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This time, Lan Fei'er thought a lot, she had to plan the time, and she had to make all the dishes faster and easier. This feast made her try messy for the first time in ancient times, because it was related to Ling'er Baby and her future, and she also wanted to find a clear way through this time, Shell was right, this feast was nothing more than another turning point in life. So she had to be careful and careful. In the end, Lan Fei'er also asked the shell to take a pen and paper and list all the dishes separately, and then put them in the pot in order.

According to the ingredients and some spices, Lan Fei'er cut a large bowl of ginger, garlic, green onions, chili peppers and other other dishes in turn and put them everywhere for later use. Time passed little by little, Lan Fei'er also washed the dishes and ingredients needed for the meat dishes, the shells continued to wash the vegetarian dishes that were finally fried on the tiger stove, and the waves watched the fire and became Lan Fei'er's little helper. I saw that she quickly used her two fat hands to put the three greatly washed pig hands into the boiling water of the eared cauldron without thinking.

Then she watched the hot pot of the tiger stove reach a certain level, and then she added the right amount of oil to it. Then her smart and seductive eyes glanced straight at the boiling of the oil juice in the tiger stove: "Zizi ............", her pink cheeks have been faintly smiling, not at all affected by the outside world and the work is not superior, she seems to listen to the sound of frying in her ears can satisfy her little vanity in her heart, she feels that being able to cook, allowing others to eat the dishes she cooks by herself, is already the happiness she originally wanted to learn to cook.

Lan Fei'er smiled and slowly probed the temperature in the pot with her fat white hand, and then she put the cleaned duck that had been divided into six halves into the hot pot, and then used the clamp to carry the duck while rubbing the duck back and forth on the hot pot with an iron clamp. It wasn't until the surface of each duck was golden brown that she added some of her own special rice wine, soy sauce and water to the tiger stove. That's right, this rice wine is specially made by Lan Fei'er in the past few days and used to deal with the sauce wine used for the big feast.

After the sauce was finished, Lan Fei'er added the prepared sugar to the pot, and finally added shredded ginger, and then let the waves with firewood add fire, so that the flame was maximum, until the heat was too big to let the duck in the pot boil, she covered the lid of the tiger stove to let the waves reduce the heat and cook the duck over medium heat.

This time, the time for the pig's hand in the right ear has also arrived, Lan Fei'er unhurriedly got the pig's hand out, and just when the last pig's hand fell into the wooden basin, the shell suddenly hit Lan Fei'er's back, causing the last pig's hand to fall to the ground in a perfect arc: "It's so heavy, let go, Sister Fei'er." Whew......"

Shell stared at the pig hand on the ground with a guilty face, her feet that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds trembled slightly for half a minute before slowly picking up the pig hand on the ground, and her seductive slap face seemed to be about to hang with rain again: "Fei............ Sister Fei'er, right...... I'm sorry, what should I do......" Shell's head was already low and low, as if waiting for Lan Fei'er's crime to be issued.

Lan Fei'er glanced at the few chickens that the shell had just accidentally brought in, this time, Lan Fei'er no longer had her signature smile on her face, but had a layer of dignified majesty: "Pick it up, wash it." Hurry, hurry!" the last two words were spit out by Lan Fei'er gritting her teeth.