Good Luck:Dear,Come

First of all, the flying poached eggs are golden in color, which should not be a problem. The second is the flying braised fish, which will not be a problem.

As for Bao kangshuaifu, she is even within the warranty period. How could there be any problem? She is so tangled that she would yell wrongly Wait, it seems wrong. Kang Shuaifu, which one is the right one? Can't it be master Kang?

"What shall we do? Won't the final qualification be withdrawn? " Mother song finally began to be calm.

"What's the big deal, mom? You were also very opposed to Xiaoqing's going out to make a public appearance at that time? Now it's good that she can take care of sissy and me at home. " He shrugged indifferently.

"How about pleading guilty to the three victims?" Song's mother finally had an idea, but she had a coquettish idea.

Don't worry, she began to burst into tears. She didn't believe that she really wanted to carry a bundle of thorns and run all the way to Liu Dongqiang.

"Forget it, even if you joke," Song Beichuan looked at her pitiful look and felt funny. He hooked him to his arms, kissing her forehead and comforted, "Mom, she's joking. Don't pay attention to her."

After waiting all day and night, Lin Xiaoqing didn't wait for a phone call to refuse or arrest her, so she finally got the chance to go to kapukong catering group No, it's an opportunity for further study.

As a matter of fact, the kitchen god of the north and the South and the milk tea East are not all ready. She raises the spoon and the hot pot, and her posture is beautiful, as if dancing the most beautiful dance in the world. What she does is a very common home dish: Plum dish and braised meat. The practice is ordinary and the technique is moderate. It will neither steal the limelight of the master nor let others underestimate itself.

It's a very artistic dish with bright red sauce, thick and delicious soup, neat and uplifted meat, soft, rotten and mellow taste.

Standing behind Liu Dongqiang, Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help but gulp and swallow.

Immediately, she felt a big mistake, because everyone's eyes were gathered. I think so. We are all cooks. Cooking is just like martial arts competition. We don't rely on our appetite at all. Except Lin Xiaoqing, what we feel about this dish is nothing more than works.

"This is Lin Xiaoqing, who has been rising quickly recently?" Shuihu Yangping raised his head and squinted. Lin Xiaoqing was very considerate and stood at an angle to match her.

"Hum!" When she saw Lin Xiaoqing's action, she was very dissatisfied. She gave a cold hum and hugged her arm: "my cousin has chosen you as a little assistant. I think you must have something extraordinary. I don't know if Miss Lin can show her hand too. Let's have a look at the famous gourmet queen?"

Her words were full of vinegar.

Lin Xiaoqing takes a puzzled look at Liu Dongqiang. Seeing that he has a cold face and a back of his hand, he neither agrees nor denies it. He looks like he has nothing to do with it.