The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  In the evening, she couldn't help but finally tried to call Zhan Muqian.

  As a result, the call turned out to be answered by Adjutant Gao.

   Adjutant Gao said that the Chief of War has an emergency cabinet meeting, which is an important matter. It is estimated that it will be busy until late. Dinner may not be able to go back to the house. The cabinet will have official meals.

  ……

  The line is closed.

  Mianmian suddenly felt a little more relaxed.

  It turned out that he drove away in such a hurry, not deliberately violating her coldly.

  It is because the cabinet has an emergency meeting.

  Thinking about it this way, it hurts him a little bit. It’s good, and I have to work overtime on weekends...

  Obviously he is an army officer, why he has to be busy with government affairs all day long? How annoying about the cabinet affairs. Although Mianmian has never participated, he is Jiang Xun’s daughter after all. How can I not understand how hard it is to be annoying about national affairs.

  The clever little thing thought for a while, and suddenly thought of the best way to please him and admit his mistakes!

  She sneaked into the kitchen mysteriously and took Aunt Qiao’s arm, “Dear Aunt Qiao, beautiful Aunt Qiao, tell me, what is Zhan Muqian’s favorite food?”

"what?"

Mianmian blinked and smiled like a faint little fox, "Adjutant Gao said that he had a meeting today, and it is estimated that he will come back very late. Now there is not enough time, I want to cook him a meal by myself. Aunt Qiao, you will help me. Right..."

  ……

  Aunt Qiao really didn't dare to call the shots at first.

  She has a headache.

  Who is Mrs. Zhan?

  They are the daughters of the President.

  And so far since she closed the door, Mr. Zhan has never had any intention to tell her to come down and let her learn to do housework.

  What’s more, in this society, for ordinary girls, few girls who have just graduated from high school in their teens can cook for themselves.

  Washing hands and making soup...It really doesn't fit the style of Mrs. Zhan Xiao.

  But she can't handle cotton, so she can only cooperate with her to help her prepare some ingredients.

  The private house here is not huge compared to the scale of the old house.

  But all aspects of facilities and staffing are very complete.

  The chefs with seven Michelin stars have invited a total of seven or eight according to the type of cuisine.

  Although ordinary meals may seem simple, they can be complicated and tedious to prepare.

  Looking at his wife like this...How dare Aunt Qiao make her do anything difficult, she just helped her draw up a recipe to make three sparse and ordinary side dishes, and then make a seafood soup.

  When the soup started to cook, Mianmian reached out and grabbed the raw seafood and prepared to throw it into the pot.

  Aunt Qiao was so scared that she almost fainted.

   "Madam, ma'am... you must remove the shell first, you can't just throw it in like this!"

  Mianmian suddenly stuck out her tongue, "Isn't it okay to boil it in water and then remove the shell?"

  After all, these live shrimps and oysters... are all living creatures, they are not dead yet, how can they be shelled?

The chef on the side explained: "In order to maintain the umami taste of seafood, it is best to use the freshest seafood, but the shelling must be done directly while it is alive. Once it dies, the umami taste will be affected, and it will be cooked before it is cooked. ...That would be too unprofessional."

  Mianmian nodded, thinking that the chef made a special point!

  So she put on the gloves and started to peel the live prawns by herself!

  While peeling the shell, read silently:

  Shrimp, baby shrimp, mother shrimp, father shrimp...

  You did not die because of me, but the master who fished you sent you to a dead end!

  I didn’t mean to skin you cramps when you were alive and kicking, so don’t come to me...

  嘤嘤嘤.