Pei Linchuan suddenly approached Shen Tiantian in a low voice and asked, "You don't know how to cook, do you?" ”

Shen Tiantian turned her head sideways, looked at him in surprise, and guessed correctly.

Pei Linchuan said: "You don't have a cocoon on your hands. ”

It's soft and touchy.

No wonder the ancients described a woman's hands as soft as boneless, that feeling, how can he not be a person who often cooks.

The two men spoke closer, then quickly separated.

Feng Meijuan was still thinking of a reason, and said: "Our family hasn't been able to eat meat for many years, and Tiantian hasn't made it, and I don't know if I can do it well." What can I do if the meat is bad? ”

Everyone believes that even if there is meat, no one dares to let the little girl spoil it.

"It's okay, cooking depends on the individual, some people just cook at home and it's delicious, like me, after working in the canteen for many years, I still can't cook well, so I can only do it. The little girl is afraid that she can't hold the knife, Pei Linchuan, is this your relative, you help cut off the meat. ”

Pei Linchuan thought to himself, is this like my relative, is he beautiful?

A few people walked to the back kitchen, which was called a dirty mess, the dishes were put on the ground, the basin was fetched with water, the cabbage was watered, and the ash was taken to the board to be cut.

I always feel like I'm pushing my physiological limits.

Pei Linchuan also picked up the pork and was about to cut it.

Shen Tiantian thought that he hadn't eaten meat in the three days since he came here, and his saliva was automatically secreted, "Wait, this pig hair hasn't been plucked yet, how can it be cut?" ”

Pei Linchuan raised his eyebrows, this pretending to be quite decent.

"Aunt Li, how do you get pig hair?"

Sister Li said: "Pig hair is generally scraped with a knife, and it is spit out when eating, but people who are particular about it are taking pig hair refrigerants, and we also have this, and it is hung on the wall, but there are so many pig hairs, and after the shooting, you can't eat Chinese food." ”

Shen Tiantian said: "Boiled it in white water, the meat skin is soft, the hair is easy to photograph, there are no bamboo chips, take a knife and cut it, it is a ready-made receptacle, there are many people, and it will be photographed in a while." ”

Sister Li gave a thumbs up: "He is a particular person, and he can cook when he hears it." ”

She put about five catties of meat in the water and boiled it, and another woman in the kitchen sat down to light the fire.

There was also a muffled one chopping vegetables.

Sister Li put the meat away and started to wash rice again.

Everyone was sitting outside bragging about it.

In the kitchen, Pei Linchuan, Shen Tiantian and Feng Meijuan looked at each other.

Pei Linchuan glanced at the appearance of the camera, two pieces of iron connected to each other, which could be clamped.

He found a bamboo chip and a knife, and soon made a dozen or so small shots.

Although he thought that this girl named Tian Tian couldn't cook, but he thought that she looked like a master, so he wanted to find out if she was a liar or not.

Feng Meijuan was a little entangled.

Of course, my daughter can cook, but it's just a boiled rice, and the level is ordinary, and she can't eat death.

But ordinary ingredients like sister-in-law can make flowers, and it's really not good to be sweet.

This has to leak out how to end up with horses' feet.

Shen Tiantian didn't panic, she thought about a lot of her knowledge about cooking, and there was an extra layer of data in the small auxiliary data.

Shen Tiantian

Qi and Blood: 44+

Rage: 289

Clothing Skills: Beginner+

Food Skills: Not Beginner+

Look at the effort value received this morning, which is quite high.

Life with a small assistance is cool.

What's the use of hard work, do so many people still want to be a rich second generation?

What is the rich second generation, it is to be forced, not to work hard, and to be born to lie at the end of other people's lives.