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A kitchen rookie is not scary, but two rookies together are a bit scary.One dared to speak and the other dared to believe, Liang Xiaoxi actually felt that Gu Luoyao was right.The two of them just stood there staring at the half pot of water, as if they wanted to boil the water with their thoughts.

The water here has not boiled yet, and the rice cooker over there has jumped to the heat preservation mode.

Gu Luoyao went to lift the lid to see what was going on inside, but when she opened the lid, she herself fell silent.

Make a good pot of porridge, because the water is a little less and it turns into rice.But if it is rice, this water is a bit too much.I don't know what this pot should be, it's awkward to count it at any end.

"This, can I eat it?" Liang Xiaoxi was a little skeptical, she had never eaten such a strange thing...let's call it porridge.

"can."

Voices that did not belong to the two people who were in the kitchen sounded from behind. Gu Luoyao and Liang Xiaoxi turned their heads together, and saw Yu Huan walking in with a yawn, scratched his hair twice and tied it behind his head, and waved his hands to signal to the two of them. Move away a little.

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Yu Huan felt something was wrong when he woke up.

Putting the headache aside for now, the key is that this time is not right.

Why hasn't the alarm clock sounded yet?

There is a glass of honey lemonade on the head of the bed. After a night of soaking, this taste...

After taking a sip, Yu Huan didn't want to take another sip.

too bitter!

Bitter, astringent and sour, it was even worse than last night's citron tea.

With this sip of lemonade, Yu Huan woke up completely.

I couldn't care less about why the alarm clock didn't go off, or even wash my face and brush my teeth.

Yu Huan didn't see Gu Luoyao in the living room, but when he heard the movement in the kitchen, he thought it was going to be bad, so he rushed to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, he saw two people standing in front of the rice cooker and staring at it. Liang Xiaoxi was still suspicious and asked if he could eat it.

I don't know if I have a brain twitch, and I blurted out "yes" without seeing what was going on.

After seeing the situation in the rice cooker, Yu Huan can only say that it is not burnt, which is indeed considered good.

"Give me 10 minutes, you guys should go and do it, come and eat later."

Yu Huan has the final say on matters in the kitchen, Gu Luoyao dragged Liang Xiaoxi, who was still hesitating, away, and before going out, she did not forget to explain to Yu Huan, "I also boiled chicken eggs, I don't know if they are cooked."

Half a pot of water, just three eggs.Yu Huan felt his heart was bleeding, wishing he could put a few more eggs in it immediately to save money.

But the water was already boiling, and it was too late to put it in again.Yu Huan put the lid on the pot and turned off the heat, letting the remaining heat heat the eggs inside for a while.

As for this... something that can barely be called porridge.

There was still the leftover fish ball soup from last night in the refrigerator. Yu Huan took a pot and poured the soup into it and heated it up. He also added the porridge from the rice cooker, and used the soup to dilute the porridge.

Cut the green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms into shreds and throw them into the porridge, then pat a cucumber to make a sauce.

Take out the eggs and soak in cold water to cool down, soy sauce, oil consumption, vinegar, sesame oil, a little salt, add chili and coriander to make a bowl of hot and sour sauce, peel the eggs and cut into small pieces and put them in.

In 10 minutes, Yu Huan's hands didn't stop.

Fish ball porridge, pickled cucumbers, and a bowl of cold chicken eggs.

It's not very rich, but it's nutritionally balanced, and the taste should be okay.

After finishing breakfast, Yu Huan had time to wash up. The headache slowed her down, and it took her a while to tidy herself up.

The food on the table did not move, and the two people sitting by the table were slowly stirring the porridge and chatting with each other with a spoon. When they heard the movement, they both turned their heads and stared at it, which shocked Yu Huan.

"Gān...gān?" Yu Huan's hair almost stood on end, "Isn't it delicious?"

It's normal for a meal to be prepared in a hurry, and it doesn't taste very good.Especially the egg cold salad, Yu Huan had never made it, let alone tasted it, it was purely made according to the method of the cold salad dish, and she was not sure what it tasted like.

It can't be really bad, can it?

Yu Huan was a little apprehensive, and began to wonder if there was any remedy if it really didn't taste good.

Gu Luoyao moved the porridge she had been stirring for a long time to the side, brought another bowl by herself, and smiled at Yu Huan, "No, I'm waiting for you."

What is there to wait for? It’s not all about eating early and late.

The numbness of the scalp hadn't passed yet, Yu Huan automatically sat down on the spot where Gu Luoyao put away the porridge bowl, with Gu Luoyao next to him and Liang Xiaoxi opposite.

The taste is actually okay, not that tasty, but not bad either.

It was Liang Xiaoxi on the opposite side, and Yu Huan was always worried that she would suddenly bring up that topic, so he ate breakfast so frightened that his stomach almost twitched.

Fortunately, Liang Xiaoxi was just smiling and chatting about the people and things she met in the dance troupe, her expression was as usual as if nothing had happened, which made Yu Huan wonder if she was really joking before.

But who would take the joke so seriously, and even ran over early in the morning without eating breakfast.

Liang Xiaoxi was telling anecdotes about what she had encountered, while Gu Luoyao was listening by the side, and wanted to tell her something to pay attention to outside.Obviously it was breakfast for three people, everyone was quite normal, but Yu Huan was the only one who was worried and ate absent-mindedly.

What's worse is that her head is still hurting, and she doesn't feel like eating anything, so she can only drink porridge and think about getting some juice later.