Chapter 1240
Chapter 1240 I’ll Treat You to a Meal, You Cook (3)_1
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Flossie nodded.
Very quickly, after the cooking class member had finished cleaning up the dishes and silverware, he left a few instructions for Flossie and then hurried off.
"What do you want to eat?"
Walking over to the pile of ingredients, Flossie casually picked up a tomato, flipping it in her hand while scanning the available ingredients.
"Anything."
Glancing at her, Sandy Cruz said with distinct irritation.
She really was impossible!
"Then you heat up the wok," Flossie shrugged, holding two eggs in her hand, and with a raised eyebrow and a smile, she said to him, "Leave the rest to me."
Sandy had no objections.
Having visited the cooking class kitchen before with Flossie, Sandy was familiar with its cleanliness, and since the arrangements inside hadn’t changed much, he had a basic understanding of the layout.
Without needing to ask, he found the gas stove and the wok.
He didn’t get to cook often, but unlike Flossie, who could turn anything into a bizarre, dark culinary concoction, he knew the basic steps of cooking and could usually produce a decent dish.
The flavor might not be great, but at least the food was edible.
Just as he lit the flame, Sandy heard a rhythmic chopping sound. He paused for a moment and then looked over to the cutting board.
There was Flossie beside him, wielding a sharp kitchen knife that refracted a blinding light under the incandescent glow. In her hand, she held a potato she had just washed and peeled, and with swift movements, slices of potato appeared, one after another.
In just a few seconds, the whole potato had been transformed into slices.
Immediately following that, in the blink of an eye, Flossie had the two tomatoes cut up as well, all chopped into pieces.
"Fry the potato slices first, then make Tomato Egg Soup, and I’ll get some meat," Flossie said as soon as she finished cutting the vegetables. She put the knife down decisively, placed them into two bowls, and pushed them towards Sandy.
No sooner had the words left her lips than she had turned and left. By the time he caught sight of her again, she was already stepping out the door.
Seeing her vanishing figure at the doorway, Sandy paused slightly before lifting his brows, a glint of light flickering in his eyes.
Turning his gaze back, Sandy looked at the hot wok and, raising his hand, took the bottle of vegetable oil from beside him and poured a little into the wok.
Once the oil was hot, he added the potato slices, starting to fry them in a relaxed manner.
Before long—
Flossie came back holding fresh pork.
She was in luck. When she arrived, the pig had already been slaughtered and was skinned halfway through. Seeing her come to get some meat, Little Yan swung his big knife and generously cut about 1 kilogram of pork for her.
It was still warm.
"Let’s make Braised Pork with this," Flossie suggested after washing the pork and placing it on the cutting board.
Sandy had just added water to the Tomato Egg Soup and was taking a break when he heard her and looked over, replying directly, "I don’t know how."
"I do," Flossie replied with a sideways glance.
Sandy was lost for words.
He could see right through Flossie’s plans.
She knew how? Of course, she did.
So, she would instruct and he would do the cooking.
Naturally, the result was exactly as he had imagined.
After Flossie finished cutting the pork belly, she stood beside him and directed him, making sure he remembered all the steps clearly, yet she conspicuously avoided any physical work herself.
Not bothering to argue with her, Sandy just went along with it.
Making Braised Pork took some time, but the weather was fairly hot, so the Braised Potato Slices and Tomato Egg Soup managed to maintain their temperature by the time the Braised Pork was ready.
— End of Chapter 1240 —