Chapter 701: The best sister in the world

Although Mrs. Wen spent the warm wine, Mr. Wen still didn't feel relaxed.

He looked at the charred and charred pan in the pot, the unpleasant chicken wings, his eyebrows frowned, and his expression was a little hard to describe.

It was clearly done according to the video tutorial, but it was done twice without success.

Mr. Wen gritted his teeth and decided to try again. He wanted to use a loving heart to eat this dish.

So, before making it, Mr. Wen stared at a few chicken wings and said seriously: "Little Dimple is my good sister, the best sister in the world!"

After the ceremony, Mr. Wen began to make delicious food.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? The smell seems strange." Wenjiu smelled the smell coming out of the kitchen, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned.

When Mrs. Wen heard this, her eyes flashed slightly, and she felt guilty, "Ah, does it taste weird? No...it should be because you are not used to it."

"So what kind of food does my elder brother make?"

“Honey Mustard Chicken Wings.”

Warm wine: “………”

Although she has never eaten honey mustard chicken wings, she has eaten honey mustard shrimp balls more than once, so it is impossible for this taste.

After a while, the sound of a spatula being dropped from the kitchen.

Wen Jiu, who was playing with her mobile phone, raised her head in confusion and looked in the direction of the kitchen. She blinked, her voice a little confused: "Sister-in-law, do we want to go in and take a look?"

Old Mrs. Wen: “………”

She laughed dryly: "I'll just go in and see it. You can sit here, I'll go and see it."

Old Mrs. Wen got up and walked into the kitchen.

It turned out that Mr. Wen had burned the third time and angrily threw the spatula.

"What should I do now?" Old Mrs. Wen looked at the spatula on the ground, then looked at Old Mr. Wen, "Little dimples are going to go out soon. Do you want her to go out hungry?"

"I'll think of a solution." Mr. Wen was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He had known it, so he would practice it first. It was perfect to make it dimples to taste.

Mr. Wen thought for a while, and his slightly sunken black eyes suddenly lit up, "I have thought of a solution."

"What's the solution?"

"You'll know after a while. Go and chat with Xiao Dimple."

Old Mrs. Wen looked at him with some doubt, then returned to Wenjiu, "Wait for a little dimples, your elder brother will be busy soon."

"Okay." Wenjiu nodded.

After a while, the sliding door of the kitchen was pushed open from the inside. Mr. Wen walked out with a pot in his hand, and there was a pot lid on it.

Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows and was a little curious: "Brother, what delicious food did you make?"

Old Mrs. Wen was a little nervous when she watched this scene.

With this little old man who hasn't cooked for hundreds of years, what delicious food can he make?

Mr. Wen put the pot on the dining table and said mysteriously: "This is the exclusive delicacy I made for dimples."

"Is that so? Then I want to taste it well." Wenjiu said with great relief.

When Mr. Wen heard her words, he felt a little guilty and didn't even have the courage to reach out to lift the lid.

Wen Jiu didn't think much about it, so he raised his hand and opened the lid of the pot - two boiled eggs were lying in the pot.

Old Mrs. Wen opened her face speechlessly.

Exclusive food = boiled eggs?

This is too hasty.

Wen Jiu raised his eyebrows, and Mr. Wen's awkward voice came from his ears: "What, this dish is called Double Bless Love Egg."

Old Mrs. Wen couldn't help but slander: "You're so funny."

"Don't make trouble." Mr. Wen looked helpless.
Chapter completed!