Jiajun's mother said: "What can she do? I have never seen her cut an onion or peel a clove of garlic."

Guo Jiajun continued to speak well of Fan Yunxuan: "She is really not good at these housework matters. If you see her working state, you will know how busy she is."

"It's your job to work hard outside. It's her job to do housework at home. Why are you becoming more and more confused? You are a grown man, and you can't let her ride on you.

Go to her head. If you spoil her now and don't cultivate her habit of doing housework, it will be even more difficult in the future."

"I know her temper very well, and she has always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded. This matter cannot be done too hastily, and must be guided slowly. I will cook the meal today, and I will ask her to cook it with me.

, as time goes by, maybe her feelings for the kitchen will gradually develop." After saying that, Guo Jiajun walked towards the bedroom.

Fan Yunxuan was drawing clothing design drawings on the desk at this time. Guo Jiajun came over, put his two hands on Fan Yunxuan's shoulders, and rubbed her shoulders.

Fan Yunxuan asked: "You want me to cook again, right?"

Guo Jiajun said: "How dare you! Junxuan, your husband is also a businessman, and he can still figure out some accounts. The value generated by spending the same time on clothing design is much higher than the one hundred and eighty yuan

Food for money.”

"Yes, time is money, and wasting time and youth in the kitchen is the most uneconomical thing."

Guo Jiajun echoed: "Yes, it is not cost-effective. But, Junxuan, have you ever thought that if you design one less fashion, the handsome men and women on the street will not become ugly. But if you insist on not learning to cook, we will

My mother’s face will become more and more ugly. In her old concept, a daughter-in-law must be able to cook.”

Fan Yunxuan said: "Then she should let you marry a female chef, nanny, or hourly worker. Why would you marry me?"

Guo Jiajun said: "The purpose of marrying my wife is not to eat. However, a woman who can cook is a virtuous woman. This is recognized all over the world."

"Because I can't cook, you think I'm not virtuous, right?"

"I don't mean that."

"Don't be embarrassed to say it."

"I dare not say."

"The word 'virtuous' is an insignificant and pitiful compliment made up by you men to praise women. As for you men, you firmly maintain the 'good tradition' of not doing housework. You have to have your wife cook the meals and use the dishes and chopsticks."

My wife has to wash my clothes, my wife has to wash my clothes, and my wife has to mop the floor. In terms of work, I also keep pace with the times, saying that women hold up half the sky. Both men and women have to earn money to support their families. Are you happy to do this?

A double standard of responsibility and obligation?"

"I didn't think so."

"You are doing this now, you are doing my ideological work, and you are instilling in me the masculinity."

"You are taking things too seriously. I am not a male chauvinist. I hate male chauvinism the most."

"Men wearing aprons are the sexiest, and this is recognized around the world."

Guo Jiajun shook his head and sighed: "The genes of Professor Fan Da and Attorney Tong are so good. You are so good at what you do! If you don't want to be a fashion designer, you can directly change your career to become a political teacher."

Fan Yunxuan smiled and said: "My current political task is indeed very arduous. I want to clear away the feudal poison in your mind so that you can stride forward at the forefront of the express train of the times."

"Wife, don't worry, no matter how hard my mother tries to pull me into the quagmire of residual feudal thoughts, I will stand firmly at the forefront of the express train of the times."

Fan Yunxuan smiled knowingly: "Hubby, I saw you right."

"Men wearing aprons are the sexiest, right?"

"That's right."

"My husband is going to put on an apron today and cook an unparalleled love dinner for my dear wife."

Fan Yunxuan stepped forward and kissed Guo Jiajun and said, "Husband, you are awesome!"

Guo Jiajun said: "Clothing design is art, and cooking is also art. Are you willing to appreciate your husband's artistic expression?"

Fan Yunxuan was noncommittal.

"Let's go, today, my husband has to put his cooking talent to good use." With that said, Guo Jiajun pulled Fan Yunxuan out.

Jiajun's mother was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When she saw her son pulling his wife into the kitchen, a smile appeared on her lips.

Entering the kitchen, Guo Jiajun put on an apron and said, "Art is connected. Maybe my cooking art can inspire your clothing design."

Fan Yunxuan looked at the dishes waiting to be cooked on the table and said: "It's quite inspiring. I can make a tuxedo into a fishtail suit, use diced green peppers as patches, hang it on my body, walk on the street, and turn heads."

One hundred percent.”

Guo Jiajun heard the sarcasm in Fan Yunxuan's words and hurriedly said: "Inspiring inspiration turns into destroying inspiration, then my sin is huge."

Fan Yunxuan said: "So, this place is not suitable for me to stay for a long time."

Guo Jiajun hurriedly retorted: "Of course. Whether you stay here or not, it means completely different things to me."

"Isn't it just cooking?"

"Cooking? That's called cooking. What I call cooking is a culinary art that requires imagination and creativity."

"Jiajun, no matter how much you brag, what you cook is home-cooked food, not a state banquet."

"Cooking home-cooked dishes with the same devotion as a state banquet will taste like love. When you design clothes, do you hope others will appreciate them?"

