in2ebook Chapter 162 Xiaoyu, the pancake is not crispy enough
Chapter 162 Xiaoyu, the pancake is not crispy enough
"Lean on this one outside."
While speaking, Li Xiaoyu was observing Gu Fei's expression. After watching for a long time, he seemed to be able to hold on.
Flames were burning in the stove.
The water in the iron pot has been boiled dry, and I see someone is still watching me secretly.
Gu Fei pretended not to notice and said to her softly, "Xiao Yu, the pot should be heated up."
He collected his thoughts and glanced at the stove.
The iron pot was smoking, and she finally stopped looking. When she turned around, she looked at Gu Fei and said seriously, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must speak up. Don't bear it."
"Ok, I know."
Not only will he not tolerate it, he will also do everything he can to let her know.
Add oil to the pan and use a spatula to evenly distribute the oil in the pan. She first scooped half a spoonful of sticky batter into the pan, and then put a piece of bacon on it.
Finally, pour another layer of batter on it.
As the batter gradually turns golden brown, the bacon pancakes come out of the pan one by one.
"Gu Fei, reduce the firewood in the pot. The fire is a bit too big."
"it is good."
She stood in front of the stove and made pancakes while Gu Fei was lighting a fire behind it.
The winter wind is lonely, and it blows into the kitchen but is evaporated by the warmth inside in an instant.
Feng Wudu was not very reassured, so he walked outside the kitchen, thinking about going in to help. As soon as he approached the kitchen, he heard a conversation coming from inside.
Brother Mingming only answered one good thing.
He inexplicably felt that this word was gentle and warm.
He paused and tilted his head to look at the gloomy sky. At this moment, he had only one feeling in his heart.
Senior brother is really different now.
He lowered his head and smiled, deciding to tell his master about this discovery.
Can't laugh alone.
Thinking of this, he went back to the recliner, lay down with his legs crossed, tapping his knees from time to time, and saw the dog and the parrot coming back.
He called out gently, "Come here, little Fatty."
Maybe it was because he only called the parrot and not himself, but the little fool barked at it.
It was this sound that caught the attention of the two people in the kitchen.
"The little one is back," Li Xiaoyu was picking up a pancake and handing it to Gu Fei. Hearing the noise outside, she smiled at him and said.
Her smile was so bright and clear that Gu Fei's heart skipped a beat.
He took her hand, took a bite of the pancake on the chopsticks, chewed it slowly, and said softly, "It smells good."
Li Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and answered confidently.
"Of course, this is an inherited craft," she also learned it from her grandparents.
He turned the chopsticks in another direction, "Here, hold it yourself."
Gu Fei put down the tongs, held the chopsticks in his left hand, and bit them so that the crescent end was facing him, while the other end was intact.
He is a man who is very good at pushing his luck.
His eyes dimmed as he looked at the woman who was about to turn around, his low voice tinged with tenderness.
He asked, "Little Fish, have you tried it?"
Not knowing what he meant by asking this question, she stopped and shook her head honestly: "No, I gave you the first one to eat."
Hearing this, Gu Fei frowned slightly, looking a little conflicted.
As soon as she saw his expression, the woman realized something was wrong. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Didn't you say it smelled good?"
"It smells good," Gu Fei nodded.
Then he looked awkward again. Li Xiaoyu had a quick temper, and this made her irritated.
"What's the problem? Tell me."
Gu Fei looked at her, and her beautiful willow-leaf eyes blinked slightly innocently.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the pancake in his hand. He lowered his usually deep voice and said with a little entanglement: "It doesn't seem crispy enough for me."
"Not crisp enough?" Li Xiaoyu frowned.
It doesn't make sense to pass down the craft from ancestors.
"I am eating a little bit." He put a little bit of the pancake to Li Xiaoyu's mouth and said softly: "Try it."
I didn't realize that I was being led into a ditch by him.
Li Xiaoyu actually bent down, moved closer to the pancake, opened his lips slightly, and took a small bite.
Looking at her lips, a dark light flashed in Gu Fei's eyes.
While chewing in his mouth, Li Xiaoyu's eyes moved left and right, finally fixing on the pale, delicate-looking man.
After swallowing it, he stood up, stunned and confused, "It tastes quite crispy to me."
The goal was achieved. Gu Fei took back his chopsticks and continued to play dumb. He asked doubtfully, "Really?"
"Yes," Li Xiaoyu pursed his lips and nodded.
She was not one to fight back, so she said with a smile, "I guess you just ate too much good food in the past. I'm not exaggerating about my skill in making pancakes, it's on par with my skill in making pot cakes."
Leaving this sentence, she continued to make pancakes at the stove.
At an angle where she couldn't see, Gu Fei bit off the little crescent tooth she left.
Swallowing it, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips, and he replied slowly: "Xiaoyu is so amazing."
Place the freshly fried pancakes on a plate.
Li Xiaoyu raised his chin slightly, with a hint of pride in his voice: "Of course."
Just a few more to go before dinner starts.
She took one in her hand and walked out, preparing to feed the little kid. After she took a few steps out of the kitchen, she heard a strange noise coming from the front.
"Little Fatty, you've gained weight again."
"I'm not fat, I'm thin."
"If you get any fatter, it will be hard for you to fly high. Eat less, okay?"
"No, no, you idiot won't be thin."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and was so surprised that his mouth could fit an egg.
She stepped back carefully and lightly.
My goodness, the idiot said before that it was Feng Wudu who taught him, but she didn’t quite believe it before. After all, in all the time they had been together, she had never seen Feng Wudu say repetitive words.
If she hadn't heard it with her own ears now, she still wouldn't believe it.
After all, Feng Wudu gives people the image of a gentle doctor. Who would believe that he likes to use repetitive words?
She went back to the kitchen and ate the pancakes herself.
As for what was happening outside, she pretended to know nothing.
Gu Fei had sharp hearing, so how could he not hear the noise outside? He watched her retreat like a thief and said nothing.
The two pretended not to hear.
After dinner, Feng Wudu, who hadn’t taken a shower for two days, felt very uncomfortable, so he said goodbye and went back.
Gu Fei also returned to his own room.
The two of them slept in their own rooms. Li Xiaoyu was worried about his injuries, so she left the door open. From time to time, she would walk outside, stand in front of the window on a stool, and look in to see how Gu Fei was doing.
Seeing that everyone was fine, she went back to sleep.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, an intermittent coughing sound came from next door.
She quickly put on her winter clothes, held the oil lamp, and pushed the door open to enter the room.
Gu Fei rested her elbows on the bed, her head sticking out from the edge, her long black hair hanging on both sides, and she kept coughing.
Li Xiaoyu quickly put down the oil lamp.
She picked up the teapot and poured him a glass of water. She stood at the head of the bed, let his head rest on her arms, and slowly fed the water into his mouth.
When he finished drinking, she patted his back with her other hand.
Seeing him closing his eyes and looking miserable, she frowned and said with concern, "What's wrong? I'll go get my junior brother to come over."
Gu Fei smelled the soapberry scent on her body, half-clenched his hands into a fist, covered his lips and coughed twice.
He weakly uttered one word: "Cold..."