Good Luck:Dear,Come

For more than 12 hours, she had faded out of her black eyes and was horribly pale. For only twelve hours, she was emaciated.

"What am I in her heart?" He asked quietly, "she would never cook food for me so wholeheartedly!"

The attendant was stunned. He felt that he could not answer the master's words, so he could only lower his head If he knew that she was trying her best to make the worst dishes, what would his mouth twitch like?

Inside the door, Lin Xiaoqing's mood has reached the critical point of collapse. She does the same thing, tries the same thing, convulses and vomits again and again. Although it's not bad enough, every dish is enough to make people vomit

She had been a monk in the middle of her life, and her cooking skills were not improved very fast. Most of her memories are about what Liu Dongqiang taught her in her last life. Now she has to make a dish that is enough for the tasters, eh It's not enough. Vomiting is not enough. It must be the kind that makes people cry after eating a mouthful. They can't get up and die.

She was so decadent that she wanted to cry. There were blisters on her hands. Because she was anxious, her hands touched the fire countless times. Even if she was desperate to the extreme, many times she wanted to simply add dichlorvos or stinky tofu to it. But the smell was too exciting. If you add it in, you don't have to eat it. If you don't smell it, you're not normal Will you eat it?

It's better to smell like that, but eat like hell

She bit on her handkerchief, weeping and pouring oil into the pot, sobbing and turning the pot over.

"How many tears she has The overbearing president frowned and saw her tears from the corner of her eyes, which made her feel pain.

It is a kind of pain with unwilling, like a blunt knife, very slowly across the heart, this kind of pain, lasting and intense.

"Actually, it was because she was choked to tears by garlic..." This kind of truth, the valet dare not speak nonsense, just because the overbearing president is falling into his narcissism at this time. If the valet doesn't know his interest, it will destroy the atmosphere, and his work will not be guaranteed

Overbearing president covered his chest, very lost: "Valet, I have a lot of money, all women look forward to my favor, why am I still not satisfied?"

The valet sang in a melancholy voice: "president, I think it's because you are always climbing..."

The atmosphere of the cup is still completely disturbed by the followers. The overbearing president turns his head and stares at him angrily, and the followers immediately drop their heads.

"Then, the president, do you want to force her to rest? If she goes on like this, she will not be able to bear it! " The valet glanced at Lin Xiaoqing, who kept repeating the stir frying and dumping actions, and asked carefully.

Let's see what she can do

Shuihu Yangping must have made great efforts to make the best food. Originally, as long as she played normally, the normal jury would make the right decision and decide that she lost. But this time, the jury included the overbearing president, the southern Kitchen God, Mr. Qiao, and then the two men of the Liu family, Mr. Liu and Mr. Liu Dongqiang.

Standing in front of the stove, Lin Xiaoqing suddenly remembers the question that Liu Dongqiang asked a long time ago.

The original intention of cooking? She looked at her hand in a daze. She just took Bichu to recruit relatives. He thought that she would take time to participate in the finals, fight for time to get the bonus, and then run away, counting the number of carvings with one arrow.

She has no skillful hands, no talent to be a cook, she has only a heart of loving Beichuan and Xixi.

What's the original intention of cooking Wait a minute. She had a flash. She had an epiphany.

After thinking about it, she rolled up her sleeves, sprinkled flour, began to ferment and knead the dough. Every time, she poured out her consciousness of making the earth tremble. For the first time, she found that she could knead the dough so well.

She cut and seasoned the noodles carefully, and slowly slid them into the water, even with a very devout look on her face.

The noodles were churning in the water, and then she threw 40 kinds of seasonings into the air, and then added them quickly The whole process is like juggling, people outside the door are tongue tied.

"Valet, do you see that?" The overbearing president gave the valet a slap in disbelief, "what is she doing?"

"A gesture, right?" How else to explain? She was right to throw 40 kinds of spices into the sky, but only one bottle was caught, and the other 39 kinds of spices fell to the ground.

Yes, it's a kind of ceremony to pray for the kitchen god, but it doesn't seem to be successful. Lin Xiaoqing glanced at the door and immediately yelled, "what are you looking at? I've failed!"

