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Husky woke up the next morning, kissed Ermin's forehead, got out of bed softly, went upstairs to feed Sky breakfast after washing, and started cooking with some eggs, sausage and chicken left in Ermin's refrigerator Omelet.A few minutes later, Ermin came up from below. She yawned and wrapped her arms around the husky's waist from behind, resting her head on the husky's shoulder, and watched as the husky carefully picked up one side of the omelette with a knife to cover it.

"You can even do this?" Ermin rubbed her chin on Husky's shoulder, "Why don't you sleep in a little longer? Wouldn't a bed with me be more attractive?"

Husky took a deep breath, and she decided to ignore Ermin's last sentence. "The first time I had an omelet was in high school. There was a cupboard for omelets for brunch on weekend mornings, but I didn't have one, so I was afraid to try it."

"Then one day I couldn't eat anything else, so I tried it, and I fell in love with it from then on. I would eat one every weekend morning, and then watch how the chef made it. Later, when I was a freshman, I also liked it. Try to do it yourself."

Ermin hummed softly, and she took the plate on the side and handed it to Husky, who thanked softly, dumped the omelet on the plate, and started to make the second one.

Ermin didn't speak anymore, she hugged the husky and watched her put the fried diced meat on the egg roll that hadn't completely solidified, and then covered it again.

"I've always thought that one day I can cook a meal for my parents." Ermin let go of the husky's waist, and let the husky put his own omelet on the plate, bring it to the island cabinet and start eating. "Even if it's just a simple breakfast. But," Ermin shrugged a little disappointedly, "I'll probably just get them some salad and a scrambled egg at most."

"I went back this time and made that crab salad. Even though the taste was much different from ours, my parents still said it was delicious. I just..." Ermin sighed softly.

Husky stretched out her hand and she patted the back of Ermin's hand, "You can't be in a hurry about cooking. The first time I cooked, I let myself and my prime minister stay on the bed in the hotel for two whole days."

Ermin laughed. "That sounds pretty scary."

Husky pursed his lips and smiled.

After eating, Ermin took two sets of tableware and got up to wash the dishes, and Husky also stood up and wanted to help.Ermin pointed, telling her to stand aside obediently.You cook, I do the dishes, that's it.However, Husky watched Ermin rinse the plate and then throw it into the dishwasher, and he couldn't help but ask a question in his mind, is it clean like this?

"What's your plan for a while?" Ermin asked, leaning on the counter after wiping off her hands.

"Go to the supermarket." Husky nodded, "Let's buy some vegetables, and then you cook for lunch today."

Ermin burst out laughing, "Shall I cook? That's great, what salad do you want?"

Husky blinked, "Can we have some meat?"

"Yes." Ermin nodded confidently, "I can still cook the chicken. If you want to eat something else, sorry, the chef can't do it."

Husky pursed his lips and laughed, "If that's the case, maybe I can help."

Ermin hugged her chest, she raised her eyebrows, "You mean you supervise me to make lunch?"

"Hmm..." Husky thought for a while, "To be more precise, I will do the first example, and then you will do the rest."

Ermin nodded, "Sounds like a plan, maybe we can try it today, and then we can cook by ourselves for Christmas? I went home this time and asked my mother if there is any dessert suitable for me to make, and she told me How do I make tiramisu, I have the recipe on my phone."

"Great!" Husky snapped his fingers, "Can you lend me a pen and paper? We can write down what we need."

Ermin nodded. She found paper and a pen, opened the memo on the phone and handed it to Husky, then supported the island cabinet with one hand, and put one hand on Husky's waist, watching Husky write down what they needed.Looking at it, Ermin suddenly laughed, and she touched Husky's ears.Husky shook her head, she looked sideways at Ermin and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is the first time I've written a shopping list for lunch with my date." Ermin got down on her stomach, shoulder to shoulder with the husky.

"Maybe it's because I'm the poorest one." Husky said, "So I don't have money to ask you to eat out every day."

The smile on Ermin's face disappeared, and she scowled, "If you had money, would you do this?"

Husky thought about it while copying the recipe, and then shook his head, "No, I think I still like to cook at home. It's okay to go out and eat big dishes that I can't cook, but I can't bear it if I eat it every day. "

Ermin nodded, "So you see, it has nothing to do with how much money you have."

Husky responded, "It seems to be the same." She said and looked sideways at Ermin, "What do you want to eat for Christmas? Let me tell you first, we can't handle things like roast turkey."

