Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

The four of them worked together, and quickly made several dishes.

Yang Bo stood up, "I'll bake some first, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat vegetables!"

"I want to eat meat!"

It was Ye Xichen and Luo Yiman who said to eat vegetables, and it was Gu An who yelled to eat meat.

Fortunately, two grills are prepared.

One is the kind commonly seen on barbecue stalls, and the other is in the shape of a circular grid.

Yang Bo first cut open an eggplant with a fruit knife, then took out the tender corn and potato slices that had been washed, and spread them evenly on the grid-shaped wire.

He also took a handful of beef, ribs and chicken wings each, and stood beside another grill to start grilling.

Although the two grills are working at the same time, he is obviously very experienced, and his movements are methodical. While turning the beef, he still doesn't forget to sprinkle chili and cumin on the vegetarian dishes.

Within a few minutes, the fragrance wafted out.

The oil brushed on the vegetables, as well as the roasted fat of the meat itself, dripping on the red-hot charcoal fire, "sizzling", the sound and aroma alone can make people appetite.

Gu An couldn't bear it at first, he stopped serving dishes, and since he smelled the smell of meat, he has been circling around Yang Bo.

To be precise, they circled around the flesh in Yang Bo's hand.

After a few more minutes, the chef Yang Bo announced that it was ready to eat. Except for Ling Qinghe, the rest of the people didn't care about scalding their mouths and started directly.

"No, it's delicious!"

Gu An ate very hard, and he ate several strings of ribs before he stopped.

Royman smiled like a lady, and she ate very elegantly, but as long as she looked closely at the speed at which she eliminated vegetarian dishes, it was not difficult to see that she recognized Chef Yang's cooking skills.

Ye Xichen ate the potato chips slowly, feeling very distressed that Ling Qinghe could only eat roasted corn.

There is no way, the people of T City are too spicy.

When she was grilling just now, before she had time to speak, Yang Bo had already sprinkled a large handful of red chili noodles on the vegetarian dishes with lightning speed.

Fortunately, some corn survived.

"Where are Mr. Luo and the others? Don't you want to have a barbecue together?" Ye Xichen was curious.

"Don't worry about them, they will bake by themselves later."

Yang Bo pointed to a big tree in the distance.

"See? Royman's parents, as well as my parents, are there. They don't have time to eat barbecue for the time being."

The four of them looked in the direction he pointed.

Under the luxuriant branches and leaves of the big trees, in the shallow water of the river, on two folding tables, a group of people took off their shoes and were fighting fiercely. They did not forget to carry forward the national quintessence movement of Huaguo by the field river——

Play mahjong.

Seeing their bare feet stepping in the water, Ye Xichen was overjoyed.

"Teachers are like this in private..."

Gu An spoke out everyone's aspirations.

Yang Bo shrugged, "In my father's words, teachers are human too, and they have to eat whole grains, eat and drink..."

"Ahem..." He stopped talking, "In short, except in school and in life, teachers are no different from ordinary parents."

Royman smiled narrowly, and said while eating grilled eggplant: "There is still a difference."

She smiled gossipingly, "For example, Brother Jiang, the math teacher in our class, every time he plays mahjong, people don't want to call him. Guess why?"

"Is it because his card skills are too good/bad?"

Royman shook hands with Ye Xichen, "Sister Chen guessed right, every time Brother Jiang plays mahjong, he only wins but never loses. As time goes by, no one wants to play with him anymore."

As she spoke, she laughed again to herself.

Yang Bo made a regretful expression, "It's a pity, my mother teaches chemistry, otherwise I can be like Brother Jiang."

Gu An, who guessed that Brother Jiang's card skills were too sloppy, twitched at this moment.

"Brother Jiang looks so simple and honest, I can't tell..."

Yang Bo laughed loudly, "Brother Jiang is hiding something. If he was willing, he would have become the God of Gamblers."

Royman nodded, "Brother Jiang would buy us something to eat every time he went out and won money, and the children in the neighborhood all liked him."

As they spoke, she and Yang Bo spoke surprisingly again, telling several anecdotes about the school teachers.

Ye Xichen listened with his ears, moved the round grill to his face, and grilled vegetables while listening.

Ling Qinghe also stood up and put something on another grill.

The two moved in unison and baked things at about the same speed.

The faint fragrance of vegetables, and the spicy and spicy taste of barbecue pepper penetrate into people's nose at the same time.

Yang Bo ate a bunch of pork belly and nodded frequently: "The taste is almost as good as my dad's! Did you often barbecue before?"

"Probably." Ling Qinghe nodded.

Grilling monsters can be considered a barbecue.

She nodded, and Yang Bo, a high school student who is passionate about cooking, immediately excitedly discussed with her ten tips for grilling.

From barbecue, the discussion discusses the health and taste of home-cooked dishes, and then discusses which hot pot restaurant in T City has the most delicious taste.

"Like my dad, I love to cook."

He looked forward to it, "If I get married in the future, I will be like my dad, preparing three meals a day for my family. This is the happiest thing."

His eyes quickly swept over the few people sitting there.

Ling Qing and Xin felt the same way, "Indeed..."

Food fills the belly, love fills the heart.

Every time watching Ye Xichen eat something she made with her own hands, she is happier than eating delicacies from mountains and seas by herself.

She looked in Ye Xichen's direction, flipping the spicy barbecue in her hand.Then, according to her taste, sprinkle some more peppers and roast for half an extra minute to make the burnt aroma more intense.

The hot oil is mixed with the aroma of chili, which does not cover up the fragrance of vegetables.

Royman sandwiched a green bean and ate it like a lady: "Mmm~ it's delicious without the chili noodles!"

