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Chapter 447 Lin Kexun's Cooking Skills (9)

Lin Kexun sat beside him, and introduced seriously, "Oh, this is broccoli."

broccoli?
The smile on the corner of Bai Mingze's lips froze for a few seconds, "So it's broccoli."

Lin Kexun looked at him a little nervously, "Maybe it doesn't look very good, but the taste should be barely in your mouth. Would you like to try it?"

Meeting her expectant eyes, Bai Mingze smiled and nodded.

She picked up a piece of broccoli that didn't look too dark and put it in his bowl.

Then she propped her chin and looked at him nervously and expectantly.

Bai Mingze lowered his head indifferently, picked up the vegetables in the bowl, and slowly put them into his mouth.

After chewing twice, his face changed slightly, and he swallowed the dish in one bite.

"How about it?"

Lin Kexun looked at him with burning eyes.

Bai Mingze raised his head without changing his face, hooked his lips, and said with a smile, "Not bad."

Lin Kexun was taken aback for a moment, then became a little excited, "Really?"

Bai Mingze nodded, and told the truth, "Ke Xun, you have never cooked since you were a child. It's not bad to have such a taste when cooking for the first time."

At least. . .

Although there is so much salt that it is a bit bitter.

But. . .Thankfully, she doesn't take sugar as salt, does she?

With his affirmation, Lin Kexun seemed very excited.

She quickly picked up another dish from another plate and gave it to him, "Ming Ze, try this..."

Bai Mingze looked at the dark lump in the bowl, and asked doubtfully, "Ke Xun, what is this?"

Lin Kexun said with a smile, "This is scrambled eggs..."

"Because it's my first time cooking, Mama Chen taught me some very simple dishes."

This is an egg?
Bai Mingze had strong doubts about the dark and unknown things in the bowl.

No matter how you look at it, this dark mass doesn't look like scrambled eggs.

Lin Kexun said confidently, "Mingze, although it doesn't look very pretty, it should taste pretty good, okay?"

is it?

Why, he felt a little worried.

Bai Mingze pursed his lips, "Ke Xun, have you tried all these dishes?"

Lin Kexun shook her head, "No, Mama Chen tasted it, and she said it was pretty good."

No wonder she can be so confident.

Alas, Mama Chen, I'm really sorry for your old man.

A lot of age, but also let you suffer.

Bai Mingze couldn't help laughing, "Okay, then I'll try it."

If the degree of unpalatableness is divided into five levels, then the degree of unpalatable broccoli just now is the second level.

(End of this chapter)