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Of course, Annan didn't care about this, and he wasn't going to tell the ignorant Xilin about these adults.

So he looked at Sirin, who was looking around curiously in these buildings, and said with a chuckle.

"Little girl, there is good news and bad news..."

"The good news is that there is indeed something to eat here, the bad news is that there is a high probability that there are only potatoes here."

As we all know, digging potatoes in Siberia is a tradition that existed in Tsarist Russia.

You can definitely find potatoes in any labor camp in Siberia.

"How about it? Are you going to have only potatoes for dinner? Or are we going to the city for a good meal now?"

Annan kicked away a snowdrift, pulled out a few potato eggs from the ground, and shook it at Xilin.

Although the former Soviet Union ended the gulag labor camps in 1960, these planted potatoes have been multiplying and growing well.

"Well... potatoes actually taste good..."

Xi Lin said without mind, mainly because in Xi Lin's eyes, even if she went to the city, she would probably eat potatoes.

Since the period of Catherine II, potatoes were popularized in Russia, and then because they are easy to grow and fill their stomachs, potatoes have naturally become the staple food on the Russian table, and the price is stable and rarely rises.

"OK then."

Annan weighed the potatoes in his hand and rolled up his sleeves like a super chef.

"Tonight, let's have a potato dinner for the two of us! Let me show you a hand!"

"Mmm~☆!"

Xilin nodded, looking at Annan's golden eyes sparkling.

Camping and cooking in the icy and snowy wilderness, full of adventure and novelty of exploration, make the little girl look forward to the next cookout.

however……

The confident Annan obviously forgot that his cooking skills were originally only the level of a single man.

Moreover, now that Tiamat has taken over the cooking power and kept feeding him with gourmet food, whether Annan's cooking skills can still eat people is a question now.

Chapter 250 Five Feeding Play

Siberian snowfields at night.

The girl with golden eyes tucked her knees and squatted on the ground, like a cute purple-haired ball, staring earnestly at the vibrant orange bonfire.

"High-end ingredients often only require the most simple cooking methods, especially simple ingredients."

Annan sat cross-legged beside Xilin and taught her the secret of cooking to Xilin.

"Just like potatoes, you just need to master the heat and simply bake them to make them delicious."

Like a super chef holding a spatula, he held a branch in his hand to stir the fire, allowing the air to circulate in to make the fire more vigorous.

The raging flames illuminated Annan's face, his eyes were extremely focused, and the few potatoes lying on the fire seemed to be his everything.

crackling—

As if to hear the sound of the potato skin cracking and cracking, Annan's eyes lit up, and he stabbed the branch in his hand forward, and flew the potato, which was still stained with a little flame, into his hand.

"I think, this should be familiar."

Annan took a breath and blew out the sparks on the potato skin, and then spread it out to Xilin to show it.

"Little girl, don't look at the dark and ugly skin. In fact, just like the beggar chicken, break the black and carbonized layer on the outside, and the cooked potato starch inside will be very soft and glutinous."

Annan said very confidently, tapping his fingers on the potato shell.

The shell that was dehydrated and carbonized at high temperature spread out numerous cracks, turned into rustling black ash and fell, and a smoke wafted out from the inside along with the coke fragrance.

"Haha, it smells burnt, but that's what makes baked potatoes delicious."

Annan said without any hesitation, although the baked potato did not burst out with a few golden lights, he thought that he still had a perfect control of the heat.

Thinking that he was also an exquisite single noble before he was raised by Tiamat, it is not a problem to cook a few side dishes.

Even if the cooking skills are regressed, is it possible to roast a whole potato into coke?

With this thought in mind, Annan peeled off the charred shell layer by layer, until finally his hands were full of toner, but the expected roasted potato cubes were nowhere to be seen.

No, in EQ parlance, it's just overcooked potatoes!

"It's not a big problem, Xilin, now I'll teach you the correct use of the power of imaginary numbers."

Annan showed his determination that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged in time. There was no embarrassment on his face, as if everything was expected.

"Imaginary numbers are not only related to space, but are also closely related to time. We can use the power of imaginary numbers to interfere with the time axis and reverse time in a small range."

Under Xi Lin's curious eyes, Annan directly reversed the time of the coke potatoes to the moment they were just cooked.

The freshly roasted potatoes are still steaming and have a fragrance similar to french fries. The taste is crispy, soft and delicious. A bite of roasted potatoes in winter is really crispy.

"Some people say that the most suitable ability for a chef is the flame, because only in this way can the chef master the best heat."

"But I want to tell you, as long as you master imaginary numbers and time, what about the heat?"

Annan held the perfectly cooked baked potato in his hand, and looked like Chunchun taught him, perfectly fooling the failure of cooking just now.

What a failure, nonsense.