"Oh," Ermin curled the corner of her mouth, "that means, if I want to eat smoked salmon, Christmas pudding, mulled wine and eggnog, these Christmas standard foods, you can do it."

Husky looked at Ermin with a puzzled face, what was the group she just mentioned?

"Well," Husky touched his chin, "then I think it might be easier for us to find a restaurant that is open on Christmas Eve. But," Husky licked his lips, "can we really make our own eggnog?"

"Of course." Ermin nodded, "In some farms in the UK, people will make it with fresh milk and brandy."

"If so," Husky's eyes lit up, "sounds like something that can always be kept in the refrigerator."

"Wow," Ermin raised an eyebrow, "I didn't know you liked eggnog so much."

Husky spread his hands, "What can I say, they are delicious, and you can't buy them in supermarkets at other times except around Christmas."

Ermin responded and didn't continue on this matter, "I want to eat the ribs you made, the sweet and sour ones. As far as the two of us are concerned, we don't need a big portion, right?"

Husky nodded, she wrote down the ribs on the list, and then she frowned slightly, Ermin didn't have vinegar here, and American supermarkets didn't sell the vinegar she wanted.Although it is said that some people use tomato sauce to make sweet and sour pork ribs, but, um, as a Zhejiang native, how can we make sweet and sour pork ribs without vinegar?

However, Husky shook his head, not a big problem, anyway, I still have an unopened bottle at home, just bring it here.And since there are ribs, there is also soup. Two dishes and one soup for two people, as well as salad and dessert, are fine.

"Anything else you want to eat?" Husky looked at Ermin and asked.

"This is what I want to ask you." Ermin knocked on the island cabinet, "Is there anything I can do, what do you want to eat?"

Husky opened his eyes and looked at Ermin, this seems to be a little difficult.

"Okay." Ermin nodded readily, "I understand what you mean." She walked behind the sofa and hugged the computer. "Then let's look up the recipe. We already have meat, so how about some seafood?"

Huskies nodded, seafood, so what recipe should I look at?Steam it directly in a pot, put some vermicelli, garlic and vinegar, don’t be too perfect, okay?

It's a pity that whether it's shrimp or shellfish, Huskies believe that they must be fresh if they want to eat them, so she expressed a strong reluctance to buy them one day in advance and start cooking them tomorrow.When it was almost eleven o'clock, Ermin made a decision directly, and the salmon was grilled.

After confirming the ingredients to buy, Ermin asked Husky to change into the polo shirt he bought yesterday, and headed for the nearby supermarket.After shopping in the supermarket for more than an hour, I bought all the items on the list, and confirmed to the clerk several times that I bought the right mascarpone cheese for tiramisu, before Husky settled the bill calmly.Ermin became even more calm. Just as Husky had signed his name, Ermin shook the phone at Husky, motioning for him to transfer his half of the money.

Back home, Husky asked Ermin to marinate the minced meat with salt, black pepper and eggs, and then boil water to start cooking pasta.Husky, who is very unsure about his own dessert, took a small pot at this time and started trying to make eggnog.After all, well, if this attempt fails, at least it won't ruin their Christmas dinner.

According to the recipe, the milk, vanilla and cinnamon were boiled for 5 minutes on low heat. Ermin looked at the slightly darker milk mixture with concern, and did not speak out of trust in Husky.After that, Husky poured the bought egg yolk and sugar into the milk mixture, and cooked it for about 3 minutes. Husky, um, according to the steps in the recipe, it is almost done.

Poured out the small pot of liquid that looked very different from the eggnog he usually drank. Facing Ermin's suspicious gaze, Husky reassured himself. It should be because the brandy hadn't been put in yet. And cream, it should be, the color should not be so dark... I hope...

Carefully move a large bowl of mixed liquid to the farthest place from the stove, confirming that it is impossible for Sky to jump up and lick this liquid that is likely to become a harmful substance, Husky stabilized his mind and put the cooked pasta Take it out, give it a little dip in cold water, and start cooking today's lunch with Ermin.

Huskies heat up the pan and add a little more oil. When the oil is hot, sauté the garlic until fragrant, then add the minced meat and start frying.Husky handed the wooden shovel to Ermin, and asked her to slide the minced meat away, and then lowered the fire, so that she could stir fry slowly without fear of oily stars jumping out.

"When is the best time?" Ermin asked after turning over the shovel for more than a minute.

Husky blinked, "It will be fine when the minced meat turns white."

