super nanny

Chapter 7 The Goddess's Cooking Skills

In the blink of an eye, another two days have passed. Anyway, these two days passed quickly and slowly. I feel slow because I stayed in the villa all day, and Charlotte didn't know the way of Jiangcheng very well, so she couldn't go out everywhere. Running, so I feel more boring.

Lin Qiutan didn't know what kind of work she was doing all day long. Anyway, Charlotte could tell that she was very busy, and she didn't come back until evening or sometimes evening every day.

And even though Xia Luo and Song Wange have acquiesced to each other's existence after a few days of getting along, it is obvious that the two of them don't have much to say now.

However, compared with the days when Charlotte was in the mountain village and was trained by the old man all day, the days now are much easier, and it can even be said to be extremely comfortable.

But as time passed, Charlotte became more and more irritable, not because Charlotte's aunt was coming soon, but because Charlotte learned from Uncle Liang that Song Wange's school was about to start.

Xia Luo didn't forget what Song Chutian told her. If she wanted to go to school with Song Wange, then she had to take advantage of these few days to settle the matter.

This made Xia Luo feel a lot of pressure, but Song Wange's side was not easy to deal with. Whenever Xia Luo mentioned this suggestion, Song Wange refused without thinking.

In fact, Xia Luo can also understand Song Wange's mood, and she doesn't want her life to be disturbed too much. Even though she lives in an unusual family, Song Wange still hopes that she can be like most ordinary classmates.

Of course Song Chutian also understood this truth, so he handed over the matter that he couldn't handle to Charlotte, which made it very difficult for Charlotte to be caught in it.

But Charlotte's irritability is irritability, and he hasn't figured out a better way to solve this problem yet.

At around six o'clock this evening, Lin Qiutan drove her white BMW back home. After entering the villa to change her shoes, Lin Qiutan nodded to Charlotte.

Don't look at Lin Qiutan's still expressionless face, but this is already her very polite way of greeting.

"Oh, no, I forgot to order takeaway this afternoon." However, when Charlotte thought she could eat, something rather painful happened.

Usually no one cooks at home, because takeaways are delivered on time every day, and Charlotte has no chance to show her cooking skills.

Song Wange is in charge of ordering food delivery every day. She is not only rich but also a snack foodie. However, this afternoon Song Wange forgot about the food delivery because she was sleeping.

"It's over, it's over, how late can we eat today—" Song Wange blamed herself while taking out her mobile phone to make a call.

"Forget about Wan Ge—" Lin Qiutan said aloud at this moment: "Stop eating takeaway all day long, I don't know when it will be delivered now, let me order some random dishes to eat."

Because Song Wange ordered five-star hotels every time for delivery, and they were very rich, it would take some preparation time, and it would take at least two hours for delivery to be delivered now.

Originally, Charlotte wanted to say this sentence, but unexpectedly, Lin Qiutan said it first, so Charlotte swallowed back the words that had just come to her lips, thinking that it would be good to try the goddess's craftsmanship anyway.

But Song Wange's face changed after hearing it, and she said strangely: "Auntie, you can cook? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"I learned some time ago that it's not a problem to cook a few dishes—" Lin Qiutan said with some confidence.

Now that Lin Qiutan has already expressed his opinion, naturally Charlotte and Song Wange won't have any objections, and Charlotte said graciously, "Then what, let me help you—"

"No, you'd better sit in the living room and wait to eat." Lin Qiutan politely rejected Charlotte's offer.

Looking at Lin Qiutan, who has a graceful figure, busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, Charlotte can't help being a little intoxicated. Beauty is not adorned by clothes.

Real beauties like Lin Qiutan, for example, look good in anything, but of course they look best without it.

Xia Luo couldn't help sighing secretly in her heart, a woman like Lin Qiutan is really the best of the best, she has a good temperament and a good image, who can marry such a woman is really a blessing for eight lifetimes.

If there's anything bad about it, it's that Lin Qiutan is usually a bit too cold, and when living together, he feels an inaccessible aura, let alone other people, but if such a woman is conquered, There will be a strong sense of pride.

After looking at it for a few times, Charlotte withdrew her gaze and didn't dare to look any further. If Song Wange found out, she might say that she was playing a hooligan again.

It was only after talking about Song Wange that Xia Luo realized how come this normally lively little girl stopped talking for a while.

Turning around, I found that Song Wange was standing next to me, looking into the kitchen, but the expression on her face was different from Charlotte's. The expression on Song Wange's face at this moment was a bit unattractive.

"What's your expression? Your aunt doesn't seem very happy to cook—" Charlotte asked strangely.

"It's not that I'm unhappy—" Song Wange glanced at Charlotte, and said slowly, "It's that I'm worried."

"Worried?" When Charlotte said this, it became even more strange. She thought that Song Wange was worried that Lin Qiutan would burn down her villa, right?