This was obviously a textbook that he deliberately missed in order to demonstrate to Xi Lin how to use the power of imaginary numbers.

"How is it, Xiao Xilin, have you learned?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't learn, I'll show you a few more demonstrations."

Annan stretched out his hand to pick out a few potatoes left in the fire that were also coke, and performed time reversal one by one in a dazzling manner, winning Xi Lin's adoring star eyes.

well.

The little girl was successfully distracted, not realizing that Annan stole a change of concept, and the failure of cooking instead established a greater image.

What is wit (tactical leaning back)? !

As expected of Annan, he could turn defeat into victory so easily and turn everything around!

"Come here, it doesn't matter if you can learn it in a while. Eat the potatoes while they're hot."

Turning all the scorched potatoes into cooked potatoes, Annan smiled and peeled off the skin that was still a little hot, and handed it to Xilin.

"Ah..."

Xilin closed her eyes and smelled the aroma of the potatoes, then she didn't pick it up, she just lowered her head and took a bite, looking like a little hamster being fed.

"You little girl... don't worry, it's hot, eat slowly."

Annan was a little helpless. Out of doting on the girl, he had no choice but to continue holding the potatoes, breaking them off piece by piece and feeding them to Xilin.

It's like taking care of children, anyway, watching the girl eat food with bulging cheeks, that scene is quite cute...

Wait, Tiamat usually likes to feed him, is that the same feeling? !

Thinking of this, Annan, who had a relaxed expression and a gentle face, shuddered violently, realizing that something was wrong.

Although as the saying goes, the old mother of the fifth-year women's competition... It is also very comfortable to be taken care of by Tiamat with maternal love, but it is still a little uncomfortable.

If it continues like this, his majesty as the head of the family will not be reflected!

It's just that Annan doesn't know that his body is now lying flat on the bed, and he has given up the idea of ​​revival.

If you want to revive the glory, at some point you have to pay the price of your waist!

And Annan's waist has long been overwhelmed, and he even has to walk against the wall every day when he gets up, alas...

No one understands the pain of an adult man handing over public food, Xiongfeng...let's forget it.

However, Annan next to Xilin was just a conscious clone, and he didn't know the pain of the main body, so he just thought about it and re-entered the feeding of Xilin.

"Umm... so delicious!"

Xi Lin ate with a round face and said inarticulately, her lovely golden eyes sparkling.

The roasted potatoes are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and the buttery aroma wraps the potato starch, which improves the dry texture of the roasted food, and the rosemary, black pepper and kosher salt sprinkled on the outside are slightly The spicy and salty spices give the baked potatoes a richer flavor, turn into an aroma bomb to stimulate the taste buds, and bring a touch of sophistication to the rough cooking method of barbecue.

"Haha, as long as you like it."

Seeing Xi Lin's happy appearance, Annan's eyebrows also stretched out in satisfaction, with a smile on his face.

He found these seasonings for cooking potatoes from his storage space. It wasn't that Xilin proposed to have a picnic. He almost forgot that there were still these in the space.

Speaking of which, the last time he used these spices was when he was cooking for Tiamat not long after he met Tiamat!

"Ha... I suddenly feel a little nostalgic..."

Looking up at the clear starry sky on the snowy field, the past seemed to be vivid in my mind, but looking down at Xilin who was feasting next to me, a feeling of right and wrong came to my mind.

Why do I suddenly have the illusion that my family has a young girl growing up, but I am old?

Annan shook his head vigorously, not knowing whether to laugh or cry to suppress this feeling, and he felt like he was going to commit a literary disease if he continued to feel it.

Chapter 250 Six People live for peace of mind!

"Well eaten, burp—"

Under the night sky in the snow garden, Si Lin, who was sitting beside the bonfire, burped uncontrollably, and then her cheeks became flushed, and she shrank her head in embarrassment.

This made Annan laugh jokingly, reaching out and rubbing Xilin's hair.

"How is it, little girl, how is this meal tonight?"

"Well, this is the best meal Xilin has eaten in recent years."

Xilin nodded earnestly, there was still a hint of aftertaste on her pretty face, she subconsciously stretched out her pink tongue and licked her lips.

This cute appearance made Annan smile even more, and there was a kindness similar to Tiamat's in his eyes... In other words, the nominal father of all things brought a touch of fatherly love to Xilin.

It is worth mentioning that……

When he met Ishtar and Ereshkigal, Annan didn't have much fatherly affection for the two children who should be called his father.

The main reason is that Ishtar and Ereshkigal are not too young, and Ishtar's living treasure really doesn't want people to admit that it is a daughter.

As for Ereshkigal, this girl has grown up and is the goddess of the underworld who can take over the underworld after his death. What she needs is recognition rather than fatherly love.