The beautiful little face has slowly become a bitter melon face. Shu Fengshou

Outside the kitchen, two teenage girls walked in.

"Brother Mo Cheng, the dean asked us to supervise the lady to cook lunch. He said that if he saw you help, he would report to him immediately." One of the girls wearing blue cotton jackets said with a sly smile.

Luo Ningxiang muttered in her heart, "This old man, she still asked how to use this thing, so she found her eyeliner."

Ouyang Mocheng smiled at them and waved his hand, "Xiaohong, A Zi, come here!" The wealthy boy raising daughter-in-law

The two girls ran over happily.

Ouyang Mocheng took out his wallet and took out two hundred pieces from it, "Can you help Brother Mocheng go to the convenience store outside to buy some snacks for everyone to eat?"

"Not good-" The girl in the light pink cotton-padded jacket pushed the money back. "The dean said, you can't be bought by you, otherwise the Lord will punish our "wolf."

Luo Ningxiang rolled her eyes secretly. This move was really useful. Even she wanted to say, Lord, please give me divine power and cook this meal!!

Ouyang Mocheng couldn't help them, but he still stuffed the money to them, "Will you buy it later in the afternoon!"

"Thank you, Brother Mo Cheng!" The two girls happily put away the money.

"Dear, it seems that I can't help you anymore. Today I can only rely on you." Ouyang Mocheng made a helpless expression to Luo Ningxiang.

Luo Ningxiang rolled her eyes and took off the down jacket and heels outside. "It's okay, I'll do it myself, but I can't wear this mink coat and boots for cooking. It would be great if anyone could change it with me."

The two girls' hearts stared at the beautiful fur and feminine boots, and their hearts began to shake. They are both 19 years old this year. It is the time to love beauty. It is enough to be able to eat and wear warmth in the orphanage. How could they be greedy for such beautiful new clothes?

They looked at each other quietly, as if they were discussing again.

A cunning smile streaked across Luo Ningxiang's mouth, and she had to hook her up.

"Sister, we'll get you clothes and shoes now. Although it's not beautiful, it's so warm."

"Okay, you are so good, I'll give you all my sister's clothes and shoes," Luo Ningxiang said very generously.

The two girls held hands and ran out happily to get their clothes.

Ouyang Mocheng smiled and looked at Luo Ningxiang, "You still have a way!"

"Facts have proved that the pursuit of beauty is something that God cannot stop. I just grasped their psychology." Luo Ningxiang smiled proudly.

"Okay, they will be back soon. I will only tell you how to cook this dish, so you have to be proud of me."

"I will definitely not embarrass you."

Alas———Ouyang Mocheng sighed in his heart and pulled Luo Ningxiang to the front of the stove, "We have a lot of people here and the quantity is large, so we have to cook a large pot of rice. After washing 10 bowls of rice, put it in this pot and add water. The water is about two or three centimeters more than the rice. It's very simple."

"I have written it down. The key question now is, how to use this thing? Where is the switch?" Luo Ningxiang touched the stove made of soil, and was speechless.

Ouyang Mocheng almost forgot that this young lady was a gas stove that she had never touched before. How could she understand the principle of using this kind of local stove? He suddenly felt that letting her cook a meal became an impossible task.

He looked at her and said, "Or don't burn it!"

"What, I have accepted the challenge. I must not defeat Xu Min'er or that stinky old man. No matter what, I must cook this meal." Luo Ningxiang's will is very firm. She is not willing to "sex", but as a woman who loves him, she must prove her strength to her parents.

Ouyang Mocheng touched her little head, "Okay, I'll teach you how to burn it. There is no switch on the stove. It's not like it just by pressing the fire. It's like someone is going to burn it in."

"No way--" Luo Ningxiang wailed, and a picture of people from primitive society lit up the fire with two stones. "Are you sure this is not a primitive tribe? How can there be kitchen utensils for making fires on their own now?"

All her family is imported from Germany.

"Miss, at least half of the population in China currently use this kind of population. In the countryside, every household has it," Ouyang Mocheng said with a smile.

"Then,, then, can Xu Min'er use it?" She is most concerned about now that she cannot be worse than Xu Min'er.

"Yes! I'll know how to teach her a few times."

"Then I can do it, and I don't need to teach it a few times, it's enough for one time," Luo Ningxiang said confidently. When she walked behind, she saw two black rectangular entrances, a short wooden stool, and a large bundle of straw. She pointed to the entrance and asked again, "Is it just to put the tea in it and burn it?"

