Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

"Well, is it salty?" She likes to eat spicy food, which tastes salty.

Her family, chibao, has lived with her since childhood and has a strong taste.

Later, she lived with Li beijue and found that the man didn't eat spicy, salty and other heavy dishes. The taste is more healthy than her and chibao.

When she was cooking, she put as little salt as possible. She thought the taste was just good, but she didn't know if Li beijue would feel salty.

"No, just right." Li beijue himself likes seafood assortment. Sometimes he orders it in the restaurant outside.

Chi En may not make the best food he has ever eaten, but it's his favorite!

Just at this time, Huo Yi brought out the fish porridge.

Milky fish porridge with a layer of green onion, light from the visual effect has been able to arouse people's appetite. Coupled with the pungent smell of fish porridge, people want to try the taste even more.

"Sir, this is the fish porridge made by the young lady herself. It's been cooked for three hours. Please try it."

Li beijue didn't need to say that he had changed his chopsticks into a spoon. After a try, it was as soft and sticky as he imagined.

He put down his spoon and stared at the nervous little woman waiting for his comment. "Chi En en, did you go to learn to cook without telling me?"

"Poof --" Chi En thought he was going to say something, such as not delicious. As a result, he asked her seriously, "no, I just found the cooking video on the Internet to see how people do it. Follow the steps of others. "

"You really didn't go to learn how to cook without telling me?" He also narrowed his eyes and didn't believe it.

Chi En shook his head. "No. Really not. I want to cook this porridge for my grandfather. What do you think of the taste? If it's delicious, I'll cook one for my grandfather the day after tomorrow. The doctor said that grandfather should eat more soft waxy food, but he seems to prefer western food. The old housekeeper said that he didn't listen to him many times. Next time, I'll take it with me when nono wants to eat. By the way, I'll let my grandfather have a try. If grandfather likes it, I can cook it for him often. "

"So I'm just a eunuch trying dishes for the emperor?"

Chi En was embarrassed and comforted him, "of course not. Although I learned it for my grandfather, I still want you to taste the first finished product."

What he said soothed someone's displeasure.

Li beijue picked up the spoon and took a few more mouthfuls, then slowly said, "the old man's western education since childhood, and his eating habits are all Western-style. I'm not interested in Chinese food. You can add some foie gras to the porridge. He may like it

Foie gras and steak are the most commonly used materials in Western food.

Chi En frowned and tried to make his own porridge. He said in distress, "but the doctor asked my grandfather to eat less cholesterol, and I'm afraid it's not good to give my grandfather goose liver."

"You can put one or two pieces of meaning on it. The old man just likes formalism. If you put two pieces on it, he will feel comfortable. You really think the old man can eat. He just likes to be picky. "

Chi En en, "..."

If grandfather knew he said that, he would beat him with a cane.

"Well, I see. I'll ask the doctor to make two thin foie gras plates for decoration