Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 68 Gloomy Fiancé vs Pfr Miyoshi Citizen 68
In the end, she found a useful tutorial guide, and she prepared all the seasonings needed in advance, so as not to be in a hurry.

"Five grams of salt." Ruan You'an carefully put the salt on the newly bought electronic kitchen scale, accurate to five grams.

She felt that she was such a clever little ghost, and bought the electronic scale in advance.

Prophet!

"15 grams of light soy sauce, 10 grams of dark soy sauce..." Ruan You'an maintained a rigorous scientific attitude one by one, and measured it with an electronic scale in a realistic manner, with a dignified face, as if he was doing an academic paper.

After the seasoning was finally ready, Ruan You'an started the great project of preparing the ribs.

"Put the ribs in the pot, blanch and wash them." She nodded, moved a chair and sat in the kitchen, muttering about the recipe above, and then searched online.

——Would you use cold water or hot water, how much water should you put in, and how long would it take to blanch?
This search took a long time. While looking at her mobile phone, she poured the ribs into the pot and fished them out again.

"Then boil the sugar."

Ruan You'an likes sugar, so he poured water and rock sugar into it together, and started to stir-fry. After boiling, he found that he had put too much water, so he added a large piece of rock sugar. Later, he felt that there was too much sugar, so he added more some water.

She was very satisfied, and felt that it was almost done, so she went to wash her hands. The sugar in the pot was dark in color, which seemed to be different from what was said on the Internet.

Ruan You'an took a sip in doubt, her expression froze.

Help!

so bitter! ! !

Simply incredible.

How can sugar be bitter?
She followed the steps strictly, and the rock sugar was not spoiled!

Ruan You'an had no choice but to pour the sugar into the trash can and boil it again, and the car would overturn every time, infinitely overturning, which made her lose her temper.

With an idea, she changed the oil to boil the sugar, and a few minutes later—the sugar collapsed all over the kitchen, stuck to the stove, and the pressure cooker made a buzzing sound.

The white smoke curled up, and the house was full of smoke, like a fairyland on earth, beautiful!
Ruan You'an froze for a few seconds before realizing that something was wrong.

Choking and coughing, turned off the fire, the sugar was still splashing, and it was a mess.

fortunately!Luckily she was wearing a hazmat suit!
"Hello, is this Mr. Mu's house?" At this moment the phone rang at home, and Ruan You'an ran out of the kitchen to answer it, "Yes."

"Hello, I'm the property owner. Is your house on fire?"

"..."

"It was just a small accident, there was no fire." Ruan Youan hung up the phone with a smile, worrying about the smoky kitchen.

Suddenly heard a "bang!", I don't know what exploded.

The aunt at home happily returned home with vegetables and humming a song. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the smoky living room.

Silly.

"Bang!"

All the vegetables fell to the ground!

"It's on fire!!" Auntie screamed, and just wanted to call the police with her mobile phone.

At this time, something unknown came out of the mist and stopped the auntie's movement: "No, no, there is no fire, it's just that the smoke is a little thicker."

Auntie stared blankly at the guy in front of her.

It's Ruan You'an.

The shape is peculiar, and the sugar is still drawing on the body.

When Ruan You'an told her the ins and outs of the matter in a low voice, the aunt couldn't laugh or cry: "You scared me to death, and this outfit..."

"Just in case." Ruan You'an scratched her head, embarrassed, "Auntie, teach me how to do it, I'll learn it seriously."

Cooking is not as easy as you think.

The two first cleaned up the kitchen where the sugar juice was splashing. Ruan You'an was surprised to find that the spoons were all stuck to the sugar, and they couldn't pull it off even though they tried hard.

Seeing that Auntie wanted to add seasonings, Ruan Youan graciously handed her the seasonings that she had accurately measured before: "I have measured these, they are very accurate!"

"Quantity?" Auntie was stunned.

"Yes, I measured it with an electronic scale."

"..." My daughter, my daughter, my aunt said to herself in her heart, and then boasted: "An'an is really amazing."

In short, under the aunt's full guidance and hands-on teaching, a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs was finally freshly baked.

"You said you child, if you want to eat, just tell me directly, there is no need for you to cook by yourself." The aunt said helplessly, "Don't go into the kitchen from now on."

The girl nodded vigorously, with an innocent and pitiful expression, thinking that after she tricked Mu Junchen into her hand, she would never go into the kitchen again.

so horrible.

Ruan You'an searched the Internet again for what Mengxin is suitable for cooking, and finally felt that she would also be very good for frying an egg for Mu Junchen.

After a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs with delicious flavor and color, Ruan Youan has already begun to burst into confidence.

The pot has been cleaned, and she was just about to pour oil into it, but was stopped by her aunt with a frightened face!

"stop it now!"

"What's wrong?" The girl turned her head blankly.

"There's still water in the pot, don't pour oil!!" Auntie, a little heart, was frightened.

"So that's it, I understand." Ruan You'an took notes carefully, and waited for the water in the pot to dry up before pouring in an appropriate amount of oil under the guidance of her aunt, cracking open the eggs and throwing them in.

Ruan You'an fried eleven eggs!
Ten of them were scrapped before, and a perfect egg was fried at the time of No.11.

"Actually, the previous ones are also fine." Auntie put away the remaining eggs.

"The best thing to do is to do it." Ruan Youan said happily, took out the bread slices, salad dressing, and other vegetables, and made a sandwich.

After thinking for a while, on the washed lettuce, I used a carving knife to carve out the outline of a small person holding a heart.

"Our An'an is so skillful." Auntie praised, but the cooking was not very skillful, "Who is this for?"

With red earlobes, Ruan Youan put the sandwiches and braised pork ribs and rice in an insulated box: "Mu Junchen~"

"He should like it, right?" The girl's eyebrows are bright and delicate, the tails of her eyes are raised, and her cat pupils are bright and beautiful.

The aunt was elated: "As long as it is made by the eldest lady, the husband will definitely like it!!"

Can I finally change my name to Madam? !

But how can it be possible for a daughter to marry at such a young age? In her aunt's mind, Ruan You'an is at most three and a half years old. Like most mother fans, she thinks that her daughter is so cute that it is impossible to fall in love.

Now that she is going directly beyond love and marriage, Auntie is still a little sad in her heart.

"As long as he likes it~~"

Ruan You'an didn't know what her aunt was thinking, so she went back to her room and changed out of her protective clothing.

I plunged into the separate cloakroom, changed several sets of clothes before I came out, and went out happily carrying a bento.

Along the way, I happily hummed the tune of running to the horizon and went to the company.

On the way, I ran into Fan Shang, who followed her unhurriedly in a red sports car.

"Are you okay?" Ruan You'an turned around and asked.

"Where is Miss Ruan going? I'll give you a ride."

Fan Shang honked the horn, and his eyes fell on the girl.

She is wearing a long black dress today, her long hair is loose and slightly curly, she is wearing a pearl hairpin, her waist is slender, her skin is so white that it glows, and the two completely different temperaments of charm and purity are just right.

No wonder Mu Junchen liked it.

Ruan You'an looked at him, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Do you know Xu Gaoyi?"

(End of this chapter)