Chapter 527: Very Hurt
Because I didn't grasp the heat when cooking the noodles, the noodles were too soft, and they broke like threads before they could be fried.
Then the water droplets in the pot did not wait for drying to put the oil, and the hot oil suddenly crackled when it met the water, and the oil stars splashed wildly, and An Ran was so frightened that he suddenly jumped 800 meters away from the stove, carrying a spatula across the mountains and mountains.
The kitchen door was closed, and the smoke inside was so smoky that she choked on her tears, and she remembered that she had just forgotten to turn on the smoke machine when she was just chatting.
I hurriedly turned on the smoke machine, and when the smoke finally decreased, the noodles in the pot were already mushy.
In short, after this tossing and turning with punches and kicks, the effect of what is made is very "strange".
Gu Liangchen sat in the living room with a frown for a while, then moved to the dining room, browsing financial news on his mobile phone, and watching the woman have a "human face battle" with a pot of fried noodles inside through the frosted glass door. ”
Twenty minutes passed, and seeing that the woman hadn't come out yet, he couldn't help but put away his phone and was about to go to the kitchen to have a look, when someone finally opened the kitchen door with a pyrotechnic brush.
It's not a beautiful description in prose, it's real fireworks, and the thick smell of smoke and fire rushed towards the door, choking Gu Liangchen almost coughing.
He immediately got up and pulled the woman out, then went to open all the windows in the kitchen, and then came out and closed the kitchen door tightly, before he asked with concern, "Why did you get such a big smoke, and it didn't choke you?" ”
An Ran rubbed his red eyes, and tried to squeeze out a smile, "It's okay, I forgot to turn on the exhaust before." ”
Gu Liangchen took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her eyes, and when she looked down and saw a large black mass on the plate, her expression was instantly blank, close to facial paralysis.
At this moment, he really wanted to ask,
Mrs. Gu, are you trying to murder your husband?
What the hell is this mess, slimy, black, and crushed into a mess, and it smells weird?
But looking at the woman's embarrassed little appearance, the words turned around twice, and swallowed back silently.
He coughed lightly and asked as tactfully as possible, "What are you...... Fried noodles? ”
An Ran also stared at the plate he made that he couldn't see what it was, and forced on the residual self-esteem, and said cheekily, "Fried noodles with vegetables and eggs." ”
Gu Liangchen, "......"
The greens were green, the eggs were yellow, and the noodles were white, but all he saw was a lump of black.
An Ran wanted to ask why you didn't express some opinions, but after thinking about it, she couldn't give this advice.
So the two were silent for a long time in front of a plate of fried noodles, and finally An Ran was amused by this atmosphere that was almost silent.
Gu Liangchen had endured it for a while, for fear of hurting her self-esteem, so he held back until now, and when he saw her smile first, he didn't hold it anymore.
Laughing and pointing to the plate, he said, "I thought you thought I didn't do well enough last night, so you wanted to poison me and find another good one." ”
"Shut up! I put my heart into it, but I mistook the soy sauce for the soy sauce, and I blamed my sister-in-law, why did I buy a brand, the trademarks are exactly the same, which makes it difficult to distinguish. After saying this, she even felt weak in her heart, if she didn't talk about WeChat when cooking, wouldn't she be so miserable if she was single-minded?
"Well, I'll tell Sister-in-law Qi when I go back, next time I buy a separate brand of soy sauce, it's best to have a red and a wisp of the trademark, so as not to make our Chef Lu unable to distinguish it."
An Ran glared at him with his eyes, "If you dare to tell me about today's fried noodles, I'll be anxious with you." ”
"If I keep it a secret, wouldn't I have to eat this?"
Enron, "......"
It hurts.