At the beginning, my sloppy master gave me three marriage certificates.

Then he heard the sound of the door opening, and a red sheet was thrown directly towards Jiang Han.

"Go and clean it for me now, or I will raise your rent to ten thousand! Humph! It's a dream for a careless man like you to still want to marry a wife in the future!"

Jiang Han was threatened by this sexy woman again, but he could not surrender, so he had to go to the yard to wash the sheets in despair.

But he made a vow in his heart that if one day this woman fell into his hands, he would spank her round ass hard!

Just when Jiang Han finished washing the sheets and hung them in the front yard to dry, he suddenly smelled a strong burnt smell.

He knew that girl Qiao Yuan might have added too little water when stewing the meat, so he hurried to the kitchen.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan also walked out of the room, murmuring as she walked: "What is this smell? Why does it smell so strong!"

"My eldest lady, this should be your stewed meat paste, can't you smell it?"

Jiang Han was speechless. Anyone who had cooked could smell this smell. This woman couldn't even smell the paste when she stewed her own meat!

"No, hurry up and take a look at my mutton!"

After being reminded by Jiang Han, Qiao Yuan finally panicked and rushed towards the kitchen.

At this time, Jiang Han had already arrived in the kitchen. He turned off the fire and opened the lid of the pot. The soup in the pot had long been boiled dry. The bottom of the mutton in the center of the pot had been burnt, turning into charcoal black and sticking firmly to the iron pot. Together!

There are still wisps of smoke! It exudes a pungent burnt smell.

"This……"

Qiao Yuan was dumbfounded and speechless looking at her masterpiece.

"How much water did you put in?"

Jiang Han turned around and asked.

"Just four bowls of water! I did it just as the book said!"

Qiao Yuan spoke plausibly.

"What bowl did you use?"

"That's it!"

Jiang Han looked in the direction Qiao Yuan pointed, but he saw a small bowl as big as a palm!

He is a little dumbfounded!

"I guess you only noticed the amount of water in the four bowls, and maybe you didn't remember to make sure the water covers the meat!"

Jiang Han shook his head.

"how do you know?"

Qiao Yuan said suspiciously.

"Guess!

"Can this meat still be eaten?" Qiao Yuan asked.

"I'll try it!"

As he spoke, Jiang Han used chopsticks to tear off a piece and put it into his mouth. As a result, he only felt that his taste buds were attacked by a bitter taste, and he spat out the mutton he had just eaten with a whoosh!

"Why isn't it delicious?"

Qiao Yuan asked, staring at Jiang Han with some amusement.

"You must have put too much salt in it. It will make it bitter. It will be painful to death!"

"This...I put them based on my feeling. I don't think there are many of them!"

Qiao Yuan looked a little embarrassed.

"Just go by your feelings. You wouldn't tell me that you've never cooked before, right?"

Jiang Han looked at Qiao Yuan's rare panic expression and made a guess! Because experienced people will not put so much salt even based on their feelings.

"I haven't cooked many times, and today is the first time! I thought cooking meat would be easy, but I didn't expect that I would mess it up!"

Qiao Yuan's face turned red.

Jiang Han's expression froze. He didn't expect Qiao Yuan, a seemingly unruly and willful person, to blush. This was completely beyond his expectation.

"Okay, don't worry about it anymore, leave the rest to me!"

Jiang Han waved his hand. Qiao Yuan didn't want to stay in the kitchen and suffer Jiang Han's glare, so she ran out of the kitchen as if she was running away.

Jiang Han cut off the burnt part at the bottom of the mutton with a knife, then rinsed it with water to reduce the salt content, then added seasonings and water again, and started cooking again.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan actually bought rice, he steamed some more rice.

He went out again and bought some vegetables at the small supermarket opposite, including tomatoes, eggs, and a piece of soft tofu.

After he came back, he got busy in the kitchen. He was going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and spicy tofu.

Just as he was waving the shovel to scramble the eggs, Qiao Yuan's screams came from behind.

"Wow, it smells so good. What are you making?

"Why are you so startled? You want to scare people to death!"

Jiang Han turned around and saw Qiao Yuan, and was angry.

"This fried egg is golden and tempting. It tastes delicious at first sight. Let me take a bite!"

Qiao Yuan ignored Jiang Han's dissatisfaction at all. Instead, she stretched out her slender green fingers, pinched a piece of egg, put it in her mouth, and started chewing.

"Wow, it's really good. It tastes great! Jiang Han, you must not be a chef who graduated from the Culinary Institute!"

Qiao Yuan's eyes lit up and she praised.

“My cooking skills are all self-taught!”

Jiang Han raised his head and said proudly.

When it comes to cooking, Jiang Han has a lot of trouble to pour out. When he was practicing in Sifangtai with his master and brothers, his master never cooked, but left the cooking work to their apprentices, and his The senior brothers all secretly left the cooking to him, causing him to take on the hard work of cooking for everyone at the age of eight! He has been doing this for more than ten years. During this time, he learned superb cooking skills by reading books and constantly trying!

He was confident that anyone who ate the food he cooked would be full of praise, and he was not surprised by Qiao Yuan's praise.

"Great!"

Even the proud Qiao Yuan had to give Jiang Han a thumbs up.

Soon Jiang Han prepared scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Qiao Yuan took a taste and was amazed and praised again.

After she took another bite of Jiang Han's spicy tofu, she was already in awe of Jiang Han's cooking skills.

"Jiang Han, the food you cook is more delicious than any of the chefs we hired!"

Qiao Yuan said this sentence inadvertently. When she realized that she had said the wrong thing, she immediately stopped. Seeing Jiang Han looking at her suspiciously, she hurriedly explained: "In our hometown, we always hire chefs to entertain guests. Your chef His skills have surpassed those of ordinary chefs and he can be called a master chef!"

Jiang Han thought her hometown was in the countryside, because people in the countryside would hire someone to cook for weddings and weddings, so he smiled and didn't think much about it.

"Come, try my stewed mutton!"

Jiang Han said and handed a small bowl to Qiao Yuan's mouth. Qiao Yuan smelled the faint meat aroma and picked up a large piece with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

"This is too fragrant. Not only is there no smell, but also the burnt smell just now! Jiang Han, I happily decided that from now on, we will leave the glorious task of cooking to you. I will eat it every time from now on." When you cook delicious food, as a reward, the cost of using my stove and tableware will be temporarily waived!"

Qiao Yuan waved her hand excitedly.

Jiang Han's head was full of black lines. He had never seen such a shameless person since he was a child. She let him cook for free as if he had taken advantage of her! It seems to be the kind of charity!

"I said Miss Qiao..."

Jiang Han was about to refuse. He didn't have time to cook for this woman for free all day long. He still had to help his fiancée Tang Wan complete the 300 billion task! But Qiao Yuan raised her hand to interrupt.