"Sir, you have ordered an induction cooker, pots, noodles, vegetables, seasonings and knives. Tips, the knife is very sharp, please pay attention to safety when using it. In addition, please unplug the induction cooker when not in use to avoid danger, thank you. ”

When the hotel front desk received a call from Lu Ruotian, saying that he needed all kinds of kitchen utensils, and it was immediately, must, and immediately, I thought that this top male god was sleepwalking in the middle of the night.

There are not a few big artists who have been received by this hotel, but Lu Ruotian is really the first to buy pots and vegetables in the middle of the night.

A big star, who has to cook in the room in the middle of the night, what kind of thing can a sober normal person do?

But in order to learn to cook noodles, Lu Ruotian really did it.

Whatever Rong Ling said he needed, he bought all the things back, and it was not bad.

Lu Ruotian, who has never really cooked, cooked for the first time in his life, and it was in a high-end suite in a hotel.

Alas, it was a memory that will last a lifetime.

"When-when-when-"

Lu Ruotian, who usually only plays the piano and writes scores, suddenly picked up a kitchen knife to cut vegetables, as if he didn't listen to the call all of a sudden.

I saw him holding a kitchen knife for a while, and gesturing horizontally, and then vertically.

In this way, it doesn't look like cutting bamboo shoots at all, but like measuring the length of fresh bamboo shoots on the cutting board.

According to Rong Ling, this bamboo shoot is to be shredded for later use.

But Lu Ruotian held the knife and gestured for a long time, but in the end, it was difficult to say.

He looked at the angular Dongdong on the board for a long time, this Dongdong can only be regarded as a bamboo shoot at best, or rather, a bamboo shoot, anyway, this shape is completely incompatible with silk.

"It's... Forget it, just use it. ”

Lu Ruotian glanced at the pair of strange things on the board, and secretly comforted himself.

Then, one by one, put the cut strips on a plate.

Then, I started to prepare the other side dishes.

But he fiddled with it for a long time, and in the end, the dish could only be said to be barely cut.

As for the shape, uh, don't worry about it.

Finally, after fighting with the vegetables for a long time, Lu Ruotian finally prepared the side dishes and began to boil water in the pot.

"Goo-goo-"

Seeing the boiling water bubbling, he followed what Rong Ling said just now, put the shredded bamboo shoots directly into the pot, and after boiling for a few minutes, then put in the noodles.

"Goo-goo-"

The water is boiling again.

Lu Ruotian stared at the time on his phone, and after waiting for five minutes, he put in salt, monosodium glutamate and other seasonings in order.

As for the amount of this seasoning, it can only be said that it all depends on fate.

"Click!"

After half an hour of tossing, this noodle is finally out of the pot.

But when Lu Ruotian picked up the chopsticks and was about to start tasting his first craft, he suddenly didn't know how to eat.

Because the noodles are sticky, they can't be clipped at all.

"Why is this noodle different from what I ate before? I did what she said. ”

Lu Ruotian looked at the white flowers in the bowl, and couldn't help but start panicking in his heart.

Rong Ling's shredded bamboo shoot noodles, the noodles and soup are separated in the bowl, and the shredded bamboo shoots and other side dishes are placed on top of the noodles, whether it is soup or noodles, it makes people look pleasing to the eye, smell fragrant, mouth-watering, and can't stop.

But when it came to Lu Ruotian, it was a completely different scene.

Not only are the noodles and soup indistinguishable, but even the bamboo shoots and other side dishes are crooked and strangely shaped.

Not to mention eating it, even watching it makes people feel miserable.

But I did it all, and I made it myself, and I always felt a little sorry for myself and the hotel manager who delivered things in the middle of the night.

So, after some ideological struggle, Lu Ruotian still frowned, picked up the bowl, and stuffed this slimy thing into his mouth.

"Gross-"

Lu Ruotian really ate such unpalatable noodles for the first time in his life, and it was even worse than rancid.

The taste is so salty that it is bitter, and the bitterness makes the stomach juice tumble with it.

