Doomsday charter woman

Chapter 77 77. Onion Dip Sauce
It is impossible to go to the temple to worship, and they don't even bring out the gate of the factory.

Before I knew it, the Lantern Festival was over.

This year, they have had a good time, not to mention the dumplings, almost the whole man and Han came out of the banquet.

Those who know how to cook but those who don't, except Li Jialin who is lying on the bed and unconscious, everyone including Hua Lin must have a dish.

What did Hua Lin prepare that day?

It seems to be, with scallions dipped in sauce, and a beautiful presentation.

Then, Hua Lin started a new skill, and every time it was meal time, he would be busy in the kitchen.

Cucumber Dip, Lettuce Dip, Chili Dip, Garlic Cucumber, Garlic Eggplant, Poached Egg…

"Little fish, come and try this dish, old vinegar peanuts, sweet and sour, suitable for a beautiful and lovely girl like you."

Hua Lin gave Ye Yu a large spoon with great enthusiasm. If it wasn't for the fear of wasting and getting hammered, the food he cooked really wanted to be eaten only by Ye Yu. This is his love meal, which is really cheap for these people.

Ye Yu has also gotten used to Hua Lin's behavior of picking up vegetables for her. She has no memory of being fed when she was a child, and this is the first person to pick up vegetables for her.

They always eat their own meals, at most, which dish is delicious and let them eat more. Seeing that there is less food, they urge to eat more. There has never been a so-called serving chopsticks.

Ye Yu saw the word "serve chopsticks" from novels, and it was true.

"Little fish, try this glutinous rice balls. I added a handful of fried rice when cooking. I read on the Internet that fried rice tea can help you lose weight and remove damp. Eat more, drink more."

Ye Yu looked at the bowl that Hua Lin put on the table in front of her. The glutinous rice balls were boiled, and the soup in the bowl was dark. It was unclear whether it was dyed with sesame stuffing or black fried rice.

Ye Yu raised his head and glanced at him, Hua Lin, who was looking directly at him, touched his nose in embarrassment, and explained in a low voice: "I'm just starting to learn, it's normal to make some mistakes, yes, it's normal. "

Hua Lin drew the blueprint confidently.

"When I practice more, I will definitely not make such low-level mistakes again. Isn't this a waste of food? Next time, next time, I will definitely fry the rice until it is golden."

"It's burnt yellow."

Wen Rou looked at Hua Lin, feeling awkward and awkward.

This "fiancé" who once dismissed her and she didn't like it, that well-known playboy and playboy in the Lunhai base who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, actually washes his hands and makes soup for her cousin.

This is love, right?
Why is it different from the love she encountered?

Thinking of that person, Wenrou's eyes dimmed, and a slight pain arose in her heart.

I don't know what happened to that person, I really want to watch him fall from heaven to hell, and it is best not to be reborn forever.

"Golden, golden, golden!"

Hua Lin's childish language brought Wen Rou back to her senses.

Seeing Hua Lin like this, Wen Rou laughed out loud.

That's it?Where did she put her nerves in the wrong place, to think that such a person and such a love are very good?
The point is, she is still envious.

Wen Rou shook her head, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

"Hey, why are you shaking your head? Why don't you look down on me? I, Hua Lin, will leave my words here. Next time, I will definitely cook golden fried rice!"

"Then what if you can't make it out?"

(End of this chapter)