152. Facing Love

Come back to his senses from the slap, Jiang Qiao looked at the kitchen and pulled the corner of his mouth.

"What dish do you want to learn?"

“Steamed lard eggs.”

"Well... I'm sure, I'll take two eggs and gently knock them into the bowl. Remember to hit them with one hand. If you don't have the handsome posture, the taste will be even more fragrant."

Fairy Bai took two eggs and followed suit. This operation was not difficult for her at all. She was just a little confused. Why would it be more delicious when she hit one hand? This has not been cooked.

"Then what?"

"Put a little salt to season, add a chopstick lard, stir well, then add half an equal amount of cool white boiled rice, let it stand, skim off the surface foam with a spoon, then steam it in the pot, and leave it out of the pot for about 5 minutes. At this time, the steamed egg is the most tender, smooth and delicious."

Fairy Bai nodded and said with a serious look: "I can do it, I can do it."

He thought about it and added: "This is a skill my mother passed on to me. Now I will pass it to you, and you can pass it to our daughter in the future."

"Do you want to be beaten again?" Fairy Bai clenched her fists and threatened her tone seriously.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." After taking the advantage of the word, he decisively admitted his mistake.

"Okay, let's learn a dish today, and I'll make some fried shredded potatoes and have supper."

"Then I'll go steam the rice. By the way, how should the rice be steamed?" She turned on the rice cooker and took out the inner liner, her face slightly red.

I have made firewood rice before, but I saw Jiangqiao pressing on this rice cooker. After twenty minutes, the rice was steamed, one by one, and one by one, and the grains were clear.

Jiang Qiao squatted on the ground, digging potato skins, and said casually: "We two eat a bowl of rice. You should first wash the rice, use clean water twice, and finally add water and flood the rice and it will be almost half a piece of fingers deep."

“Ohh.”

Fairy Bai did it one by one, put the inner vessel into the pot after it was done, and Jiang Qiao also reminded him to wipe the moisture at the bottom.

According to Jiangqiao, all electrical appliances are afraid of water. Once water leaks during use, they will be scrapped and replaced in most cases.

"Hmph, it seems that the omnipotent scientific equipment is also weak, and its shortcomings are too obvious." Fairy Bai complained.

Jiangqiao opened his mouth and said: "So, many devices now have waterproofing."

Fairy Bai's breathing stagnated, and she thought about it. Can she think of it, those great scientists have no solution yet?

"Plug in, press the Start button, order the firewood rice, and then wait until the rice is cooked."

"alright!"

Fairy Bai clapped her hands and looked at the rice steamed by herself, and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. Using a rice cooker is indeed much more convenient than cooking firewood, and there is no smoke yet.

She walked into the kitchen: "Is there anything else I need to help?"

Jiang Qiao looked at the potatoes in his hand, and every time he cut them into shreds, they were cut into uneven thickness. After thinking about it, although Fairy Bai lost the Taoist fruit, she was still there. She couldn’t pick up any shreds of potatoes?

The scene where I originally planned to teach her to cook was that the fairy was holding a spatula. He held the fairy's hand, and then stir-frying with affection on both sides. He was fond of each other, but after the slap he had just passed...

Forget it, just think he didn't think about it.

"Cut the shredded potatoes, try it?"

She took the kitchen knife with interest and waved it casually. The feel was much worse than her fairy sword, but there should be no problem with cutting vegetables.

"Cut shreds, right? How thin should it be?"

"Whatever, the first time you cut your own performance, there is only one requirement, just don't cut your own hands."

Fairy Bai responded, then raised his knife and fell. The kitchen knife and the chopping board collided and made a series of tick sounds, which were so fast that it brought out the afterimage.

Jiang Qiao was amazed at the sight of him. He is really a cultivator. He is very skilled in his swordsmanship and can be as fast as he gets the first time he gets started. It seems that he will have a chance to eat Wensi tofu in the future.

I don’t know how many dozens or hundreds of times the kitchen knife fell, until Fairy Bai used his skills to stop his sword and stood up. Jiang Qiao took out a piece of potato as thin as a cicada’s wings and fell into deep thought for a moment.

How can I fry this?

Take out two potatoes at will, the thickness is almost the same, and the accuracy is comparable to that of a machine tool.

Seeing him stunned, Fairy Bai said in a tantrum: “Is it not that I can cut it well?”

"Uh...too thin, can't stir-fry."

Fairy Bai showed an apologetic look: "When I was learning swords before, my master taught me that every move must be accurate. When I swung the sword ten thousand times, the error cannot exceed one slight. In the years of my life, the number of swings of swords has exceeded hundreds of millions of times."

"So I have muscle memory, right?" Jiang Qiao sighed. This practice of Taoism is really not something that humans do. It is so boring. Not to mention anything else, the number of steps to swipe WeChat in the canyon is more interesting than this.

Fairy Bai nodded embarrassedly.

"Then do I have to continue cutting shreds?"

Jiang Qiao nodded with a smile, not wanting to dispel her enthusiasm. If she teaches her well in the future, she will have a fairy wife cooking every day. This is the enjoyment of the world.

"Tsk, it's okay, you can cut it casually. At worst, you won't eat green pepper shredded potatoes today. I'll give you a potato cake."

The result was that the potato shreds cut by the fairy white were almost the same as the hair, and they could spread like flowers in the water. Jiang Qiao had no doubt that he could ignite any of them with a lighter, and his knife skills were ridiculously strong.

“It looks so good.”

"Did you say I cut shredded potatoes?"

"No, I'm talking about you."

Fairy Bai held the kitchen knife in her hand, her heart suddenly tightened, and then she jumped around.

It's over, and this guy is about to start talking nonsense again.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Qiao, her little face frowned: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Qiao's eyes drooped. When she looked at the kitchen knife in her hand, she felt cold. She was afraid that she would suddenly say something in her heart, pick up the kitchen knife and chop it up at Jiang Qiao's head, and then say something else that you can't disobey.

Then he will definitely be done.

"Well, Yue Ling, can we put down the kitchen knife before speaking? The knife is a weapon, and it is dangerous!"

She raised her eyebrows: "Are you afraid I will kill you?"

He couldn't help but take a step back: "This is not a question of whether you are afraid or not, but a question of whether you want to."

Fairy Bai thought about it and it was true. If Jiang Qiao hated him too much and wanted to chop him in his heart, then would he cut him down?

If you don’t cut it, it will go against your will and will be obsessed with it.

She put down the kitchen knife, glared at him as a warning, and then quickly walked out of the kitchen. As long as she didn't listen to him talking, she wouldn't feel nervous.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiao held her hand and asked, "Yueling, have you not thought about the feelings in your heart yet?"

She was stunned for a moment: "Hmm?"

"It's what kind of feelings you have towards me."
Chapter completed!