"Wouldn't it be faster if we used a big fire?" Ermin continued to ask.

"But I'm afraid that the oil star will jump out and splash you."

Ermin froze for a moment, then turned up the fire.

The speed of the fire will be fast, and the minced meat will soon change color. "What's next?" Ermine asked.

"It depends." Husky said, "If you want to eat sweet and sour, put tomato sauce, if you want to eat salty, put a little salt, if you want to eat original flavor, you can put the minced meat out now. If you want cream, put cream, and if you want, um, a little more creativity, just throw something in.”

Ermin glared at Husky from the side, and couldn't believe that cooking could be done at will.

"But you'd better make up your mind quickly." Husky glanced at Ermin's frying pan, "If you go any further, the meat might burn and you can't eat it."

So Ermin didn't think much about it, and directly took a bottle of ranch sauce from the refrigerator and poured it in.Husky looked at the minced meat served with ranch sauce, and silently made a sign of the cross in his heart.The sins I have done, I have to go on my knees.

"Now you can turn the heat to the minimum." Husky said, "Then you have to try to stir the minced meat and sauce evenly, and if you think it's too thick, you can pour a little water."

As soon as the husky finished speaking, Ermin reached out and pointed at the pool, and the husky immediately ran over to catch the water.

"The water should be poured little by little." Husky handed over the bowl that received the water, "otherwise it might be too watery."

Ermin responded, took the bowl, and stirred it while pouring it, so frightened that the husky quickly grabbed the handle of the pan. "You'd better hold the handle and stir." After Ermin put down the bowl containing water in his hand, Husky gave up the handle of the pan with lingering fear, "Otherwise, if the bottom of the pan is not stable and falls down, then But it’s not fun at all.”

Ermin looked sideways at Husky and said with certainty, "How many times have you smashed it?"

Husky cracked his mouth, "I can only say that my legs are not covered with scars now, it's just because I react quickly."

Ermin laughed. "How can I be sure it's okay?"

"A very primitive method." Husky said, taking a spoon and handing it over, "Taste it."

Ermin scooped up half of the spoon carefully, licked it with the tip of her tongue, frowned and thought for a while, then handed the spoon to Husky.Husky took a deep breath and drank it in one gulp.

"What do you think?" Uh asked.

What do I think, I think there is an old saying in China that is very true, self-inflicted evil, you can only barely live.However, to be reasonable, the taste is still okay. If you add a little more sugar, um, a little more sugar should be good. After all, sweet and sour are the people's favorite in Zhejiang, no matter how strange the sour taste is...

"Is this the taste you imagined?" Husky worked hard to build confidence for Ermin. If he hit others too hard for the first time, Ermin might eat takeaway more often in the future.

"No," Ermin replied, "I've never tasted it before."

Husky felt that he might not be able to continue. "Then, do you think this taste is acceptable?"

Ermin frowned and thought for a while, "Can you accept it?"

Huskies took a deep breath, isn't this an endless loop? "Let's put the pasta on," Husky took a deep breath. Since he has made such a new product, he probably has no choice but to try it.Put the pasta, and when the pasta and minced meat sauce were evenly mixed, Ermin and Husky scooped their lunch out of the pot and put it on the island cabinet.Then both of them bit their lips and looked at the lunch in front of them silently, neither of them moved the fork first.

Husky twisted her chin and thought for a while, she got up and opened the brandy, then walked to the cold bowl of eggnog with the cream pot in her arms, poured the brandy into it, and carefully mixed it evenly , and added cream on top.

Ermin turned her face away, and she watched Husky take a sip with a spoon, and then swallowed it with a grim expression. "Guess I don't have to ask you how it tastes," said Ermin. "Do you think we should stop making tiramisu tomorrow?"

"One thing is for sure, anyway, I definitely don't have the talent to make desserts." Husky said, she brought the bowl of liquid to the sink and poured it directly, "But there is one thing, you made it for us Lunch is definitely better than this."

Ermin laughed, rolling up the pasta with a fork and delivering it to her mouth. "I don't doubt that at all."

After eating a very novel lunch, Husky and Ermin came to a consensus, that is, in the future, ranch sauce must not be used alone in minced meat.Husky is very happy, how good it is, and learned a little more.Clean up the kitchen together, Husky plans to go home and take a nap, after all, Ermin may have left by the time he wakes up.

Ermin didn't talk to Husky, she pushed her directly into her bedroom, sent her the code of her door, kissed her and went down to change her clothes.