Now that his nose has improved, can he make a curry that is more suitable for everyone's taste?

Like the islanders, the people of Dayuan Island are also very fond of eating curry rice.

There are many large and small shops.

After stir-frying the coffee-colored curry flour, Lin Musen added the seafood first, then the curry batter, and then stirred.

A pot of curry rice is fragrant and fragrant.

"Where's the rice? Is it cooked?" Dong Wu automatically came to the electric pot (rice cooker) and wanted to open the lid of the electric pot to see how the rice was cooked.

The aroma of the curry was so strong that it made his index finger move.

Lin Musen slapped Dong Wu's hand away and said:

"You're still going to be a restaurant owner, don't you know if the rice will be stuffy for fifteen minutes before it will be fragrant after the electric pot jumps?"

Dong Wu was like a haba enough, his saliva was about to flow out, and the fragrance made the gluttonous worms in his stomach can't help but crawl out.

"Meow"

It seems that it is not only Dong Wu who has worms in his stomach, the kitten Zhuangzhuang has brought his current food bowl in his mouth, pushed it to Lin Musen's feet, and reminded him with a voice not to forget the kitten's strong rice.

Lin Musen squatted down, lifted the kitten up in a feat, looked at the eye, and asked, "Can you really eat solid food?" I'll give you a little bit, if you have a stomach problem after eating, don't eat it again." ”

Lin Musen didn't know if the kitten could understand, so he scooped half a spoonful of curry and put it in the kitten's pot.

The kitten Zhuang Zhuang sniffed it and immediately said that the taste was too strong, and you should have food to match, Daddy.

Kitten Zhuang Zhuang is a smart cat, and immediately found the second hot spot in the kitchen, which is where the electric pot is located.

"Meow" to Lin Musen again, indicating that he wants to add rice.

Lin Musen looked at the kitten's strong gaze, quite surprised, and didn't care that the fifteen minutes had not yet arrived, he directly opened the rice pot, dug up the rice, and put it in the kitten's strong pot.

Originally, Lin Musen wanted to focus on seeing if the kitten was really able to eat, but Dong Wuhu pounced, then opened the lid of the electric cooker, put it in his hand, picked up a white plastic rice spoon and a plate and added rice to it.

By the way, I took a spatula, shoveled a spoonful of fragrant curry sauce, and poured it over the rice.

I picked up the spoon and took a bite of it, and ate it in my stomach. The expression is enjoyable.

"Go to the restaurant to eat, don't be in the kitchen. ”

After eating two bites and satisfying his appetite a little, Dong Wucai accused Lin Musen and said, "Wood, you are heavy on cats and light on people." ”

"Well, if you don't have the best meal, blame me. Lin Musen found that he had no way to defend himself.

He's really a cat-heavy.

When he was digging for the cat, he didn't expect that it would be more delicious after fifteen minutes. He only cares about whether the kitten is strong or not.

The kitten is strong and very well-behaved, and when it has achieved its goal, it goes out with its mouth on its rice bowl.

"You see, cats know to eat in a fixed place, so you don't pick a place. ”

"Okay, you can get all the curry and rice to the restaurant! Dong Wu took his plate, ate as he walked, and walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Musen found a big bowl, put the curry sauce in, and came out with the rice pot in the electric pot.

Anyway, in his opinion, these curries will be eaten quickly, and there is no need to bother to keep them warm.

Sure enough, by the time it was time to reach the table, Dong Wu had already finished eating a plate of curry.

"You're a pig, you've already eaten egg fried rice in Fucheng, and you can still eat so much curry rice. ”

"You know, I'm a martial arts practitioner, and no amount of food is enough to digest. Eat too much, play a few sets of punches, and you'll be fine. ”

Dong Wu said proudly, and by the way, he made the movements of Mr. Bodybuilder and mobilized the muscles of his shoulders with force.

The weather was very hot, Lin Musen did not have a strong habit of turning on the air conditioner at home, and by June, the temperature had been hovering at 30 degrees, and Lin Musen only turned on the air conditioner to maintain the temperature at 26 degrees.

As for the air-conditioning bill, he is not short of this money now.

In the past, he would only turn on the air conditioner before going to bed, but now he keeps it at this temperature in the room.

Dong Wu is obviously a master who is afraid of heat, and as soon as he arrived in Zuozhen, he only took off a sweatshirt.

As for the shirt and tie used to meet people, he had long been casually thrown in the car, emitting a smoky smell.

No one's sweat is fragrant, even a girl's sweat is smelly.

"Eat as you eat, and don't fiddle with your stinky hands. Now it is popular to be a beautiful man, not a muscular man. ”

"It turns out that you like to be a beautiful man, no wonder your skin has become whiter and whiter recently, your skin is getting more and more delicate, and your appearance has a tendency to be anti-old and young, so people can't see that you are a person who often runs in the mountains. ”

"You want to say that I read with a pale face and loose muscles?"

"No, your whiteness is not white and blue, but the kind of white that emits porcelain light. ”

Dong Wu stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Musen's face, sighed, looked at no one around, and asked in his ear: "Have you not shaved for a long time? Are you taking female hormones?

Lin Musen pulled Dong Wu's stinky hand away, punched him the shoulder by the way, and touched his chin, only then did he realize that he hadn't shaved much recently, and he hadn't looked in the mirror much.

He went out with a casual comb of his hair, and he didn't meet many people who needed a serious suit and tie anyway.

Isn't it normal for men not to care much about their appearance?

Dong Wu has never been in the habit of being beaten, he has developed the habit of automatically dodging and counterattacking when danger comes.

Fortunately, he suppressed the urge to fight back, otherwise he would have staged an all-martial arts.

Lin Musen thought for a while, and by the way, he took a closer look at the changes on Dong Wu's body, and said: "I just use more special water, and the concentration is relatively high, so it has the effect of beauty and beauty, you look at that mirror to see yourself, and then talk about me." ”

Lin Musen will not be less killed, the effect on his body is not drunk, but the effect of the aura pot itself.

Anyway, he will drink more water in the future, and push all the reactions on his body to the water.

As for those who wanted to take water from him, he said at most that he had shifted the core of the spring.

Although this is the age of science, there are too many things that cannot be explained from a scientific point of view.

Even in this day and age, there are not a few scientists who have devout beliefs.

The more astute the scientist, the more religious he is, and the more likely he is to become an atheist.

The more he delves in, the more puzzles he can't solve.

Lin Musen is not a scientist, but like Confucius, he adopts the same attitude: "The son is silent, and the power is chaotic." ”

Thanks to Zheng Jiaerlang and Kaohsiung Congo for their rewards