The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 1481 A spoonful of sugar is not added

"Hey, my dear brother, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"Ugh! You wouldn't be..."

"Hey, we really have the same heart. In order to celebrate your first day at work, big brother, I plan to cook myself!"

"do not!"

I still want to live a few more years!
"Huh?" Xiaopingtou's voice became dangerous.

"Ahem, what, washing vegetables hurts your hands, and cooking hurts your skin. Let's go out to eat. It's my first day at work, so I should treat you!"

"Brother, you're drifting away, thinking about going to a restaurant on the first day of work, that's not good!"

"Special case, isn't this the first day of work? Let's go out to eat today. It's agreed. I'll send it to you after I choose the location. I'll hang up first. I'm busy!"

Xiao Chen hastily hung up the phone, fearing that his bad-hearted sister would not give up and insisted on cooking for herself.

Xiao Chen recalled that once upon a time, when her sister was cooking for the first time, she threw the whole egg into the oil pan...

The second time my sister cooks, she throws the frozen chicken in the refrigerator into the frying pan... the kitchen almost explodes!

My sister was cooking for the third time, and the steamer used to steam the pumpkin burned dry, and a big hole was broken in the bottom of the whole pot!
This scene is unbearable!

Finally, he was able to serve a decent plate of scrambled eggs. It looked like that, quite normal and golden. He tasted it with gratitude and was almost sent away!

It's okay to have a smell of wine, it's not too sour, but it's too sweet.

It is not easy to have a plate of scrambled eggs with wine, sour and sweet taste.

Ask her carefully why she made this kind of taste, and the younger sister replied seriously: "The wine is made to remove the smell. I saw that people put it in the video, and I also poured a little. I poured too much with my unsteady hand. , it’s all poured in anyway, so it can’t be wasted, right?”

"What about sourness? What is sourness?"

"Oh oh, isn't this another video saying that adding some white vinegar can remove the fishy smell and make the egg white more fluffy? I just added a little white vinegar, and then I watched another video, saying that it is better to add some lemon juice, and I put it in again I squeezed a little lemon juice, the lemons are all cut, I can’t just squeeze two or three drops and throw it away, so I try to squeeze it until I can’t squeeze out the juice, the lemon supplements vitamin C, it’s healthy, eat more! "

"Then... what about the sweetness? How can there be sweetness?"

"It's not all your fault, who asked you to put sugar and salt together, the two jars are exactly the same, and there is no sticker to clearly indicate which is salt and which is sugar, so I just took one, I originally wanted to put salt , who knew it would turn into sugar."

"Even if you wanted to add salt, you wouldn't put so much in it, would you?"

"Oh, a spoonful, the steps say to put a spoonful of salt."

"The spoon I put in the sugar bowl is at least five or six grams per spoonful, and the spoons noted in other people's cooking steps must be small spoons of one or two grams."

"That can't be my fault. They didn't make clear notes. I followed the steps strictly step by step. One scoop is one scoop. I didn't put two or three scoops."

"I am too!"

Xiao Chen wiped his face, his heart has been affected by this unbearable memory for several years.

He began to worry, such a man's sister, cooking can be compared to the sister at the murder scene, will she be able to marry in the future?

make money!Must make a lot of money!

You need to prepare more dowry for the girl, you can't throw the girl in your hands, you must marry her!
By the way, the neighbor next door is tall and nice, maybe he can be fooled into a sister-in-law!
"Cough cough cough—" The tall boy who took a sip of water choked on the water.

Xiao Pingtou vigorously patted him on the back: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Cough, cough, cough—" The tall boy coughed even more fiercely: "Stop taking pictures, I'll be fine if I'm fine!"

(End of this chapter)