552: C552 Forget It Don't Force Yourself

C552 Forget It Don't Force Yourself

Chen Yinyin put on her apron and placed all the fresh vegetables and spinal meat on the table.

"Hmm. . . Let me see, which one should I make first?"

She thought for a long time and did not decide where to start. She looked at Mrs Zhang for help and wanted her to give some suggestions.

Mrs Zhang looked and said, "How about starting from the chives and fried eggs. This dish is very simple. "

Chen Yinyin nodded.

Starting from the simplest, that would be the best. Let her take things one step at a time.

However. . .

When she truly started, only then did she know that the simplest dishes were also complicated enough for her.

When she hit the first egg, the eggshell broke into pieces and fell into the bowl. It was too troublesome to pick them out bit by bit, so she had to pick another one.

When she hit the second egg, her hand slipped and the egg yolk and egg white were all scattered outside the bowl. The egg shell was firmly in her hand.

She simply wanted to cry but had no tears.

The third one. . . It was barely possible, although there was still a little broken egg shell inside. . .

She followed Mrs Zhang's instructions and mixed the egg yolk and egg white in the bowl evenly. She added some salt and then went to deal with the chives.

This was very simple. She just needed to wash them clean and cut them into smaller pieces.

She immediately had confidence.

However. . . The moment she put the pot into the pot, oil splashed in all directions. She was so scared that she quickly took a step back.

"Mrs Zhang, Mrs Zhang! What's going on?"

Mrs Zhang quickly went forward and turned off the fire. The oil star immediately became smaller.

She smiled and said, "This is normal. Because the chives have just been washed and there is water on top, the temperature of the oil in the pot is too high and it is easy to splash. Turn off the fire a little smaller and it will be fine. "

Chen Yinyin let out a sigh of relief and took the spatula from Mrs Zhang's hands and began to stir-fry.

Finally. . . There were originally quite a lot of chives and eggs but many of them were flipped out of the pot during the process of stir-frying. There was also some water and it looked like it was only enough for one person.

Chen Yinyin looked at her first "achievement" in defeat and was somewhat depressed.

Mrs Zhang comforted. "It's fine, it's fine. Madam, this is the first time it has been done like this. It is already very good. "

"Mrs Zhang, don't console me. . . "

"Madam, don't be discouraged. There's still another dish. Come, let's continue. "

Chen Yinyin somewhat wanted to give up, but when she thought about how she excitedly wanted Mrs Zhang to teach her before, and now that she backed away because of a small setback, it really did not look good.

"Okay, let's continue. "

Next, Mapo Tofu.

It was still going smoothly, and she didn't suffer any setbacks. Her appearance didn't look bad either, and she gradually regained some confidence.

The third one, fried in the middle of the ridge.

This one was really a bit. . . Difficult.

He repeated it several times. It wasn't that he wasn't cooked, but that he was too old. Otherwise, he would have directly turned into charcoal.

It seemed that the remaining portion was only enough to make the last one. . .

"Mrs Zhang, why don't you help me with this dish. . . "

Before she finished speaking, she shook her head and said, "No, no, no. It is my gratitude to him that makes me appear sincere. Mrs Zhang, I will do it myself. "

Finally, it was done. The three dishes looked not bad and smelled quite good. It should be suitable for his taste, right?

The last soup was done!

Three dishes and one soup. Yes, even she admired herself!

She wondered what Feng Zhuo's expression would be when he returned. He will definitely be pleasantly surprised.

. . .

Not long after the dishes were prepared, Feng Zhuo returned.

Mrs Zhang saw and smiled, "Sir and Madam, could it be that you have the heart to sense it? Madam just finished and Sir came back. "

"What are you doing?"

Feng Zhuo had a puzzled look on his face. He handed the coat he took off to Mrs Zhang and walked to the living room. He saw Chen Yinyin sitting on the sofa, seemingly expecting something.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Yinyin turned to look at him and said, "Um. . . At the dining table. . . "

"The dining table? What is it?"

Feng Zhuo asked and headed towards the restaurant.

Speaking of which, he smelled a burst of smoke and smoke as soon as he entered, as if he had just finished cooking.

There were three dishes and a soup placed on the dining table. The dishes seemed to have taken some effort to decorate, and the appearance was not bad either.

Mrs Zhang never took so many forms when cooking. In addition to a certain someone's eager look just now, it was not hard to guess who made it.

"You are quite leisurely. "

When Chen Yinyin heard this, she was a little unhappy.

"What do you mean idle? This is specially made by me to thank you. Don't be picky. You must finish eating!"

Feng Zhuo could not help but laugh. "It's the first time I've heard of someone making 'gifts' for others and asking them to eat it all up. You're too overbearing, aren't you?"

"I'm being overbearing!"

Chen Yinyin's gaze landed on his three dishes and one soup and urged, "Quickly eat it. It will cool down in a while. "

Feng Zhuo sat by the table and picked up the chopsticks. Under her eager gaze, he picked up the chives and fried eggs and put them into his mouth.

The moment it entered his mouth, his expression changed slightly. He endured it and forcefully swallowed it, pretending that nothing had happened.

It was rare for her to be so eager to cook for him. Perhaps the fried egg with chives had failed, so he could try the Mapo Tofu.

When the tofu entered his mouth, the tip of his tongue was instantly numbed by the sourness of the pepper.0

How much pepper powder did she put in?

"You. . . "

He put down his chopsticks and stared at her, his expression not good.

"Have you tried it after it's done?"

Chen Yinyin shook her head and asked back, "What is it? Is the taste very strange?"

She took another pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu and put it into her mouth. In the next second, she immediately rushed into the kitchen and poured a cup of water to rinse her mouth.

A minute later, she came out with a red face and was extremely embarrassed.

"I. . . It's my first time cooking. I didn't try to eat it after I finished cooking. Sorry. . . "

According to the usual routine, Feng Zhuo should start mocking her at this time. He could ridicule her, attack her, and scold her.

However, this time, he did not.

"It's fine. "

He waved his hand and tried to fry the inner ridge. It was not burnt or burnt. The fire was just right and the meat was still considered tender and smooth, but. . . It was a little salty.

He put down his chopsticks without changing his expression. He filled a bowl with soup and drank it. He originally planned to rinse his mouth and remove the salty taste in his mouth, but he did not expect that the soup was even salty than the inner ridge meat.

Although he did not want to hurt her self-esteem, he still could not help but say to her, "Chen Yinyin, cooking this kind of activity is not suitable for you. "

"I know. . . "

She sat on the chair dejectedly.

"This is the first time I've properly cooked since young. I originally wanted to treat it as a gift for you, but I didn't expect to almost poison you to death. . . "

Hearing this, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but laugh.

"That's not to the extent of it. It's not like we can't eat this dish with less salt and less seasoning. "

"Forget it, don't force yourself. "

Chen Yinyin gloomily carried the remaining dishes to the outside of the Xiao Hei's kennel and poured them into its food basin.

"The Xiao Hei stuck its head out of the kennel and went to the side of the food basin to sniff. It made a moaning sound as if it had smelled something poisonous.

This time, she was even more defeated.

"Xiao Hei, even you don't think it's delicious?"

"Xiao Hei" wagged its tail, but it didn't touch the food in the basin.

Alright, she understood.

She did not want to try cooking again. All the good food ingredients would be wasted in her hands.

When she returned to the house, there were already two servings of hot noodles on the table.

Feng Zhuo passed the chopsticks to her and said, "There are no more ingredients. We will eat tonight. "

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