Chapter 1065: Mu Mu Cooks (4)
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Gu Qingyao turned and saw Mo Beihan. She smiled!
“No, I just feel that they are really Mos! Their style is similar to yours!”
Mo Beihan: “…”
What did that mean?
Gu Qingyao smilingly turned and entered the kitchen. The food was ready. She brought it out so that everyone could eat.
Mu Mu carried the things and rode his bicycle to Chen Feng and Chen Qingqing’s little stall. It was lunchtime, and the stall was busy.
Chen Feng and Chen Qingqing certainly did not have time to eat now. People in their line of business usually waited until there were fewer customers before they ate.
But Zhong Bingyuan was a child after all, and she had been ill. It was expected that she would have regular meals.
Mu Mu brought the things over and placed them on a little table in a corner. “Yuan Yuan, come here and eat!”
Zhong Bingyuan had been helping out, but she smiled the moment she saw Mu Mu arrive. “Brother Mo, why are you here?”
“I’ve brought you something nice. Go and get some rice and come over to eat.”
Mu Mu shouted in Chen Feng’s direction, “Brother Chen, Sister Qing Qing, come and have some! I cooked this myself!”
Chen Feng laughed. “You go ahead. I’ll come over later.”
But Chen Qingqing smiled and walked over. “Did you cook this yourself? You mean you can cook?”
Mu Mu raised his brows. “That’s not surprising. I cooked when I was younger, and we were living in our village. Why? Don’t you know?”
Chen Qingqing could not say whether she knew or not. After all, Mu Mu was very young then, and he at most helped a little when meals were being cooked at home. How could he possibly have cooked a proper meal?
But the villages at that time were very poor. Many children helped out with the chores from a young age, and it was not surprising that he could cook.
Chen Qingqing replied with a chuckle, “That was different! Things were so difficult then! It was enough to have food, no one cared whether the food tasted good or not. But things are different now! In a family like the Mos, could you cook something that is considered nice?”
Mu Mu snorted coldly. “I’m a good cook. I learnt from my aunt! You know how good a cook she is. See for yourself.”
Mu Mu opened the lunch boxes. A large fish head lay in the milky-white fish soup. The next box had braised chicken, and then there was another box filled with crimson strawberries. They looked delightful!
“Ah! How fragrant!” Chen Qingqing was amused.
“Of course!” Mu Mu said smugly to Zhong Bingyuan. “Quick, sit down and try this. You’re so skinny; we must feed you up.”
Zhong Bingyuan was naturally interested in such nice food. She hurried to get the rice.
Now their stall had rice too. So Zhong Bingyuan filled three bowls with rice, and they sat down to eat.
Chen Qingqing and Zhong Bingyuan tried the chicken first. It was definitely tasty and went well with rice!
“It’s delicious. Brother Mo, you’re amazing. You’re a boy, but you can cook so well. My cooking isn’t even as good!”
In this era, men were very chauvinistic. Women did almost all the housework. In Zhong Bingyuan’s mind, there were very, very few men who could cook.
Even her older brother, Chen Feng, could make some simple dishes, but he seldom cooked. It was usually she and her older sister who did the cooking.
Mu Mu laughed. “If you like, I can cook for you often. I know how to cook many other things!
“Try some soup and see how it tastes?”
Mu Mu found an empty bowl and filled it with soup, and then placed it in front of Zhong Bingyuan.