A Handbook of Happiness for Small Farmers

Chapter 219 Delicious Tomato Scrambled Eggs

The materials were all ready, Qin Ke'er washed her hands, and was about to start washing vegetables.The cook who had been waiting by the side wanted to help, but was declined by Qin Ke'er.

"You all go down first!" Wei Jian waved his hand, and the cooks who were in the kitchen hurriedly got up and prepared to leave.

"Oh, wait, that, you, yes, it's you, sister, you stay, I need to show me the fire." Qin Ke'er stopped the cook who just brought eggs for herself.

The cook stood there with a perplexed expression, looked at Qin Ke'er, then at Wei Jian, as if she was waiting for Wei Jian to nod.

Although it was the Nth time that Qin Ke'er had made him unable to step down, Wei Jian was able to hold back.He nodded, indicating that the cook could stay.

In fact, it's not that Wei Jian can hold back, but that Wei Jian is accumulating, and he is waiting for Qin Ke'er to fail to make this red fruit, and then the old and new debts will be settled together.

The ending is of course obvious, Wei Jian lost, not only lost, but also convincingly lost.

A simple plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, red and yellow are clearly arranged on the plate, although they haven't tasted it yet, but the color matching alone is better than Wei Jian's previous fried plate.

"If you do this, it won't be poisonous?" Wei Jian admitted in his heart that Qin Ke'er had won over himself in terms of appearance, but he still refused to budge.

"And!" Qin Ke'er gave Wei Jian a contemptuous look, without saying a word, picked up the silver chopsticks that the cook had prepared long ago, stepped forward, picked up a big mouthful of persimmons, and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

delicious!delicious!
This familiar smell almost moved Qin Ke'er to tears.

Since coming to the Ming Dynasty, Qin Ke'er has never eaten scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

It's not that I don't want to eat, but that I can't eat it!

From the conversation between Wei Jian and Wei Liao just now, it can already be known that the Ming Dynasty at this time did not know the existence of tomatoes, and finally found out, but it was just a plaything.

Violence, this should be what I was talking about!

Qin Ke'er took a bite and found it unsatisfactory, so she picked up another egg.

Eggs mixed with tomato taste have another flavor in your mouth.

"Hey, do you want to eat? If you don't, I can eat it myself!" Qin Ke'er swallowed the egg in her mouth and looked up at Wei Jian and Wei Liao.

Noticing that these two big men were staring at him as if they were looking at rare animals, Qin Ke'er couldn't help contemptuously again, then turned to the cook beside him and said, "Sister, do you have any rice? Preferably white rice."

The cook didn't know what was going on, but after hearing Wei Jian say that it was poisonous or not, she naturally thought that the red fruit might be poisonous, but seeing this noble lady eating with gusto, so did the cook. He froze in place until Qin Ke'er asked for rice.

The rice is not cold, but still warm. This temperature is not hot, but it tastes just right.

This kind of rice is best eaten as a side dish. Qin Keer, a senior foodie, can be regarded as a free-spirited foodie. He enjoys a bite of rice and vegetables. It is an investment and a fragrance!

Among the several people present, Qin Ke'er was the most comfortable one, while Wei Liao was the most painful.

This elder brother only ate a grape and a mouthful of fish in the evening, and Qin Keer used up the water in the study before only taking a sip.

He hadn't eaten much all day, but seeing Qin Ke'er feasting, his stomach naturally reacted.

(End of this chapter)