Ouyang Mocheng nodded in praise, "Very smart!"

"It goes without saying that all the people in our Luo family are elites. Okay, you go, I will definitely live up to expectations." Luo Ningxiang was full of confidence.

Ouyang Mocheng still felt it was very mysterious. In his eyes, this kind of thing was simple, but it was quite difficult for Ning Xiang.

Outside the door, two girls came in with cotton heels and coats.

"Sister, please change it-"

The blue-soled, red cotton coat and purple-red shoes made Luo Ningxiang confused, but she still gritted her teeth and changed it.

"Thank you!"

"No need to thank you, these shoes are very warm."

"Haha, yes." Luo Ningxiang looked at the shoes that the old lady could wear under her feet, and laughed like crying.

Ouyang Mocheng looked at Luo Ningxiang's rural "woman" dress and smiled. It was so funny, but even though she was dressed like this, she was still very beautiful.

Luo Ningxiang kicked Ouyang Mocheng, "Is it so funny?" The wealthy boy raising daughter-in-law

"No,,,,, my dear, I think it's so beautiful that you dress like this." Ouyang Mocheng stopped smiling and said with an expression of exclamation.

The two girls next to them also smiled secretly.

"Cough—" A loud cough came from the door.

Everyone looked over and saw the dean walking inside with his hands behind his back.

The two girls immediately put the clothes in their hands aside, "Dean!"

"Yeah!" Dean Ouyang nodded, looking at Luo Ningxiang wearing a cotton jacket, a child-like smile suddenly appeared on her serious face. "It's great to wear this way. Girls should wear some flowers to be beautiful."

Luo Ningxiang hangs three lines on her forehead, and the old man's taste is quite alternative.

"Okay, Mocheng, accompany me to play Go. This kitchen is the world of women. Let's leave it to your wife."

"Oh, okay!" Ouyang Mocheng agreed and looked at Luo Ningxiang. "Wife, come on!"

"Let's go, don't be too slow like a woman, it's not like eighteen to send you off," said Dean Ouyang.

Stinky old man!!!

Luo Ningxiang cursed again in her heart. When she watched them walk out, she started to act and cook the rice first.

After finally picking up the rice, put it in the pot, add water as Ouyang Mocheng said, and cover it with the lid. But as soon as she sat on the small wooden stool behind, she was about to burn it, but she was stunned again, God, how can you make a fire?!

"Sister, there is a matchbox in the small groove in front of you." The girl seemed to see Luo Ningxiang's thoughts and kindly reminded her.

"Is that true?" Luo Ningxiang looked into the groove on the face and found that there was indeed a box of flat things.

She took it out and pushed it away. There were small wooden sticks with red round heads inside, reminding her of the little girl who sold matches when she was a child, her mother told her when she was a child. The little hot movements on the exquisite picture album at that time were unexpectedly handy for 20 years.

She took out one, lit it, threw it into the entrance, grabbed a handful of straw and tried to stuff it in, but the fire was extinguished before it was stuffed. She tried this several times in a row, and it was extinguished as soon as it was thrown out. Finally, she put it in carefully, and a layer of coal ash accidentally rubbed against her nose and forehead. She didn't know what it was. She wiped it casually and her whole delicate little face instantly turned into a little cat.

"Haha,,,," the two girls laughed out loud, "Sister, this is not how the fire is ignited."

Luo Ningxiang is very embarrassed. If you don’t know how to pretend to understand, you might make a bigger joke, so you have to ask, “How did you order that?”

The girl named Xiaohong smiled and ran over innocently. She grabbed a handful of straw, quickly folded it into an object like a broom, then cut a match and placed it under the straw, and the fire soon rose. The girl clamped the straw with a tong of fire and sent it into the stove. "This is good. My sister just needs to keep the straw in it and not let the fire be extinguished. When the pot smokes, the rice will be fine."

"So that's how it is!" Luo Ningxiang nodded a little foolishly, imitated Xiaohong's appearance, made a knot, clumsyly clamped it with tongs and sent it into the stove.

Ouyang Mocheng was playing chess in his heart. He was really worried that the little fool would make a joke, so he used the excuse to say that he wanted to go to the bathroom and sneaked to the kitchen to see her. He happened to see her twisting the straw and a big and shameful face, which immediately made him laugh "Pu--".
Chapter completed!