"It goes without saying."

"In the same way, when I cook delicious food, my cooking talents can be better used when my wife is watching. In order to maximize my talents, I have to bother my wife to watch carefully at the scene. There are

Your golden body standing next to me is an inspiration to me."

Jiajun's mother, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, heard their conversation, and her mixed emotions were clearly reflected on her face.

Guo Jiajun started cooking while Fan Yunxuan watched without interest.

Guo Jiajun said: "Honey, could you please peel two cloves of garlic for me?"

Fan Yunxuan said: "After peeling the garlic of love, it becomes the garlic of breakup. Hey, Guo Jiajun, did you want me to appreciate your cooking skills, or did you want me to help you?"

"Put the cute little garlic you peeled out into the dish, and the dish will taste more loving. Garlic also has spirituality. When it thinks about it, I was stripped naked by a big fashion designer. What an honor!

Can it not perform well?"

Fan Yunxuan was amused by his words and said: "After peeling the cute little garlic, do you still want me to peel a slender young onion for you?"

"If you can peel off any young onion, that is its glory, and the taste of love will be stronger."

"Why do I feel like I've been cheated?"

"Honey, there are three categories of dishes, one is made with hands; one is made with the brain; and the other is the highest level, made with love. The dishes we are going to make today,

Nothing can be separated from the spice of love.”

"It seems that today, I really can't survive without peeling these onions and garlic."

"Yes, the onions and garlic peeled with your delicate hands are more useful than any other condiments."

Listening to their disgusting conversation, Jiajun's mother couldn't sit still anymore. She got up and returned to her bedroom.

Wang Jiayi, Sun Haowen and Haowen's mother worked together to cook several dishes. Wang Jiayi's Sichuan cuisine was very delicate, which was in sharp contrast to the rough Shanxi cuisine made by Haowen's mother.

Haowen's mother praised: "Jiayi, your craftsmanship is really good. It looks good and smells good."

Sun Haowen said: "Mom, Jiayi's father is a great chef, and Jiayi's cooking skills are also very good."

Haowen's mother said: "This is the plate. The bowl is too small. It's not very convenient to hold noodles."

Sun Haowen said: "Small, delicate and beautiful."

Haowen's mother served Jiayi some food, "Come on, my dear daughter, eat more."

Wang Jiayi couldn't bear it when she saw Haowen's mother using her own chopsticks to pick vegetables for herself, so she quickly put the vegetables that Haowen's mother had given her to Sun Haowen's bowl. Haowen's mother thought that her daughter-in-law missed her son, so she served Wang Jiayi more warmly.

Picking up the vegetables, he said: "These are the dried beans I dried myself. They are delicious!"

Seeing Haowen's mother filling her bowl with vegetables with chopsticks, Wang Jiayi looked at Sun Haowen for help.

Sun Haowen said: "These beans are all produced by ourselves, please try them quickly."

Suddenly, Haowen's mother seemed to remember something and shouted: "Oh, are those the black beans I brought?"

Sun Haowen said: "Black beans? I don't see any black beans!"

Wang Jiayi said: "It's hanging outside the balcony!"

Sun Haowen hurried to the balcony and saw the black beans hanging on the hanger. He took the black beans in.

Sun Haowen put the penis on the table and said: "Soaking black beans in vinegar can nourish the kidneys and soften blood vessels."

Wang Jiayi smelled the sour smell, got up quickly, walked to the balcony, and sat on a chair.

Haowen's mother asked: "Why doesn't Jiayi eat?"

Sun Haowen walked to the balcony and asked: "Jiayi, what's wrong?"

Wang Jiayi said: "I can't smell this smell."

Sun Haowen said: "My mother is from Shanxi and likes to eat sour food. Although black beans don't taste very good, they are soaked in vinegar for a long time. They can not only soften blood vessels, nourish the kidneys, but also beautify the skin."

Wang Jiayi said: "I'm not used to that taste. Also, don't let your mother pick up the food for me. I can't reach it myself?"

"Hi, my mother, she is enthusiastic about eating with anyone, and she likes to take food to others."

Wang Jiayi's face looked ugly, "I can't stand this kind of enthusiasm." As she said that, she looked out and looked at Fan Yunxuan's home opposite.

Guo Jiajun has also prepared the meal. On the table are braised carp, soft fried tenderloin, fried green peppers with eggs, cold mushrooms, and shrimp and tofu soup. Fan Yunxuan, Guo Jiajun and Jiajun's mother are sitting around the table.

Guo Jiajun said to Fan Yunxuan: "Try it quickly and then make an objective, fair and non-emotional evaluation."

Fan Yunxuan picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the vegetable, and chewed it.

Guo Jiajun looked at her expectantly.

Fan Yunxuan said: "Jiajun, I suggest you open a restaurant to ensure a booming business. With this skill, the chef of a five-star hotel can only do so."

Guo Jiajun said: "This is all the result of your encouragement from the side. In the future, you must always encourage me."

Fan Yunxuan smiled.
Chapter completed!