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Chapter 4 What is the method of drawing soy sauce?
Hey, this child is not cured, Qin Fen affirmed the judgment in his heart, Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital is terrible.

Looking at the silence on the opposite side, Qin Fen's original smile also disappeared. It didn't look like he was pretending, otherwise he would call him a pig, and he should have grown up with him, so he withered. He didn't care, didn't he? What is snake spirit disease.

It seems that this hospital not only has a lot of patients, but even snake spirit disease is contagious, but no, even the cooks are sick.Even if Qin Fen was beaten to death, he would never have guessed that the person opposite him was really a fairy, and his WeChat circle of friends was really heaven. Most people would never think that he had time-traveled, because that would be a joke.

Playing with the phone, Qin Fen shook it. As for that God of Cookery, you should go take your medicine, I really don't have time to talk to you.

The God of Cookery is not free either, Shangxian is really a master, not only did he not hesitate to teach him, but even prepared the seasoning for him, so what to say, just do it, what is it like to play with a roast duck, it doesn't require mana A master of a generation, otherwise he is also worthy of the position of God of Cookery.

The phone clicked, and Qin Fen almost spit out a nosebleed.

An avatar appeared in front of him, and when he clicked on it, he had a face, a waist, a long leg, a tall stature, and that white men's one-inch shirt, Qin Fen yelled in his heart , Goblin!But it's my life.

This disguise is deadly to him, no, it is highly poisonous to more than 90.00% of men, and the remaining [-]% who are ready to come out and have sex can be ignored.

"Hi, are you there?"

Qin Fen looked at the profile picture strangely, and replied casually, "Yes." Wait a minute, this figure is so familiar, Qin Fen looked at a photo she posted, where did he see this waist and waistcoat line, this one The size is rare, so he compared it with his hands, and then looked again, I'll go, those charming eyes, it's not Sun Yating.

"Qin Fen, stay up so late!"

I'm sorry, I didn't post any photos, I didn't introduce myself, and my nickname is natural, you just found me out of the vast crowd, does this count as fate?
Qin Fen began to feel pain in his stomach, "How did you know it was me?"

"Haha, I don't know, I just shake it nearby, the average man, their answer is usually right, I think you can't fall asleep, then it must not be, how do you know it is me? When this sentence appears, you think I am How would you guess? In fact, the most important thing is, your signature, God rewards you! I think it must be you."

Sun Yating smiled wickedly, this kid is so funny.How could she add people casually, just ask any security guard on WeChat.

You are amazing, and you can lie so logically, Qin Fen made a depressed expression.

"Do you want to see the clothes I changed later today? I took a selfie."

Should I refuse, or should I refuse? Qin Fen was a little confused, "If you dare to post it, I will dare to read it."

The God of Cookery was busy in and out of the kitchen, and soon made a roast duck, rolled one according to the recipe, tried it, drank it, it was delicious, the taste was perfect when paired with sweet bean sauce, master, unfathomable!At least he couldn't think of this dish.

This pass is no problem, just thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, God of Cookery raised his hand to sweep, and the roast duck on the table disappeared completely.

Wearing a square hat and a black robe, a middle-aged man walked in, no, it should be a middle-aged fairy.

"Ha, God of Cookery, the peach feast is about to begin. If you can do it, let me come, so that the queen mother will not lose face. Not only will she not be rewarded, but she will also be punished."

The God of Cookery's face changed, bastard, you actually wish I would suffer so that you can be on top, these lowly gods are not qualified to participate in the banquet, even if they can, they will not be able to eat flat peaches, that thing is so precious, It's a big tonic, if the banquet is well organized, maybe the queen mother will reward one when she is happy, which is more enjoyable than anything else.

After working for so many years, he is almost at the end of his abilities. Mr. Stove is going to watch his jokes and benefit from it, but unfortunately, hey, we have the advice of a god.

"Stove Lord, don't worry, as the God of Cookery, this is not a problem for me."

"Really?" Stove Lord smiled disdainfully. He is in charge of the stoves of the world. You don't know how much you weigh. You are almost done showing your skills. This time you have to innovate. It depends on how you do it. "I hope, let's have a banquet See, but I'm ready, I'm not afraid of [-], just in case, I can be on top at any time."

Bastard, the God of Cookery cursed inwardly, watching the other party walk out the door, he became anxious all of a sudden, there are special dishes, where is the staple food?

My heart was not calm again, and I quickly started to call in a low voice, and I had to ask Shangxian for advice on this matter.

Just as he was about to receive photos, the dialog box suddenly changed. Qin Fen almost dropped his phone. What are you doing? You're crazy again!

"Shangxian, help me, there are special dishes, but I don't know the main food, rice? Barbecue? Or fresh fruit?"

The food in the cafeteria of your psychiatric hospital is very good. Qin Fen has a disgusted face. Forget it, he can't care about the patients.

"Do whatever you want." Qin Fen replied speechlessly.

"But I don't know how to be innovative!"

Hmm, new ideas, this is really important, just like novels, the innovation of books is the core competitiveness now, old-fashioned ones are not popular anymore, after thinking about it, Qin Fen said relaxedly, if you were not a patient, I would Playing you to death, "Cold noodles, did the Queen Mother eat that? Believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway!"

Sure enough, he is a great immortal, even the Queen Mother knows whether she has eaten or not. It seems that I asked the right way, and the God of Cookery immediately cheered up, "What are cold noodles, that is boiled noodles, picked up and let cold?"

Why are you giving up treatment? "Just make some noodles, boil them with water, take them out and let them cool, mix them with sesame oil when they are not cold, add some green onions, ginger and garlic water, some bean sprouts and seaweed shreds, add some seasonings, chili oil is the best , and some light soy sauce."

I'll kill you, my selfie, Qin Fen thought viciously, the leaders of your hospital will definitely beat you to death when they see you making cold noodles.

The God of Cookery was shocked again, it was unpredictable, such a way of eating has never been seen before, and the product of Shangxian must be a high-quality product.

He looked very hung up, but when he thought about it, he felt pain again, "Shangxian, how do you smoke the soy sauce, front or back, how do you smoke it? Is the soy sauce alive? But the noodles didn't make it." Fine."

I don't have a common language with you, you should go find a patient friend, but Qin Fen thought about it, hey, it's pitiful, I guess I'm used to being autistic, which is also a common problem of mental patients.

"Soy sauce is soy sauce!"

The God of Cookery was taken aback, soy sauce? "I only know sesame oil, sesame oil, rapeseed oil, lard, what kind of oil is soy sauce? Is it made of sauce? I know sauce, but I really don't know soy sauce."

I have such a bad temper, if I didn’t look at you pitifully, I would definitely ignore you, Qin Fen felt the sadness of Eggy, so tired, “It’s light soy sauce.” Damn, I don’t know how to do it, “You wait , I’ll send you a picture, you can see it yourself, there’s an introduction, aren’t you the God of Cookery? You can research it. I’m optimistic about you, go figure it out yourself.”

After speaking, Qin Fen walked to the kitchen again, took a photo of the Lee Kum Kee Selected Light Soy Soy Sauce he bought, and sent the picture.

The God of Cookery was amazed again, his mana was so high, and he sent it here again. The God of God is unpredictable, and I can't reach it.

Putting down the phone, Qin Fen was in a daze this time, where did my Lee Kum Kee Selected Light Soy Sauce go?Fuck, there is a ghost!

(End of this chapter)