My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

And now, as long as he doesn't study, Li Ziqian thinks everything is fun, including cooking.

"Wait, let me think about it."

Mo Nanbei originally only wanted Li Ziqian to be a safe and stable tool person, but he was afraid that if he was only a tool person, he would lack cooking experience, so he decided to find a way to let Li Ziqian also cook a dish, anyway. There are two pots.

Because the marinated fish needs to be dried, but drying is a time-wasting process, so Mo Nanbei directly put them into the oven and lowered the temperature to prepare them for drying.

After the fish was placed in the oven, Li Ziqian's first task was to cook the rice.

Li Ziqian finally received the order, so he quickly began to fill the rice cooker with rice, and then added water and put it into the rice cooker, plugged it in, and cooked rice.

"Okay, what else am I doing?" Li Ziqian made a set of actions, surprisingly fast.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Mo Nanbei asked.

Because it needs to be based on Li Ziqian's taste and existing ingredients plus Li Ziqian's own technical support to determine what dishes need to be made.

"I want to eat anything."

"for example?"

"Boiled pork slices, squirrel mandarin fish, fried chicken legs, cucumber salad, black chicken soup, braised elbows, scrambled eggs with tomatoes—"

"stop!"

Before Li Ziqian finished speaking, he directly asked Mo Nanbei to stop.

Because none of the above dishes can be achieved except tomatoes.

Either the existing ingredients in the refrigerator do not support it, or it is easy to overturn if it is made for Li Ziqian.

"You can scramble eggs with tomatoes, there are tomatoes and eggs, okay?"

"It's not impossible."

It's just...why do you feel like you've been underestimated?

Having said that, Li Ziqian had no choice but to take out three eggs and two tomatoes from the refrigerator and put them on the cutting board.

At this time, the smoked fish to be made by Mo Nanbei has also been dried and can be taken out and made.

Tomato scrambled eggs is already a piece of cake for Li Ziqian, who has practiced it countless times. As long as the tomatoes are cut well and the eggs are broken up, a plate of brightly colored scrambled eggs with tomatoes will be born in a few minutes.

"Look, this color, this fragrance, it's amazing!" Li Ziqian boasted.

On the north side of Mo Nan, he also began to carry out the following steps of his own sweet and sour smoked fish. He poured oil into the pot. After the oil was about 180 degrees, he began to throw the fish into the pot and fry them. Do not turn the fish meat in the pot first, otherwise the fish meat will disperse.

After the fish was out of the pot, Mo Nanbei began to mix the sweet and sour sauce. After making the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Li Ziqian really felt that he had nothing to do, so he could only stand by and watch what Mo Nanbei did to study, and was worried about being Speaking of getting in the way, I had to stay a little farther from Mo Nanbei.

Mo Nanbei put the onion and **** in the pot and saute until fragrant, then add 1 liter of hot water, 60 grams of soy sauce, 20 grams of oyster sauce, 60 grams of rock sugar, 40 grams of vinegar, 20 grams of cooking wine, and then add pepper, star anise, cinnamon, five spice Powder, boil over high heat and cook for 10 minutes.

"Good guy, add so many things." Li Ziqian, who was watching the play next to him, said.

"You can also be added."

Taking advantage of 10 minutes, the two began to chat.

"If you add my words, you'll have to make a bigger pot. I'm afraid yours won't work." Li Ziqian waved his hand.

"I think it's fine."

"You think it's a fart."

"You are such an ass."

"You're a fart."

"You're worse than a fart."

The topic of chatting between the two gradually became strange.

Mo Nanbei picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of scrambled egg with plum and tomato, and put the egg in his mouth.

"How is it?" Li Ziqian was full of confidence in his cooking skills.

"Ah, it's so salty." Mo Nanbei immediately showed a bitter look.

"Xian? Impossible?" Li Ziqian was shocked, and quickly snatched the chopsticks from Mo Nanbei's hand, and took a bite and put it in his mouth.

When I tasted it, it tasted just right, not salty at all.

"You lied to me!" Li Ziqian put down his chopsticks and said bitterly.

"Hahahaha, it scares you."

"Take your nerves." Li Ziqian laughed along with him.

"Why are you using my chopsticks, I haven't asked you to settle the account, and you are talking about me!"

"You're my girlfriend, I'll just **** use your chopsticks!"

"I see you as an idiot." Mo Nanbei gave Li Ziqian a blank stare.

"Bum, go and see the pot, don't be so busy for a long time and nothing."

Mo Nanbei rolled his eyes again and Li Ziqian had no choice but to turn around to watch the sauce he prepared.

Seeing that the juice was almost finished, Mo Nanbei turned off the fire and took a slotted spoon to get rid of the residue in the pot.

"Hey! Don't move, give it to me." Li Ziqian snatched the slippery spoon from Li Ziqian's hand.

Although he thought Li Ziqian's actions were strange, he still gave Li Ziqian the scoop.

Then it became Li Ziqian who took out the residue in the pot and said, "Okay, can you eat it?"

"No, you have to continue collecting the juice until it becomes thick."

"Okay." Li Ziqian had nothing to say.

Didn't expect to wait for the food to be such a long process.

After the sauce was thick, Mo Nanbei poured the sauce into the plate, then put the long-awaited fish pieces one by one into the sauce, then placed them on the plate, and finally poured the remaining sauce on the fish. On top, sprinkle some chopped green onion, and you're done.

A plate of sweet and sour smoked fish, which was prepared after noon and evening, was finally served on the table.

"Wow~" Li Ziqian's eyes were straight.

Two bowls of white rice are ready, and the meal is ready.

Li Ziqian put a piece of fish into his bowl, took a bite, the sauce was rich and sweet, it was simply beautiful.

"The sweet and sour smoked fish we made together is really delicious!" Li Ziqian said with emotion.

"Who said it was with you?"

"Didn't I help you just now? Isn't that what we both did together?" Li Ziqian was very playful about confusing concepts.

Mo Nanbei was speechless for a while, and then said, "You're just scooping up some leftovers, so I'm too embarrassed to say it!"

If he had known Li Ziqian's intention of scooping up the slag, he would not have let him succeed.

"That can be considered a contribution." Li Ziqian didn't care so much, put a piece of egg into Mo Nanbei's bowl, "Quickly try my craft."

Mo Nanbei did not refuse and ate it, but because the scrambled eggs with tomatoes came out of the pot early, the ones on the surface were already cold, but the ones served by Li Ziqian to Mo Nanbei were still warm.

"It's actually pretty good."

Mo Nanbei has to admit that Li Ziqian still has two brushes about making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Your sweet and sour smoked fish is also good and the portion is generous."

"You... have a good eye."

"You too."