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Han Jue thinks he has a little experience in how to judge whether a girl he doesn¡¯t know much about is really full.
If you directly ask a girl: "Are you full?" It is a common mistake for straight men.
No matter whether you are full or not, the answer you will get will basically be [well, I am full], or [almost eighty percent full]. If you don¡¯t understand micro-expressions, you probably won¡¯t be able to tell whether the other person is really full.
The correct way is to secretly observe whether she has touched up her lipstick.
If you refill your lipstick, it means you are really full or you feel you have had enough and you don¡¯t want to eat anymore.
¡¾Women can deceive men at will, but they will never waste their cosmetics. ¡¿This is an ultimatum from Han Jue's girlfriend. The expression is very serious.
At that time, Han Jue secretly memorized it. It left a deep impression on him for the rest of his life, but he never had the chance to use it.
When Han Jue cooked the noodles, he cooked them a little more to leave some room. He originally thought that he could use Sha Niu to prove the effectiveness of this little trick.
However, Han Jue sat opposite Zhang Yiman and watched Zhang Yiman eat all around her mouth until it turned red and eat all her lipstick. She did not look like a delicate girl at all. Han Jue pondered secretly, recalling whether his girlfriend had clearly defined the target group and age range when she talked about this experience before.
Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t know what Han Jue was thinking, she just snorted and ate happily.
It¡¯s not necessary to say how delicious this noodle is, Zhang Yiman has also eaten delicious spaghetti. But probably because her previous expectations for Han Jue's cooking were too low, so when Han Jue brought out the delicious spaghetti bolognese, Zhang Yiman was pleasantly surprised after taking a bite. When raised, it looks like a cartoon character showing happiness.
This expression surprised the director and others. I feel like future plots might be able to focus on cooking.
"Uncle, this," Zhang Yiman said with noodles stuffed in his mouth, his eyes bent into two bridges, and he gave a thumbs up, which was a very favorable comment. "This noodle is delicious and cooked just right."
Han Jue was also a little relieved.
After all, he has not been in the kitchen for several months, so he is inevitably a bit unfamiliar. However, I managed to maintain my dignity as a family chef.
"Yeah, I know." Han Jue accepted the compliment calmly.
With one plate of noodles per person, a glass of soda, and some canned cooked food from the supermarket, this lunch looks like a decent one.
"When I cook noodles, they are always undercooked." Zhang Yiman complained softly, really worried about his cooking skills.
This means that there are at least several tips in the "Couple's Guide" that she cannot implement. Such as [Love Bento], [Surprise Breakfast] and so on.
"If Han Jue's cooking skills are also scumbag, Zhang Yiman can use the slogan of common progress and wield his spoon confidently for the sake of everyone's incompetence. However, now Han Jue cooks the food so deliciously
¡¾Should I ask Sister Qin to do it for me then? ¡¿Zhang Yiman was unwilling to give up, because people on TV also used these scenes when they were in love, and the results were often very good, so she even took risks and cheated to give it a try.
Perhaps it was this error-free lunch that gave Han Jue his confidence, and his confidence grew rapidly.
When Han Jue heard Zhang Yiman¡¯s complaint, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Yiman, silently put down the spoon and fork that were working together in the noodles, wiped his mouth, and said with serious eyes:
"I have a little trick about undercooking the noodles. Do you want to learn it?"
After Zhang Yiman heard this, his eyes quickly moved to Han Jue's face, his face tightened, and he said warily: "You're not throwing uncooked noodles in the face of someone you hate, are you?"
"What are you thinking about?" Han Jue frowned and said righteously, "Of course not!"
Seeing Han Jue risking his dignity as a chef, Zhang Yiman relaxed his expression and nodded imperceptibly.
Han Jue¡¯s cooking skills have been certified by her and are unexpectedly good, so giving her advice on cooking skills should be reliable.
?Perhaps, this can help those who get better at cooking first, and then encourage those who are not good at cooking.
¡°What little trick is it?¡± Zhang Yiman asked.
This question was like turning on a switch, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed.
Han Jue straightened his back, took a sip of the drink, rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, then changed his sitting position to face the camera, imitating the tone of the news broadcast, and said: "Teacher Han's life class has started. Everyone watchingThe intense eye attack was a piece of cake for Han Jue.
Han Jue continued: "Since we are living together, not getting married, then we have to make a cohabitation agreement or something like that, right?"
When Zhang Yiman heard Han Jue's question, he blinked and became interested. As a result, he still pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but his eyes signaled Han Jue to continue speaking.
"First of all, we must pay attention to the division of labor and cooperation. For example, like today, I cook the dishes, and then you wash the dishes. This kind of division of labor and cooperation." Han Jue pointed to the plate.
Zhang Yiman was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and looked at Han Jue, and asked in an uncertain tone: "You cook, and I wash the dishes?"
