As for the heat, you follow the fate, don't be too small or too big, anyway, you don't understand too much, so I can only help you here. The most important thing is the amount of seasoning, I don't know how to tell you this, don't put too much! Don't think it's not enough, it's an illusion, especially the salt! If you are confident about your cooking skills, you can also add eggs and small green vegetables, so that the color will be better, after all, only noodles are too monotonous. "
Mo Tingchen wrote down what Jing Shaoqing said one by one, and began to practice it. Hearing the sound of the spatula colliding with the pot over there, Chen Mengyao and Jing Shaoqing looked at each other, and Jing Shaoqing suddenly realized something: "Ting Chen is definitely not at Mu's house, but at Wen Yan's side, what a ghost, he also entered the kitchen one day¡¡"
"Say what?"
Mark Tingchen suddenly asked a cold question, and Jing Shaoqing hung up the phone in fright.
Chen Mengyao sent a message to Wen Yan with the mentality of watching a good show: Little sister, is your man messing around in your kitchen? Although he has asked Jing Shaoqing for advice, I think it is still too much, why don't you go in and take a look at it at any time, and don't let him blow up your kitchen.
When Wen Yan saw the message, he couldn't help feeling worried. She asked Mo Tingchen to cook the noodles just now, she was really unhappy, and she really didn't have the appetite to eat anything else if she wanted to torment him. If something happened to him, it would not be so simple.
Putting down her phone, she got up and walked to the kitchen to check. The water in the pot had already started to bubble from the bottom, not far from boiling. Mark Tingchen held the lid of the pot in front of him, staring fixedly at the pot, as if he was afraid that it would explode suddenly. Seeing this scene, Wen Yan almost laughed angrily: "It won't explode, it's water, not a bomb! If you can't, you go out, I'll do it myself."
Mark Tingchen was a little embarrassed, and put the lid of the pot aside: "It's okay, I can do it, you go to rest, it will be fine soon."
Havingn't eaten anything all day, Wen Yan didn't want to move much, and didn't insist: "Okay, the water is boiled when it boils, don't put the noodles in it at this time."
Mark Mo Tingchen nodded very seriously, and when Wen Yan left, he took out the noodles. No matter how you look at them, the small noodles are very small. When the water in the pot boiled, he was about to throw a whole bag of noodles into it, but Wen Yan rushed in just in time and grabbed his wrist: "Crazy?! Are you a pig? Eat one bag at a time?!"
He was puzzled: "Why can't you eat such a small amount?"
Wen Yan pressed his chest, afraid of being pissed off by him: "The noodles will expand, the lower third will do."
Mark Tingchen did not quibble, according to what she said, put a third of a bag into the pot, and then watched the noodles gradually thicken intently, only then was he convinced that the stuff would really expand. Suddenly thinking of preparing bowls and seasonings, he knelt down and took two bowls out of the cupboard, and added a little of the seasonings in the kitchen. Thinking of what Jing Shaoqing said, he didn't dare to add too much.
Seeing his movements, Wen Yan felt relieved and went back to the living room. It's almost over, and there should be nothing wrong.
When the noodles were brought out, she was dumbfounded, what the hell are those two small green vegetables on the surface? That's right, it's a whole green vegetable, raw! If there are no small green vegetables at home, will he put a whole Chinese cabbage in? !
"Won't you choose this small green vegetable? And it doesn't deserve to be boiled in a pot by you? Can this stuff be eaten raw?"
Mark Tingchen was a little surprised: "It was Shaoqing who saidyou can add vegetables and eggs, I thought the eggs would not be cooked even if I put them in a bowl, so I only added vegetables, can these vegetables be eaten raw? "
Wen Yan didn't explain it to him. For the first time, she felt that the man in front of her also had shortcomings, that is, if he entered the kitchen, he would be a fool.
After confirming that the fire in the kitchen was turned off, she sat down and ate the noodles quietly. She never touched the small green vegetable, and she didn't complain that it was not delicious, although the taste was faint like no salt was added.
As if to prove to her that green vegetables can be eaten raw, Mark Tingchen took off his glasses, picked up the poor little green vegetable with chopsticks and was about to bite, but Wen Yan stopped him with his chopsticks: "Crazy? If you eat it, you will be poisoned." If I die here, can I escape? Not all vegetables can be eaten raw. What Jing Shaoqing said about adding vegetables and eggs is also cooked in a pot, not just put them in a bowl. Throw away the vegetables ,Eating noodles."
Mark Tingchen honestly put the green vegetables on the table, took a bite of the noodles, and couldn't stop talking: "Umabout the child, I suggest you go back to the Imperial City with me to check, I have the best noodles over there doctor."
When it comes to the child, Wen Yan's attitude is much colder: "The best doctor? Can you help me keep the child?"
He felt a little uncomfortable: "If the child can stay, I will try my best to stay, no matter what.??What price to pay, if it still doesn't workI won't let you have an accident. It was my fault, sorry. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com