He told Yang Jun to keep his heart in his heart. He had already told him that if nothing unexpected happened in this life, that man would not come back.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jun finally felt relieved.

Peng Sanwan's sudden departure must have made Xiao Liu sad, and maybe out of anger, the two of them would never interact with each other again.

However, just in case, Yang Jun still took some measures around her.

After doing this, Yang Jun stood in front of the French window of the study and stretched.

The years are quiet, but a little too quiet.

If you don't find something to do, people will become idle.

So, I came to the front yard kitchen.

Ma Xiangxiu and Zhao Juhua are preparing lunch.

Yang Jun stood by and watched them choose, wash and cut vegetables.

It always feels a little awkward to be watched while cooking.

Seeing this, Ma Xiangxiu said: Brother, the food will be ready soon, please wait a moment.

She thought Yang Jun was hungry, so the two men speeded up the cooking.

"I'm fine. You guys are busy with your work. I just want to see how you cook."

When Ma Xiangxiu heard this, she burst into laughter.

Only now did she understand why there were people squatting on the ground watching the ants move.

It turned out to be idle.

Since Yang Jun was promoted, he has more and more time. He has nothing to do on weekdays. He doesn't like social interactions and stays at home all day long.

Over the years, she often saw Yang Jun sitting there in a daze, or smoking all the time.

"Brother, you are free anyway, do you want to learn how to cook?"

Yang Jun was startled, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, don't tell me yet, this is actually a good idea."

He did as he was told, then took an apron from behind the door and tied it around his waist.

"I haven't touched a pot in forty years, so today I want you to have a taste of my cooking."

The forty years Yang Jun mentioned was not that he had lived for forty years, but that he had not touched a pot for forty years before and after the time travel. In fact, he had cooked before the time travel. After all, that was

When I was not rich, I had to do things like washing clothes and cooking by myself, unlike now, where the nanny does everything.

When Ma Xiangxiu and Zhao Juhua heard this, they didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. They just covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Ma Xiangxiu looked at Yang Jun with an embarrassed look.

I originally wanted to make Yang Jun happy, but I didn't expect that he would take it seriously.

The guy in the kitchen doesn't understand everything, can he cook?

"Brother, how about I ask An Guo to come over and play chess with you?"

Ma Xiangxiu is a woman who knows how to live her life, and she was afraid that Yang Jun would waste food, so she came up with this idea.

"Xiangxiu, what do you mean, you don't trust your brother and my cooking skills?" Yang Jun said loudly.

He looked aggrieved.

When Ma Xiangxiu heard this, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

I wanted to nod, but I was afraid that Yang Jun would lose face.

"Okay, that's fine."

Ma Xiangxiu looked back at the cutting board, then her eyes lit up, and she finally found a low-value ingredient.

Even if the food is wasted, it doesn’t feel bad.

"Brother, why don't you fry some shredded potatoes? If the frying is good, how about you fry all these dishes?"

Yang Jun still didn't understand his little thoughts and didn't care, so he nodded and said: "Okay, today I will let you try vinegar potato shreds."

After saying that, he took out the potato shreds soaked in the water.

First, boil a bowl of water in a pot and put a few drops of oil in it.

After the water boiled, he put the shredded potatoes and green peppers into the pot and blanch them.

After ten seconds, control the water and run it through cold water again.

When Ma Xiangxiu and Zhao Juhua saw this, they looked at each other in surprise.

They found it a bit incredible that Yang Jun, who had never cooked before, was so skilled at all this, and they were very surprised.

"Brother, have you cooked before?" Ma Xiangxiu asked.

Yang Jun said quietly: "Have you never eaten pork, or seen a pig running? You only need to grow your hands to cook."

Ma Xiangxiu curled her lips, not believing it at all.

Looking at Yang Jun's skillful movements, it's obvious that he is someone who often cooks.

Besides, if someone is not well versed in cooking skills, who would blanch the potatoes before frying them? Even she and Zhao Juhua often ignore the blanching step in their daily cooking to save trouble.

Yang Jun ignored their surprised looks and continued to work on the matter at hand.

Heat a pan and burn oil.

Heat the oil, add the vegetables to the pan, and stir-fry.

Add a spoonful of balsamic vinegar, and a delicious green pepper and potato shreds are ready.

As soon as Yang Jun put down the pot, Zhao Juhua and Ma Xiangxiu curled their lips and stood there laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Why don't you give me some face?" Yang Jun said.

This time Ma Xiangxiu didn't speak, and Zhao Juhua burst into laughter.

"Lao Yang, let's not talk about how the food is. Let's ask if you put less food in it?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment.

Then he slapped his head suddenly: "I forgot to add salt."

Then, pour the vegetables directly back into the pot, sprinkle a spoonful of salt, and start the pot again.

"Taste it."

Yang Jun put his hands behind his back and looked at them with a stern look on his face.

This dish is definitely top-notch in terms of taste and presentation.

In his previous life, he had no money to buy vegetables, so he actually bought some cheap vegetables, such as cabbage, potatoes, etc., such as cabbage with vinegar, shredded green peppers and potatoes, etc. He was confident that he could cook them as well as anyone else.

This time the two of them did not laugh, but each took a chopstick and tasted it seriously.

"Well, it's not bad, it's...half of my level."

After Zhao Juhua finished speaking, she smiled from ear to ear.

"Only half the level?"

Yang Jun admitted that the food he cooked was not as delicious as Zhao Juhua's, but the gap couldn't be that big.

"Try it again, try it again."

The two of them took another bite proudly.

"How about it?"

"Well, you're still only half as good as me." Zhao Juhua smiled from ear to ear.

"Brother, although it looks good, the taste is really average. However, it is commendable that a grown man can make the food like this."

When Yang Jun heard this, he suddenly felt bad.

I am used to hearing flattering voices on weekdays, but I am not used to hearing the truth.

"Okay, stop laughing."

"You two are in trouble. I'm very unhappy now. Your salary for this month is gone."

When the two heard this, they were not afraid at all, they just smiled.

Knowing that Yang Jun was joking with them, they didn't take it to heart.

On weekdays, Yang Jun had threatened them countless times, but every time when wages were paid, not only were they paid in full, but the bonuses were higher than the wages.

"Brother, the food you cook is actually quite delicious."

Ma Xiangxiu's teasing voice came from the kitchen.

Yang Jun shook his head, smiled, and then sat in the restaurant waiting for lunch.

If you have nothing to do, just light up a cigarette.
To be continued...