Today, John felt inexplicable. was inexplicably locked in, inexplicably someone came to apologize, inexplicably sent a lot of inexplicable things, and then inexplicably left.

I really don't understand you. John put the things into the space, shaking his head and thinking about the doorway here: There are still people who force you to accept gifts, and people who are not happy if you don't accept them? nobles~ John finally sighed helplessly, although he was a prince at the beginning, but because he was the predetermined fire bearer, the so-called imperial heart technique that would be taught in the royal family naturally did not have his own share, so he did not understand the doorway.

Forget it, these things are not something that he can understand now, John decided to just ask Ter or Ann to pour these parts of the knowledge into his head if he has time, why bother with so much energy to worry about it? Thinking like this, John scooped up the potatoes, drained them, and saw that the oil in the pot next to him was almost burning, so he poured the potatoes into it. I heard a crackling sound, and the potatoes were wrapped in small bubbles and sank to the bottom of the pot, and after a while, they floated up gently again, slowly turning golden brown.

As a dragon vein with the blood of a red dragon, Golia's patience is naturally not very good, seeing that some fries floated up and turned golden, knowing that this is the state of the fried little guy directly stretched out his head and took out the fries in the temptation, and swallowed them as soon as he raised his head, ignoring the appearance of the hot oil on the fries flowing down from the corners of his mouth.

John didn't criticize Goliath, but reached out to wipe the hot oil off Golia's mouth, and asked, "How's it going, is it delicious?" Goliath nodded: "Well, Daddy's cooking, it's the best!" John touched Golia's little head: "I'm asking if you're still about the heat or taste, not to ask you to praise me, little one." Goliath first giggled happily twice: "It's almost out of the pot now, and what I said just now is not crispy enough." For taste, add a little salt to the pan and make some tomato sauce at the end, which is better than anything else. John rubbed Gloria affectionately again: "Good, good, ketchup." ”

Scooping up the fries that were still in the pan and placing them on the bamboo basket next to them to drain the grease stains that were still on them, John reached out and tapped Golia's head lightly: "Don't steal it, little one." Gloria lifted her head slightly, as if she was disdainful of stealing food, but she forgot that the grease she had left from stealing the fries from the pan was still in the corner of her mouth. John looked at Golia's pretending to be mature, and was amused. Turn around and pour the hot oil in the pot into the small pot next to it, leave some base oil in the pot, and then put the fresh tomatoes you just took out into hot water and blanch them, scalding the skin of the tomato on the outside so that you can tear off the skin. As soon as he did this, John turned his head sharply and saw Goliath stretching her neck in the direction of the fries, opening her mouth and wanting to take a bite, and then Goliath also noticed John's movement and was stunned. John smiled slightly, pretended not to see anything, and turned away, but from the shrugging shoulders, John kept snickering.

Gloria couldn't stand it anymore, and scratched John's head, making a mess of John's already untidy hair, and then flicked her wings and flew out of the kitchen, out of sight. It's so humiliating, Goliath can't survive.

John smiled softly, and naturally saw Golia's small movements clearly. Gloria has been very fond of eating things made of potatoes lately, and mashed potatoes for French fries are Gloria's favorite food, and every time John cooks them, Gloria will eat a lot of them, and even the meat can be skipped, and she has to eat a lot of potatoes first. So when John put the fries aside, he knew that the little guy must have gone back and stole them. John didn't just want to teach the little guy a lesson, he just wanted to see the shy look of the little guy just now, which always made people feel funny.

While thinking, John removed the tomatoes in his hand and cut them into pieces, put them in a pot with some base oil, and let the already hot oil fry the tomato pieces until the juice came out. John flipped the tomatoes, then added some salt and mixed well, covered the pot, turned on low heat and slowly simmered the tomatoes in the pot, so that the already small tomatoes stewed. After the ketchup was cooked and pureed, John turned off the heat and added some butter and sugar to the tomato puree to make the ketchup smoother and less sour.

After John sent the ketchup abroad, he saw that the roast chicken was ready, so he turned on the oven, took the roast chicken out of it, used a knife to divide the roast chicken one by one, and put it on a large plate, and the fries were not put on another plate. Sure enough, although the little guy looked shy, he was reluctant to accept the delicacy of the fries and was already waiting there. John put down the food in his hand, and Goliath was not particular about it, so he washed his hands directly in the basin of clean water placed next to the restaurant, dried the water with a hand towel hanging next to him, and sat down next to the plate.

Goliath should be hungry today, and she didn't stop nibbling on two chickens in a row. You must know that Golia's appearance is only the size of a small palm, and although her strength has not changed, she can't eat much if her appetite is not too much consumption. But today, the little one had twice as much dinner as before. John wasn't worried that Goliath would have indigestion, just one or two roast chickens, and there would be no indigestion at all, and if Goliath ate it openly, she would be able to eat all the meat sold in the market.

Today, Selena's little girl still hasn't returned, and Lily is having fun in the treehouse. Truth be told, Lily was more at ease without John by her side. Anyway, John didn't care what Lily could do, after all, Lily was accepted by himself unintentionally, and he didn't expect her to do anything, and there was no more such a meal with him, but John still saw Lily's predicament, so he sent her to the treehouse to play slowly.

After eating, John boiled a bucket of hot water and took a good shower. Bathing is also a fun experience, although John thinks that it is good to just wash the dust off his body, but the Rough Stone Continent thinks that bathing can relieve fatigue. I had encountered inexplicable things all day today that made John's head hurt. In order to relax his head, John made a rare decision to take a hot bath. Tomorrow is the beginning of my own business, and I am still looking forward to it.