Future Food Diary

Chapter 88 Failed

He Yuanyu thought about this and suddenly started to giggle. Xu Mo just glanced at him and knew what was going on with him again, so he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

After He Yuanyu had laughed enough, he came back to his senses and said to Xu Mo, "This time, the new volunteers have already started signing up. Are you interested? Do you want to join us?"

He Yuanyu has been waiting for this day for a long time. I think he was killed by those volunteers when he first entered school last year. Looking back at that time, he walked into this school with longing for new students in the new school. The military training he just entered made him cry with snot and tears, and the one-month training completely transformed him from a lion cub just out of the cage into a little rabbit who was frightened by the slightest sign of trouble. I don't want to recall any more.

It was only later that he learned that those inhumane and brutal training programs were formulated by senior students. Every year before enrollment, all students in the school can apply to become volunteers. In addition to helping them integrate into the campus faster, the most important thing is also what everyone is most looking forward to. It is to formulate all kinds of wonderful training tasks for those freshmen.

Although Xu Mo didn't have He Yuanyu's bad taste, he was also happy to see the freshman's slump, so after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed to He Yuanyu's suggestion.

Pingan, who is far away on Kappa Star, is still happy with the decoration he just got, and has no idea what terrible things he will encounter in the future.

As soon as Mu Le exited the game, he ran to Ping An and hugged her for comfort, "An An, I'm not happy, I want to eat something delicious to comfort myself."

"Sister Lele, isn't this your style?" Ping An was a little uncomfortable with Mu Le's way of begging for comfort, and Mu Le, who was holding her, felt goose bumps all over his body.

Mu Le was a little disappointed when she saw that Ping An didn't eat this kind of thing, but in order to achieve her goal, she had no choice but to return to normal and said, "Okay, okay, it's rare for someone to be gentle and you don't cooperate with me, no matter what, I want to have a big meal .”

Ping An mischievously blinked his eyes, and teased Mu Le, "Don't you know how to do it yourself, you can make a living by yourself."

"Hmph, if I knew how, I would still be begging you like this. I want braised pork ribs and grilled fish."

Mu Le's cooking soup is okay now, and so is pastry.Because these are relatively simple. To make soup, you just add ingredients in order and then add water to stew and stew.

West point is even simpler. Each food has its own standard method, and the proportion of grams is fixed. If you cook according to this amount, you don’t have to worry about it not being good.

However, Chinese food is not so simple. Everything is a moderate amount, a little, and other general words, all rely on experience and feeling.

So even with the same ingredients and the same sequence of steps, even if she tried to imitate them completely, the taste of the dishes would still be much different from those made by Ping An.

But this is much better than the food she made at the beginning, and strictly speaking, her craftsmanship is not too bad, but compared with Ping An, one must be an amateur and the other a professional. .

If it was her at the very beginning, she might feel that what she made was simply delicious in the world.But she is used to the dishes made by Ping An, and she feels that the dishes she cooks are unpalatable in comparison, so she usually only helps Ping An, and never cooks by herself, otherwise she will really bring her own humiliation.

After getting along for so long, Mu Le's thoughts can still be guessed by Ping An, so Ping An just sighed and pretended to accept his fate and said, "Okay, I'll cook for the eldest lady."

"Yeah, An'an, I'll help you." Mu Le pushed An'an into the kitchen, and the two of them started to work in full swing.

When Ping An was preparing the ribs, he suddenly remembered an important thing and let out an ah.Mu Le was taken aback and thought she had cut her finger, so she quickly put down the dishes she was washing and shouted, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

As a result, when she saw Ping An, she just stared blankly ahead, so she quickly pushed Ping An, "An An, what are you doing, why are you standing here in a daze."

After being pushed by Mu Le, Ping An came back to his senses, and hurriedly found a small sealed clay pot from the cupboard underneath for a long time.

Ping An patted the bottle cap, a little nervous.She slowly lifted the sealed lid, and an indescribable smell came out.

Mu Le pinched his nose with some disgust, "Hey, An An, what is this, it smells very strange."

After opening the lid safely, I was disappointed when I smelled this smell. It turned out to be a failure.I also wanted to make some wine, but I didn't expect it to be sour.Sure enough, as the old saying goes, every line is like a mountain.

She can't figure it out just based on her little impression of wine making. It seems that she probably doesn't have this talent anymore, so she should give up honestly.

In the end, I had to pour out the turbid and smelly liquid inside, and then wash the whole bottle clean before hanging it upside down to dry.

Mu Le is still playing the spirit of a curious baby. She once heard Ping An talk about wine, but until now she doesn't even know what grapes look like or taste like.I thought there was a surprise to drink, but it turned out to be a happy one.

Only then did Ping An roughly explain to her that she actually wanted to try brewing something similar to white wine, because if some wine was added to the meat to remove the fishy smell, the taste would become better.

Unfortunately, she failed in the end.

When Father Ping came back in the afternoon, he saw a large pot of braised pork ribs, and the expression of satisfaction on his face could not be more obvious.Seeing that his family is carnivorous, Ping An can only secretly make up his mind that he must cook more vegetables next time. The nutrition must be balanced.

After dinner, I usually find Ping An and want to ask her about the later development of the game. Ping An thought for a while before saying, "I don't really know much about the game. You can explore it yourself under this big framework. But pets still Mounts must be realized, especially mounts, as long as they are attractively designed, people will buy them no matter how expensive they are. In addition, some game-related activities can be held on a regular basis, and offline player meeting activities can be held. Or different Players in the region compete, and in the end the global champion will have money and other game rewards, such as the only mount or equipment in the entire server. "

He usually nods from time to time when he hears these suggestions from Ping An. He thinks that these ideas from Ping An are good, but he also knows that these specific details cannot be entirely dependent on Ping An. She has given him the general direction. OK.

And this game alone has given him a lot of new inspiration, and he can't wait to realize the ideas in his mind.

(End of this chapter)