Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1253

The man was obviously very talkative, and when he heard that Jin Qing was going to cook himself, he sat there with a hearty smile and said, "I haven't seen you in a few years, and Xiao Lu has become a teacher, so I want to taste your cooking."

While talking, the man seemed to be touching the wound on his body, he covered his stomach and hissed a few times, then raised his head and waved his hands in Jin Qing's direction: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Lu don't worry Uncle, Uncle is as strong as an aircraft."

His injury was scratched by the electromagnetic waves in the universe during the mission.

Although it will not infect others, there is still no specific medicine for the disease.

He could only let his flesh and internal organs rot away piece by piece.
And this time he said that he was going to the hospital for treatment, but in fact, he just came to see if any good inhibitors had been developed on this core planet with the most advanced technology, which could delay his death a few days, and live with less pain. bitter.

If not, he would spend all his money while he was still alive.

Anyway, he was alone, so even if he didn't spend the money, no one would keep it.
After hearing the man's comforting words, Jin Qing said, "...I want to ask you what to eat?" Does it have anything to do with me whether you look like an aircraft or not.

The man was choked by Jin Qing, and then he stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Whatever!" He would eat anything.

Jin Qing's complexion improved in an instant, and the man saw her pick up a pen and swipe a few times on the order menu: "One serving of fried tomatoes, [-] yuan, cash, credit card or transaction point."

A tomato costs 200 yuan, plus she cooks it herself, it shouldn't be too expensive for such a price.

The man looked at Jin Qing mutteringly, and subconsciously raised the personal terminal on his wrist and sent it to Jin Qing.

Withdrawing 2000 yuan from the man's account, Jin Qing turned around and went into the kitchen in satisfaction.

The man scratched his head in bewilderment, what the hell is fried tomatoes with tomatoes, and why the price of vegetables is twice as expensive as when Lao Lu was there.

Where did Lao Lu and his wife go, and why a little girl was allowed to be in charge, he was a little confused!

In the kitchen, Jin Qing was throwing two whole tomatoes into the pot, turning them over with a spatula. Stir-frying should be similar to roasting meat.

After frying for a few times, he found that the tomato was only slightly discolored on the skin. Jin Qing frowned, and looked at Lu Yiwei's memory, only to realize that the tomato needs to be cut into pieces before being put into the pot.

Feeling that he had found the essence of cooking, Jin Qing raised and lowered the shovel without hesitation, and patted the two tomatoes in front of him into cakes.

The originally round tomato turned into two big lumps, and there was a burnt smell coming from the pot.

Jin Qing frowned, she seemed to have forgotten to add oil.

Do whatever comes to mind, Jin Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the oil can, and when half of the oil went into the pan, it just covered the two tomato cakes.

Seeing the crackling sound of the tomato in the oil, Jin Qing nodded in satisfaction, then raised his hand and poured all the seasonings that could be seen in front of him into the pot.
That's what she does when she grills meat.

Lu's condiments are abundant in quantity and variety, so when these things are poured down, the tomato cake disappears in an instant.

Jin Qing could only see the seasonings, which kept making grunting and crackling noises in the oil pan.

The man was still sitting by the table, quietly lifted his clothes to check the injury on his belly, and sure enough, it was much bigger than when he just came in.

The man sighed. After the skin was rotten, it would spread to the internal organs. He didn't know how long he could last.

The man put down his clothes and smiled wryly: "Let's enjoy ourselves in time."

At this moment, the man suddenly smelled a smell that he couldn't describe in words.

The taste is sour and spicy, spicy and fishy, ​​fishy and salty, and salty and burnt. Just smelling it makes a man have the urge to cut off his nose.

The man coughed violently twice, and shouted into the inside: "Girl, the food in your kitchen seems to be burnt."

Jin Qing picked up the plate and looked at the two lumps of black charcoal that had just come out of the pot with a strange smell: You don't need to say, I don't know if this dish is burnt!
Looking at the black charcoal in her hand, thinking of the 2000 yuan she just received, Jin Qing gritted her teeth: No matter what, she has to force the man to eat the food, because she will never refund it!

After making up his mind, Jin Qing was about to go out with the dishes, but found a strange thing.

On these two lumps of charcoal, these black light spots are jumping.

Jin Qing subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it, but only rubbed the black oil on his hand, as for the light spots still stayed in place.

Jin Qing blinked, and simply used his spiritual power to wrap around those black spots and move them outward.

Sure enough, after this operation, those black spots have completely disappeared without a trace.
Jin Qing understood a little bit, it turned out that this was what they called food impurities.

Then Jin Qing put her nose next to her plate and sniffed it lightly: She remembered that it was mentioned on TV that as long as the impurities in the food were removed, the food would become extremely delicious.

After smelling it, Jin Qing couldn't help retching: The TV shows are all lies, and the smell of these two lumps of charcoal is still the same disgusting.

Jin Qing held his breath, and brought the dish to the man's table: "Fried tomatoes with tomatoes, take your time." Eat it, and you will be young forever after eating it.

The man was still looking down at his next plan just now, after hearing Jin Qing's words, the man subconsciously looked up at the dining table.

Then, the man held his breath, raised his head and looked at Jin Qing who was staring at him suspiciously: "Where's the food?" He refused to believe that these two lumps of food were his lunch.

Jin Qing raised his chin and pointed to the plate: "It's all here, hurry up and eat, the food will taste bad after a while."

Man: "." You can tell from that that it tastes good now.

Under Jin Qing's tight stare, the man picked up the chopsticks in a tangled state, and mustered up the courage to reach out to a piece of charcoal.

As soon as I picked up the charcoal, I saw some sticky seasonings drawn on it.

There was an involuntary grunt in the man's throat, and he watched Jin Qing swallow his saliva: Are you sure you won't be gutted if you eat it!
He was already half-lived, and he really couldn't stand any blows.

But looking at Jin Qing's persistent eyes, the man didn't want to hurt Jin Qing's heart, so he gritted his teeth and put the food in his mouth: anyway, he won't live long, and he doesn't believe that this thing can poison him to death.

You know, he's probably the man who fights radiation.

Not wanting to look at Jin Qing's expectant eyes again, let alone seeing what he was about to eat, the man simply closed his eyes, bit the charcoal bitingly.

Then there was a "vomit", the man only felt that the taste was stimulating his taste buds crazily.

The man's stomach suddenly turned upside down, and he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit out his own stomach.

(End of this chapter)