Chapter 194

At least in the beginning, with his guidance, and everyone's cooking in turn every day, the girls were more mellow and their skin color was much better.

Went into the kitchen, turned on the light and looked at the refrigerator.

In addition to some small dishes sent by the girls at home, there are eggs, bread and milk. All the ingredients in the previous village have been used up.

These four eaters refresh Li Xianzhe's cognition again and again.

"Flour... Just do this."

Thinking of some kind of delicious food, Li Xianzhe stroked his sleeve and was ready to do a big job.

Before long, the kitchen was filled with oil smoke. Fortunately, Li Xianzhe closed the door.

The next morning, it was fine.

"Ouba, ouba, I'm going to be late. Wash my clothes today."

Zheng Yilin jumped from the toilet on one leg, with a toothbrush in her mouth and a brand-new cotton sock in her hand.

Obviously, there is a place to take a bath in their room, but some people are still used to using the bathroom in the living room.

"Peach sauce, get up..."

"Zhixiu Oni, let me sleep for another five minutes..."

There was a scolding sound and a weak echo from the other room.

"Ah, you are a JYP trainee. Do you want to see the appearance of JYP black material?"

"Soga ~ then I'll sleep for another minute..."

In Hirai Tao's room, Kim Ji soo looked at Hirai Tao in front of his chest and grinned a strange arc.

"Puff..."

Hirai Tao opened her eyes, looked at Jin Zhixiu's expressionless face, put her hands on it and grabbed it wantonly, and then closed her eyes. For peach students, Zhixiu oni's behavior is more conducive to her "comfortable" sleep.

"Mo, you waste peach..."

Take a deep breath in place. At the next moment, Jin Zhixiu directly picked up Hirai peach.

"Ah! Hirai Tao, what did you eat so heavy? "

"Ernie, my meat is on my chest..."

Hirai peach hangs on Kim Ji soo like a koala. What's it like when two pairs of that squeeze together.

Jin Zhixiu twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help looking at his own, enmmmm, normal level. He couldn't compare with the cherry blossom giant r holding himself.

(once I heard someone say that Zhixiu has small breasts. Here I would like to emphasize that we Zhixiu also have breasts, and they are not small. You can go to see their group ensemble.)

"Didi ~ the meal is ready."

It was not just who shouted. The next moment, four people who were dressing or brushing their teeth quickly gathered in front of the microwave oven.

"Bang..."

"Eh? Elomuji（ What is this? "

Looking at the thing lying quietly inside, it exudes the smell they have never smelled, and the surface seems to have a layer of oil.

After taking out the thing, the nostrils of the four people expanded slightly and invisibly.

"It's amazing. What's this long yellow thing?"

The first time I saw them, their expressions were different. Some felt that it was like French bread, and some felt like a hot dog

In addition, there are four round cakes, which are darker than the long one.

It's what they drank in that pot. It's soybean milk.

Fragrant, if you add some sugar, Li Xianzhe tricked him into saying that this thing "detoxifies and beautifies", but he got out of control after drinking it.

In this country, few people go to fast food restaurants. Fast food in their mind is linked to hamburgers, sandwiches and hot dogs in Europe and America.

Unlike Huaxia, there are all kinds of meat, vegetables, steamed buns, scallion oil cakes, spicy sticks, fried sugar cakes, CI rakes and all kinds of rich and unspeakable morning food for breakfast.

However, the concept that "things in their own country are always the best" makes their breakfast the same, all kinds of soup and rice, with some side dishes.

However, since living with Li Xianzhe, their eating habits have been completely rewritten.

"This is fried dough sticks... This is sugar cake. It is a very common breakfast point in China, and the price is also very cheap."

Wu Xuanyi couldn't help looking at Li Xianzhe's direction and was surprised that Li Xianzhe could even get such things.

Although there are many Chinese restaurants and places where Chinese gather here in Seoul, such small folk meals can not be seen. The so-called Chinese cuisine sold abroad has also been transformed to meet the tastes of local people.

Just seeing the unwashed iron pot and vegetable board in the sink suddenly made the unpacked flour understand something.

In her eyes, the long noodles are elongated and folded in half, thrown into the rolling oil pan, and then rolled with special long chopsticks. This is the production process of fried dough sticks in the public eye.

Sugar cake is simpler, but most people haven't done it,

But Wu Xuanyi made up for the busy figure of Li Xianzhe alone in the kitchen in the early morning

That kind of oil smoke slapped on the body. Regardless of the smell, sweat is inevitable.

The more I think about it, Wu Xuanyi's lips can't help rising

The feeling of being taken care of by others, the more this incredible little thing, the more girls will keep it in mind and enlarge it infinitely.

The other three were not as much as she thought. They were just curious about this new thing.

"Ernie, how do you eat this...?"

Zheng Yilin holds a fried dough stick and gently tears it open. It's white inside and steams out, making people's appetite move after smelling it.

"Just put it in your mouth."

There are not many fried dough sticks. Li Xianzhe used up the small bags of flour he bought and made more than a dozen, not big or small, whose shape and color are somewhat different from those eaten by Chinese people.

He filled his commonly used giant thermos cup with soybean milk. Wu Xuanyi put some pickles in her fried dough sticks, followed a piece of sugar cake and left the kitchen.

"Why not? Try? "

Zheng Yilin looked at the other two with an expression of "generous death".

"You eat, we eat."

The three teasers folded the fried dough sticks in half, touched them gently, and then looked at each other and stuffed them into their mouths at the same time.

"Baji ~ Baji ~"

In a minute

"Hey, Yigu, maxida (delicious)..."

The three looked at each other, turned their heads and looked at the rest. Their eyes were green.

"Pingjingtao, that's mine!" Jin Zhixiu said with a straight face.

"Those who see have a share. I got it first, and Ernie sauce prepared these for us..." Hirai Tao refused, picked up the fried dough sticks and stuffed them into his mouth. His mouth was bulging, and there were some shiny around his lips, which looked very cute.

"I Zheng Yilin said that eating ten or eight at a time is not a problem."

There was a flurry of chicken and dog in the kitchen. Wu Xuanyi ate breakfast silently, took out laver from her body and put it together.

This kind of eating method that had never been tried made her stare. She simply took the fried dough sticks directly and ate them with laver.

"Ernie, give it to me."

"Mine! Mine! "

Compared with the other three people in a hurry, imperial entertainment has obvious differences in practice time and major societies because of special circumstances.

Self consciousness has become the rule that interns abide by at present.

"If you argue again, you will be late soon. If you are caught by the roommaster at that time..."

Wu Xuanyi's leisurely voice remembered that the three people in the kitchen couldn't help shrinking their necks. It wasn't her. Her voice was very dignified. Every company had a terrible trainee room chief, which was no less harmful than the director of the school's teaching department.

Such a voice has become daily in Li Xianzhe's life.

Just from the previous landlord and tenant, I don't know when it has become a relationship like brother and sister.