Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

  Chapter 679 It has nothing to do with stupid

  While the conch was cooked, she steamed the scallops that Jian Zhou and the others had washed, and served them with a few dishes.

  The eel that Lu Jinci over there hasn’t been washed, but the conch can be cooked.

  Six large snails, and the dug out of the snail meat was sliced ​​into half a pot with a knife.

   Stir-fried with green and red peppers, it is full of spiciness and also has the unique freshness of seafood and the toughness and crispness of conch meat.

  Put the scales, gills and viscera of the plump white waxed fish, chop off the head of the fish and divide it into two pieces. After marinating for 15 minutes, cover with red chopped and pickled peppers, and then put some seasonings on it and steam it in the pot.

  As for the body of the fish, chop it directly into pieces and fry it in a pan.

The sound of talking in the kitchen, the slight noise of the cooker hood, and the sizzling sound of all kinds of ingredients after being put into the pot rang out lively, as the sauce of the most advanced pot overflowed, all kinds of The fragrance is added to it.

  Daddy Rabbit and they started to squat by the kitchen door and swallow.

  Just when the worms in their stomachs were so gluttonous that they couldn't stop them, Yingchun Xiaomo and Rose, who had gone to work at the Ministry of Culture, came back.

Sanke, an old and disrespectful swearer, got out of the car and went back to the house. Seeing only a few hair dumplings in the living room gnawing carrots and meteorite fragments, Yingchun was so angry that he was about to yell at where he was going, and he smelled the air. The diffuse aroma immediately came in strength.

  There are delicious!

  It smells so good, the Ministry of Culture is good everywhere, but it doesn’t taste good, so he can only **** the nutrient solution, which is also a hard life.

  What's more fate is that the little boys of the Ministry of Culture are really stupid.

  I can’t understand sentences as simple as   . It’s a waste of their academic qualifications.

  "Yanyan, what is delicious?" When he came to the kitchen entrance, he asked quietly.

  Grandpa Rabbit sucked his saliva without any image, "I don’t know, I know it smells good."

  Fragrant, he hates to rush in and eat as soon as possible.

  However, it doesn’t work. You can’t bother Cub Cub cooking.

   After swallowing, he turned his head and looked at Yingchun, and decided to talk to them and divert his attention, otherwise it would be too difficult.

   "How is work today?"

  Welcome the Spring Festival, "Little boys are stupid!"

  Xiaomo, "Boys are stupid!"

  Rose, "Little boys are like stones with innocent brains. I want to open them to see if there is tofu dregs in them!"

  Grandpa Rabbit’s expressionless face, "···"

  This spit is cruel enough, is it such an exaggeration?

   But seeing that Sanke was not in a good mood, he was silent for two seconds, not daring to say anything, "Is that stupid?"

"real!"

  Yingchun nodded fiercely, and said, "They don't know many characters in the ancient books, and we have to teach them one by one.

  Don't say that it is translated into vernacular to understand the meaning, they can't even read it smoothly. "

  Jiang Youyu, Lausanne and Yunran had been acquainted with Yingchun and the others during their stay, and felt that they had to be fair to the leaders and staff of the Ministry of Culture.

  Lausanne, "Yingchun ancestor, this is really not a strange thing to Minister Zhou and the others!

   has nothing to do with stupid! !

  The fault of the empire’s culture is too severe. Now there are a lot of ancient books, many of which are in traditional Chinese characters. The ministers don’t know me and think this is normal. "

   "Yes!"

  Jiang Youyu answered quite agreeably, “Not only Minister Zhou and the others, 99% of the people in the entire empire do not know each other. One% of those who know are either dead or not yet born."

   After speaking, she felt that something was wrong. At this time, Yingchun’s emerald eyes looked over silently, and she knew where the problem was, and immediately added,

  (End of this chapter)