Do you also want to adopt Doro?

Not long after, Huang Musong returned from shopping and was greeted by a strong smell of smoke as soon as he entered the house.

The capital region is long past the era of gas cylinders.

Nowadays, every household uses natural gas.

Smart gas meters offer maximum safety with multiple layers of protection.

Therefore, he was not worried at all that Doraemon would cause gas poisoning or a fire.

Further analysis based on the burnt smell...

Huang Musong judged that Duoluo's failure to use an electric griddle caused the food to burn.

The loss today is the food we planned to eat for dinner...

Should we give Doraemon a little criticism?

After getting to know each other for more than ten days, Huang Musong gradually realized that he couldn't spoil Xiao Duoluo too much.

Made a mistake,

Criticize when it's appropriate.

That's right.

Praise when it's due.

Burning food and wasting it deserves to be addressed.

Huang Musong finally decided to first criticize Duoluo, and then immediately praise its merit of taking the initiative to do housework.

But before he could even sneak into the kitchen and bring Doraemon out...

Two memories are generated in my mind!

[Excerpt 1: Doro wanted to learn to cook. If it learned, it could make sure you had a hot meal waiting for you when you came home every day. Because it wasn't very skilled at cooking the first time, Doro messed it up. You criticized it, and it readily accepted it. From then on, Doro dared not try to cook on its own again, and would always stay far away from the kitchen when it didn't have to.]

[Excerpt 2: Doro wanted to learn to cook. If he learned, he could cook a hot meal for you every day when you came home. Although he messed up his first attempt, you didn't criticize him; instead, you genuinely encouraged him. From then on, Doro mastered a brand new and special skill, and honed it to an increasingly profound level…]

???

One question mark after another popped into Huang Musong's mind.

Based on the memory of fragment 1,

It is reasonable to give Doraemon appropriate criticism.

but!

What the heck is this brand new special skill?

Everyone has curiosity, and Huang Musong is no exception; he couldn't possibly be immune to curiosity about "Special Skills".

So he shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​educating Doraemon.

Burning a few dishes is just a waste of money anyway.

Special skills, once you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another chance.

Having figured out what to do, Huang Musong stepped into the kitchen with a doting smile on his face and said, "You like overcooked tomatoes and eggs? Doro, you have such unique tastes, you actually like burnt dishes."

He rubbed Doro's head.

He didn't care at all about burning the food and wasting it.

Doro thought he would be scolded for doing something wrong, so he lowered his head and prepared to endure the storm, but no one got angry.

How lucky!

Doro secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then it moved closer to the large bag of food that the person had just bought.

Eggplant, eggs, minced meat, tomatoes...

That's awesome!

With plenty of ingredients, I won't go hungry tonight. This time, I'm determined to make the most delicious and fragrant dinner.

I see,

Doraemon went from being timid to being full of confidence.

She tightened her apron, ready to showcase her culinary skills once again!

"Human~"

"Go lie down and rest."

"Let me cook tonight, okay?"

Its big eyes sparkled with an incredibly sincere plea. Doro was afraid that Huang Musong would refuse, and its little worry made it keep rubbing its hands together.

Considering the content of the memory fragments,

Huang Musong readily agreed.

With a simple "hmm," he skillfully rinsed the rice, poured the raw rice into the rice cooker, added water, and pressed the switch.

The movements were executed in one smooth motion!

After finishing the main course, Huang Musong turned and left the kitchen, only leaving behind a few words of safety advice: "Be careful not to get burned by the hot oil. Use the electric griddle to cook, don't touch the gas stove, otherwise I won't feel at ease. Do whatever you want, I'm going to wait for dinner to be served."

Done.

He deliberately closed the kitchen door.

Give Doraemon the opportunity to fully utilize his abilities.

The recognition and trust from people greatly surprised Doraemon, and he was so excited that his whole body trembled.

I'll try my best!

Doraemon shouted out in a trembling voice out of excitement.

...

In the living room, Dorothy pretended to be engrossed in reading, but in reality, she was constantly eavesdropping on sounds coming from the kitchen.

Although I am rather introverted

Dorothy was all ready to go and persuade people not to be angry.

As a result, the person didn't get angry at all.

Instead, he unconditionally allowed Doraemon to continue ruining the ingredients?

Confused, Dorothy pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and looked up, staring intently at Huang Musong.

Dorothy: "I don't want to eat burnt food."

It suddenly spoke without any intonation.

Huang Musong almost thought he was hallucinating.

It has been confirmed that it is Dorothy speaking.

He quickly moved closer.