Gu An next to him was not in the mood, "It's like eating grass, what is there to eat?"

He who originally planned to eat a slice of baked potatoes to save face, now he doesn't even want to give face to business, so he turned around and went to guard Ling Qing and the freshly baked kebab.

Ye Xichen baked two plates and left one for Royman.

"Is it delicious?" She rolled up a small green vegetable with chopsticks and fed it to Ling Qinghe's mouth.

"Delicious." Ling Qinghe chewed slowly, and responded with a light smile after swallowing.

"I also think it's delicious!" Ye Xichen continued to feed her, "It seems that my craftsmanship has not deteriorated, haha!"

The movements of the two are extremely natural, even if there are people beside them, they don't feel that they are out of harmony at all.

Yang Bo suddenly realized, and looked at Ling Qinghe.

"I said, why did you only eat corn just now! It's a pity that all the meat dishes prepared by my dad put chili peppers in them. Today you can only eat vegetarian food."

He turned his head and smiled at Ye Xichen: "It seems that the relationship between the two of you is really good, and you even remember each other's taste in your heart."

When Ling Qinghe was grilling, he also noticed that some skewers were grilled in different ways.

Sure enough, Ling Qinghe handed those special skewers of roast beef to Ye Xichen.

"Are you relatives?" Gu An also noticed that the relationship between the two was unusual.

He chewed the meat slices and expressed his views.

"Let me just say, top academics like to be alone, how can they have the time in the United States to make up lessons for others every day.

This would make sense if you were cousins.

Anyway, if it were me, if it wasn't a relative, I would definitely not want to separate out where I live, and I would be a free humanoid learning machine every day. "

He wiped his mouth, "Ye Xichen, you are lucky enough to have such a cousin."

Ye Xichen's mouth twitched.

Forget it, it's troublesome to explain, so my cousin will be my cousin.

She should be thankful that at least she was not mistaken for a bad girl who bullies the school bully.

After the second round of eating, except for Gu An, a bottomless foodie who insisted on pulling Yang Bo to continue grilling kebabs for him, the three girls expressed that they had no appetite to fight again.

Feeling full and bored, and unable to imitate the grown-ups in playing mahjong, they prepared to take a walk.

By the river, there are many people like them who come to have a barbecue outing.

Some fishers by the river directly disemboweled the slap-sized crucian carp they caught, and grilled them directly with the fish scales.

The scent is very alluring.

In addition to those who focus on barbecue, Mr. Luo is not the only one who plays mahjong in the open air in the shallows by the river.

On the mahjong table, there are barbecues and snacks, and the people on the card table are talking and laughing loudly.

Mahjong collides with mahjong, and the sound of shuffling the cards is endless.

With a backpack on his back, Royman stopped at a small slope, and took out an easel and paints from the car next to him.

"You guys go on walking, I haven't drawn for a long time, hurry up and practice."

"Okay, we'll come back later to appreciate your masterpiece."

Ye Xichen smiled.

After finishing speaking, holding hands with Ling Qinghe, they walked slowly towards Huashen. After walking a long distance, she could still hear her happy laughter.

Royman pursed his lips and smiled lightly, watching the two go away, before he picked up his pen...

When the rape blossoms she painted had already dyed the sky golden yellow, Ye Xichen and Ye Xichen came back slowly holding hands.

"Do you want cherries? I just bought them on the side of the road."

Ye Xichen handed her the bag in his hand, and walked to the easel to admire it carefully.

On the canvas, a piece of golden rape blossoms is separated by a gravel path, and there are farmhouses and cooking smoke in the distance.

Ye Xichen clapped her hands, "The brushwork is free and full of vitality, it really is a masterpiece!"

"It's already been born by hand."

Royman smiled subtly, "I haven't drawn for a long time since I was in the first year of high school."

"Where there is nothing." Ye Xichen Rainbow Fart went online, "I really like your grasp of color, light and bright, very rococo lightness."

Royman was amused, "My composition is a mess, so I can only exaggerate the colors."

She took off the canvas and handed the paint tray to Ye Xichen.

"Why don't you draw one too?"

"Row!"

Ye Xichen hadn't started writing for a long time, she shook her arms and twisted her neck exaggeratedly.

She picked up the pen and assumed the air of a world master.

"There is harm only when there is comparison.

It’s not that I said, you’ll know when I’m done painting—your painting is a thousand times better than mine. "

The sun had already set on the mountainside, and Ye Xichen didn't procrastinate, she didn't start a draft, so she just used her pen.

Royman had already painted rapeseed flowers, so she abandoned the landscape painting and turned her attention to the river bank.

The clear river reflects the blue sky, mountains and golden flowers.

On the shore, there are children chasing and playing, some people are eating and drinking barbecue, and some people are sitting and playing mahjong in the shallow water with their trousers rolled up.

The leisurely atmosphere of the holiday comes through the screen.

Ye Xichen writes freely, and seems to be painting entirely based on her mood and feeling.

Ling Qinghe watched quietly from the side, and without her asking, he had already added the right paint for her.

The two had a tacit understanding and smiled at each other from time to time.

In less than an hour, Ye Xichen put down his pen.

Royman, who had been watching the whole process, was silent and expressionless at this moment, thinking of something.

At this moment, two ladies in their thirties with outstanding temperament came towards this side.

"Mom, Teacher Li, why are you here?"

"My dear girl, if we didn't know that you were going to draw, we would almost have thought you were lost." The auntie with her long hair rolled up and wearing a floral dress smiled.

"Let me see if your painting skills have improved."

She walked to the canvas, stopped to look closely, and after a while, her voice revealed great relief.

"Good girl, your painting... Mom won't be able to teach you in the future."