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Chapter six hundred and thirtieth: cunning and cunning

Even though he was born as a soldier, he is also very comfortable with housewives' occupations such as going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. When we buy vegetables, we never choose the most expensive ones, but only the ones with the best quality.

What kind of dishes are of the best quality?

This is actually very simple. It means that one dollar can buy a large handful of those seemingly unattractive dishes in the vegetable market. However, this does not mean that any unattractive dish is a high-quality dish. You have to pay attention to it.

Know the goods.

It's winter now, and all the vegetables sold on the market are grown in greenhouses, and almost all pork is grown in farms. If you want to make a dish delicious, seasoning alone is not enough. You must start with the ingredients themselves.

Lin Kun wandered around the vegetable market for nearly an hour. Relying on his experience in rural areas, he finally bought decent ingredients. For pork, he rarely bought farm pigs. Although the vegetables were grown in greenhouses, according to his experience, these dishes

I don't eat much chemical fertilizer, and although my fur isn't as long as it is, the cooking taste is definitely much more authentic than those watery-looking dishes.

Lin Kun carried large bags and small baskets of vegetables home. He stood at the door and knocked on the door.

Said: "Buy so much!"

Lin Kun said with a smile: "You recited more than a dozen dishes in one breath, but I still have to prepare enough ingredients."

Xia Hui said: "I'm just talking about my favorite dishes. Brother, you can just make one or two of them."

Lin Kun's forehead went dark, and he couldn't help but have the urge to vomit blood. At that time, this little girl didn't mean this, but she wanted him to bring the whole banquet. Now she said that just one or two things would be enough, girl.

, no one would play like this. Lin Kun originally wanted to denounce this little girl, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, he was responsible for this matter today. He just wanted to cook a few more dishes. He was not tired, and he

I still have something to ask of this little girl.

Lin Kun put the vegetables in the kitchen. He originally thought that this little girl could help him pick some vegetables, but he found that this little girl had no such awareness at all. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this little girl was

Generations born in the 1990s, some of the girls born in the 1990s knew how to cook. When he thought about this, he immediately felt relieved.

Going to the drug lord's lair to gamble is Lin Kun's strong point. It is also his strong point to make the criminals on the Mobei border famous and fearful. It is also his strong point to cook in the kitchen and conquer the tongues of all kinds of diners.

Here, Lin Kun is tinkling in the kitchen, and over there Xia Hui is lying on the sofa, cracking melon seeds, and watching idol dramas with relish. From time to time, she glances at the kitchen, which used to be hers.

In my hand is a place to make instant noodles. Ever since I met Lin Kun,

This is the second time it has been officially put into use. Xiao Nizi smiled on her face and felt happy in her heart. She secretly muttered: "From now on, you will have to find a boyfriend like this. You can make a name for yourself outside, and when you come back,

He has a good kitchen at home, and this kind of man is simply the perfect among perfections!"

Xiao Nizi was thinking like this, and when she watched the 'male gods' in idol dramas, she immediately felt that these so-called male gods were only suitable for dressing up and acting coquettishly in TV dramas. The one in the kitchen was the real one.

An affordable man. What's more, this affordable man is also very handsome, much more handsome than these so-called 'gods'.

After Lin Kun was fussing in the kitchen for more than two hours, dishes with delicious flavor and color were brought out one after another. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and Xia Hui was already so hungry that her chest pressed against her back.

, several times he tried to break into the kitchen to steal food, but Lin Kun was unable to do so.

He stopped her passionately, and the anxious Xiao Nizi stood at the door of the kitchen in a pink pajamas, looking at the colorful and fragrant dishes. She drooled while beating her chest and feet and wailing. This brother is indeed not his biological brother. How can a biological brother be like this?

Torturing my sister.

No matter what tricks this little girl uses, Lin Kun will not allow her to step into the kitchen. The hungrier a person is, the more delicious the food is. Lin Kun also intends to make this little girl hungry. Later,

She had a great appetite and enjoyed the meal, and the things he asked her to do became much easier. For this reason, Lin Kun even bought a bottle of red wine and garnished it later when Xiao Nizi was full.

A glass of red wine will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Lin Kun couldn't help but admire himself in his heart. When did he become so cunning and resourceful?

Xia Hui couldn't wait to sit at the dining table. In the past, the dining table was deserted and only served instant noodles. Now one after another exquisite dishes were placed on the table. The fragrant aroma that came to her nostrils seduced the glutton in her stomach.

Her throat squirmed from time to time as she swallowed, but Lin Kun refused to give her bowls and chopsticks. He had to wait until all the dishes were served before he could take them to her. Xiao Nizi was really anxious when she couldn't touch such a rich table of dishes.

It's so heart-breaking.

"Try it quickly." Lin Kun placed the bowls and chopsticks in front of Xia Hui, took off his apron and said with a smile.

"It's definitely not my biological child." Xia Hui raised her head and glanced at him with a resentful look, and repeated: "It's true that she's not her biological child!"

Lin Kunhun smiled nonchalantly and said: "Even my brother may not be able to cook such a table of delicious food for you, right? What's more, even my brother probably doesn't have the skills of your brother and me. Hurry up and try it, cool

It won’t taste good.”