"Speak louder, I'm hard of hearing, I didn't hear what you said clearly just now," Huang Musong said jokingly, tilting his head and putting his ear towards Dorothy.

The aloof Dorothy was suddenly thrown into a daze.

My mind went completely blank...

Such a shameless person~

He clearly heard it very clearly!

They actually want me to talk more? I'm not going to fall for that!

Dorothy quickly lowered her head, pretending to continue reading and ignoring everyone.

Judging from Dorothy's reactions, Huang Musong found her increasingly amusing. Compared to Doraemon, the clever and aloof Dorothy was incredibly fun to interact with. The little guy's personality reminded Huang Musong of an icy girl from his high school days…

Memories flooded my mind.

He sat down on the sofa, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen...

Little Doraemon puts his cooking skills to the test!

Just now,

In the short span of ten seconds that the person left the kitchen.

Doraemon suddenly felt an itch on his head.

It's like when we got the hammer, there was a similar phenomenon.

However, this time it didn't get anything resembling a hammer.

Doraemon was surprised to find that he seemed to know how to cook!

He picked up the kitchen knife and moved with practiced ease.

First, it cuts the scallions into sections.

The pungent smell of fresh scallions made Doraemon sneeze loudly.

The next steps involve stir-frying the ingredients, heating the oil, adding the vegetables, and so on...

It was all done in one go!

The crackling sounds combined to create a beautiful symphony in the kitchen.

A rich aroma filled the air.

The first dish, "Garlic Sprouts with Minced Meat," was successfully cooked.

Immediately, some more scallions and ginger were thrown into the pot. In an instant, an even richer aroma filled the air.

Doraemon nodded with great satisfaction.

Next, slowly pour the beaten egg mixture into the electric griddle.

When the egg mixture comes into contact with hot oil, it immediately expands and turns an enticing golden yellow at the edges.

Doro waved the spatula and stirred the food.

His movements were so practiced that they resembled those of a top-tier chef at state banquets, surnamed Sui, whose appearance fee was as high as 500 yuan!

Remove the eggs and set aside. Add the chopped tomatoes.

The tomatoes soften quickly in the hot oil, making the broth thicker. Finally, the pre-cooked eggs are poured in and mixed together.

The salt and sugar were just right.

A delicious and visually appealing plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes is ready!

quickly,

The fourth dish...

The fourth dish...

The fifth soup...

Doraemon is 100% perfect cooking.

At some point, the kitchen door, which was slightly ajar, was blown open a crack by the wind, and Huang Musong witnessed the second half of the little guy's cooking through the gap.

Sitting on the sofa, squinting, his face full of disbelief!

Although he knew in advance from fragments of his memory that Doraemon would master a new skill,

Huang Musong still couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

Has Doraemon evolved into a chef?

Putting aside the aroma, just analyzing the cooking process, the skill is simply amazing!

Comparing cooking skills...

Huang Musong suddenly felt like a kitchen waste.

While secretly pondering,

Doraemon happily started serving the dishes one after another.

One dish after another was placed on the coffee table in the living room.

Even Dorothy, who was engrossed in reading, couldn't help but drool with envy.

"Human~"

"Hurry up and try my cooking!"

Showing two rows of white teeth, Doro hunched his neck and rubbed his hands together expectantly.

Dorothy wouldn't be polite to Doraemon, who was of the same race.

Dorothy was the first to pick up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and put it in her bowl to taste. The eggs were coated with sweet and sour tomato sauce, and the moment they entered her mouth, the deliciousness exploded on her tongue, with distinct layers of sweet and salty flavors blended perfectly.

"Hao Ci!"

After tasting the delicious food, Dorothy could barely speak properly.

Huang Musong then took a bite of the stir-fried garlic sprouts with pork.

Garlic sprouts are soft, savory, and perfect for mixing with rice.

He was stunned...

Anyone who's ever had stir-fried garlic sprouts with pork knows that this dish tastes best the next day. But Duo Luo's culinary skills have made freshly stir-fried garlic sprouts taste delicious even the next day!

Outrageous.

Huang Musong couldn't help but ask, "Duo Luo, how do you know how to cook these?"

Learn to cook out of thin air

This is too bizarre.

Doro blinked her clear, big eyes, her expression serious and earnest as she answered.

"I'm not sure either, I just... I figured it would taste better this way."

"Just now, it felt like I had several teachers in my head, quietly instructing me on how to cook."

"Oh? Right! One of the teachers seemed to say that she was a god who could make thunder. Hehe~, the dish she taught me to cook was a purple lotus root porridge called 'The Time of Judgment'."

As he spoke, Doraemon ran back to the kitchen and brought out a large bowl of steaming soup.