Song Wange didn't notice Xia Luo's expression, and continued, "You know what? Once when I was sick, my aunt made a pot of soup for me—"

Song Wange's eyes wandered a little, as if she was caught in endless memories.

"Isn't that good?" Song Wange said for a long time, but Charlotte still couldn't understand what she wanted to say.

"After drinking the soup, my illness will be cured immediately—" Song Wange said this sentence seemingly without beginning or end.

"Ah?? Your aunt's soup is so amazing?" Charlotte was a little stunned after hearing this.

The disease can be cured with a bowl of soup. It seems that Charlotte has never tried it. It sounds amazing.

Could it be that Lin Qiutan also knows medical skills?Putting some herbs into the soup makes the soup taste good and can also cure diseases. Charlotte has only heard of such a method.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that Lin Qiutan's medical skills are not weaker than his own, or even stronger than his own. Charlotte didn't realize it before.

"Do you know why?" Song Wange said here, for some reason, the expression on her face was a bit painful.

"why?"

"Because my aunt used sugar as salt when cooking soup. Can you imagine the taste of chicken soup boiled with white sugar?"

Charlotte: "—————————"

Xia Luo suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Song Wange, no wonder she had that expression, she is probably the only one in the world who has tasted chicken soup made with sugar.

But Charlotte is a sunny and positive person, and he likes to think in the bright side of everything, so Charlotte said comfortingly: "Don't worry, it's just your aunt's mistakes, who can make no mistakes when cooking rice and soup?" What happened? It's all normal."

"And didn't you hear what your aunt said just now, she has learned a lot of cooking recently, she must be fine—" Charlotte still believes in Lin Qiutan, the reason is simple, Lin Qiutan is good-looking.

And Charlotte has already made up her mind, even if the taste is mediocre, she has to eat all of them by then. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to taste the dishes cooked by the goddess.

"Eat——" After about four or ten minutes, Lin Qiutan yelled in the kitchen. It is rare to hear Lin Qiutan's brisk tone.

"Cough cough——"

When Xia Luo and Song Wange came to the dining table, their hearts skipped a beat at the same time. There were quite a lot of food on the table, but it looked too ugly, with all the colors and aromas, and the most important color was gone first.

Lin Qiutan was a little embarrassed, and said: "Maybe it doesn't look very good, but the taste should be okay, you guys try it—"

Xia Luo and Song Wange didn't pay much attention to this, especially Song Wange was very pleasantly surprised, thinking that my aunt can cook so many dishes, it seems that her cooking skills have indeed improved, and she has improved a lot.

"Let me try my aunt's cooking—" Song Wange excitedly picked up a piece of fried bamboo shoots in front of her that looked pretty good.

After the emerald green bamboo shoots entered, Song Wange felt a little abnormal, her eyes were closed, and the delicate facial features on her face were wrinkled together, looking particularly happy.

"What's the matter?" Both Lin Qiutan and Charlotte were observing Song Wange's movements, so they asked at the same time. The difference was that Charlotte added: "Isn't it delicious?"

With such an exaggerated expression, Charlotte feels that it must be the expression that can only be had after eating delicious food.

However, Song Wange was different from what Charlotte had imagined. After taking a quick sip of water, Song Wange said resentfully, "Auntie, why don't you add salt?"

"Ah?" Lin Qiutan quickly picked up a piece of bamboo shoot and tasted it, and found that there was indeed no salt, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I seem to have forgotten to put salt, so why don't you try the other ones, I should try the others Add salt—"

Song Wange's psychological shadow of drinking chicken soup in the past expanded infinitely. How could she dare to move her chopsticks? Seeing that the scene was a bit cold, Charlotte immediately picked up the chopsticks and said, "Why are you standing there, eat it while it's hot—"

However, when Charlotte was preparing to pick up vegetables, she was caught in a dilemma, because the two dishes in front of her looked too miserable, one of which was braised crucian carp, which should be due to Lin Qiutan's lack of skill.

The fish was completely fried, and it looked like it had been tortured. There was only a skeleton left, and Charlotte couldn't bear the chopsticks.

Another dish also baffled Charlotte, because all the dishes were black and autumnal, or in various irregular shapes, anyway, Charlotte didn't know what kind of dish it was.

So Charlotte asked, "What kind of dish is this?"

Lin Qiutan looked at Charlotte with hopeful eyes, and said, "At this time, roast beef with potatoes, hurry up and try—"

Charlotte picked up a piece, and put it into her mouth bravely. After chewing a few times, Charlotte's expression turned pale. What is this?Why can it be so hard.

However, considering Lin Qiutan's feelings, Charlotte still swallowed it forcefully, then nodded and said: "Well—yes, this beef is well roasted, but it's chewy—"

Unexpectedly, after Xia Luo finished speaking, Lin Qiutan's expression turned strange. After a moment of silence, Lin Qiutan said, "The one you ate just now was a potato—"

Charlotte: "————————"

(End of this chapter)