Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

"Fragrant..."

The one-eyed old man sighed with emotion, and Marshal Lear's majestic face was taken away.

"Did you adjust your perception to zero, insidious Lao Zheng!"

"What are you talking nonsense, incense is incense!"

The one-armed old man leaned forward and picked up the fork again, "Stop acting both of you, are you annoying? The food is currently, what the hell...ah!"

As soon as Marshal Lear stretched out his hand, he opened the masks of the two of them, took the bowl of bright red, steaming dishes directly and presented them in front of them.

The strong smell got into their nostrils unexpectedly!

Two elderly people who had been discharged due to disability were almost fainted. The one-armed old man opened his mouth just now, and almost got stuck in his throat when he inhaled, unable to breathe.

"Does it smell?"

"It's the smell of this snail powder!"

Marshal Lear wears a mask and smiles fearlessly.

The wrinkled face of the one-eyed old man was completely tangled. He stepped back and leaned on the back of the chair. He stretched out his hand to cover his nose, but didn't push away the food in front of him. "No. Obviously it tastes delicious... how does it smell? So weird?"

He wanted to say stinky, but when he thought of the sour and hotness of the fork just now, he felt drooling, and he couldn't use such unsightly words as stinky to desecrate this magical dish.

"I won't lie to you." The one-eyed old man pinched his nose, "I tell you very honestly, it tastes really good."

He only took a bite of the fine noodles, and wanted to taste the golden flakes, the green vegetables, and even the soup!

The hot, smoky, red soup base was simply an incredible temptation that made him want to drink a sip, even if he was killed by the smell, he recognized it!

"Lao Zheng, when you are talking, take your hand off your nose. It is more convincing to say that the snail powder is very fragrant and good." The marshal haha.

The one-eyed old man shook his head regrettably, but there was a hint of narrowness in his eyes, "That's OK, I didn't turn on the perception, so I sacrificed myself and eat this snail powder instead of you. We can't waste food. Even if we are here, I will sacrifice myself. Star.net will also set an example for the younger generations. When there is no supply on the battlefield, eat raw meat, and the fishy smell can be tolerated. It's just a piece of snail powder, nothing!"

As he said, he changed his left hand to pinch his nose, changed his right hand to pick up the fork, and quickly fished it into the bowl.

First, the golden name card material appeared inside. He crossed it and looked at it before putting it in his mouth, but the light in his somewhat turbid one-eyed eye was even brighter after chewing!

The speed of the fork increased immediately, and another green vegetable was picked up when he brushed the ground.

"Is this a variant Persian dish of Damexin? The leaves are large and difficult to boil. The color is still green even after being in the water for a long time? The taste is very astringent, and the taste is very harsh, right?" Lear under the protection of a mask The marshal, was soon agitated by the one-eyed eating look, and he couldn't sit still.

"It's not tasty, isn't it?"

"Old Zheng, speak up."

"You really didn't turn on perception?"

"Hey! Hearing is off too!?"

The one-eyed old Zheng Zheng had a violent expression on his face, and he didn't have time to bother about these questions.

The greens wrapped in the soup are tender and tasty, and they are still warm when eaten in the mouth.

When you bite it down, the soup even overflows, the taste is rich, it is by no means ordinary stir-fried vegetables!

Where does his mouth have time to answer questions, it is too late to eat!

While the red soup was still boiling hot, he picked up the bowl with one hand and took a snoring snoring.

Ah, the mellow taste of this soup base is really something he hasn't eaten before in his life!

With one bite, Old Zheng was stunned.

The mouth is hot and sour, then fragrant, and finally swallowed, the aftertaste is still extremely refreshing...

Old Zheng said that the perception is not turned on, but fools can tell from his expression at the moment, there will be ghosts if it is not turned on!

The one-armed old man who waited for a while, listened to the sound of chewing and drinking soup from time to time next to him, watching this old Zheng's face change from pretending to be calm to uneasy and crooked, and finally started between his forehead and nose. Sweating, his cheeks turned red, and his eyes were full of green lights like hungry wolves. Lao Gao squatted in his heart, knowing he was hit.

His left hand holding his nose was his only remaining arm, but he resolutely put it down and quickly snatched the snail powder in front of Lao Zheng, moved it in front of him, picked up the fork, and fished a large piece inside. White bamboo shoots.

Put it in your mouth with a click.

He had already changed his face from the smell of ‘unique’, and stopped in an instant.

The white bamboo shoots are crispy, soaked in the multiple flavors of the soup, sour and spicy, and it's really fragrant when you eat it in your mouth!

Marshal Lear looked at the two old comrades in front of him, you spit me a bite, and felt that these two people were simply insane.

He was skeptical, and stretched his fork over.

But soon, Lao Gao Lao Zheng snapped at the same time, the two forks and the Raptors wobbled their tails, and the old marshal's fork was afraid of flying.

"Lao Li, this is very smelly, you must not eat it, what can you do if it is poisoned?"

