I, Tyrannosaurus rex, raise cubs online [Transmigration Book]

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Can Wei Jing cook?

That's a good question, of course he... wouldn't.

As an otaku who doesn't follow the usual path, how could he have enlightened the skill of cooking early?

Although, he can't do it, but he can say it.

like now-

"Xiaobai, go and chop up that pork for me, don't want the pig's head meat, you choose the tenderest small inner muscle."

"Xiaobai, break two eggs, separate the yolk from the protein in one of them, save half of the yolk, put it in a small bowl next to it for later use, and stir the rest evenly."

"Xiaobai, where's the rice? How do you cook porridge without rice? What? You don't know what rice is?"

Wei Jingxin was so tired, he didn't have any eggs, the bird's eggs with the size of a fist could barely make do, the shell was too thick, he couldn't crack it, it was fine, wild boar essence could do it for him, but how to make minced meat porridge without rice? !

Wild Boar Spirit's heart is even more tired, he is obviously called Xiaobai, but when this Tu Shihua says "Xiaobai", the most heart-wrenching thing is that he still can't resist, and wants to throw the blame!

Wei Jing turned the kitchen inside and out in disbelief, until he was so tired that he was out of breath. There was no rice or wheat, except the meat was eggs, the vegetables were giant versions, and the fruits were all sour. This day can't be passed!

After being decadent for 3 minutes, he turned his head silently, looked at the dragon cub who was lying in the stroller and stared at him curiously, feeling extremely sad: "Cub, daddy wants to make you a nutritious meal, but it turns out that you are so sick." It has become such a difficult thing!"

Dragon Cub opened his mouth: "Ah."

Wild boar spirit: "..." I really want to kill this evildoer with a spatula, what should I do!

"It seems that minced meat porridge can't be made anymore. Why don't we change it? In fact, omelette meat is also delicious! The delicious pork is wrapped in golden eggs, and the meat is fragrant after one bite. It is not only rich in nutrition, but also has a good taste. Good!" Wei Jing stretched out his hand to touch Long Zaizi's head, and as he talked, his saliva was flooding.

The dragon cub didn't understand, but it didn't prevent it from rubbing its head against his palm.

[System Reminder: The cub has a favorability score of 1 and rewards the host with 1 points. 】

"You really like omelet meat better, I knew it, hahahaha! It's my son!"

Wei Jing excitedly geared up his fists: "Xiaobai, let me go, I'll cook today!"

The wild boar spirit wanted to turn around and leave immediately, watching Tu Shihua dangling in front of him, he couldn't help but want to kill him!

"Wait a minute, help me chop another piece of pork belly. You can't use all lean meat for this egg-wrapped pork. It needs three parts of white meat to be delicious. Then crack four more eggs and mix well, then..."

Blah blah blah, never stop.

Wild Boar Essence wept silently in his heart, did he agree to cook by himself?big liar!

After all the ingredients were prepared, Wei Jing rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "Xiaobai, is the pot hot?"

The wild boar spirit muffled: "It's hot."

Wei Jing nodded pretendingly, his appearance was very calm, and he looked like everyone: "Okay, then you watch from the side, today I will teach you how to make a very delicious omelette."

I don't want to learn anything!The wild boar spirit was roaring inwardly, and reluctance was clearly written on its black and swollen face.

Wei Jing pretended not to notice anything, and explained while operating: "First, add a spoonful of oil, heat it up, scoop up a spoonful of egg liquid, and pour it in gently. Dig a spoonful of meat stuffing, put it on, then scoop up one end with a spatula, fold it over the other end, wrap it up, press it tightly, hold it down, ouch, don’t let the meat inside come out—”

There was a pop, probably because he was using too much force, the minced meat bounced off, and hit the wild boar spirit next to him in the face with a slap.

Wei Jing: "...a mistake."

There was a lump of red and white minced meat hanging on the dark face of the wild boar spirit, and tears almost fell down: Grandma is a bear, this painting of flowers is definitely intentional!

Wei Jing forced himself to remain calm, and continued, "Hey, that's basically how it works. After all the meat is wrapped, steam it in a steamer for 10 minutes and it's ready to eat."

Wild Boar Spirit: "...Oh."

"Okay, then I'll leave the rest to you." Wei Jing put down the spatula, nodded without any guilt, and turned to make his custard soup.

It was said to be soup, but it was actually the simplest steamed egg. The egg had been stirred evenly, and he added some seasoning to the bowl, and put it on the steamer, pretending that it was done by himself.

Then he sat on the high stool next to him with peace of mind and became the foreman.

At the same time, Mr. Qin, who was watching the screen openly, made a decision on whether to let people go or not after repeated deliberation and thinking.

"It's so dangerous outside, this little fool will definitely not survive three days if he goes out."

The old butler nodded in agreement: "Yes, sir."

"I'm so kind and rich. It's not like I can't afford to support more people in my family."

The old housekeeper continued to echo with a smile: "Master is right."

The boss also felt that what he said was reasonable, so he stood up and said, "Let's go and try this omelette."

In the kitchen, the industrious little bee—the wild boar spirit Xiaobai, finally brought the fruit of his labor out of the steamer after working for more than half an hour.

A total of one hundred and eight egg-packed meats are arranged in a giant dragon shape. The moment they come out of the pot, the heat is soaring and the aroma is tangy.

Wei Jing picked up four of them into a small bowl with chopsticks, scooped up a few spoonfuls of steamed eggs, brought them to the dragon cub, and said with a smile: "Student Xiaobao, try the nutritious meal that Dad made for you!"

"Ahh." The dragon cub happily sprayed out a small ball of fire.

Wei Jing tactfully stretched out his hand to block it, pretending to be vicious: "Don't be naughty!"

"Who is murdering my son?" A voice with difficulty distinguishing between emotions and anger suddenly came from behind him.

Wei Jing's eyelids twitched: Why did the boss come here at this time? !

He suddenly had an ominous feeling.

This premonition soon became a reality: the boss "confiscated" the big pot of egg-packed meat.

The boss looked serious: "This thing seems to exude a dangerous atmosphere, and it must be eliminated as soon as possible."

The old butler was so agile that he even carried the steamer away.

Wei Jing wanted to cry but had no tears: "..." I haven't had time to taste my omelet yet!

The omelette meat made from such a large bird egg and wild boar smells delicious, and the taste is definitely not bad!Why--

Why are you so cruel, don't leave me a single one!

"Ah." As if aware of the sadness in his heart, Dragon Cub held half an egg-wrapped meat with his front paws, and brought it to Wei Jing's mouth.

Well, the other half was eaten by it.

Wei Jing was so touched instantly, this cub is so filial!

"Xiao Bao, you are so kind."

He sniffed, took a bite, and the next second, pee pee——

What a shame!