Chapter 0025: Blessing of the God of Cooking

The fat man looked at Lin Haven, then at the ants under his feet, and cried "wow". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You-"

"What's the matter?" Liang Yu stepped forward, "My nephew is amicable to you, don't you listen?"

The fat man's parents can't beat Liang Yu together, his arms are thicker than the fat man's thighs.

Lin Haiwen is still thinking, these two people should not be the second generation of rich, the second generation of power or something, right? By the way, he made up a drama that is not afraid of power. However, it is a bit of a pity that although life is full of reluctance, its mainstream is still ordinary people. The two men muttered, leaving behind a wave of wicked people, and left with the child - or ran away.

"Let's go, go home, goodbye to the teacher. ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Chen. Tong Tong stopped crying at this time, he looked at Lin Haven with super admiration, obviously that kick had completely conquered his little heart. Tong Tong hugged Lin Haiwen's thigh and turned his head to say goodbye to the ponytail teacher.

"Oh, goodbye. "Mr. Ponytail hasn't even reacted yet.

Lin Haven carried Tong Tong to the electric tricycle, jumped on it himself, and Liang Yu started suddenly, "I said that cultural people are amazing, those two things are about to vomit blood." ”

"Uncle, your fists are powerful, and any contradiction must be backed by strength in the end. Do you know? Tongtong, you have to exercise well. ”

Liang Yu took the time to look back, his son was nestled in Lin Haiwen's arms, his eyes were bright, and his little head was crazy, "Don't teach my son badly, my son will go to college in the future." ”

“…… I'll rub it, uncle, you're too realistic. ”

After returning to Liang's house, the uncle spat and said, it was called an immersive scene, the big guy laughed half to death, only Liang Xue complained half-truthfully, "This kid, don't frighten people and children." ”

Tong Tong was arrested by his aunt, he held Lin Haiwen's thigh and refused to move, and finally was whipped a few boards of buttocks, and was dragged away with a pump.

The eyes are still not good, and you need to exercise.

Liang Xue and her aunt were in charge of cooking, and her grandmother was directing beside her, Lin Zuodong and her uncle and uncle were chatting enthusiastically, but in fact, both uncles were reluctant to chat with Lin Zuodong. It's not that I don't like him, it's that it's too annoying to talk to this person. Every time Lin Zuodong came to Liang's house, he went to the countryside to collect style, and he couldn't wait to know any trivial things, which was down-to-earth. So the whole chat is basically a detailed version of the questionnaire.

Who wants to be caught doing an extended version of a questionnaire?

Lin Haven didn't have the consciousness to save his eldest uncle and his second uncle, he still has something to do.

The value of the wicked has accumulated to more than 14,000 points, and before he has time to redeem it, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Valley of the Wicked.

Xiaotianji: "I know astronomy and geography, and I have countless strange treasures, and the seagull bird is the largest, do you want to exchange one or two?"

"Redeem!"

"You have been blessed by the god of cooking, braised chicken rice. ”

Lin Haven looked at this radiant kitchen god and was a little stunned. This thing he once got, playing the game of Valley of the Wicked, players need to make up for their energy through various foods, so it's still very good to exchange it for the blessing of the kitchen god, whether it's the recovery speed or the upper limit of energy. However, generally what he heard about was a strengthened version of steamed buns, steamed buns and the like, until he redeemed it for the blessing of a kitchen god, and it was yellow braised chicken and rice, he knew that the food in the rivers and lakes was so rich.

To say that the blessing of the kitchen god of yellow braised chicken rice is very good in terms of effect, a serving of yellow braised chicken rice, fifteen buns on the top, the first time you eat it, the upper limit of energy is tripled on the basic value. However, this game of cheating did not stop there, because the main ingredient of yellow braised chicken rice, chicken, could not be bought. So much so that he had to catch chickens by himself, think about it, everyone was fighting with swords and rivers and lakes in a graceful manner, but he was running after pheasants, the picture was too touching to watch.

After carefully studying the rules of use, this blessing of the kitchen god can be used by anyone to make them receive the blessing of a certain dish - they make this dish to be better than others.

"It's useless, and you can't sell it, so can you give yourself a specialty dish? But the specialty dish is yellow braised chicken rice, which is not very handy, and it is worse than scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Lin Haven was a little entangled, and finally decided to use this thing on Liang Xue, anyway, she seemed to like cooking.

Lin Haven put away his phone and ran to the edge of the kitchen.

"Oh, you have too much water, put so much water, it's going to boil. ”

"Xue, don't you cook at home? This shredded potato is as thick as a stick, so you tell me to eat this obediently?"

"Pounce out, pounce out, hurry up. ”

Lin Haven's grandmother stood at the door of the kitchen, busier than the two people inside.

"Grandma, Tong Tong seems to be calling you, do you miss grandma? Lin Haiwen heard Tong Tong's voice just now, it should be that his aunt gave him a bath. Grandma's attention to this little grandson is unparalleled, even more than the kitchen where she has fought all her life.

After sending his grandmother away, Lin Haven went into the kitchen and looked at what was delicious.

"Mom, do you feel like you're being saved? ”

Liang Xue let out a sigh, "Every time I come to your grandma's house, don't cook, say I'm lazy, cook, I've been picked by her, I sweat." Sister-in-law, it's not easy for you. ”

The eldest aunt is obviously through the wind and waves, and she doesn't show anything, with a general's demeanor, "It's good to get used to it." ”

Lin Haven approached his mother, a circle of light in his palm lit up, and he gently pressed it on Liang Xue's vest, "Mom, make a yellow stewed chicken at night." ”

"It's all stewed chicken soup, what do you do to stew chicken. ”

"If the child wants to eat, he will make one, there is not much else at home, this chicken is enough. ”

"That's it, aunt, let my mother do it, she just won't. ”

"I won't? Hmph, you wait for me. "Liang Xue really couldn't bear it.

Lin Haven stuck out his tongue, stole a piece of pork liver and put it in his mouth, and slipped out.

Tossed with Tong Tong for more than half an hour, shouted over there to start the meal, the little ghost was already hungry half to death, looked at the kitchen several times, and when he heard the eldest aunt shouting, he stood up after rubbing it, startling Lin Haven.

"Brother, brother, hurry. "He still has a good conscience, and he helped Lin Haven get a position on the side.

A table of big dishes, red meat, yellow stewed chicken, small yellow croaker, all in a large porcelain basin, chicken soup directly with a hot pot in the middle - in the summer, such a table is enough to choke.

"It's so fragrant!" Tong Tong sighed loudly, amusing everyone.

"Which dish is so fragrant? Uncle teased him.

Tong Tong is serious, smelling here, smelling there, and finally fixed on a pot of yellow stewed chicken, "This!"

"Yo," Liang Xue was overjoyed, "Our children have a good nose and vision." ”

The big guys began to put down their chopsticks, and the pot of yellow stewed chicken was visibly reduced to the naked eye - for the Liang family, chicken was not very popular, and today it was unprecedented. Until the end, even the soup was used by Tong Tong for bibimbap.

"Today's yellow stewed chicken tastes so good. ”

"That's my craft. Liang Xue raised her head proudly and looked at Lin Haiwen, "What about a stinky boy, will your mother and I do it?"

Lin Haven held out a thumbs up.

"No, this yellow stewed chicken today is much better than what you made," Lin Zuodong thought about it for a while, "You made this a few days ago, it's not so delicious, Lin Haven, right?"

Dad, don't drag me to death.