Because this is the taste of dish soap, there have been many times before, Zhang Qiling will mistake dish soap for salad oil, although the shape and color of the bottle are very different, but every time Zhang Qiling cooks with oil, there will always be mistakes, is there a meal that does not use oil? Of course, there are, such as boiled, although boiled has no taste and is unpalatable, but it is still much more delicious than canned food and compressed biscuits, so for Zhang Qiling is not picky eaters and sensitive taste buds, these two special opposite hobbies make Wu Xie feel curious.

Wu Xie kept complaining about Zhang Qilin in his head, but his subordinates were not idle, in fact, he himself hadn't cooked for a long time, the last time he cooked was when Zhang Qiling went to Changbai Mountain, at that time, Wu Xie just made a fire skewer with simple ingredients, and there were no conditions and equipment like now. Without himself by his side, I don't know if the little brother has eaten well, he must be hungry when he comes back.

Beat the eggs, cut them, season them, and do it all in one go. If cooking can also be regarded as an art, then the dishes made by Wu Xie are like Van Gogh's paintings, which make people feel elusive and surprisingly delicious.

"Egg rolls, beef cubes with oyster mushrooms, vinegared fish from West Lake, stir-fried shredded bamboo shoots, roast chicken, shredded tofu. The staple food is only rice, and the soup is a regular dashi. Wu Xie pointed to the dishes on the table and introduced them one by one.

Zhang Qilin looked at the colorful, fragrant, good-looking and delicious dishes on the table, and looked at the sauce-colored garbage shredded potatoes he made, looking ashamed, it should be a plus for boys to be able to cook, right? It's a pity that I messed up.

"Multiply as much as you want, you're welcome, taste the taste of what I made, it should be fine." Wu Xie said modestly.

Zhang Qilin nodded, he took the lead in serving a bowl of rice, handed it to Wu Xie, and filled another bowl himself, and couldn't wait to grab a chopstick dish and savor it carefully.

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qilin, smiling and eating the dishes silently, watching chess without saying a true gentleman, and eating without saying a word The dishes are delicious. Wu Xie enjoyed the quiet atmosphere now, and after the deceitful fight and vigilance, it seemed that only at this moment could he truly relax his soul and get a respite under the depression of the general environment.

Wu Xie just ate a small amount and didn't eat, and then silently watched Zhang Qilin eat, although it was very rude to watch people eat, but Wu Xie also liked to look at Zhang Qilin, behaved like Sven, even if he was very hungry, he chewed slowly and unhurriedly.

Zhang Qilin noticed that Wu Xie looked at himself into a trance, but through Wu Xie's eyes, there was no shadow of him, but there was another person imprinted in his heart, he was not looking at himself, but looking at another person through himself, his heart was sour, and he resisted the urge to ask, Zhang Qilin decided to touch and finish this meal, one is to thank the god of nature, but to show respect and respect for the animals that dedicate their bodies for human consumption.

One meal is over. Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qilin, waiting for his evaluation of the food on this table.

Zhang Qilin just nodded lightly, and then began to clean up and wash the dishes and chopsticks. Wu Xie was surprised by this, but this is also a part of daily life, and it is not worth making a fuss.

Feeling the sudden silence of the atmosphere, Wu Xie, who thought he would praise himself, was more or less lost on his face, just like a child who wanted to be praised, and his originally passionate heart suddenly fell back to the original point.