"What are you doing? What kind of soup should I drink!" Shan Ji shook her shoulder dissatisfiedly, trying to break away from her hand that was resting on her shoulder.

Xiaofeng's hand on Shan Ji's shoulder tightened, pressed her on the chair, and looked back at the old-fashioned Zheng Xiyuan with her pouting mouth, "You sit there too, you have something good for you to taste."

"Tsk, I hate drinking soup the most," Shan Ji raised her eyebrows in disgust. She had just done a lot of exercise and was exhausted. She took a shower and before her hair was dry, her eyelids would be astringent. If Xiaofeng hadn't said that the soup was cooked by him, she wouldn't have been too lazy to move.

"I don't like drinking soup either." Zheng Xiyuan didn't want to be with Shan Ji, but she felt nauseous when she heard the soup. I really hope that my dear, I'll be merciful and spare her.

Damn, you Koreans also know what soup is? Compared with the kelp soup and seaweed soup of you Koreans, it is purely an insult to the food culture that has been preserved by the Chinese nation for thousands of years.

Xiaofeng held back his surprise and smiled, "Discover it?"

"I don't want to drink it! You spare me!" Shan Ji pouted, twisted her body and begged for mercy with a bitter face.

Xiaofeng had no choice but to look at Zheng Xiyuan again.

"Don't, my dear, let me go too! I really don't want to drink soup."

"It's not only soup, but also food," Xiaofeng said, pointing to the three big iron fists on the table. There is no way. In addition to the small porcelain bowls that serve kimchi during meals every day, Xiaofeng found these three big iron fists suitable for stuffing.

"What to eat? What to eat? Is it Chinese cuisine?" The two women finally had an intention on their faces.

"Hehe!" Xiaofeng smiled proudly, without saying anything, the two women already understood that the two bowls on the left contained Chinese cuisine.

Shan Ji has liked Chinese cuisine since she was a child. At this time, she couldn't wait to uncover the lid, and a sour fragrance came to her nose.

The two women sniffed hard, "Well, it smells so good, what's this thing? It's so ugly?"

Xiaofeng did not rush to explain and waved his hand. The servant behind him came over with two small bowls of rice, and each of them put a bowl in front of him. Koreans eat rice for three meals a day, and occasionally they eat pasta and make cold noodles.

Xiaofeng stuffed the chopsticks into the hands of the two women, "Is it delicious? Then I will tell you what this is?"

The two female generals were skeptical and tentatively picked up a piece in their mouth. They melted in their mouths, and they were sour, salty and fresh, "Well, it's so delicious."

"Hehe. Of course, I don't see who made it."

"Well...what's the name of this dish?" Shan Ji was so full of mouth that he kept his mouth shut. While eating, he didn't forget to ask Xiaofeng for advice.

"This dish is called tomato roast beef brisket." Xiaofeng pointed to the dish they were eating. Xiaofeng said that he was the best at making soup, but there was no way. There were all kinds of meat in Korean supermarkets, but there was no other ingredients. There were almost no yam, lotus root, mushroom and various Chinese herbal medicines commonly used by Chinese people to make soup. Xiaofeng looked around but didn't see it. In desperation, he settled for the second best and had to buy some meat and cook them Chinese food.

"I know tomatoes, what is beef brisket?"

"It's beef"

"It seems that the beef is not like this, right?" Shan Ji looked puzzled. The beef they usually eat is either the steak from a Western restaurant or in a barbecue restaurant. The beef in these places is all the best meat, so beef brisket is of course incomparable. But Xiaofeng cannot tell them that the beef brisket is the soft muscles on the beef abdomen and near the beef ribs, which refer to the meat pieces with tendons, meat, and oily flowers.

Of course, if divided according to the part, the meat in many parts of the beef can be called beef brisket. The imported part abroad is mainly cut into strips, which is taken from the boneless strip meat between the ribs. It has more lean meat, less fat, and less tendons, which is suitable for braising or stewing soup. In addition, there is a piece of tenderloin with less tendons, less oil, more meat, but not very regular shape. It can also be called beef brisket, which is a high-quality braised part. Beef tendon can also be regarded as a beef brisket, with more tendons, less oil, and even all lean meat. Therefore, it is generally used for braising, which is not suitable for stewing soup, and is even less suitable for braising. However, in Chinese folk, beef brisket generally refers to be beef brisket not being good for beef.

