Uncle, you are not good

The closest place to the centrifuge is the stomach...  

In the past, Lin Ruiyin was a bit contemptuous and disapproving, but the circumstances of the situation change are different, the state of mind is also different, and the aspects of thinking about things also change accordingly.

It's just that the female boss's words are on point, and he feels very comfortable listening to him, as if he can imagine Lin Ruizhen eating the food he cooked, looking at him affectionately with a smile on his face, and feeling warm all over his body just thinking about it Exuberant, full of strength.

After thanking her, Lin Ruiyin hurriedly walked to the villa in the community with the big and small bags of vegetables and fruits.

It took no less than two hours just to buy vegetables, and it was not tiring but mentally tortured. Lin Ruiyin felt that buying vegetables was far more difficult than doing a big business.

However, thinking that this was eaten with Lin Rui, the unspeakable happiness made him unconsciously smile a little on his dark face.

Like, the warmest beam of light in winter melts the frost in the whole season.

He opened the door, put down the bag in his hand, put on slippers, walked lightly to Lin Rui's room, and opened the door a little.

Still asleep, I was really afraid that Lin Rui would panic when he woke up and found lying in an unfamiliar environment.

In the past, the business executive who was not troubled by anything, worried, or afraid, was young, ruthless and courageous, and was very popular in doing things. Lin Ruiyin, who was always clean and tidy, has completely changed.

Fear of hands and feet, timid as a mouse.

Even waking up and panicking alone is terribly frightening.

But these things, such as buying vegetables, asking others how to cook, sneaking to see a person, inexplicably moved and happy, it turns out that doing these things for the person I like is really a sense of accomplishment.

The heart is full of deep love.

Covering the door, I came to the living room, took off the outer suit, unbuttoned the sleeves of the shirt, rolled up the sleeves at the elbow joints, revealing the thin, white, well-proportioned and beautiful arms, and the two thin muscles were full of strength.

Pink Bunny Apron...

The corners of his mouth twitched, his sinister face trembled violently, and there was an urge to tear it up.

Looking at the electronic watch displayed in the lobby, it was almost ten o'clock.

Wear the rabbit apron around the neck, tie the apron belt at the back, and on the chest is a ridiculous pink rabbit apron, happily eating carrots.Lin Ruiyin hissed, and looked around the living room cautiously.

Then he sighed frequently.

With the vegetables in hand, I came to the kitchen, filled the pool with water, and started washing the vegetables.

Considering Lin Rui's physical condition in advance, the vegetables he bought were also light, such as green vegetables, eggplants, and tomatoes.

Repeatedly recalling the teaching of the female boss in her mind, Lin Ruiyin was going to cook two dishes and one soup, and then cook some millet porridge. He heard people say that millet porridge nourishes people. Lin Ruiyin didn't know if it was true or not, so she bought some back.

After the dishes are washed, the rice is also picked out.

Start cutting the vegetables. After the cabbage is put away, it is placed on the cutting board, and the kitchen knife can cut a few sections.As for the tomatoes, there are still skins on the outside, so Lin Ruiyin had to peel them off with his hands, resulting in red juice flowing everywhere. Fortunately, there was an apron, otherwise the white shirt would have turned into a red shirt. The first is good, put the tomatoes into slices and put them on the plate.

Wash the pot, brush it clean, turn on the fire, first heat the pot to red, then pour an appropriate amount of oil, heat it up and put in the chopped cabbage, when a burst of flames came up, Lin Ruiyin hurriedly put the lid on the pot in a panic.

Shocked into a cold sweat, Lin Ruiyin wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead, feeling a great deal of pressure.

About 1 minute, there was a scent of vegetables, uncovered the pot, and fried a few times, the cabbage was sticking to the pot, turned it over a few times, thinking that it should be MSG and salt, put some in it, Then put the lid on the pot and turn it to a low heat, put some garlic juice and vinegar, use the spatula to stir it a few times, shake it a few times, and almost shake the food that is about to be fried, Lin Ruiyin's heart beats to the throat Nevermind.

The fragrant vegetable smell filled the kitchen, and the gloomy man was still sweating profusely manipulating the pot.

The next dish is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Knocking a sharp kitchen knife, the egg broke a small hole, opened it gently, split it into two parts and put it into the bowl, and then the second one, stirring with chopsticks, the bright yellow egg yolk and transparent egg white mixed in Together, the colors are a bit muddy.

The pot was hot and some oil was put on it. The hot oil was emitting blue smoke, and there was a puffing sound, and a small half bowl of egg whites dripped down in a small semicircle at the bottom of the pot.

Muttering in his mouth, the egg white poured down and it became a circle...

Lin Ruiyin didn't dare to relax according to the female boss's instructions, and did as she was told.

When the red-hot oil in the pot touched something with moisture, the oil began to fry, and the hot oil droplets splashed everywhere, making people's scalp numb when looking at it.

A lot of oil had splashed on my hands, and I shook a few times uncomfortably. I still patiently poured in a small bowl of egg whites, put some salt, and turned over one side. Because the pouring was too slow, the heat could not be controlled. Some of them were scorched when they were opened, and some of them turned black.Frowning, poured out the burnt eggs in the pan and beat the eggs again to do it again.

After doing it a few times, I gained experience, wiped my sweat with relief, put the chopped tomatoes into the pot, covered the pot, and kept it on low heat for 2 minutes. The right amount of spices, wine, and sugar were ready. , Take the pot and put it on a plate, pick up a little with chopsticks and taste it.

His eyebrows were tangled, but he swallowed it anyway. After tasting the fried cabbage first, he became even more tangled.

It's not as delicious as a restaurant...

The five flavors are delicious, and I can't tell what it is like, so I start to make soup.

Cut the fresh meat and oyster mushrooms and throw them into the pot, turn on the fire, set the time, and start to put rice and water in the rice cooker, a small bowl of rice, if cooking rice, the water level is just one knuckle apart from the rice cooker , Cook only two porridge, let it cool with your fingers, plug in the power supply, and wait for it to be cooked.

I came to try those two dishes again, the more I ate, the more uncomfortable I felt.

Looking at the pocket watch on my wrist, more than an hour has passed, and I have no choice but to throw it away and start to do it again.

I bought enough vegetables, enough for two people to eat for several days, but after doing this, I have to go shopping again tomorrow, because the cooking was not good enough, Lin Ruiyin is more careful this time, the heat, whether the pot is hot, the oil should be put How much and so on, I have an estimate, and I am no longer so flustered when I have a solid foundation in my heart, and it is much easier to make. This time when I put the oil and salt, I specially tasted it, and it was very generous.

The smell of dishes overflowed in the kitchen, hooking out the gluttons in people's stomachs.

For those who are extremely Russian, a little smell of food can make their mouth water.

Lin Rui, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back, but he was so tired that he didn't want to move. After a good night's sleep, he regained his energy and staggered to the kitchen following the scent, and leaned against the door frame to watch A sweaty man inside.

Cooking?

A president in an apron with a pink bunny?

Cleaning his eyes vigorously, Lin Rui felt that he must have fallen asleep and his eyes were not working well.