jinghao turned around, pressed Han Fei to the ground, and said softly, "Then do you want to continue cooking?"

She stared at Wu Jinghao's eyes and nodded seriously. _

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