Do not mess with the concubine: God of War Lord please accept

Chapter 1219 Feng Su Can't Beat Eggs
Ning Zhao was amused by Feng Su's seriousness, thinking that Xiao Bai is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he simply stopped intervening.

When the two walked to the door of the kitchen, Feng Su looked at Ning Zhao with a face full of surprise, "Is Zhao'er planning to cook herself?"

Ning Zhao was a little surprised. In modern times, because she lived alone, there were not many opportunities to start fires in her home.So she is really not good at cooking, but she had to go to a baking class for a few days because of work, so it was more than enough to make a cake.

"Birthdays are more suitable for cakes, so let me make you a cake. It's just that the conditions in this kitchen seem a little too crude, so I don't know if it will work."

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Ning Zhao twitched fiercely, the kitchen is too fucking clean, there is nothing he wants.Seeing Ning Zhao's strange expression, Feng Su glanced in thoughtfully, and then twitched her mouth.

"That, there are no women on Wuliang Mountain, that, you know."

Ning Zhao stroked his forehead, well, such a reason is acceptable.It's just that she still can't figure out a question, "Then don't they eat every day?"

"There are many birds and animals in the mountains, and there are streams under the mountains."

So, these old men are the gifts of nature that they eat every day?

Well, Ning Zhao felt like she was on her knees. Fortunately, Ye Qin stuffed a large bag of ingredients and seasonings into her space last time, and Ning Zhao quickly took out flour and eggs from the space.

Then put the eggs into a bowl and pass them to Feng Su, "Hey, I'll leave the eggs to you, I believe you can do it."

After speaking, Ning Zhao started kneading the noodles. There is no oven here, so she can only use a big iron pot instead.

Looking at the egg and bowl in his hand, Feng Su was a little dumbfounded, no matter how capable Feng's family leader is, he still doesn't understand the things in the kitchen at all.

Usually there are few opportunities to eat eggs, let alone to play with this round thing by myself, Feng Su feels that the pressure is really not normal.

"Zhaoer, this..." Feng Su swallowed her saliva, and it was difficult to say what she refused to admit, and the hand holding the bowl was shaking even more.

Ning Zhao, who was struggling to knead the dough, turned around and saw Feng Su's expression of lovelessness, a little confused, so, "Huh?"

"Well, I want to say, why don't I share the work with you?" Feng Su felt that instead of being at a loss with a few round things, it would be better to knead the dough. After all, Zhao'er has already kneaded her hands several times. , he can always follow the gourd.

But he didn't want to, Ning Zhao directly rejected him, "Kneading dough is the most critical part of the whole process of making cakes. You are a novice and you may not be able to control the intensity."

Especially a man with great lethality, Ning Zhao has a lot of reasons to believe that this man can definitely rub his face out if he is serious.

"But..." Feng Su swallowed her saliva, a little unwilling, her eyes fell on the eggs in the bowl again, her face still full of indescribable words.

"But what?" Ning Zhao was puzzled, followed his gaze to look at the eggs in the bowl, stared blankly for a while, and then understood, "You... don't know how to beat eggs?"

Feng Su fake coughed twice, not wanting to admit it, her eyes were wandering because she didn't dare to look at Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao couldn't laugh or cry, so the gods also have weaknesses?

And the weakness is still such a pediatric?

What is that sentence called, no one is perfect?
"Don't laugh!" Feng Su only felt that his face was burning hot, letting Zhaoer know his shortcomings, he felt a little uncomfortable no matter what.

(End of this chapter)