us under the stars

Chapter 90 No cooking talent
"Yingbao, Yubao, what's the matter with you?" Qiao Nian saw that the camera wasn't taking pictures at the moment, so she walked over and asked.

Jing Ying and Jing Yu immediately raised their heads when they heard her voice, and then Jing Ying ran towards Qiao Nian and hugged her leg.

"Sister Nian Nian, where have you been?" Jing Ying's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

Jing Yu has never been as "outgoing" as his sister, so he just stood there looking at Qiao Nian with bright eyes.

Qiao Nian gently rubbed Jing Ying's head: "Be good, I have something to do just now."

"By the way, what are you doing here? Why don't you play with your father?" Qiao Nian asked curiously. Why are you staying outside? It's still a little hot outside. I said it was the best There is air conditioning in the big house, it is more comfortable to stay in the house.

Jing Yu and Jing Yu couldn't help pursing their lips when they heard Qiao Nian's question, and then looked in the direction of the house together.

Qiao Nian didn't understand why.

"Let's go, let's go in." Qiao Nian held the hands of the two children and wanted to go inside.

"No more, sister Niannian," Jing Ying tugged at Qiao Nian's hand, and then said in a low voice, "It's Dad... Dad is cooking..."

Jing Yu's little face also looked a little tense at the moment.

Cook?

Qiao Nian's mind flashed the image of Jing Zhe when he was cooking.

Mixed egg yolk egg white egg shell.

Unbearable big dough.

sky……

Qiao Nian didn't even know what Jing Zhe would do this time.

Apparently, the expressions of the two children are also frightened by the way their father cooked last time.

"Then play outside for a while by yourself, don't run around, I'll go inside and have a look." Qiao Nian said helplessly.

Only then did she enter the house.

Sure enough, I saw photographer Xiao Zhao filming Jing Zhe's cooking process inside.

And Jing Zhe... was wearing a blue striped apron, and now the apron seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, and the cooking table in front of him was in a mess.

And... in the pot now...

"It's over, go and have a look." Xiao Zhao quickly lowered his voice when he saw Qiao Nian coming.

He also doesn't know how to cook, and even if he could, he couldn't throw the camera aside, but he found that Jing Yingdi really didn't have any talent in cooking, and he didn't make any progress compared to last time.

Qiao Nian looked at Xiao Zhao, and then turned his gaze to Jing Zhe: "Brother Jing, you... what are you doing now?"

She wanted to know what that dark mass was.

Jing Zhe frowned: "I'm frying cabbage."

Fried cabbage?
Qiao Nian looked at the pot.

It's really hard to tell it's cabbage from that black mass.

This cabbage really has a feeling of dying.

She felt that she was wrong and should have come back earlier, but it was too late now.

"Brother Jing, you may...the oil was too hot before, so the cabbage became mushy..." Qiao Nian analyzed the cause of this result after carefully looking at it.

The oil temperature is too high, and too much oil has been poured. It is estimated that the layer of oil on Jingzhe's apron is the water on the cabbage splashed out after it entered the oil pan when the cabbage was served.

Jing Zhe looked at the pot and thought it should be inedible, then put down the spatula and rubbed his temples.

He felt that it might be difficult for him to learn how to cook in his life.

He has no talent for it at all.

(End of this chapter)