Pan Xiaoxian returned to the rented house next door and saw smoke coming from the chimney above the kitchen. He felt strange, a strange thing that had not been seen in many years.
When he was renting on Gongyuan Street, he often cooked for himself. Since moving to the house opposite the Imperial College, he has never cooked.
Zhang Fengyi was born into a wealthy family. She had been accustomed to opening her mouth and hands for food since she was a child. She had never entered the kitchen.
If it weren't for the frequent cleaning by servants, the kitchen in the house would have been covered with a thick layer of dust.
I actually saw someone cooking in the kitchen today.
Pan Xiaoxian happened to be at his sister-in-law's house and didn't have enough to eat, so he walked over and thought to himself, "Maybe Liu Rushi is here."
Pan Xiaoxian felt inexplicably excited and walked over with great expectations.
When he walked into the kitchen, he was disappointed.
Not disappointed either.
The person in the kitchen was not Liu Rushi as he expected.
But she is also a beautiful Zhang Xifeng who is not inferior to Liu Rushi.
Zhang Xifeng cooked two plates of food and sat alone on a chair, holding a bowl of rice and eating with an indifferent expression.
Zhang Xifeng noticed that Pan Xiaoxian walked in, his expression did not change at all, and he was still eating with a serious expression.
This made Pan Xiaoxian feel strange. Even when he was eating, he felt like he was dissecting a corpse, with a serious look on his face.
After Pan Xiaoxian walked over, he found that Zhang Xifeng was probably not strict and couldn't eat.
There were two plates of food on the table, which were burnt and turned into a black mess.
Even if it is fed to a pig, it may not even be eaten.
Zhang Xifeng ate it expressionlessly.
Pan Xiaoxian was impressed: "What a ruthless person."
Zhang Xifeng said expressionlessly: "As long as you can eat the food."
"Are you sure you can eat it?"
Pan Xiaoxian looked at the darkness on the table and was speechless: "Forget it, I still count on you to help bring down Wu Gui. With my background, there is no hope. You are my only hope. Don't eat it up." .”
Pan Xiaoxian walked over, took away two plates of black food, and poured them into the swill bucket.
Zhang Xifeng was a little angry and took away the vegetables without her consent.
Zhang Xifeng was embarrassed when she thought of the word "green". The two plates of vegetables had nothing to do with the word "green".
No one cooks in the house, but there are still a lot of ingredients in the kitchen, which are replaced regularly by servants every day.
Pan Xiaoxian saw a bunch of fine pork belly hanging next to the stove, with alternating fat and thin, and he had an idea in his mind to make a dish that was the most famous delicacy of the poet Su Dongpo.
Zhang Xifeng watched Pan Xiaoxian cutting vegetables and cooking neatly. It was obviously not his first time cooking, and there was a surprised expression on his cold face.
Zhang Xifeng was confused: "Students value a gentleman who cooks far away, but anyone who has studied a little can't cook, let alone an official like you."
Pan Xiaoxian curled his lips: "Hypocritical. There is another sentence before this sentence, 'I can't bear to see him alive'. It is the saint's attempt to persuade the king to implement benevolent government."
Pan Xiaoxian still had something to say in his heart. Su Dongpo, the greatest poet of all time, often cooked by himself and enjoyed it.
Those scholars who spend all day yelling that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen after reading a little bit, what kind of bullshit are they?
Zhang Xifeng's eyes changed when she looked at Pan Xiaoxian, and he suddenly had a distinctive temperament.
Pan Xiaoxian was much more frank and forthright than the officials she had seen.
Zhang Xifeng is most annoyed by the twists and turns in the officialdom. For a very simple thing, officials can't wait to say ten things.
Pan Xiaoxian's frank character suited Zhang Xifeng's taste.
Pan Xiaoxian's cooking was more to her liking.
When Pan Xiaoxian cooked Dongpo Pork and took it out of the pot, Zhang Xifeng smelled a smell of food that he had never experienced before.
Zhang Xifeng's mouth drooled, and she felt impatient in her heart.
Only when she encounters difficult cases will she become impatient.
Today, my mood actually fluctuated because of a dish.
Zhang Xifeng felt incredible, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and was stunned for an instant.
A soft, waxy and mellow taste that she had never experienced before melted in her mouth, and it was extremely delicious.
"too delicious."
Zhang Xifeng rarely gave a positive comment on one thing. The chopsticks in his hand kept reaching for the Dongpo pork, and he quickly finished the plate of Dongpo pork.
Pan Xiaoxian washed his hands and took the bowls and chopsticks to eat together.
When he found the dining table, he was dumbfounded.
Pan Xiaoxian looked at the empty plate and was speechless: "Have you finished eating them all?"
No matter how cold-hearted Zhang Xifeng's character is, she can't help but feel embarrassed at this time: "It's so delicious, I can't hold it back. Let me help you process the pork and make this kind of delicacy again."
Zhang Xifeng stood up, walked to the stove, picked up a piece of pork belly and started cutting vegetables.
Pan Xiaoxian then noticed that Zhang Xifeng had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a relatively short silk suspender skirt.
Zhang Xifeng is tall and has a pair of long, white legs that are long and straight exposed.
It's literally every man's dream.
Pan Xiaoxian stood nearby, looking at Zhang Xifeng's invincible profile and devilish white long legs, and felt the urge to forcefully penetrate her at all costs.
Pan Xiaoxian just thought about it and didn't dare to take any actual action.
There is only one reason.
Can't beat it.
Pan Xiaoxian was so happy that he was very grateful for the finished plate of Dongpo Pork. If it hadn't been for Zhang Xifeng eating the Dongpo Pork alone, Zhang Xifeng would not have been seen standing next to the stove handling the ingredients.
Pan Xiaoxian controlled his breathing, tried not to notice anything strange, and slowly approached.
She was afraid that Zhang Xifeng would find out something was wrong and the beautiful scenery in front of her would be gone.
"Am I right?"
Zhang Xifeng is not good at cooking, but she is very good at chopping vegetables. She restored the shape of Dongpo Pork intact and looked better than Pan Xiaoxian's.
Pan Xiaoxian had just approached Zhang Xifeng when he suddenly heard her speaking and was startled.
Pan Xiaoxian's right hand trembled, and he almost broke the bowl in his hand, and said quickly: "No, you cut it again."
Zhang Xifeng has handled the ingredients very well, and it is hard to say that it is perfect.
In order to continue to admire Zhang Xifeng's profile and long, straight white legs, Pan Xiaoxian could only lie and claim that Zhang Xifeng did not handle it well.
Zhang Xifeng had never cooked Dongpo pork before, so she really thought she was not good at cutting it, so she took out a piece of pork belly again and started cutting vegetables.
Pan Xiaoxian came closer and said a few words of guidance from time to time. It seemed that he was instructing Zhang Xifeng to cut vegetables, but in fact he was admiring Zhang Xifeng's profile and long legs up close.
Zhang Xifeng has never been in contact with men. After taking a shower today, she forgot that there was a man at home.
She still dressed according to her previous habits, wearing a cool silk suspender skirt. The skirt was very short, exposing all her beautiful legs.
It's really fascinating.
Pan Xiaoxian couldn't bear it anymore and his body became stiff.
