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She remembered that a few tomatoes had just emerged in the small vegetable garden in the yard. After thinking about it, she said to Ye Jinchen: "I'll make tomato fried egg noodles for you. If you go outside and pick two tomatoes, I'll use them."

Ye Jinchen frowned: "Where are tomatoes outside?"

"You can see a vegetable garden when you go out. You can find it by searching." After Cheng Anning said that, he thought of a question and asked more, "Ye Jinchen, do you recognize tomatoes? Do you know what tomatoes look like?"

This was originally a common sense question.

Unprocess An Ning really doubts Ye Jinchen may not know what the tomato looks like.

Thinking of this possibility, she put down the noodles and eggs, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I'll pick it."

"Cheng Anning, you look down on me too much. I don't even know what the tomatoes have? Are you funny?" Ye Jinchen felt that he was insulted, frowned in dissatisfaction, and reached out to push her back, anxious to prove himself.

"Wait, I will pick the tomatoes back immediately. Besides tomatoes, I will pick them back together."

"Just tomatoes." Cheng Anning said.

Do he know other dishes?

Even Tomato, she suspected that he might not know him.

After all, it is normal for a young master who is not touching the spring water with all his fingers.

*

Ye Jinchen went out and saw a vegetable garden in front of him.

He turned on the flashlight of his phone, walked over, stood beside the vegetable garden and looked for a while, his slender peach blossom eyes narrowed little by little, and his eyebrows frowned little by little.

grass!

There are so many dishes growing here.

They are all things he has never seen before.

Which one is tomato?

He knew that the tomatoes were red, so he searched for this feature for a while and finally saw a few red spots in a corner.

Before taking it off, in order to make sure that he did not admit his mistake, he called several bodyguards over.

"Look, is this a tomato?"

Ye Jinchen thought to himself that he must not be looked down upon by Cheng Anning, and felt that he didn't even recognize a tomato.

The bodyguards were all stunned. Although they didn't know why their young master asked them to come and ask such questions, they still answered seriously: "Yes, young master, this is tomato."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

The bodyguard thought, can they admit their mistakes when tomatoes are so commonly seen?

It would be too funny if you don’t even recognize the tomato.

Just now thinking about this, I suddenly thought that Ye Jinchen asked them to come over to confirm. Could it be that it was because he didn't know each other?

If others don't recognize it, that's funny.

The young master doesn't know him...that's normal.

After all, their young master was taken care of by others. When they saw these things at the dinner table, they were all made into dishes, so it was normal that they could not recognize them.

*

Ye Jinchen picked the tomatoes and went back, held them in both hands. After he arrived at the kitchen, he held them in front of Cheng Anning like a treasure.

"The tomato you want." He raised his eyebrows proudly, "I didn't admit it, did I?"

Cheng Anning looked down at the two tomatoes in his palm, and then looked at his expression of a primary school student asking for praise. While he was amused, he felt that Ye Jinchen was actually a little cute at this moment.

"Well, that's it." Cheng Anning held back his smile and took it. Thinking that he was still waiting for praise, he said again, "The two tomatoes you picked are big and red, and they look delicious. You are quite good at choosing."

Sure enough, after being praised, Ye Jinchen seemed quite happy.

He raised his eyebrows proudly, approached Cheng Anning and said as if showing off: "Of course, this is my careful selection. How about it? I don't doubt my ability now, right? Do you need other vegetables? I'll pick them."

Cheng Anning almost couldn't help laughing.

Why didn't she realize that Ye Jinchen was so naive before?

Moreover, it's easy to coax.

If you praise him for a few words, his tail will be raised with pride.

It seems that if he wants to do whatever he wants to do in the future, he will do it happily.

Well, it's even easier to coax than a three-year-old child.

"No need." Cheng Anning reached out and pushed his head away, then pointed to the dry firewood piled in a corner of the kitchen, "If you really want to help, just go and make a fire."

"Make a fire?" Ye Jinchen looked in the direction of her finger. When he saw the pile of dry firewood, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Did you let me make a fire?"

"Yes." Cheng Anning put the small tomatoes in a basin and cleaned them, then cut them with a kitchen knife and put them in a small bowl. "What, do you have any opinions? You make a fire, I cook, and everyone divides the work and cooperates."

Ye Jinchen: "I have no objection, but I can't do this thing."

This is the first time he has seen the stove.

I don't know how to operate it at all.

If it weren't for Cheng Anning's arrival, he wouldn't have known that there would be places to cook by cooking these days.

Too behind.

"If you don't know how to learn, I can teach you."

Ye Jinchen stared at the dark stove, frowned, and was silent for a while before the boss reluctantly said: "Okay, teach me what to do."

Ye Jinchen originally wanted to have a ready-made meal.

But I never thought about what else he would do.

He has never been to the kitchen once when he grew up.

Once, I became interested and wanted to help me, but he failed to help and caused a lot of trouble. Then I was disgusted by someone and drove out of the kitchen.

Since then, he has not been allowed to step into the kitchen again.

He himself was not interested in the things in the kitchen, but at this time he felt that he and Cheng Anning made a fire and the other cooked, which sounded quite interesting.

So, he nodded and agreed.

*

Half an hour later.

Sitting in front of the stove, Ye Jinchen, who was choked by the fireworks, would regret the more he would regret it.

Why did he get angry for a moment and think it's a very interesting thing, so he agreed?

He never wants to touch this thing again in his life.

What the hell.

He almost choked him to death after making a fire.

How come there is such a backward place that you have to cook with firewood!!

The weather is hot.

After sitting in front of the stove for a while, he was sweating profusely. The hot sweat kept flowing down his forehead. His handsome face was soaked with sweat, and his body was wet with sweat. His white shirt was tightly pressed against his muscles, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of water.

From head to toe, it was wet.

From time to time, burned black ash splashed out from time to time, splashing on his expensive white shirt.
Chapter completed!