His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 339

Qiao Shiwan handed her a glass of ice juice and said, "Lunch will be ready in a while. Today, Aunt Wan gave all the servants a holiday and cooks by herself, and she will fill me up later."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to tidy up the broken hair on the side of her temples, and her eyes were full of affection and love.

Feng Du's gentle middle-aged voice said slowly: "Your auntie's craftsmanship is better than that of a chef. If you're used to eating her, you can't despise anything else. Today, my uncle entrusted you with the blessing of being able to eat so much at once. Good stuff."

Feng Can, who was about to bite the apple, raised his hand silently: "I have an objection, this is purely biased with personal feelings, I think my brother's food is the best, followed by the chef at home, and then It's mom."

After that, he looked at Tang Qianmi: "Really?"

Qian Miao hugged the fluffy Samoyed in her arms and replied, "Aunt Wan's is the best."

Feng Can pouted: "It's time for you to check your taste."

Qian Miao ignored him, smiled, and continued to play the dog.

Feeling relaxed, very good.

Suddenly, she saw Qiao Shiwan busy in the kitchen alone. In order to find something, she immediately got up and walked over. After washing her hands, she took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Sudden--

Feng Li, who came out of the bathroom, saw this scene, raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly said, "Miao Miao, put it down, girls don't need to do this, let your brother Xian do it later, be good, go and sit."

When Qiao Shiwan heard the words, she turned around, pushed her out, and said with a smile, "Go and play games with A Can. Just ask your brother Xian to come in and help me."

Qian Miao felt embarrassed and said, "It's okay, I just want to learn."

"Do you want to learn to cook?" Qiao Shiwan opened her eyes.

Qian Miao's eyes flickered for a second, and then she nodded uncertainly.

In fact, she is not interested in cooking, and is more interested in eating.

But today, she does want to learn.

One more skill is not a bad thing.

Just in time, Feng Xian changed his clothes and walked in. Qiao Shiwan rolled her eyes, and there was a smirk on the corner of her mouth.

"Axian, come in quickly, you are showing your hands today. Mom hasn't eaten the food you made for a long time."

"Miao Miao also wants to eat, right?" Qiao Shiwan turned her head and said with a smile.

Qian Miao looked down at the woman's friendly smile, and couldn't help nodding her head.

Feng Xian silently put on his apron and walked in.

The kitchen is very spacious, Qiao Shiwan was cooking vegetables on the side, the two of them stood with their backs to her, standing by the vegetable washing pool, one washing vegetables and the other cutting vegetables.

Qian Miao was about to cut vegetables, but he took the kitchen knife.

He handed her a potato and two bell peppers.

"Wash slowly, don't rush."

Qian Mi raised her eyes, wanting to roll her eyes.

"That sounds like something you'd say to a child."

Feng Xian smirked: "Aren't you a child?"

"Do you admit that you are old?" Qian Miaoyu was not astonished and died endlessly.

Feng Xian's smile froze.

Qian Mi pursed her lips, took the washed potatoes in her hand, and walked up to him: "Try it for me."

He cut the ginger shreds again just now, and the technique was very skillful, and it looked like a lot of fun.

Feng Xian gave her the kitchen knife and moved out of the space.

Qian Miao recalled what he had done just now, holding the potato in one hand and the kitchen knife in the other to start slicing.

When cut, it seems to be okay, but in fact, the thickness of each slice is uneven.

"I teach you?" Feng Xian asked.

"Okay." Qian Miao didn't hold back, she won't just won't.

Feng Xian stood behind her, holding the hilt of the knife with his hand over hers, while the other hand also wrapped around her side, pressing the potato.

Qian Miao felt the cells in her body shrink and her breathing tightened.

She didn't expect it to be taught by hand.

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(Is this family happy? Anyway, I'm sour~)