Chapter 177: Cooking (1)

Su Yili is on the hot search again.

"Su Yili is strict"

She thinks she's very gentle, can you believe it?

If she hadn't known that the company wasn't that kind, she would have thought it was all bought.

But the truth is that I bought it.

Su Yili has no black material on the whole network, and some of them also admit it openly, and they can't be black at all.

can only retreat to the next best, take the reverse route, and ruin the popularity of passers-by.

Sister Lan took the initiative to ask Ying and wanted to deal with this matter, but Su Yili let it go.

Because Su Yili and the other nine people are all public figures, even this kind of holiday has no chance to go out and play wantonly.

But in order not to let the children get too bored at home, Su's mother decided to throw away the unwritten rule, and every child had to cook a dish for this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

There was no opportunity to practice, so on the first day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qi Mosu, Su Yimu, Su Yimo, and Mu Yiyang, five people with certain cooking ability, led by Su Yili, formed a gourmet five-person group, and handed over the morning practice time to the counterattack five-person group composed of five other people who had no cooking ability at all, led by Luo Ye.

The morning was also very short, and they had to cook lunch, Luo Ye and the five of them confidently booked everyone's lunch, in order not to hit them, Su Yili and the others only began to complain after they left.

"Can they cook good food?"

"I'll see the hanging."

"Or let's do it, I'm afraid this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner will be my nightmare."

"You go and stop them."

Because they were looked down upon by the five of them, the other five were so motivated that the kitchen didn't give them any further or boiled water.

More and more I feel like a nightmare.

When lunch is served,

Everyone praised, "Look at the school"

When he put his mouth down, "You guys are all superficial!" ”

It's either too sweet, too salty, or tasteless, and there is a pot of stuff that looks delicious, but in fact can't be seen at all, I don't know what kind of thing it is.

Su Yiliang's hands trembled after tasting it, and he cast a distressed glance at Qi Mosu behind him.

"Do we have instant noodles?"

"Don't you eat it?"

"I want it now."

Qi Mosu still didn't believe in evil and tasted it, remembering that Su Yili just took a big bite in order to cheer the scene, and laughed uncontrollably, and smiled bitterly.

Looking at their reactions, it greatly aroused the curiosity of the remaining Sanrao, in order to protect themselves to the greatest extent, they ate Lin Hao's chili fried meat, which looked the most reliable and the dishes looked very reliable.

Later, the three of them supported each other up, and Su Yimu was choked and coughed when he spoke, "You tell me, the recipe let... Ahem... You put... The seasoning is... What the? ”

Lin Hao gave him a serious analysis, "30 grams of soy sauce, 50 grams of sesame oil, 75 ml of chicken broth, 75 grams of starch, 5 grams of sesame seeds, and an appropriate amount of salt." ”

This recipe is already very conscientious, just the right amount of salt, "I don't know... Cough... Your right amount... How much? ”

Lin Hao returned to the kitchen, took the salt jar to him, and very honestly restored the appropriate amount to him at that time.

A jar of salt, a disposable paper cup.

He, "I thought about it carefully with Bai An, what about this amount, it's not easy to estimate, Bai An searched for it, how much is the right amount, they are like this, one-third of this cup." ”

When the four people next to him heard him, they also praised him, it was too rigorous!

The five people on the opposite side were sluggish.

The angry Su Yili opened his mouth and came, "It's not that you don't know how to cook, but you have a problem with your brain!" ”