I conquer the stars with food

Wen Chang brought up two bowls of snail noodles with a smile on his face, and put the one with extra luncheon meat in front of Rong Ze: "Eat it while it's hot, the taste will be worse when it's cold."

He didn't seem to see Rong Ze's resistance, and introduced enthusiastically: "This snail powder is hot and sour and delicious, and has a strong snail flavor." He paused and added, "By the way, this powder smells like There is a little smell, which comes from the fermentation of sour bamboo shoots. But it doesn’t smell bad.”

Rong Ze nodded silently, holding his breath.

The legion leader endured the pressure on his lungs, intending to finish the meal as quickly as possible and then go back to take a shower.

Rong Ze picked up a chopstick of rice noodles.

The rice noodles were round and slippery, and they easily escaped from the control of the chopsticks and fell back into the bowl. The splashed soup just happened to fall on Rong Ze's sleeve.

Rong Ze's heart was broken.

He is dirty!

How could such an unpleasant smell get on him!

Rong Ze now wonders if he will also have an indescribable smell on his body after taking a shower.

Wen Chang lowered his eyes and pretended not to see it, but in fact the corners of his mouth curled up almost uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath, and the light and pleasant woody fragrance of the legion commander in the air was pitifully suppressed by the overbearing sour taste of snail noodles.

But Wen Chang relented a bit after all, and brought Rong Ze an apron.

Rong Ze was still stubborn: "No, it's okay, I can."

Wen Chang pointed to his chest, and there were a few drops of glistening red soup on the white military uniform shirt.

Rong Ze: ...

How does it feel, he seems to be more embarrassed now than when he was a black panther.

What's the point of refusing to admit that you're a Black Panther.

For a moment, his mood was too complicated, and Rong Ze began to doubt the correctness of his previous decision.

Seeing his cold and serious face with a bit of bewilderment and confusion, Wen Chang once again successfully put the army commander and Zai Zai together.

Okay, sure enough, it's still his cub who is sometimes shrewd, but most of the time he's a bit dull.

Wen Chang thoughtfully put the apron on Rong Ze, and helped him tie the straps of the apron.

Before Rong Ze had time to enjoy the joy of being taken care of by his boyfriend, Wen Chang said with a smile: "Why is it like the big black leopard I raised, eating everywhere."

Rong Ze:!

This is slander!

When he was the big black panther, he ate very elegantly!

No, before he ate this rice noodles, everything he ate was elegant!

It's all the fault of this snail powder!

But the violently fluctuating mental state didn't delay Rong Ze actually replied calmly: "Oh?"

Wen Chang sat back, resting his chin in one hand: "Yes, Zai Zai is still acting like a baby and asking me to feed it because it is everywhere."

Rong Ze's ears turned red.

Who, who acted like a baby!

Wen Chang glanced at the time, and it was almost time for him to teach cooking classes. He had teased the army commander enough, and began to ruthlessly chase people away: "Hurry up! I'm going to teach after eating."

The head of the legion, who was beaten up by his boyfriend, obediently responded, and continued to eat with his breath held.

The sense of smell is very nutritious to the sense of taste. For example, two carbonated sodas with completely different flavors taste exactly the same when you hold your breath, and there is no difference at all.

Another example is that when drinking traditional Chinese medicine, as long as you pinch your nose, it will not be so bitter.

So Rong Ze found that when he couldn't smell the smell, the taste of this bowl of snail noodles was actually okay.

The soup base has been removed, leaving only pure spicy and sour, but the salty aroma of the luncheon meat is not affected at all, and the eggs are so oily that people want to have another one after eating one.

Rong Ze reflected on whether his reaction just now was a little too big, maybe the snail powder is not smelly, but just something wrong with his sense of smell?

He breathed tentatively.

asphyxia.

It stinks.

what happened!

The rice noodles he was still chewing were still hot and sour, but with this indescribable smell, it seemed that the taste of the rice noodles had become less serious.

It was the first time that Rong Ze had doubts about his life.

Fortunately, there wasn't much left after that, he ate all the solids in the bowl gracefully but quickly, not a single mustard, peanut, and sour bamboo shoots were wasted.

After eating a bowl of hot snail noodles, it makes people feel warm from the stomach to the heart.

After the meal, Wen Chang sent the army commander away, and began to study the future work plan by himself.

But Rong Ze chose to leave through the secret passage.

There is no way, with such an unspeakable smell, he is really embarrassed to go outside. If he meets his subordinates, he might be suspected of coming from some "special" place.

Rong Ze took a full bath twice, but he still felt that faint smell wafting from his body.

Fortunately, his work in the afternoon is basically a video conference, communicating with the military headquarters of the capital star and the garrison troops of the galaxy that is about to pass by.

But when it was dinner time, Rong Ze met Edmund when he was going out.

This straight-hearted guy directly said something that poked the heart of the legion commander.

"Hey, what does it smell like?"

Rong Ze: ...

Both showers were wasted.

