At least Lu Jinxiu, who came back from taking a shower, was amazed.

"This flower is very beautiful."

"It's not just beautiful, it's delicious."

took a begonia crisp and fed it to his mouth, and said with a smile, "Taste it." ”

Lu Jinxiu didn't have any excuses, so he opened his mouth and ate it.

The delicate and small begonia crisp is just one bite at a time, and when you bite down with your teeth, the layers of dense puff pastry click, which is the crispy sound of delicious cracking.

The tight but light puff pastry, as soon as it is stained with saliva, immediately dissolves without a trace, and it is a real melt-in-your-mouth without any lumps that affect the taste.

The flavor of the bean paste filling is thick and sweet, the filling is very delicate, there is not the slightest graininess in the mouth, there is only light and soft.

Sweet and soft, the pleasure of the senses is magnified to the extreme between the chewing of the lips and teeth.

A begonia was crispy, and Lu Jinxiu was satisfied, "This is better than those Western-style desserts you made." ”

It is more suitable for his taste, the taste will not be too thick and sweet, but just the right amount of fragrance but not vulgar, sweet but not greasy.

In short, he smiled, "Like? ”

"I like it!"

Lu Jinxiu nodded, and said with crooked eyebrows, "I like everything my wife does." ”

She didn't believe it.

People have taste preferences, and if you don't like it, you don't like it, it doesn't matter who makes it, and you can't deceive people.

At least the man in her family has several foods that he doesn't like to eat.

However, since he had said all that, she had to tease him.

Jian Yan, who had a bad taste, said with a smile, "Then I'll make you a bitter gourd stuffing, okay?" ”

Lu Jinxiu, "···"

The smile on Lu Jinxiu's face froze, he wanted to refuse, he wanted to say that he didn't like bitter gourd stuffing, even if the bitter gourd stuffed she made was not bitter, and the texture and taste were pretty good, he still didn't like to eat it.

However, looking at Jian Yan's eyes that were smiling as if there were stars twinkling, he sighed with a bitter face.

Looking at his unspeakable appearance, he burst out laughing.

"Okay, I won't tease you."

Pointing to the begonia crisp in the tray, she advised, "You seal these and put them in the incubator, and I'll fry more for you to eat as snacks." ”

"Good!"

As long as you don't make bitter gourd stuffed for him to eat, let him do anything.

Leaving with the tray quickly, Lu Jinxiu took a decomposable edible grade sealed bag from the locker and sealed the five bags of begonia crisp, and then put it in the incubator.

The two worked together, Jian Yan stood in front of the stove to fry the begonia cake, and Lu Jin repaired it.

Half an hour later, except for the dozen or so begonia cakes to be eaten for dinner, the rest were sealed and sent to the incubator.

At this time, the broth in the pot had been stewed, Jian Yan took out the ingredients that had been prepared a long time ago and began to fry the base, Lu Jinxiu was not idle, he checked the ingredients of the hot pot, felt that it was not enough to eat, and ran to the fresh-keeping cabinet to pick out a few ingredients to wash and cut.

Someone's cooking is a black hole, but washing vegetables is a technical stream.

The knife is super slippery, and the ingredients cut out are consistent in thickness and thickness, no worse than in a nutshell.

When the hot pot ingredients were ready, someone who had washed and cut them came over and brought the pot to the small restaurant.

The restaurant is so small that it can fit a table and two chairs, but the restaurant has no door, and it is next to the aisle, and the shelves for the ingredients can be placed in the aisle.

Scooped up some of her favorite food for Jian Yan and put it in a bowl, Lu Jinxiu nodded while eating, "This yellow throat is good, delicious." ”