Don't pretend, I'm the God of Cooking and I'll showdown!

Chapter 42 Where Are My Chicken Feet?Where did my big box of chicken feet go?

"Wow! Finally succeeded!"

In Wu Kexin's live broadcast room.

Witnessed by netizens, she spent several hours wasting ingredients and soiling several clothes, and finally made the tiger skin and chicken feet.

After soaking in the marinated soup for more than half an hour.

Wu Kexin, who was wearing loose home clothes and had her head casually tied into a ball, took out the chicken feet from the pot and neatly stacked them on a plate.

After coded, put the plate on the automatic rotating tray.

Turn on the lights for netizens to appreciate.

"The best Xinxin in the front row confession!"

"I'm so happy, it looks so tempting."

"Upstairs, is Xinxin tempting or chicken feet tempting, please tell me clearly!"

"Everything is tempting, anyway, the proprietress YYDS!"

"Draw out your sword, Mr. Lin... I'm digressing!"

"Apply for tasters in the front row!"

"Same application, let's talk about Boss Lin's story!"

"That's right, what about Boss Lin, we only recognize the boss's wife!"

"..."

The barrage is messy.

Wu Kexin was already used to it.

Wait for the netizens to enjoy it.

She put the plate in front of her, took a photo and prepared to hand in her homework.

Then he lowered his head and sniffed:
"Well, the aroma is still very attractive, but it's still not as good as Boss Lin's cooking, because I saw that Che Zai said in the topic that Boss Lin would put a large spoonful of lard and chicken oil every time he marinated it. I don't have the conditions to increase the fresh fragrance, so I didn't put it in."

She smoothed the hair that was hanging down her ears.

He picked up a chicken foot and put it in his mouth.

After one bite.

Before the expected fresh fragrance had time to spread in the mouth, Wu Kexin felt a strong salty taste.

"Wow, so salty!"

After an afternoon of hard work.

She has perfectly done the tiger skin pattern.

Even the marinated chicken feet are [-]% similar to those sold by Lin Kee.

But what I didn't expect was that the chicken feet made by others were delicious and delicious, and the saltiness was suitable, while the ones I made... seemed like old pickles that had been marinated for more than half a year.

"My family, the car overturned again!"

Wu Kexin smiled helplessly at the camera.

The barrage suddenly boiled up.

"As expected of you, Queen of Rollovers!"

"That's right, how can it be done by doing it?"

"Xinxin's overturned routine."

"Another hit after three non-stick, pagoda meat, pissing beef balls, crystal skin jelly, and sad hot and sour noodles!"

"Sad Hot and Sour Rice Noodles are not overturned, just put too much pepper and make yourself cry."

"Anyway, I am the cutest!"

Wu Kexin looked at everyone's comments dumbfounded.

It seems that every time I challenge a difficult food, I will overturn the car.

For example, the three non-stick sticks can't be shoveled at the bottom of the pot, the pagoda meat is so soft that it can't stand up, the pissed beef balls don't urinate, and the crystal skin is frozen and gray, and the crystal effect cannot be achieved by lighting.

"You don't want to call me the Queen of Rollovers anymore. I plan to ask Boss Lin for advice when I have time. I will cook all the food that was rolled over and take off my hat as Queen of Rollovers!"

Wu Kexin went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of rice that had been cooked before, put a chicken foot in it, and chatted with everyone while eating.

Although the chicken feet are quite salty, it is acceptable to eat with rice.

After all, it is the fruit of an afternoon's labor.

I have to finish eating with tears in my eyes.

the other side.

In the Hanhai International Villa Area on the West Fourth Ring Road.

Shen Jiayue is wearing a sports vest and yoga pants, and is doing the most calorie-consuming burpees in the gym on the first floor.

She has done two sets.

But this is not enough to consume the food eaten today.

You have to keep burning fat.

While exercising, my mother Han Shuzhen walked in.

"Yueyue, do you still have the mask you used for me last time? I think it's very good and I want to try it again."

Shen Jiayue kept moving and said:

"It's in the drawer of my dressing room. There are two more boxes. Take them away."

Han Shuzhen looked at her daughter's movements twice, and seriously reminded:

"Exercise in moderation and don't strain yourself."

After speaking, she went upstairs along the stairs and walked into her daughter's room.

I was just about to go to the dressing room to look for a mask, when I suddenly smelled a vague fragrance wafting in the room.

This is……

Han Shuzhen made a careful distinction.

It's a bit like braised pork.

"How many times have I said that eating at night is not good for your health, why is this child so disobedient?"

Chief Physician of Gastroenterology.

For her daughter's behavior of hiding food.

Han Shuzhen somewhat feels helpless that "if you don't keep your mouth shut when you take medicine, the doctor will break your leg".

She sniffed again.

It feels like the fragrance is coming from the bedside table.

He gently opened the drawer of the bedside table.

I saw a kraft paper packing box quietly placed inside.

"Is this packed food from the restaurant?"

She frowned and opened the box.

I saw a box full of ruddy and oily chicken feet inside.

I won’t talk about eating in the middle of the night, but I still eat such greasy food, what’s wrong with my body?
After the lid is lifted.

The fragrance is many times stronger than before.

So much so that even Director Han, who was frowning, was gradually attracted.

"Is this a newly opened lo mei shop? It smells like..."

She distinguished it carefully.

This is not the chicken feet made by those time-honored brands in Beijing.

Although the chicken feet of those companies are delicious, they are not as good as the ones in the box in terms of appearance and fragrance, especially the time-honored brands do not chop chicken toenails, which affects appetite.

carrying the box.

Han Shuzhen couldn't help swallowing.

It tastes so fragrant and looks so good.

It shouldn't taste too bad, right?
Otherwise, the daughter would not hide in the bedside table.

Tonight, the nanny made purple rice oatmeal. Although it is very healthy, the taste is bland after all, so when she smelled the fresh fragrance, she couldn't help but want to have a taste.

"It's a whole box full, Yueyue won't be able to finish it, besides, what's wrong with my mother eating two mouthfuls of my daughter's food?"

After finding a bunch of reasons for myself.

Han Shuzhen carefully picked up a chicken paw.

Just about to take a bite.

Suddenly a voice came from behind:

"what are you doing?"

Han Shuzhen was so frightened that she almost bit her own tongue.

She turned her face away and was relieved when she saw that it was her husband.

"The mask Yueyue gave me last time was good, I plan to take a few more."

The chubby Shen Guofu walked in from the outside.

Looking at the chicken feet in his wife's hand, he asked curiously:

"Is this a mask?"

Han Shuzhen gave her husband a blank look:
"Have you ever seen a mask that looks like chicken feet? This is food that Yueyue secretly hid. I was just about to taste it when you came in."

"Then I'll try one too."

The couple tacitly did not mention the topic of unhealthy eating at night.

One of them pinched a chicken foot and gnawed on it.

"Oh, these chicken feet...it's so delicious, where did you buy it? Hurry up tomorrow and ask Yueyue to buy some more."

"It's really good, better than what I ate at Jianguo Restaurant last time."

The couple muttered while eating.

After eating one.

Shen Guofu looked at the chicken feet in the box:

"This is a full box, and my daughter shouldn't be able to tell if I eat two more... right?"

"Then... well, just one!"

"..."

after an hour.

Shen Jiayue dragged her tired body back to the room.

The workout is over.

I can finally enjoy the chicken feet packed by Xubao without any burden!

She opened the drawer of the bedside table.

I found that the place where the packing box was originally placed was actually empty.

Where's my chicken feet?

Where did my big box of chicken feet go? ? ? ? ?

(End of this chapter)