Chapter 88

"My Lord, can I try it? If I do it, you won't have to work so hard ｀ ‖."

Hearing Qingwen's words.

Jia Hui smiled lightly.

This bit of work naturally couldn't tire him.

He usually wielded a Square-Heaven Painted Halberd.

What was this weight that didn't even add up to a jin?

But he was happy to enjoy it.

Nowadays, he had long been accustomed to ancient life.

He wouldn't be like those hypocritical transmigrators.

Clearly transmigrated, yet still pretending.

Saying they weren't used to being served, wanting equality, and so on.

So Jia Hui let Qingwen be responsible for the fan first, to fan away the oily smoke.

Qingwen then happily fanned hard.

Before long.

She was covered in sweat, fragrant sweat dripping.

Seeing this, Jia Hui smiled: "How is it? Do you know now that it looks easy, but it's not easy to do?"

"Hmm."

Qingwen, who originally thought it was simple, blushed.

Gradually, the oily smoke had been fanned away by her.

Afterward, Jia Hui let her be responsible for the barbecue in front of the grill.

He stood behind her and taught her hand-in-hand.

When his big hand... 【deleted】...

... Ahem, Xiren saw this, full of envy!

Come to think of it.

Qingwen and Xiren were both the same age.

Two years older than Jia Baoyu.

Not very old.

But they already knew quite a lot.

After all, ancient children were precocious.

At ten or so, they were all married.

Like an eighteen-year-old who wasn't married yet, she was already considered an old girl and started to be looked down upon.

Jia Hui didn't have too many feelings.

They were really too young.

Although he thought the little loli was pleasing to the eye.

He couldn't eat her.

What he liked were mature big sisters and ripe, beautiful women!

Therefore, Jia Hui had no abnormalities.

"Focus on the barbecue, or it will burn!"

He reminded the other party.

Qingwen was startled.

Only then did she perk up.

Concentrating on the rows of meat in front of her.

Under the guidance of the man behind her, her hands moved.

The meat kept spreading and turning.

But what came in return was bursts of fragrance drilling into her nostrils.

Refreshing and heart-soothing.

The fragrance of roasting!

The drifting smoke!

The charcoal fire burning black!

All of this made them deeply immersed and happy.

Qingwen was excited.

She wanted to sprinkle various materials.

"Haste makes waste." Jia Hui shouted, "Grill it a bit longer!"

"Oh."

"Take this chive full of moisture, for example; the heat is a threshold that determines the texture. It's not just about using a handy fan, but also personalized control, and through constant turning, to feel the softness and hardness of the chives, to judge if the heat is right."

"Look, is it still soft?"

"Hmm, hmm, it's still soft!"

Qingwen felt it and nodded hurriedly!

"These chives are different from others; they are only flavorful when they are neither too soft nor too hard! Too soft or too hard is not delicious, and it's hard to chew."

Jia Hui taught.

Qingwen indicated that she had learned.

Xiren also listened carefully from the side.

Planning that next time.

She would also grill for Jia Hui.

Immediately.

Qingwen and Xiren worked together.

Adding charcoal for a while.

Brushing oil for a while.

Adding seasonings for a while... In short, they were busy and happy.

Finally, under Jia Hui's personal guidance and help.

Qingwen barely grilled some meat.

But the taste.

In terms of texture.

It certainly couldn't compare to Jia Hui, the old driver.

She was still too green!

But it was already edible.

With the help of seasonings.

The taste was still extremely good.

What Qingwen lacked now was just proficiency and experience.

After a few more times, she would definitely know.

She was very smart.

So Qingwen decided to continue working hard.

At first, it was just a few skewers.

Gradually, it was a large batch.

Seeing Jia Hui eating the meat skewers she grilled with relish.

Qingwen felt very happy in her heart!

An inexplicable sense of happiness spread throughout her body.

"You eat too!"

"This skewer already has seventy percent of my skill, not bad, not bad!"

Jia Hui smiled and handed her a skewer.