Feng Yin was thinking about whether he should cultivate a cooking helper for himself, but after thinking about it, he would just forget it.
In short, she didn’t have much time to cook.
No need, wasting that effort.
Feng Yin quickly restrained his mind, his subordinates’ movements were proficient and fast, and the preparations they should have been done soon were almost done.
When cooking, when it comes to cooking, it is not that tired when it is actually frying, stir-frying, and frying.
The preliminary preparations are fine and complex, which is really a bit tiring.
Get the pot, cook oil, and start today’s supper.
Feng Yin put the things that need to be stewed early in the pot early in the morning, and the rest were dishes with short time, which was not difficult.
The kitchen is large, with four natural gas stoves and various electrical appliances. After it is actually made, the time is not spent.
Many dishes are served together.
Feng Yin prepared ten dishes.
Tomato beef brisket with garlic stew, fatty intestines, spicy crab, garlic vermicelli shrimp, stir-fried clams, Dongpo pork, clay pot chicken soup, stir-fried vegetables in small vegetables, and cold dishes.
Ten dishes, all of them are quite large.
I made up a perfect match.
Staple food, hand-rolled noodles they eat.
Grandma Yun stretched it with Changshou Feng Yin that night.
The dishes are all there, everyone can take one and I will take one, and they will arrange the dishes and dishes in a few strokes.
Feng Yin took out the wine and drinks, and drank whatever he wanted. No one advised him to open his heart.
Feng Yin was the last one to sit down, and no one moved, and they were waiting for her.
At the rectangular dining table, Grandma Yun sat in the main seat, Feng Yin was on her left, Cheng Yanqiu sat next to Feng Yin, and the blue sky was next to her.
On the right side of Grandma Yun is Lin Yu, followed by Li Sanyi and Zhang Boer.
The seven people raised their glasses with a smile, and did not say blessings such as Grandma Yun’s birthday and longevity. They just said cheers simply and everyone started.
Feng Yin made not much longevity noodles, they were only in a small bowl, and they were measured in one bite.
She knew that Grandma Yun couldn’t eat too much.