In terms of assembling and disassembling guns and repairing high-quality guns, perhaps the eldest young master has a hand, but when it comes to cooking skills, before today, Lu Che thought he was much better than Lu Qilin.
"Can't do, can learn, check the Internet, follow the recipe to do it." Lu Qilin put her on the chair and said with a cold face.
His expression is very cold, but if you look at it carefully, you will find that the man's beautiful shape of the ear tip, seems to be slightly red.
Lu Qilin is also the first time to cook, he does not know how his craft.
"Try it. I don't have an electronic scale at hand. I don't know the amount of seasoning The man said coldly.
Lu Che is already adding porridge to himself.
She had no time to drink the porridge, so she stretched out her spoon and went to scoop the porridge.
"What do you want an electronic scale for? You don't need it for cooking." Lu Che asked as he scooped.
Lu Qilin frowned: "the recipe has written down the amount of various ingredients and ingredients, even seasonings have regulations, do not need electronic scale measurement, how do you usually grasp the amount?"
“……” Lu Che was speechless by Lu Qilin's words, "I usually come from experience..."
She's a liberal, and she's just as easy to add as she feels.
Lu Qilin made a rude comment: "no wonder you have learned cooking for so many years, and have no improvement. So you are cooking like this."
Lu Che listens to Lu Qilin to say so, immediately feel shameless.
Indeed, compared with the delicious and delicious dishes, the ugly and strange dishes that you usually cook become very unattractive.
She was embarrassed to answer, so she could only scoop up a spoonful of congee added with Shaozi and put it into her mouth.
Lu Qilin saw that she had eaten the "delicacies" that she had cooked for the first time in person. Her cold facial features finally relaxed.
But this stretch has not yet fully unfolded, but in half a second --
"ah, bah, bah, bah..." Lu Che suddenly took a piece of paper and covered his mouth.
Lu Qilin's "delicious food" made by himself for the first time was vomited out by Lu Che without hesitation.
The man's angular face is frightful: "Lu Che!"
He called out her full name coldly, each word as if grinded out of the clenched back teeth slot.
Lu Che finally spits out his mouth, but he raises a pair of beautiful eyes. Wei Qu Baba says --
"young master, even if you hate me, you can't hurt me like this Even if my taste buds can bear it, my fragile stomach can't bear it! "
Lu Che said while covering his stomach, fortunately just that one did not swallow, otherwise now her stomach must have convulsion.
Lu Qilin heard Lu Che's sentence "remember hate, have failed you", Mo eyebrow micro Cu.
All night today, Lu Che's expression was very strange.
Do strange things, say strange things, and respect him less than usual.
However, Lu Qilin soon had no time to tangle with Lu Che's words, which made him feel inexplicable. His attention was attracted by the latter half of Lu Che's words.
What, the dishes he cooked himself are actually dark dishes?
Lu Qilin coldly glanced at Lu Che, and directly took the only tableware on the table, the spoon she had used.
Scooped a mouthful of Lu Che's porridge with Sao Zi and sent it to the entrance.
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Half a second later, Lu Qilin's face changed slightly, put down the tableware, turned and walked into the kitchen.
Lu Che:
Look, she said it's not delicious, it's bad!
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