Xiaofeng was not easy to explain, so he simply stopped explaining and quickly uncovered another lid and “try this again”

Although it looked even worse than the previous dish, the two women were not as melancholy as before, and quickly extended their chopsticks into their iron fist.

"How about it?"

"Yeah, it's delicious." The two women nodded repeatedly, and they didn't even bother to discuss the name and ingredients of the dish with Xiaofeng. They feasted in bites after bite.

"Slow down, don't choke, just eat with rice"

Xiaofeng didn't cook much each dish, just two people. The two women seemed to have discussed it. They first focused on roasting beef brisket with tomatoes and rice. They quickly swept away the rice and beef brisket. Then they discarded the chopsticks and grabbed another sweet and sour pork ribs cooked by Xiaofeng with their hands, including the juice and fingers, sucking it soundly.

Soon, the iron bowl on the table was as clean as a dog licked it, and it was bright and bright, and the iron bowl showed its original true colors.

The two women were still unsatisfied and looked at the only iron bowl still covered with surprise.

Xiaofeng ordered the servant to take two clean soup bowls, uncover the lid, revealing the thick white soup, and the floating red papaya pulp.

The two girls have never seen what this is before.

"Hehe, this is stewed with papaya milk. It has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, and...it also has the effect of breast enhancement."

"Really?" Shan Ji's eyes lit up. Beauty and breast enhancement were the dreams that almost all women pursued throughout their lives.

"Of course, when did I deceive you? Breast enlargement...hehe?" Xiaofeng's eyebrows were beating shamelessly, and his meaningful eyes shot straight towards Shan Ji's breasts.

Shan Ji understood what Xiaofeng meant, turned red, grabbed the spoon and scooped a bowl, lowered her head and drank it. Can my breasts really become as big as a ball after drinking it? Shan Ji's heart was pounding. If that effect really came to an end, the shrew Zheng Xiyuan would never be able to get good in front of him in the future.

Zheng Xiyuan was already full and her stomach was swelling. At this time, when she heard that this soup could enhance her breasts, her eyes lit up and became darker. Just my breasts still need to be fuller? They will become basketball again. But seeing Shan Ji drinking bowl after bowl. No, I also want to drink basketball, just basketball, as long as it is bigger than that shrew of Kim Sun Ji.

With this mentality, the two women are like a competition, one bowl of you, one bowl of me.

Soon, the soup bowl came to an end.

The two women hugged their stomachs exaggeratedly and leaned on the chair without any moral integrity, "Oh, I'm dying of support."

Xiaofeng waved his hand and signaled his servant to take away the empty bowl. When the two women rested for a while, they were obviously much better, they then showed a weird smile like a wolf grandmother, "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah, it's delicious. From now on, you will cook our meals. We have to eat Chinese cuisine every day."

"No problem, I know so much. I guarantee you won't be able to eat enough in your life," Xiaofeng patted his chest and said confidently, "But you have to help me with a little help."

Zheng Xiyuan doesn't care, but Shan Ji immediately became alert. Last time she helped him act in a hotel, she almost killed a woman. What tricks did he do this time?

Shanji stared at him for a long time, "What do you want us to do for you?"

"Come with me to go shopping"

Uh? What kind of help is this? Is it just something that two women want?

However, Shan Ji was still puzzled, "Don't you hate shopping with girls the most?" In the past, Shan Ji had begged him many times, but he always asked for various reasons to refuse.

Xiaofeng smiled, waved his servant back in the room, and then clapped his palms.

After two bangs, another Xiaofeng appeared at the door in horror.

"Ah!", the two women exclaimed, stood up in a flash, and pointed at another Xiaofeng at the door in horror, "You... are you a human or a ghost?"
Chapter completed!