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There was no way, Gao Yue could only give them a detailed explanation of the topic, and after finishing the explanation, let them continue to do the problem, and found that they were doing the same type very quickly.

Gao Xie couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. These people, the bad students in the eyes of others, are poor students.

Perhaps, it's really not that bad.

Several people were working on the questions, and all of them weren't stupid at first, but they were just unwilling to study.

After they wrote here for more than an hour, Yue Qingming shouted for dinner.

One by one ran over like tigers and wolves. I thought I would see something black or black, but when I saw the table, it was only simple ingredients, but it was delicious, not worse than those big restaurants. .

What's more, even those big hotels are even worse.

"Qing Ming, did you do all this?"

Gao Jie looked at those on the dining table, what kind of broccoli fried pork slices, steamed lion's head, braised pork, fried potato shreds, and a pot of tomato egg soup.

Between the sniffles, there is the aroma of food.

"Yes, everyone wash your hands, sit down and eat!"

Yue Qingming nodded, and began to arrange the dishes and chopsticks.

After everyone had washed their hands and sat down at the dining table, they still felt a little unreliable. This meal was actually made by the boss.

When did the boss become so honest, he is completely a model of a housewife!

"If you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

Yue Qingming took a braised pork with chopsticks and placed it in grandma's bowl, giving them a white look.

At the moment, Zhao Junyan and others moved their chopsticks one after another.

As soon as I took a bite, I felt that the deliciousness was slowly dissipating in the taste buds.

"It's really delicious!"

Gao Yue ate a mouthful of braised pork, which my mother used to make, but the stewed pork made by her mother was very fatty. The place where the meat was sluggish could not be bitten.

But Yue Qingming did it, but it was not. It had a taste that melted in the mouth.

It is fat but not greasy, and the meat will not feel the material, and it will taste soft and fragrant. This feeling is really great.

Zhao Junyan and a few people didn't have time to talk, and they ate them one by one.

For fear of saying a word more, it would be like eating a bite less.

The wind is like a cloud, and the dishes on the table are all eaten, and even the tomato and egg soup is not left behind.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten so full!"

Zhao Junyan lay on the chair and took a deep breath.

"Yes, it's really delicious."

"After eating such a meal, I really feel that the previous meals were all for nothing."

What you said, what I said, began to discuss.

Zhao Junyan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly sat up, "Grandma, is it really the boss?"

Grandma said happily and lovingly, "It must have been made by Qingming. You have not eaten the dishes I made. I just told Qingming how to cook these dishes, and she made them so delicious! "

As the grandma said, it was also with You Rongyan.

My granddaughter cooks well, so she won’t worry about marrying in the future.

"Boss, you are really a genius!"

Zhao Junyan said, his eyes looked at Yue Qingming in admiration.

Last night, Yue Qingming was still vividly remembering when he was in a fight empty-handed. The scene, like a slide show, played in his mind all the time.