Seeing the chicken wings gradually showing an attractive golden color, Bai Qi was in a good mood.
It seems that he was overly worried! As long as he didn't leave the frying pan and kept staring at the chicken wings, there was no way he could burn them!
Seeing that the situation is not right, you can fish it out immediately~
Wait...take it out?
This thought made Bai Qi feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. His eyes quickly scanned the entire kitchen. What should he fish for?
The shovel is definitely not right! When you fish them out one by one, the oil will also be fished out together.
Don't even think about the spoon, the chopsticks are too small...
Bai Qi rejected the kitchen tools he was familiar with one by one, and his expression became more and more wrong.
Failed fried chicken wings = wasted meat = Ya Ya will not only be angry, but also sad...
Bai Qi didn't have time to think about it. In his heart, Yaya's sadness was more serious than being angry with him. As soon as he thought of this, his face suddenly turned black. Looking at the perfectly fried chicken wings in front of him, his head felt hot and he stretched out his hand.
We must "rescue" them all.
Yeah! The big-faced fish spit out a nervous bubble.
"Master, no!" The subordinate A who had just walked in the door also shouted in panic.
But it's too late...
Bai Qi's hand had already reached into the oil pan without any protection...
Subordinate A felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat just looking at it. He rushed over and pulled Bai Qi away to stop his self-mutilation.
As soon as Bai Qi was "exploded", he realized how stupid his actions were, but when he saw his subordinate A, his first reaction was to grab him with the intact piece of meat, "Meat!"
Can mantras be contagious...
The armor on my hands was covered in cold sweat and black lines.
Fortunately, I watched my master bring up a certain meat-loving milk baby, and also watched my master become jealous several times awkwardly... His subordinate A had a very strong understanding and understood what Bai Qi meant, and immediately found a colander.
, quickly take out the fried chicken wings.
Looking at the golden and fragrant chicken wings on the plate, Bai Qi finally felt relieved...
With his injured left hand behind his back, he picked up the plate in a great mood and said, "Okay, you can go down first."
"But your hands..." The hand held up a box of ointment to treat burns.
Bai Qi's face was cold and indifferent, and he didn't answer it at all, "What's wrong with my hand? I just fried a plate of chicken wings, how could I hurt my hand?"
Master, you are being arrogant again... The subordinate is looking at the sky silently.
However, after these years of getting along with him, he has fully understood how to persuade his master, so he said seemingly casually, "I heard that Mr. Zheng has beautiful hands, and Miss Yaya even praised this."
Actually no! Miss Yaya often praises which pig's hand, chicken's foot or duck's paw is "beautiful"...(┬＿┬)
Bai Qi had no experience in love and no longer interacted with people, so he could tell that his subordinates were mentioning Mr. Zheng on purpose.
Just mention it, he doesn’t feel guilty!
So he looked at his subordinates with a haughty and indifferent look, and confidently took away the box of burn ointment.
If you don't feel guilty, everything you do is normal!
Pfft...Master, you have such a arrogant expression!
Subordinate A couldn't bear it any longer, so he quickly found an excuse and ran away, hiding in the corner and laughing wildly.
When no one else was watching in the kitchen, Bai Qi immediately opened the ointment and applied a layer of ointment on the wound carefully.
In fact, after all, he had internal and spiritual power to automatically protect him, so the burn was not serious. In the past, he would not have looked twice at such a small injury, but now that he has applied medicine, he looked at the redness and swelling on his hand.