Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

Lin Wanyu walked out of the room with a frown.

Why does it smell so strongly of cooking oil?

"Did you not turn on the range hood while cooking?"

The next moment, Hu Yifei hurriedly poked her head out of the kitchen and said.

"Oh! I'm sorry!"

"I forgot again."

After saying that, Hu Yifei hurriedly turned on the machine.

Lin Wanyu asked in confusion.

"Feifei?"

Are you cooking?

Hu Yifei asked, puzzled.

"What did you say?!"

Lin Wanyu raised her voice and shouted.

"Feifei, are you cooking?"

Hu Yifei said, bewildered.

"What do you say?"

"The range hood is too loud, I can't hear it."

Lin Wanyu sighed and walked into the kitchen.

"Are you cooking?"

Hu Yifei said with a smile.

"Oh, I'm making fried rice."

"I'm afraid that if I don't do it for a long time, my technique will become rusty."

"Oh dear, I was so focused on looking at you that I overdid it!"

Lin Wanyu sighed and said.

"Feifei, actually your fried rice..."

"It tastes pretty good, no need to consolidate it anymore, just close the mountain directly."

"That way, everyone who can't eat your fried rice will be thinking about it."

"653, and you'll be remembered for generations."

Hu Yifei paused for a moment before speaking.

"To be remembered for generations?"

"This sounds good."

"But I think I'll pass. I'm currently working on improving my cooking skills."

Lin Wanyu asked curiously.

How can I improve my egg fried rice?

"Would you like to practice beating eggs with one hand?"

Hu Yifei turned off the heat and ladled the fried rice into a plate.

"Here, take a look at this fried rice."

"How about it?"

Lin Wanyu said against her conscience.

"It's fine."

"It has a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste."

"And a few strands of hair as decoration..."

Hu Yifei sighed and said.

"None of these things matter."

"Haven't you noticed that the fried rice I make is a little different from everyone else's?"

[Lin Wanyu: Heavens! Feifei finally realized what happened! God has smiled upon us!]

Lin Wanyu said with a smile.

Where would I be?

"I think it's quite normal."

Hu Yifei pointed to the fried rice and said.

"Look, the fried rice made by a professional chef is all grain by grain."

"Why is my fried rice a sticky, mushy mess?"

Lin Wanyu said awkwardly (cgca).

"Oh, so that's what it is."

"Feifei, did you not use leftover rice to cook it?"

Hu Yifei said in a serious tone.

"I used it."

"I cooked the rice fresh last night."

"I specifically saved it for today to make fried rice with eggs."

Lin Wanyu said with a frown.

"Wait a moment, let me take a look!"

A few seconds later, Lin Wanyu said in a serious tone.

“Feifei, there are two solutions to your situation.”

"The first method is to steam the rice instead of cooking it in a rice cooker."

"Secondly, when frying rice, the heat must be controlled well. Once the moisture in the rice has evaporated, it should be taken out of the pan."

"Otherwise, if you stir-fry it for a while longer, it will become sticky."

Hu Yifei asked, puzzled.

"real or fake?"

"Wanyu, you've learned to cook now?"

Lin Wanyu shook her head and said.

"No, but I can look it up online."

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes.

"What you read online is all unreliable."

"The internet says that if you want to win a man's heart, you must first win his stomach."

"And yet, Lin Yun is still never home."

"This afternoon, I don't know where he went off to play again."

Lin Wanyu said with a smile.

"This doesn't even refer to the same thing."

"Feifei, why don't you give it a try?"

Just then, Cyndi walked in through the door carrying shopping bags.

Upon seeing someone in the kitchen and smelling cooking fumes in the room, Cyndi immediately spoke up.

"Wow, it smells so good."

"Who made something delicious?"

Lin Wanyu silently exclaimed "Master!" in her heart while saying with a smile.

"It's Feifei, she made fried rice with eggs."

"By the way, Cyndi, you always cook, you should be able to make fried rice, right?"

What's the secret to making perfectly separate grains of fried rice?

Xinling paused for a moment before speaking.

"The secret?"

"I always use regular leftovers."

"Of course, it's fine if it's not kept overnight."

"Just freeze the rice slightly before frying it."

Hu Yifei asked, puzzled.

"Freeze the rice?"

"How come I've never heard of it?"

Lin Wanyu said with a smile.

"Otherwise, how could it be called a secret!"

"It must be a family heirloom, the kind that's passed down to daughters but not sons."

Xinling asked in confusion.

"what?"