After buying a new pair of shoes with Chu Feifei, whose mood had improved, the two of them drove back home.
As soon as he walked in, Jiang Feng was hit by the pungent smell of smoke and a burnt odor, all coming from the kitchen!
What's burning?
Jiang Feng immediately changed his shoes and walked towards that direction.
At this moment, Nangong Qingcheng and Liu Shiyuan happened to run out of the kitchen.
The two women were coughing uncontrollably, their faces flushed red.
"Jiang Feng, you're back?"
Seeing Jiang Feng suddenly appear, Nangong Qingcheng was a bit surprised.
Didn't he say he'd be out for a few days? How is he back so soon?
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Feng looked at the two women whose faces were painted like clowns, similar to little kittens. He couldn't help but laugh, but the black soot on their cheeks somehow made them look adorable.
"Qingcheng wanted to cook, and she asked me to teach her, but I didn't expect..."
Liu Shiyuan confessed honestly, but before she finished speaking, Nangong Qingcheng quickly covered her little mouth, saying irritably, "Don't say it!"
"Learning to cook?" Jiang Feng frowns slightly, looking at Nangong Qingcheng in disbelief.
What got into her? With her ten delicate fingers that have never touched spring water, using them to cook is simply a waste, isn't it?
"Mm! Qingcheng said she couldn't always trouble you to cook when you came back. You're busy now, so she wants to learn a little. Then everyone can cook together and share your burden..."
Liu Shiyuan struggled free from Nangong Qingcheng's hand and confessed again truthfully.
Jiang Feng was a bit touched when he heard this.
So it turns out that Nangong Qingcheng was thinking about him. She couldn't help him in other things, so she wanted to start with cooking and do what she could...
"There's no such thing! I just wanted to learn myself; it has nothing to do with him!" Nangong Qingcheng glared fiercely at Liu Shiyuan, that traitor!
At this time, Chu Feifei walked up from behind. She looked at Nangong Qingcheng and said amusedly, "Qingcheng, is this cooking? Why do I feel like you set the room on fire?"
"I..." Nangong Qingcheng was extremely aggrieved.
She had just dragged Liu Shiyuan to learn a new dish but accidentally added too much oil, which produced a lot of smoke that the exhaust fan couldn't even handle, so they ran out choked by the smoke.
Seeing her most embarrassing moment witnessed by Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei, Nangong Qingcheng was naturally depressed, her lips pouting so they could hang an oil bottle, feeling quite defeated.
Jiang Feng sighed and shook his head, walking into the kitchen where he saw the pot still emitting black smoke!
Inside, there was a heap of stuff that looked like black coal, baffling.
"What's this?" Jiang Feng suspiciously pointed and asked Nangong Qingcheng who followed him in.
"Humph, it's so obvious, can't you tell?" The more embarrassed she was, the harder Nangong Qingcheng's bravado, coldly snorting.
"Brother Jiang, this is the cola chicken wings Qingcheng made..." Liu Shiyuan followed behind Nangong Qingcheng, whispering in explanation.
"..."
Seeing Jiang Feng's speechless expression, Nangong Qingcheng's cheeks turned even redder. Stomping her little foot, she said angrily, "Jiang Feng, what's with that expression? It's normal not to succeed the first time I learn!"
Jiang Feng nodded, then looked at another plate of fuzzy-shaped things and asked, "And what's this?"
"Brother Jiang, guess, it'll definitely blow your mind!"
Just after Liu Shiyuan finished speaking, Nangong Qingcheng swiftly covered her small mouth again. Nangong Qingcheng glared at her angrily, "Don't say!!"
"Burned eggplant?" Jiang Feng asked, frowning.
"Mm mm!" Liu Shiyuan held back her laughter, shaking her little head like a rattle.
"Oil-fried paste?" Jiang Feng asked again.
Liu Shiyuan could barely hold her laughter, but still shook her head, denying with a hum.
Nangong Qingcheng was about to faint; was her cooking really that bad? How did it look like eggplant, and who cooks oil-fried paste as a dish?!
Her pleading eyes stared at Jiang Feng, afraid he'd say something even more outrageous...
"Charred pork?"
"Mm mm!!!" Liu Shiyuan shook her head wildly again, her face flushed bright red...
"Then I can't guess it." Jiang Feng said calmly.
"Mm! This is the tomato scrambled eggs Qingcheng made!"
When Nangong Qingcheng let go of her hand, Liu Shiyuan couldn't hold back her laughter, clarifying in a bell-like voice.
She didn't mean to laugh at Nangong Qingcheng; as a good sister, even she was speechless at what Nangong Qingcheng cooked!
"..."
Jiang Feng could only say he had gained some insights; tomato scrambled eggs could even be cooked into this, his wife is impressive!
"Jiang Feng, laugh if you want, no need to hold it in!" Nangong Qingcheng looked at Jiang Feng's expression, feeling both embarrassed and humiliated, speaking with grievance.
Her big, moist eyes were already misty, about to cry.
This is not surprising that Nangong Qingcheng was upset.
In this world, everyone has things they are skilled at and things they aren't.
Nangong Qingcheng was one of those who was strong in every aspect but just not skilled at cooking.
She wanted to help Jiang Feng but just couldn't learn it, feeling stupid herself!
Seeing his wife looking so pitiful, Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel sorry. He helplessly said to Liu Shiyuan and Chu Feifei behind him, "Shiyuan, Fei'er, you two go out first. Qingcheng wants to learn cooking, I'll teach her."
"Mhm mhm!" Liu Shiyuan and Chu Feifei understood, unwilling to further upset the troubled Nangong Qingcheng, they quickly blinked at each other and exited, thoughtfully closing the door for the two.
"You, what are you doing trying to learn to cook? You're not good at it..." Jiang Feng said with a wry smile to Nangong Qingcheng.
"Jiang Feng, have you laughed enough? If you have, just leave. I don't need you to teach, I can manage on my own!" Nangong Qingcheng still spoke angrily.
"Forget it, this isn't something you can learn just by wanting to; what's left to cook, I'll teach you!" Jiang Feng calmly walked forward.
"No need! This last dish, I learned it newly online and it definitely won't be a problem. You just watch from the side, and you're not allowed to help!"
Nangong Qingcheng, with her strong-willed nature, refused to believe that such a simple task she couldn't do while others could?
So, she picked up the kitchen knife, gesturing it at Jiang Feng, giving a stern warning!