Chapter 1257: Dark Cuisine World NO.1 Carrying the Handle (5)
The man was obviously very talkative, and when he heard that Jin Qing was going to cook himself, he sat there and said with a hearty smile: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Xiao Lu has actually become a teacher, then I want to try your craftsmanship." ”
As he spoke, the man seemed to have pulled the wound on his body, only to see him holding his stomach and hissing a few times in his mouth, and then raised his head and waved his hand in Jin Qing's direction: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Lu don't worry about uncle, uncle is as strong as a flying machine." ”
His injury was scratched by electromagnetic waves in the universe during the mission.
Although it does not infect others, there is still no specific medicine for the symptoms.
can only let the flesh and skin on his body rot piece by piece...
And this time he said that he was going to the hospital for treatment, in fact, he came to see if there were any good inhibitors developed on the core planet with the most advanced science and technology, which could make him die a few days later and suffer less while alive.
If not, he'll have to spend all his money while he's still alive.
Anyway, he is alone, and even if he doesn't spend this money, there is no one to keep...
Listening to the man's comforting words, Jin Qing: "... Lao Tzu wants to ask you what you eat? "You don't have anything to do with flying machines.
The man was choked by Jin Qing, and then reached out and scratched his head: "Whatever!" "He eats everything.
Jin Qing's face instantly improved, and the man saw her pick up the pen and scratch a few strokes on the order menu: "A serving of fried tomatoes with tomatoes, two thousand yuan, cash, credit card or transaction point." ”
A tomato costs 200 yuan, plus she cooks it herself, so it shouldn't be too expensive to ask for such a price.
The man looked at Jin Qing with a chatter, and subconsciously raised the personal terminal on his wrist and sent it to Jin Qing.
After deducting 2,000 yuan from the man's account, Jin Qing turned around and entered the kitchen with satisfaction.
The man scratched his head in confusion, what the hell is the fried tomatoes, why is the price of the dish twice as expensive as when Lao Lu was here.
Where did Lao Lu and his wife go, why did they let a little girl be in charge, why did he not understand it!
In the kitchen, Jin Qing was throwing two tomatoes into the pot whole, turning them over with a spatula, stir-frying should be similar to barbecue.
After frying it back and forth a few times, he found that the tomato was only a little discolored on the outside, Jin Qing frowned, looked through Lu Yiwei's memory, and found that the tomato needs to be cut into pieces before it is put in the pot.
Feeling that he had found the essence of stir-frying, Jin Qing did not hesitate to shovel down and slapped the two tomatoes in front of him into cakes.
The originally round tomatoes turned into two large lumps, and a burnt smell came out of the pot.
Jin Qing frowned, she seemed to have forgotten to put oil.
Whatever he wanted, Jin Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the oil jar, and when he got to the small half jar of oil into the pot, he just submerged two tomato cakes.
Watching the tomatoes crackle in the oil, Jin Qing nodded with satisfaction, and then raised his hand to pour all the visible seasonings in front of him into the pot...
That's what she does when she barbecues.
The Lu family's condiments were abundant in quantity and variety, so as soon as these things fell down, the tomato cake disappeared in an instant.
Jin Qing could only see the seasonings, which kept gurgling and crackling in the oil pot.
The man was still sitting at the table, quietly lifting his clothes to check the injury on his belly, and sure enough, it was much larger than when he first came in.
The man sighed, waiting until all the skin was rotten, it would spread to the internal organs, and he didn't know how long he would survive.
The man put down his clothes and smiled bitterly: Let's have fun in time.
At this moment, the man suddenly smelled a smell that he couldn't put into words.
The taste is sour and spicy, spicy and fishy, salty and salty, salty and burnt, just smelling it makes men feel the urge to cut their noses off.
The man coughed violently twice and shouted inside: "Girl, the food in your kitchen seems to be burnt." ”
Jin Qing picked up the plate and looked at the two lumps of black charcoal that had just been brought out of the pot: I still need you to say, can Lao Tzu not know that this dish is burnt!
Looking at the black charcoal in his hand, thinking of the 2,000 yuan he had just received, Jin Qing gritted his teeth: no matter what, she had to force the man to eat the food, because she would never refund it!
After making up his mind, Jin Qing was about to go out with the dishes, but found a strange thing.
On these two lumps of charcoal, these dots of black light are jumping.
Jin Qing subconsciously reached out to pick it, but only rubbed the black oil on his hand, and those points of light still stayed in place.
Jin Qing blinked, and simply used his spiritual power to wrap those black spots and take them out.
Sure enough, after this operation, those black spots have completely disappeared without a trace...
Jin Qing was a little clear, it turned out that this was what they called an ingredient impurity.
Then Jin Qing brought her nose to her plate and sniffed it gently: she remembered mentioning on TV that as long as the impurities in the food were removed, the food would become extremely delicious.
As soon as he smelled it, Jin Qing couldn't help retching: It's all a lie on TV, and the smell of these two lumps of charcoal is still the same disgusting.
Jin Qing held his breath and brought the dish to the man's table: "Tomatoes and tomatoes, use slowly." "Eat, eat and you will be young forever.
The man was still looking down and thinking about his next step just now, and after hearing Jin Qing's words, the man subconsciously looked up at the dining table.
Then, the man held his breath, raised his head and looked at Jin Qing who was staring at him suspiciously: "Where's the dish?" He refused to believe that these two pieces of stuff were his lunch.
Jin Qing raised his chin and pointed to the plate: "It's all here, hurry up and eat it, the food will not taste good when it is cold for a while." ”
Man: "..."You can tell it tastes good right now.
Under Jin Qing's urgent staring, the man picked up the chopsticks tangled, plucked up the courage and stretched out to one of the charcoals.
As soon as I picked up the charcoal, I saw some slimy seasoning drawn on it.
The man's throat couldn't help but grunt, and he looked at Jin Qing and swallowed his saliva: Are you sure you won't have a rotten stomach if you eat it!
He was already a man with only half a life left, and he really couldn't withstand any blows.
But looking at Jin Qing's persistent eyes, the man didn't want to hurt Jin Qing's heart, so he gritted his teeth and put the food in his mouth: he wouldn't live long anyway, he didn't believe that this thing could poison him.
You know, he may fight against the radiation of the man.
Not wanting to look at Jin Qing's expectant eyes anymore, let alone seeing what he was about to enter, the man simply closed his eyes and took a bite on the charcoal.
Then there was a "vomit", and the man only felt that the smell was madly stimulating his taste buds.
The man's stomach suddenly turned upside down, and he wanted to vomit out his stomach when he was uncomfortable.