Overbearing president extremely tangled with the corners of his mouth, black line to explain: "in fact, you only have two hands, normal is not all the next, right?" In other words, I just want to add seasoning to it. If I pour it in the same way, wouldn't it be better? You don't have to throw it all in the sky, do you?"President, what's your look like?" Lin Xiaoqing's eyes turned to him, and the spatula also pointed to him, "you look like you want to try this dish, don't you?"

The bully president took a look at the noodles in the pot. It was dark inside. It seems that what she caught was a bottle of soy sauce. Emma dyed all the noodles black. Is this, this edible So he shook his head decisively, "I've just had it, and I'm still full."

"Oh, come on," Lin Xiaoqing rolled the spatula into the hot oil and put it on his neck. "People are about to have a feeling after eating."

Before her words came out, she quickly filled the noodles and put them on a plate in front of him.

"Valet!" The overbearing president did not dare to move his head. He took an oblique look at the valet, "it's time to test your loyalty. Don't protect me!"

"Yes, your majesty, yes, your majesty!" This time, the valet took over her plate with tears in his eyes.

However, with a smile, Lin Xiaoqing installed another dish and put it in front of the overbearing president. She asked them to have a try and give advice.

"I, I don't have to? Xiaoqingqing, don't you remember that I just said I was full after eating? " He pretended to be natural and unrestrained and laughed back at her.

It's very handsome and delicious, but these useless things are useless in front of the forest bandits! She raised her eyebrows and gently asked, "then go to pick it out and eat what I made! Don't you mean you love me so much? I dare not even eat the noodles I pulled out. Why do you love me

It seems that there is some truth. It's just this truth that makes him have such a painful rhythm of understanding. Once he turns around, he will run away. However, because the hip-hop pants are too wide and long, when she tramples on the bottom of the pants, the whole person will fall on the ground and face to face!

Then Lin Xiaoqing took the black noodles in his hand and put them in his mouth without chopsticks.

He can't remember how he left the villa. He only remembers that when he woke up, he held the toilet in his arms and pulled it dark. The valet was beside him and had vomited out. When he woke up, he borrowed toilet paper from him and said that he had pulled two rolls of toilet paper.

The qualification contest for Liu's daughter-in-law was arranged at noon on the same day. Lin Xiaoqing ran over 14 hours without sleep, and his whole head was in a daze.

As soon as she stepped into the door of Liu's house, she saw the domineering president standing on his back beside the door. She suddenly grinned: "do you hear me

Because she didn't rest for a long time, her face was pale, and her smile was like a female ghost climbing up from the hell's toilet, which scared the overbearing president's heart to slow down and fast again.

Although he was scared, but he was silent, smiling: "I think my little green must have been ready?"

She didn't say anything. She just shook the 15 magic utensils of Liu family cooking that Liu Dongqiang had given to her, and then hurried past him. During that time, she stepped on his instep twice, and his pair of Armani's leather slippers were immediately printed with two small footprints stained with mud.

The corner of his mouth smoked, just wanted to say something, suddenly she had a reply No, I didn't look back. I stepped back on his feet, and then I danced twice Nima was in great pain. As soon as he wanted to scold her, she ran into the room. He had to follow her, staggering and chasing after her in agony.

Today, Liu's family is all dressed up, and Liu Dongqiang has been released from the abandoned building. Today, he is wearing a black and white striped headdress. If you think it's a number suit, you almost don't wear handcuffs I really don't know what mood the master of the Liu family used to see this.

However, Lin Xiaoqing is not calling for these. The only thing she wants to do now is to deal with this matter quickly, and then sleep in the dark.

Seeing her coming in, Liu Dongqiang immediately stood up and walked towards her. He gently pulled her aside and whispered, "the dishes of Shuihu Yangping are very special. He told his heart to smear a layer of different seasoning on them in advance. This kind of seasoning is colorless and transparent, but it will affect the original taste if it seeps into the dishes. Don't worry..."

"Don't you believe me?" She glared at him, sweet smile at the same time, the body has passed him.

Liu Dongqiang gave a dispirited smile. He had heard that she had prepared 12 hours and 5 minutes for the Liu's daughter-in-law qualification contest, but He turned slowly and saw the super wear-resistant climbing bag she was carrying. His eyes darkened and he seemed to think of something bad.