He looked at the packaging bag of fresh bamboo shoots he bought, and suddenly, he realized that he had forgotten to blanch the fresh bamboo shoots in hot water first.

No wonder, the taste of these bamboo shoots is not fresh at all, and it has a bit of an earthy smell.

In short, when you eat it, it is really bitter, fishy and salty, and it lingers for a long time.

"Goo Knock Goo Dong-"

Lu Ruotian took a bite of noodles, drank a whole bottle of water, and brushed his teeth, so his mouth felt better.

Alas, it seems that cooking depends on talent.

Even if there is a master like Rong Ling to guide him, in the end, it still depends on the talent of the apprentice.

But it is obvious that Lu Ruotian, who is a genius in music creation, does not have any wisdom for cooking.

Therefore, this bowl of bamboo shoot noodles could not change the fate of being discarded in the end, and lay quietly in the trash can.

"Ding Dong"

Just after Lu Ruotian sorted out all the pots and pans and various ingredients, the mobile phone screen he put on the table suddenly lit up.

It turned out that it was Rong Ling who agreed to his WeChat friend application.

Lu Ruotian originally planned to do a good job of meeting and hand over the homework to Rong Ling.

But at this time, facing this dialog, he didn't seem to know what to post.

You can't take a picture of the rotten noodles that have been thrown in the trash, it would be too embarrassing.

He is recognized as a top-notch male god in the circle, proficient in all kinds of talents, if you let Rong Ling know that the noodles he makes are so bad, where will this face go.

Therefore, after thinking for a while, Lu Ruotian decided to tell a little lie and cover up everything.

I saw him holding his mobile phone and quickly began to type in the dialog box of the chat page.

After a few seconds, just one line of words was typed.

With a "whoosh", a green dialog box was sent -

"The noodles are done, and the food is good, thank you for the guidance [smiley]"

Rong Ling replied in seconds: "Finished eating?" Is it tasty? [Daze]"

Lu Ruotian replied: "It's delicious, do it according to what you say, how can it not be delicious [giggle]"

Rong Ling replied: "But I just said the recipe wrong, the bamboo shoots themselves have a salty taste, so they shouldn't be salted." Are you sure it's not salty after eating? [doubts]"

“……”

Not salty?

How can it not be salty?

Even his hiccups are salty now.

He never thought that Rong Ling would forget about not putting salt.

But what can be done about this?

Who is to blame for this?

Who made him call Rong Ling in the middle of the night, and blurted out that he wanted to learn to cook noodles?

I moved the stone and smashed my own foot, and I had to endure the pain.

Therefore, at this moment, Lu Ruotian could only grit his teeth and endure his grievances and replied: "It's okay, it's not very salty, I have a lot of Tonga, and I neutralized it [smile]"

Neutralized?

It's almost the same as saying that it's poisoned.

Alas, he had to learn how to cook noodles one night, but this is good, just because of this mouthful of noodles, his stomach turned all night.

So much so that the next morning, the collapsed could not get out of bed at all.

Therefore, when Su Han swiped open Lu Ruotian's door with the spare room card, she really thought for a moment that Lu Ruotian would commit suicide by taking poison without thinking about it, so frightened, she hurriedly called the other three brothers.

In this way, the mess in the house, coupled with Lu Ruotian's embarrassed image at this time, was watched by everyone on the spot like a live broadcast.

Qin Kai and Zheng Nan, who wanted to laugh but felt immoral, turned red.

"Brother Tian, were you cooking in the room last night? And then, ate it yourself, poisoned? Haha, awesome, haha, poison yourself, haha, admire, admire, hahaha..."

Qin Kai held back for a long time, but he couldn't hold it back.

A top-notch male god, who has nothing to do in the middle of the night, cooks for himself and has diarrhea.

Hahaha, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Kai wouldn't have dared to believe this joke.

Su Han and Cao Shuai stood next to the bed one after the other, looking at Lu Ruotian, who had stuffed his head under the pillow, and sighed in unison:

"Alas, love really makes people's IQ worrying......"