The next day is Saturday.

An earth-shattering doorbell rang, waking Han Jing'er up from her dream.

Han Jing'er suddenly opened her eyes.

It turned out that it was already broad daylight, and the sunlight outside the window filtered in restlessly through the gaps in the curtains. It fell enchantingly and brightly on the crystal vase on the table with artificial silk flowers, purple tulips, violets, in full bloom.

Green leaves, blooming flowers, light purple in color, the flowers bloom extremely brightly, as if they are alive under the sunlight.

The doorbell outside was still ringing loudly.

Han Jing'er ignored it, turned over, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

The wound on my forehead was overtaken by anesthesia, and the whole night was so painful that I couldn't sleep. I finally fell asleep at dawn, and I didn't want to be woken up after a short sleep.

The person who rang the doorbell was probably either a salesman or a meter reader.

However, the people outside were too persistent and kept ringing the doorbell, which lasted forever, making Han Jing'er so upset that she could no longer sleep.

Wearing pajamas and slippers, she ran to open the door angrily.

"Hey, it's so early in the morning, disturbing people's dreams——"

Before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth wide.

Standing at the door was Cheng Yiming, holding large and small bags of things he bought from the supermarket. Seeing Han Jing'er's aggressive look, he couldn't help but grin: "The sun is shining on your butt, and it's still early in the morning?"

Han Jing'er squinted at him: "What are you doing here?"

Cheng Yiming said: "Why didn't I come? I just wanted to see if you had become an idiot or a mummy or something. If not, I would cook something for you to eat."

Han Jing'er looked suspicious: "Are you so kind?"

Cheng Yiming said: "I am a despicable and shameless person with a human face and a beastly heart. Can't I be a good Samaritan once in a while?"

Han Jing'er said: "Tsk! Rivers and mountains are easy to change, but nature is hard to change."

Although he said this, Han Jing'er still let Cheng Yiming enter the house.

"Can you go to the kitchen?"

"Um."

"Really?"

"Um."

"strangeness."

"What's weird?"

"You are a grown man—well, a career-oriented man, and you actually know how to cook!"

"Don't you know that I'm versatile? I can go to the hall, I can go to the kitchen, I'm good at literature and martial arts - I'm good at literature and soft jade, and I can intimidate women with my martial arts!"

"Bah! Nothing serious!"

Cheng Yiming first made a cream of mushroom soup.

I saw him adding 2 bowls of water, an appropriate amount of milk, and fresh cream into a pot, and then started to cook over a slow fire. Then he sliced ​​the mushrooms, shredded the carrots, cut the tomatoes into small pieces, and chopped the onions.

Then, put a small piece of butter in the frying pan, add chopped onions, stir-fry until fragrant, add tomatoes and carrots in turn, mix them in the frying pan and stir-fry together, add salt, and pour into the cream soup that has been cooked over a slow fire.

, continue cooking.

Sauté the mushrooms in butter and add them to the soup.

Bring the soup to a boil over high heat and thicken it into a thin layer.

After making the cream of mushroom soup, make the steak.

Take two pieces of beef tenderloin, pat it lightly with a knife, make a few cuts on the tendons, and sprinkle with seasonings such as salt and black pepper. Then turn on the heat and put oil in the pan. The oil will be hot and smoking.

Put down the steak and fry over medium heat.

After a few minutes, flip over and fry again.

After a few more minutes, put it on the plate.

Then, Cheng Yiming fried two more poached eggs and put them on the plate together. On the side of the plate, put some potato chips, two sliced ​​cucumbers, a slice of tomato, a few shredded lettuce, and some

salad.
Chapter completed!