Rong Ze pretended that he didn't know anything, but Edmund still came over: "Sir, I heard that brother Wen taught them a new snack this afternoon, and it is said to taste very strange."

Rong Ze now has PTSD for the word "weird". The last "weird" snail powder still left a deep imprint on him. This second weird snack is not necessarily what it is of.

"How strange?" He asked warily.

Edmund looked expectant: "As far as I know, it is said to be a food that smells bad and tastes good!"

Rong Ze: ...

Is this the sixth sense of the good but not the bad spirit version? !

But Edmund is still adding fuel to the fire: "Their students can take back what they have finished! I have asked Sister Yang Qing to save a copy for me, hehehe."

Rong Ze waved his hand weakly: "Then go quickly."

How can there be a person like Edmund who has a very keen sense of smell but is completely unaffected by the smell!

Rong Ze's original direction was the kitchen, and he planned to have a meal with Wen Chang and invite him to watch a holographic movie.

As a result, now that he heard that a lot of smelly things had just been made there, Rong Ze's progress froze.

What should I do? Do you want to go?

If he didn't go, how could he warm up with his boyfriend, but if he went, he would face an unspeakable smell.

Rong Ze struggled for half a second before deciding to follow the original plan.

But it's just a bad smell!He can bear it!The most important thing is to fall in love with Wen Chang!

The legion commander, he is here, he is here, and he is walking towards death.

In the kitchen, Rong Ze saw Wen Chang busy doing something at the cooking counter.

But there is no legendary stench in the air.

Rong Ze felt relieved, he leaned behind Wen Chang, watched Wen Chang's movements for a while, and then suddenly said: "What are you doing?"

Wen Chang was taken aback.

He was so engrossed in what he was doing just now, his mental strength shrank back, and he really didn't notice that Rong Ze, who was walking silently, came over.

He patted his chest to calm his frantically beating heart.

"As expected of you, there is no sound at all when you walk." Zai Zai has thick paw pads, and he did not expect this skill to still exist in his human form.

Wen Chang: "I'm flirting with sugar."

Seeing the appearance of the army commander running away at noon, he felt a little bit of guilt in his heart, and decided to coax him with some sweets at night.

Although the head of the legion should realize his mistake in concealing the truth, Wen Chang decided to take his time. There is still such a long time in the future, and he can't wait for a period of time to squeeze the wool. .

So although he taught everyone how to make stinky tofu in the afternoon, he decided to let the army commander go in the evening.

Wen Chang was just observing the temperature and color of the sugar, and the step of boiling the sugar is particularly critical.

If the syrup is boiled for too long, it will eventually turn brown and slightly bitter, but if it is not boiled for a long time, it will be too watery to hang the fruit.

The best syrup is light golden in color and can pull out filaments.

And the link of dipping in sugar is also very important. If the syrup coated is too thick, the hard and thick syrup will affect the taste very much, and you will not be able to bite the fruit in one bite.

There must be a uniform layer of syrup that is thin and not scattered to be the best.

These two key steps are done well, and the last step of sugar dumping is a matter of course.

The crystal syrup solidifies quickly during pre-cooling, and leaves a perfect sugar wind on the cutting board, thin but not broken, and the final effect is definitely a work of art.

Wen Chang picked up a prepared candied haws and handed it to Rong Ze: "Try it, I think you will like it."

When he made it, he carefully removed the core of the hawthorn and then flattened it to ensure that the legion commander could eat it effortlessly and gracefully.

Hey, the raised cub has too much self-esteem, and his spiritual old father really broke his heart.

Rong Ze took it over, the red fruit was pressed down to the thickness of a finger, and there were many white sesame seeds evenly distributed between the peel and the syrup, the whole bunch of fruit was very beautiful in color, it was really an art that could be displayed directly Taste.

He took a bite, the sugar coating was crisp, the hawthorn was soft, and the sesame seeds in the middle were chewed, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

The hawthorn was indeed a little sour, but the acid was quickly neutralized by the sugar coating, and the cold hard candy crunched in his mouth, and the sound inexplicably made Rong Ze feel very happy.

In this way, Rong Ze took the candied haws and watched Wen Chang continue to cook while eating, and from time to time, he used his free hand to lift Wen Chang's hair that was scattered and covered his eyes.

Anyway, although he doesn't work, he still needs to have a full sense of participation.

Wen Chang was concentrating on throwing a beautiful sugar wind on the candied haws, but Rong Ze interrupted him a few times, and the sugar wind he made was so crooked that he couldn't see it.

Wen Chang turned his head and glared at the army commander.

Rong Ze didn't realize that he had offended his boyfriend, so he even raised the candied haws in his hand: "Do you want to eat it?"

The anger in Wen Chang's eyes was interpreted by him as greed.

Wen Chang: ...

This silly... is it really the majestic man who brought his subordinates to knock on the door that day!

Sure enough, the legion commander that day was just pretending!

The author has something to say: here we come!

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