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Chapter 610 Life! Just be happy

Lin Cheng was splashed with hot oil, and shrank back, covering his face repeatedly.

Pu Zhiyan rushed up quickly, picked up the lid and covered the oil pan.

"Lin Cheng, are you okay?"

"No, the oil splashed on my face."

Lin Cheng's tone was gloomy, and he was no longer as frightened as before.

"Show me, where is it hot?"

Pu Zhiyan didn't bother to laugh at him, seeing that his wrists and cheeks were a little red from the heat, she hurriedly dragged Lin Cheng to the tap to rinse his wrists, then picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped it wet for Lin Cheng. Face.

Lin Cheng lowered his head to wash his wrist, and Pu Zhiyan carefully wiped the burnt area on his face with a wet handkerchief, and then gently blew on his cheek.

Lin Cheng felt a little embarrassed, "Don't breathe, it's a little itchy."

"Don't move, if you don't cool down quickly, there may be scars on your face."

Lin Cheng didn't move.

Standing on tiptoe, Pu Zhiyan kept wet Lin Cheng's cheeks with a handkerchief, and then gently blew away the moisture on her cheeks.

It was the first time that the faces of the two were so close. Seeing her pursing her mouth seriously, Lin Cheng lowered his eyes and became a little shy.

"Okay! Just apply the kerchief for a while and it will be fine. If the oil temperature is not high, it should be fine."

Lin Cheng glanced out of the corner of his eye, "Is this handkerchief for washing dishes?"

"do not mind the details."

"Bowl! The bowl is still in the frying pan."

Turn off the fire and fish out the bowl, Pu Zhiyan looked at Lin Cheng hesitantly, "Is this what your Sichuan cuisine looks like? Is it still under your control?"

Lin Cheng laughed awkwardly.

"Do you want to continue cooking your twice-cooked pork?"

Lin Cheng glanced at the messy kitchen.

There were splashes of oil on the floor and the stove. Those who didn't know it thought someone had set off firecrackers in the pot.

Except for the meat, the rest of the ingredients in the pot have turned into black things, so there is no need to add soy sauce for coloring.

"Cough! I think it can be rescued."

Lin Cheng lacked confidence, but he had already let out his big words before, so he couldn't just let it go.

"I should have poured all the meat in at once, but slowly poured in the water first. A small mistake is not a big problem."

Seeing Lin Cheng's stiff mouth, Pu Zhiyan probed, "Why don't I cook? In fact, the food I cook is still edible."

Lin Cheng nodded: "Okay! I wanted to show you off, but since you are so active, let you come first."

Pu Zhiyan suppressed her smile, "Hey! Let me make you a fried sauce."

"What is Zha Jiang Hao Shao?"

"It's just making jajangmen with okonomiyaki. It's delicious."

While explaining, Park Ji-yeon started cooking Jajangmyeon.

Lin Cheng started the observation mode,
Pu Zhiyan quickly took out the cooked noodles, then put in the cabbage and pancake mix, and stirred them together with the zhajiangbao.

For the time being, it looked just like mixed sauce noodles, but after Pu Zhiyan cracked three raw eggs and cheese powder, Lin Cheng felt something was wrong.

The color of the jajang noodles was originally dark and mushy, but after adding eggs and cheese, it became even more mushy.

Lin Cheng somehow felt that it shouldn't look like something that appeared in the kitchen.

"This... Jiyeon xi~~~~"

"Inside!"

"How does this color look..."

Lin Cheng put on plastic gloves, reached in and grabbed the noodles.

It was sticky and black, and Lin Cheng felt as if he was grabbing something rotten when he put his hand in it.

Grabbing a handful of sticky noodles, the noodles slowly slipped down between Lin Cheng's fingers, the scene deeply shocked Lin Cheng.

"It looks like I haven't heard of it or seen it. Is this thing edible? Ugh~~~ It feels disgusting to look at it."

"Ah! Can't play with food."

Pu Zhiyan pushed Lin Cheng away, lowering her head as if a little embarrassed, "Although it doesn't look very good-looking, it's actually delicious, just wait and eat."

"But after watching the production process, I feel that I can't eat anymore."

"Don't make trouble, it's obviously the color of chocolate, don't overthink it, just watch quietly from the side."

Lin Cheng huddled beside him and shivered. Is the process of making your chocolate so disgusting?

No matter what Lin Cheng thought, Park Zhiyan put the batter in the glass bowl into the pan and fried it like scooping batter, just like pancakes.

After frying for 2 minutes, Park Ji-yeon added mayonnaise and bonito flakes on top when the color was slightly zoomed.

"Do you want to put so much bonito? And can you not put the mayonnaise in a spiral shape? It looks like poop."

"Don't think about it, you can eat it right away, and you won't say more after you taste it."

Park Ji-yeon found out a can of portable flamethrower, "Grill the surface of the bonito and it's ready to eat."

Flame spewed out from the mouth of the flamethrower, and Pu Zhiyan pointed the flamethrower at the cake-shaped object on the plate and sprayed it.

As a result, because too much flocculent bonito flakes were put in, the flames even ignited the pancakes on the plate.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Lin Cheng, who was leaning next to him with chopsticks to taste the taste, jumped. Seeing that Pu Zhiyan turned off the flamethrower, Lin Cheng puffed out his mouth to blow out the fire on the plate.

As a result, the fire on the plate was not blown out, but the flocculent bonito was blown everywhere, and even spread to the stove with sparks.

"Don't blow it! It will go out by itself."

Pu Zhiyan was so nervous that she even knocked over the plate, and all the hard work she had just spent was wasted.

"It's all your fault!"

Pu Zhiyan was in a hurry, and Lin Cheng was also very wronged, "I thought you were going to burn the kitchen down, why didn't you make it clear first?"

Looking at the messy kitchen, the two were speechless for a while,
Blackened pieces of bonito were scattered everywhere, as were oil stains and black mush.

If Lin Cheng made twice-cooked pork just now, it seemed that firecrackers were set off in the kitchen, but now it looks like it has been bombed.

Pu Zhiyan sighed, "Lin Cheng, so you said that you almost blew up the kitchen last time, was it true? I thought you were joking."

"Each and each other, you are not bad."

After finishing speaking, Lin Cheng hesitated: "You also failed, so...do you want me to make twice-cooked pork again?"

"Let's order takeaway? Today I suddenly don't want to eat twice-cooked pork. You can make it for me next time!"

"Agreed! In fact, I don't really want to eat fried sauce today, so you can save it for next time."

Seeing the other party's real appearance, Park Zhiyan laughed inexplicably,

"what are you laughing at?"

"Haha! I just think it's so funny."

Pu Zhiyan had a low laughing point at first, but the more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't stop laughing at all.

"What's so funny? Hey! Don't laugh...don't laugh...haha! Crazy! Hahahaha!"

It's over!Lin Cheng was also assimilated.

The fried kitchen duo smiled inexplicably in the messy kitchen.

Life, just be happy.

(End of this chapter)