Xia Hui felt resentful in her heart, but she was really hungry. Besides, she was too hungry to argue with Lin Kun. She picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of tinfoil ribs and put it into her mouth. She spit out the bones and chewed them twice.

He swallowed the meat whole into his stomach, pursed his lips and licked it gently with his tongue. The delicious taste remaining on his lips suddenly

It went straight to her heart. She immediately picked up another piece of ribs and put it in her mouth. This time she chewed slowly and tasted it carefully. As a result, the inner joy brought by the delicious taste suddenly filled the resentment in her chest.

After sweeping it all away, Xiao Nizi blinked at Lin Kun with a pair of surprised and excited eyes: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

Lin Kun smiled very calmly. He was very confident in his cooking skills. It was inevitable that Xia Hui would find it delicious after eating it. It would be weird if she didn't find it delicious. "Calm down, calm down, try something else and see."

Let’s see how it tastes.”

Xia Hui couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fish, put it in her mouth and chewed it. Although she was very hungry, she still chewed slowly. The delicious taste surrounded her mouth, and her sense of taste was stimulated.

She couldn't help but be intoxicated in it. From her childhood to adulthood, she thought that this was definitely the most delicious fish she had ever eaten!

"It's delicious!" Xia Hui said excitedly, giving a thumbs up and said: "Brother, you are simply a genius!"

"No prizes, no prizes, your brother has no other skills, just make this dish more delicious." Lin Kun said modestly, "As long as my sister likes to eat, I will make delicious food for you every day from now on until you get tired of it.

."

"Really!" Xia Hui said excitedly while blinking her beautiful big eyes while chewing the delicious dishes.

"Of course it's not true." Lin Kun grinned.

"Humph, you lied to me again." Xia Hui pouted and said.

"This is not a lie." Lin Kun saw that he was about to be labeled as a "cheat" again, and quickly explained: "This is a joke."

"Humph!" Xia Hui looked angry.

Lin Kun said with a smile: "Sister, you also know my true identity. I am usually very busy. I have so many things to take care of. How can I have time to cook at home every day? Just say recently,

My rival, Zhao Leifei, organized some kind of bar nightclub singing competition, trying to get over my head. He has poached all the pillars in my place. I worry about where to find someone to replace me every day.

I'm participating in the competition."

"If there is no one competing, it will be over if we just admit defeat." Xia Hui said casually and disapprovingly while eating her meal.

"Xiao Nizi, it's not as simple as you said. If I can lose casually, I'm still wasting my brain cells. This guy wants to take advantage of the competition to dominate the Baifeng Sect.

At one end of the field, as long as his people win the night song

The Nancheng District Champion of the Royal Competition proves that his performance ability is better than that of my brother. What do people who go to nightclubs care about? It is not the environment, service and performance. We are evenly matched in the first two, so we can only work hard on the performance.

It’s easy to gain the upper hand.”

"Why is it so complicated?"

"You think this is just kids playing house." Lin Kun lamented and said, "So I feel very tired every day. After thinking about this thing and that thing, there always seems to be endless things to think about.

Things are waiting for me."

Lin Kun put his arms behind his head and leaned back on the dining chair, looking melancholy.

"The main competition in the Night Singer Contest is singing."

"yes."

"This is simple. Brother, you don't have to find anyone else. I'll go out for you and that's it. My sister's singing level is still acceptable."

Lin Kun smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, thank you sister for your kindness. It's just that this singing competition is about singing, and it also has to compete in some basic talent performances. The most basic one is dancing. Just standing on the stage and singing is far from enough."

If it's not enough, you must combine dancing or other talents with singing to get high scores."

"It's so troublesome." Xia Hui frowned and said, and then suddenly said excitedly: "Although I can't dance, I can learn it. As for other talents, I can also choose simple ones to understand a little bit first!"

Lin Kun smiled with a grateful expression and said: "My sister is willing to help my brother, and my brother is very happy. However, the competition is approaching and there are only five days left. If my sister wants to learn one or two dances in a short time,

I’m afraid I’ll waste a lot of extra time and be very tired physically.”

Xia Hui said without hesitation: "Brother, just be tired if you are tired. As long as I can help you and make you angry in front of that person named Zhao, it doesn't matter if my sister is tired!" Xiao Nizi looked generous.

In his righteous posture, he completely forgot that he still had Lin Kun's hatred in his heart.

"Really!?" Lin Kun said with a look of surprise. In fact, all this was done by him intentionally. He was very proud of his cunning methods and was afraid that this little girl would regret it when she reacted.

She took out the red wine she had bought in advance, opened it and filled a bowl for herself and Xia Hui. She picked up the bowl and said righteously: "My sister is so supportive of my brother. I have nothing to thank you for, so I'll do it first as a token of respect!"

After saying that, Lin Kun raised his head and fucked him in one swoop. Seeing this heroic spirit, Xia Hui's blood boiled in her heart. At this moment, she seemed to be transformed into a hero who rushed to the battlefield without looking back, and her blood was boiling.

, he picked up the bowl of wine very boldly and said: "Brother, don't worry, sister will do her best!" After saying that, he raised his head and drank the bowl of wine with a slurp.


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