Text Text_Chapter 111 Food, Nuclear Weapons
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," without waiting for Qiu Mingyou to say anything contemptuous, Ye Luoming explained first, "This is normal, eggs are easy to break, just give me chopsticks and pick out the eggshell." β
It's true...... Okay?
Tyumen took the chopsticks to her speechlessly.
Ye Luoming picked out the eggshell and broke another egg by the way.
Of course, the force used is not small - she would rather pick eggshells than dry knocking.
Seeing her busy like this for two eggs, Qiu Mingyu no longer had much hope for this dinner.
However, unexpectedly, Ye Luoming surprised him a little next.
The sharp knife turned into a beautiful pattern in her hand, and Ye Luoming held the knife with a lovely smile.
Her skills, marksmanship, fighting, and blades are all first-class, and she is superbly skilled with daggers and long knives, not to mention such a kitchen knife.
In order to save face, Ye Luoming not only used a kitchen knife to turn the tricks, but also cut the tomatoes to be beautiful and neat!
"So, even if my cooking may not be as delicious as your father's, my knife skills must be better than his."
ββ¦β¦ Well, I believe this. "If you can use your hands and don't use your brain, you can only compare knife work with Daddy.
After cutting the tomatoes and beating the eggs, Ye Luoming took the salt and sprinkled some of it into the eggs.
Qiu Mingyou didn't believe her and asked, "Are you sure it's salt and not sugar?" β
"I've tasted it, salty." Ye Luoming replied casually.
"...... "So you really don't distinguish between salt and sugar, you must taste it to know, what level is this."
After putting the salt, Ye Luoming took a pot again, this time remembering to put oil, and then threw eggs and tomatoes......
Although the stir-fry action is still very stiff, this plate of simplest tomato roasted eggs is still smoothly made.
The staple food Ye Luoming boiled pasta, which is simple and convenient, the same as cooking instant noodles.
Ten minutes later, on the dining table of the Qiu family's villa, there were exquisite and gorgeous European-style enamel porcelain tableware, a plate of black sea shrimp, a plate of red and bright tomato eggs, and a rice bowl for each person, and pasta inside.
ββ¦β¦ This noodle ......"
"What's wrong?" Ye Luoming asked.
ββ¦β¦ It's okay. "Qiu Mingyou decided to swallow back the words of eating pasta on a plate instead of a bowl, Ye Luoming can make it, so don't be too demanding of her.
Eating pasta with a rice bowl is similar to eating instant noodles with a rice bowl.
Ye Luoming has never paid attention to these, eating is originally eating, so why care about what to use.
Tyumen picked up a small stick of pasta and took a sip.
Overdone.
The pasta has a firm texture, and this noodle ...... It's really just noodles.
"Is the noodles delicious?" Ye Luoming's bright eyes looked at him.
Qiu Mingyou swallowed the soft and glutinous noodles, and nodded reluctantly, "You can eat it." β
It's just that it can be eaten, not delicious, after all, cooking high-end pasta so soft and rotten is also a kind of realm.
Ye Luoming lowered her head and took a bite, frowning, "Your mouth is too tricky, this noodle is cooked well." β
That's only for people like you who don't have taste requirements, it's not bad, Tyumen You doesn't want to complain, although the noodles can be eaten, but the dishes are ......
Looking at the plate, whether it was black or red, he didn't dare to try it easily.
"Eh," Ye Luoming looked at the results on the plate, and explained dryly: "There are some things, you don't seem to have any selling points, but the taste is not coarse, such as Tang Ziyi's tofu!" β
Yes, yes, Tang Ziyi's tofu is so famous that it is about to become a symbol of the sea, and it looks like that.
- However, Tang Ziyi's tofu is not black, Qiu Mingyou looked at the plate and felt that there was a danger of food poisoning if he ate it.
Ye Luoming saw that he was still wary, and recommended with a smile, "This shrimp looks ugly, but if you think about it, such a big shrimp is full of shrimp meat when you bite into it, hiss, you feel drooling when you think about it, right?" β
- yes, drooling, the problem is that the imagination is beautiful, the reality is too cruel, and it is really difficult for him to drool on this plate.
"You can taste it, just one bite, if it's not delicious, I won't force you to eat it immediately!" Ye Luoming raised his hand and swore an oath.
Qiu Ming looked at her weakly, "Why don't you eat first?"
"This is my first time cooking, of course I want the people who eat to eat first to give me a happy expression to affirm me." To put it simply, let her know that the food she cooks can still make people feel delicious.
"Happiness?" Tyumen looked at the plate of shrimp and was sure that it was happiness, not bad luck and misfortune?
"You try, just one bite, just one bite." Ye Luoming stared at him expectantly.
ββ¦β¦ All right. "This ingredient is sea shrimp, even if it is unpalatable, how difficult can it be...... At most, it's a little worse than Daddy's burning.
Qiu Mingyou, who was too naΓ―ve in his thoughts, took a deep breath, picked up a black thing, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.
Bitter again! Scorched again! Fishy again!
What a damn smell.
"Vomit-" Unable to swallow it, Qiu Mingyu jumped directly from the stool and ran to the bathroom.
"Tyumen! Tyumen Yu! Long! Ye Luoming shouted, it's a pity that Qiuming runs too fast, is it so unpalatable?
I don't believe that my things are really unpalatable to the point of making people vomit, Ye Luoming also sandwiched a piece by himself, and just about to stuff it in his mouth, Qiu Mingyou ran back from the bathroom.
Snatch the piece from Ye Luoming's chopsticks and throw it into the trash can in the kitchen along with the plate containing the shrimp.
"My shrimp ......" Ye Luoming watched the fruits of his labor go into the trash.
Qiu Mingyou's face is not good, and there are water stains on his lips, which is very good at first glance.
Ye Luoming asked worriedly, "Really, is it so unpalatable?" β
It's not unpalatable, why use the word unpalatable!
This is not unpalatable at all, it should be, very, very, very, very unpalatable!
It's so unpalatable that you can spit it out if you eat more!
Countless words wanted to blurt out, but Qiu Mingyou just took a deep breath, "...... It's not tasty. β
It's not tasty.
The lightest layer of unpalatable.
Forget it, the first time she cooked vegetables, it was for him again, and those words were better to wait for Daddy to come back and tell Daddy.
"If it's not delicious, it's not delicious, and you can't take out all the plates." Ye Luoming felt sorry for that plate of sea shrimp, it was not delicious and it was not that it could not be eaten, this bear child was really wasteful.
Qiu Mingyou didn't want to continue this topic, Ye Luoming's craftsmanship could be directly used to kill people.
There are no shrimp, and there is a plate of tomato roasted eggs on the table, this dish is still decent, eggs are eggs, eggplants are eggplants, but Tyumen Yu is not going to taste the first bite.
According to Ye Luoming, the more average the appearance, the more delicious it is, but just now the worst condition is the same as the murder weapon in the world, so this plate of tomato eggs must be super unpalatable.
Fortunately, Ye Luoming didn't plan to kill Qiu Mingyou, and consciously stretched out his chopsticks and took a bite of tomatoes first, "You don't have to worry about it, I'll eat this bite first, I'm very confident in this dish." β
With that, put the tomato in your mouth.
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