"Yes, there are 100,000 people waiting for your command in the entire military headquarters of the Eastern District! You can't fall down! This kind of poisonous food can only be wiped out by the old guys like us who have nothing to do!"

The two of them didn’t even open their masks, didn’t pinch their noses, and didn’t dislike the overwhelming odor when they were talking, and quickly stuffed the contents of the bowl into their mouths. The red oil in that mouth made people unable to look directly at it. Up.

What a ghost!

Master Marshal still doesn't understand.

He took out two more forks from the space station again, and they opened their bows from left to right and stab them into the bowl together!

One flicked off Lao Zheng Lao Gao's fork, and the other was a yellow ball in the middle of the soup. He threw it into his mouth with a thunder and thunder, and bit down boldly.

Puff... an embarrassing voice!

The soup in the soft **** splashed out.

If Liu Weiwei is on the scene, she will definitely explain it patiently. This is the oily fruit substitute that she found after a lot of effort and searched most of the star network, that is, oily tofu.

This oily tofu is the second one she personally loves in a bowl of snail noodles. Apart from the sour and crunchy bamboo shoots, she loves the splashing taste of the soup.

The essence of the whole bowl of soup is absorbed in this oily tofu.

It seems inconspicuous, but it has nothing to do with it.

The marshal only ate one ball, and the whole person was taken aback.

He opened his mask, his face changed, and the airflow in the garden was still quite sultry!

However, in this strong peculiar smell, the ultimate taste that stimulates people's appetite is hidden!

This circumfluence and rise is nothing short of a miracle.

This kind of strong contrast stimulated the sense of taste even more. The fork in his hand was involuntarily crossed into the bowl again, and he couldn't stop it at all!

When the bowl of fans was quickly resolved, the three of them lay unconsciously on the chairs, motionless.

At this moment, there is no need for any words or communication.

As long as one eye meets each other, you can understand each other's mind: I want to have another big bowl~

…

At this moment, Li Sanpang cherished the elastic, hot and sour Liangpi, and immediately placed another order.

This time, he asked for 30 portions of Liangpi, which is suitable for eating in hot weather, 30 portions of spicy tofu that he hadn't eaten so desperately, and 10 portions each of the new products that the girl said.

He was humming a little song, and he was in a good mood after eating, and he was fine when he was idle, so he logged on to the star network.

He first went to the girl's booth and took a look, and found that the person was not there, so he wandered around the street casually to eliminate the food accumulated at night.

When he was bored, he didn't want to go back to quarrel with the old man at home, so he went to his virtual villa on the star network.

He took a fancy to the small garden villa and showed it to his old man.

The old man has a high position, but his salary is mediocre. In the end, they only paid half of the money to buy it.

The room is divided into half and the garden is divided into half.

Li Sanpang likes the small garden very much. Lying on the chair, the simulated night breeze blowing on the star net, and the ever beautiful rose flowers are perfect for the eye.

Thinking of this comfortable picture, his pace sped up a bit. There were still three empty boxes in his space station, namely curry rice, mapo tofu, and lunch boxes left after eating Liangpi.

He would go back and put them in the storage cabinet beside his bed as a collection.

Excellent food requires a memory.

There used to be a lot of empty bottles of nutritional supplements. As soon as he saw it, he could remember the amazing memories of the first time he drank it, and the next time he bought it, he would not forget which flavor he liked, which manufacturer and batch, no As for the wrong purchase next time.

This has become his habit.

Li Sanpang quickly walked into the path, and you could see the beautiful garden of his villa from a distance.

"Huh?" But his nose wrinkled quickly and looked, "Who throws trash in front of my house?"

"It's so stinky! Damn, which idiot is so wicked? Is there a mistake? You have to litter on the star network. This is a bad thing wearing a vest!"

Li Sanpang looked around, but didn't see the suspicious person, so he could only speed up his pace.

As soon as he walked into the door, he smelled a stronger smell.

It's almost as if someone came to the house to make trouble.

what's the situation?

He collapsed and walked into the house, but even the house had a strong weird smell!

Li Sanpang immediately called the robot.

"On the 3rd, report to the Internet police immediately. Someone is polluting the air at our door!"

"Wait, you spray perfume quickly! In the room, in the garden, and at the door, you must spray it! After spraying, go to the police!"

Before the robot No. 3 could tell him that it had sprayed it again, Li Sanpang had hurried into his room.

And not long after he entered, a wailing came out immediately!

"Oh, my chicken bones... all the special ones are stinky! My thirteen years of collection... all over! All the special ones are over!"

"Who did it... I never finished with him!"

On the other side, Liu Weiwei received new news.

[Li Sanpang: Jianghu help! Ten more pancakes, tofu brain, grilled chicken wings (ㄒoㄒ)]

This tone is also inexplicably sad.

The author has something to say: the stronger the mental power, the sharper the sense of smell, and they will collapse.

Of course, the snail noodles in reality are not that smelly. Several of my friends like to eat shrimps and shrimps~ Eat a serving, and everything is gone~~