Chapter 396: a table

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On the next morning, when Ye Fan went downstairs, he saw Su Xiaoxue in the kitchen and even cooked with Jiang Yan.
"Wife, what are you doing?" Ye Fan walked over and asked curiously.
Su Xiaoxue tilted him and said, "Don't bother me, I am learning to cook."
Ye Fan smashed, Su Xuexue was cutting the ham, and there were still a few eggs.
"You want to make ham sausage scrambled eggs?" Ye Fan couldn't help but want to laugh, this dish is really a bit silly.
"What about it?" Su Xiaoxue said with dissatisfaction: "Is it a shame from the simple start?"
Ye Fan shook his head quickly. "How come, I think your wife will definitely be delicious, I can't wait to taste it."
"The mouth is slippery, I am cooking for myself, what is it for you?" Su light snow screams.
Ye Fanxiao smiled, it doesn't matter, I really enjoyed watching the woman cut vegetables.
Su Guangxue saw Ye Fan standing at the door, and he didn't know what to do. He was a little nervous. "What do you think? Go out!"
Ye Fan’s face was depressed.
Can’t you see?

"No!"
Ye Fan was helpless and had to go back to the table silently and wait for the meal.
Jiang Yan was quite happy to come out and whispered: "Ye Fan, are you reconciled with Miss? The young lady is willing to learn to cook, this is too rare."
Ye Fan smiled smugly. "Jiang Hao, I told you earlier, don't worry, how can I see the rainbow without wind and rain, right?"
Jiang Yan nodded. "Yeah, I am relieved to see you all right. Wait until Miss Miss is done, even if it is not so delicious, don't say it."
"A ham sausage scrambled egg, can you change the flowers? How about the taste?" Ye Fan said with a hand.
Such a basic dish, the egg is the egg, the ham is the ham, how to stir it is such two flavors, Ye Fan thinks, then the taste is delicious, it is difficult to eat, it is hard to eat.
After a few minutes, Su Liangxue came out with a plate of fried ham sausage eggs.
When Ye Fan saw the dishes on the table, he suddenly found out that he was "too naive"...
"Wife... How is this ham? Is it black?" Ye Fan couldn't help but swallow his throat and ask.
Su Guangxue’s face was cold and cold, and it seemed to be quite calm:
The pot is too hot, and the ham is burnt. It’s not self-satisfied. It’s black at once, what does it have to do with me?

"That... how do you have an eggshell in your egg?" Ye Fan blinked hard and confirmed that he was not mistaken.
Su Xiaoxue's face slightly shimmered, "Eggs... Of course, there are shells in the eggs! Isn't the egg shelled??"
Ye Fan's face is green, is this a problem? ?
However, he did not dare to refute, carefully picked up the chopsticks and said: "Wife, do you have salt?"
"Of course let go! Can you not put salt in cooking?! Are you stupid, ask so much?! Don't eat if you don't want to eat! It's not for you!" Su Xiaoxue said, it must be negatively Take the plate away.
Ye Fan was busy with his hand and stopped, saying: "I eat! I eat! I want to taste it! I like to eat ham and scrambled eggs!"
Ye Fan was busy with a chopstick, and picked up some eggs and a few pieces of ham and stuffed them into his mouth.
As soon as the food was at the entrance, Ye Fan had a feeling of being hit by the current by the electric current...
Then, Ye Fan was silent.
Su Xiaoxue quietly paid attention to the man's expression. When he saw the man silent, he couldn't help but say: "It's hard to say, anyway, I did it for the first time, and I don't lose people."
Ye Fan still didn't dare to speak out, swallowed hard, ate something in, and then snorted: "Of course, not shameful, very delicious."
Su Guangxue shines, "Really?"
Ye Fan vowed to say: "Of course, this taste is also made by your wife, I think it is too special! I did not expect the eggs and fried ham can have such a layered feeling!"
"In fact, there is nothing. I just follow the online recipes and I think about it." Su Xiaoxue came from confidence, picked up the chopsticks, and planned to take a bite.
Ye Fan was too busy to take the plate over and guarded: "Can't eat!"
"Why!?" Su Xiaoxue was not pleased: "Why can't I eat?! Are you cheating on me?? Not good, right??"
Ye Fan is very authentic: "I want someone to finish it, such a delicious thing, I will enjoy it alone!"
After that, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the expression of "death as if he was dead". He opened his mouth and screamed and smashed the dish!
Su Xiaoxue was shocked, and Jiang Yan on the side was an expression that he could not bear.
After Ye Fan finished eating, he took a deep breath and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and squeezed his eyes.
He turned and put the plate down, his face relaxed and said: "It's so delicious, thank you wife."
"Is it so delicious? Are you starving to death?" Su Xiaoxue looked at the man's face as if he wanted to be a fairy. He asked very well.
"Really delicious," Ye Fan said.
"Then you said, what kind of taste, I have not tasted it." Su Xiaoxue is very interested in his first exhibition of cooking.
Ye Fan pondered for a while, pondered the words, summed up and commented: "I feel very dreamy, the taste is hard to say..."
Su Xiaoxue blinked and whispered. "It’s equal to saying that it’s hard to say, isn’t it that you can’t say anything?

"Wife, because of this taste, it is not a delicious thing I have eaten before, and I have it, so I don't know how to describe it," Ye Fan added.
Su Xiaoxue whispered "hmm", and he was very happy. His face didn't show much. He just pretended to ask casually: "Are you full, or I will go for a dish again..."
Ye Fan felt that his soul was shaking, and he refused: "No!"
"Why? You are not saying delicious?" Su Guangxue asked.
Ye Fanyu said with a strong heart: "Wife, delicious food, eating too much, it is not rare, I think that occasionally you show cooking, so that is enough identity, enough grade, you say? You are not selling by the roadside For lunch, why should we win by quantity, and we must win by quality!"
Su Xiaoxue listened, and felt a bit reasonable, so he nodded: "Well, it is... maybe I suddenly opened up. I used to think that I would not cook."
So, I will do it one week later, and slowly accumulate some dishes. After the New Year next year, I estimate that I can make a big meal.

Ye Fan’s legs were soft and he smiled:
One...one table?

"correct".
"A table... all the dishes that your wife made?"
"Ok".
Ye Fan took a deep breath and wanted to say that he would go to the restaurant to eat it... But Ye Fan still held back.