Han Jue nodded expressionlessly and said:
"Yes. Let me tell you first, I am an egalitarian, and men and women are equal. So, if I cook in the future, you will be responsible for washing the dishes. Is there any problem?"
Han Jue looked tough on the surface, but in his heart he was worried about what he would do if the silly girl acted coquettishly and even cried.
In the end, before he could come up with a solution, Zhang Yiman nodded in agreement without any burden.
"Okay~"
And Zhang Yiman, who was still angry before, suddenly turned into a smile as if the ice and snow melted.
What else did he say, "Then I'll forgive you."
¡¾Sure enough, all Chinese people in this world really like washing dishes? ! ] Han Jue was shocked.
¡¾No! Calm down, there is a scam! Could it be that she thought that breaking a plate if she washed it would force me to wash it myself? ¡¿
?? Han Jue looked at the silly girl smiling without any intention. It didn't seem like an overt mockery or a hint of sarcasm, so he dismissed the conspiracy theory. Besides, when he actually washed the dishes, he thought it would be difficult to put the dishes lower in the sink because he thought he could break the bowl if he did so.
"But Zhang Yiman agreed so happily that he firmly made Han Jue think something was wrong.
¡¾Or, am I good at letting her experience the life of an ordinary person washing dishes? ¡¿
Han Jue clasped his hands on his chest, rubbed his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes and speculated wildly.
Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t know what Han Jue was thinking, so he happily started to put away the plates.
Han Jue couldn't think of a reasonable explanation, so he decided to stare at Zhang Yiman to see what her plan was.
Zhang Yiman was stared at by Han Jue's scrutinizing eyes and didn't care.
She hummed a song, stacked the plates, and walked to the sink not far from the dining table.
¡¾Very good, the plates were safe along the way and there were no casualties. ] Han Jue squinted his eyes to observe.
Zhang Yiman put down the tableware.
The tableware makes a "clinking" sound, but it is not fatal.
¡¾So far everything is normal. ¡¿
Han Jue looked at him with eager eyes.
The photographer photographed Han Jue strangely, thinking that Han Jue was ill.
Zhang Yiman took out the rubber gloves from the supermarket, some dishwashing liquid, and a cleaning sponge from the bag.
¡¾Yeah, that's normal. ¡¿
Then, Zhang Yiman bent down and opened the disinfection cabinet under the stove.
¡¾What does she want to do? ] Han Jue noticed something was wrong and straightened his back immediately.
Then he watched helplessly as Zhang Yiman put in the unwashed plates!
"Ah, you" Han Jue stood up.
Zhang Yiman remained unmoved and pressed a few buttons on the cabinet.
¡¾Didi, drip. ¡¿
When Han Jue heard the sound of mechanical movement, he was stunned on the spot like a thunderbolt!
"This is a dishwasher?!" Han Jue said in shock.
"Yes." Zhang Yiman turned around and looked at Han Jue, looking surprised that Han Jue was making such a fuss.
"You can't use the dishwasherthe bowls washed by the dishwasher lack a certain spirit!" Han Jue said stumblingly.
"Uncle, are you kidding now?" Zhang Yiman was surprised by Han Jue's metaphysical statement and looked confused, thinking that Han Jue was exaggerating to steal the spotlight.
She shook her head, turned around, and washed the silver tableware with quick movements.
Zhang Yiman is not a person who does not touch the spring water. When she was a trainee in the company, she would eat the noodles cooked by her friends in the practice room. She would not eat the noodles for nothing and would help them clean up after eating.
However, at this time, Han Jue no longer cared about sighing about Zhang Yiman's very homely side.
"The dishwasher will make you weak!" Han Jue pointed at the working dishwasher and said in panic.
Looking at a dishwasher is like looking at a devil ready to make a deal with a human being.
¡°What is he doing?¡± The director looked at the screen and wondered to the screenwriters around him.
"I don't know." A screenwriter replied.
"It feels like I'm playing a country bumpkin who sees a dishwasher for the first time, but the performance is too delicate. He probably can't do it." Another screenwriter's answer was unanimously agreed by everyone.
¡°Then if it¡¯s true, does he wash the dishes with his own hands at home?¡± Someone speculated.
"Maybe it's his personal hobby. Just like someone who likes to wash clothes by hand."
"It's possible, it's possible."
¡°Hey, this guy is quite retro.¡± The director said with a smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??Looking at the screen, he wondered about the screenwriters around him.
"I don't know." A screenwriter replied.
"It feels like I'm playing a country bumpkin who sees a dishwasher for the first time, but the performance is too delicate. He probably can't do it." Another screenwriter's answer was unanimously agreed by everyone.
¡°Then if it¡¯s true, does he wash the dishes with his own hands at home?¡± Someone speculated.
"Maybe it's his personal hobby. Just like someone who likes to wash clothes by hand."
"It's possible, it's possible."
¡°Hey, this guy is quite retro.¡± The director said with a smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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