Shen Qingming gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and walked into his kitchen with a hard head. Super whispered, "What, I'll help you cook, right?"

"Yes, yes, I want to go, too. Qin Yeyu raised his hands behind him and motioned for himself to go to the kitchen as well.

Shen Qingming squatted down, touched Qin Yeyu's head, and said, "Yeyu is obedient~ obedient is a good child." ”

"But I don't want to be a good kid, I want to go to the kitchen. Qin Yeyu was completely unmoved and said, "Is it possible to unlock a special posture by being a good child?"

Conscience of heaven and earth! Are all high school students so terrible now?

After all, Shen Qingming is a sorcerer, and his skin thickness is different from ordinary people. Immediately smiled and said to Qin Yeyu: "If you can mature a little more than seven or eight years old, I will consider unlocking more poses, but unfortunately I don't like little children." You'd better find a boy of the same age to enjoy your youth seriously. ”

Qin Yeyu said disdainfully: "Those boys are too naïve, except for playing games, they are discussing which girls have big breasts and who have small breasts. How can you Heavenly Master be so responsible? I don't like that kind of childish ghost. ”

"Well, actually, I like to play games and watch girls. Shen Qingming said ashamedly, "I'm quite naïve to say this, say goodbye!"

Qin Yeyu grabbed his sleeve: "You are different from that kind of boy, every mature man has a pure heart - men are teenagers until they die, that's right?"

"You praise me like this, it will only make me more uneasy?" Shen Qingming was even more worried and asked, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

Qin Yeyu's little head shook like a rattle and said, "No, no, there is no misunderstanding at all." I listened to Sister Xiling's stories about Brother Shen. ”

Xiling hid in the kitchen and coughed vigorously.

In the next fifteen minutes, Shen Qingming Tsai listened carefully to how he slashed Li Shui with one sword and three moves to Pingfeng Wine, and accepted Ye Shushu as a junior brother to catch the ancient fierce god as a mount.

"Wow, so I'm so powerful?" Shen Qingming sighed after hearing it, "Even I don't know this kind of thing, it's really a pity that Xiling doesn't write novels." ”

Xiling Heng rushed out of the kitchen, dragged Shen Qingming with one hand and brought it into the kitchen.

"Am I going to shout for help?" Shen Qingming asked secretly.

"If you cut your throat, no one will come to your rescue. Xiling dragged Shen Qingming into the kitchen and locked the kitchen door, "Oh, didn't you just say that you wanted to come to help the kitchen, now give you a chance." ”

Shen Qingming got up from the floor and stretched his clothes: "How much save me some face in front of the night rain, and I was dragged into the kitchen directly by you, I feel super undignified." ”

Xiling threw him an apron and said, "Eat a small meatloaf at noon today, I will be responsible for cooking, and you will be responsible for ....."

Shen Qingming replied: "I'm in charge of eating vegetables." ”

"Phew, think beautifully!" Xiling knocked Shen Qingming's head and said, "You are responsible for giving me a hand today, stirring an egg or something." ”

Although Shen Qingming can't cook, he still has dishes and chopsticks at home. There are still a lot of eggs stored in his refrigerator, all of which are kept for lying eggs to accompany instant noodles for supper, and today is just a change of taste.

In the food industry, Shen Qingming is the only one who has excellent talent in beating eggs. The eggs that come out are like flowing gold, shining brightly. The golden egg yolk poured thousands of miles under the wrapping of the egg liquid, and Shen Qingming only gently stirred the egg liquid twice to form a small vortex in the bowl, and the egg yolk was free and close to the edge of the egg liquid, which was very tempting just by looking at it.

Xiling was not idle, and kept talking about the cooking process: "First of all, we need to prepare the meat filling that will be used next, and pour light soy sauce, cooking wine, black pepper, and sugar into the meat foam." ”

"It sounds pretty simple. Shen Qingming said, took out the raw meat and began to chop it finely. Xiling was packing up the materials on the side.

After the meat foam was chopped, Xiling carefully took it and asked Shen Qingming, "How much do you say these materials should be poured in?"

Shen Qingming replied without thinking, "Put it all in?"

Xiling was speechless for a while, completely giving up the idea of being a good teacher.

She first poured a small amount of various ingredients into the meat foam, took out a plastic glove from her pocket, and kneaded the salt and black pepper into the meat foam little by little. Then press the meat foam into the bowl and squeeze it to set. Add some condiments and sprinkle them on the surface of the meat foam, and continue to squeeze them to highly polymerize the condiments and ingredients.

"Don't be stunned, peel potatoes. Xiling pressed the meat foam and said, "Wash the potatoes and cut them into small pieces, put them in cold water and cook them until they are soft." ”

Shen Qingming received the order: "Understood, chef master." ”

"Be careful not to cut your hands. "Xiling is going to stir-fry the minced meat, spread a layer of butter in the pot and burn it until it is fused, sprinkle in the chopped onion, and prepare the hot pan.

"I smell the aroma!" Qin Yeyu said outside the door, "It's the smell of happiness." ”

Obviously, where did the aroma come from when the pot was hot, Shen Qingming boiled potatoes while complaining.

Xiling poured the meat foam that had just been mixed into the pot and stir-fried it together, so that the meat foam faded its original color in the pot little by little.

The meat foam changed color and came out of the pot, and Shen Qingming's potato pieces were just out of the pot, and Xiling began to put the potato pieces in the basin and knead them into mashed potatoes.

The potato wedges were still very hot, and her hands were red. Shen Qingming walked up and grabbed the basin and said, "This kind of work doesn't bother the head chef, I'll just knead the mashed potatoes." ”

Xiling told him: "This is very hot, be careful of burning your hands." ”

"How hot can potatoes be? I've killed all the beasts, what can potatoes do to me. Shen Qingming stretched out his hand to the potatoes while talking and laughing, and then said with tears in his eyes, "It's a little hot." ”

Shen Qingming simply turned on the power of the Heavenly Master, although Han Fei couldn't open the spiritual vision in his body, but his body function still gained a huge bonus. I endured the high temperature and finished pinching a pot of potatoes.

Qin Yeyu coaxed outside the door: "The meat is fragrant!

It's the smell of my flesh. Shen Qingming was humiliated with tears in his eyes.

Xiling then poured the super good meat foam into the mashed potatoes and stirred the two evenly with chopsticks. Then the meat is clumped and coated with corn flour, egg mixture, and breadcrumbs.

A small meat dumpling is gorgeously formed. Finally, flatten the meat dumplings and fry them in a pan until golden brown.

Waiting for the meatloaf to come out of the pot, Xiling asked Shen Qingming: "How is it, is it a sense of accomplishment?"

Shen Qingming said: "Compared with ordering takeout, it can be regarded as a full sense of achievement. ”

Xiling suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, stretch out your hand." ”

Shen Qingming stretched out his little red hand and put it in Xiling's palm.

Xiling's hands are really cold, very cold.