Zhan Fengling stared at the small spoon in his hand, blinked simply, and replied: "It's candy."
Xiao Zichen rubbed his eyebrows, God, this girl mistook salt for sugar again.
The point is, who cooks instant noodles and adds sugar?
His mommy doesn’t have this recipe. Is she sure she learned it from his mommy?
"Zhan Feng Chime, why do you need to add sugar when cooking instant noodles?" Xiao Zichen asked.
Zhan Fengling thought for a while and replied seriously: "I just put too much soy sauce, add some sugar to neutralize it, maybe it will taste better."
"Who told you that adding sugar can neutralize soy sauce?" Xiao Zichen was so tired that she wanted to slap the person who made the sugar right away.
"Didn't Du Niang say that?" Zhan Fengling replied honestly. She couldn't remember when she had read such a comment, and she also thought it was strange and funny at the time.
"Okay, why did you use salt when you put sugar? Do you know the difference between sugar and salt?" Xiao Zichen asked again.
Zhan Fengling was stunned, blinked and said, "I...I misplaced it again?"
"Try it." Xiao Zichen was unable to explain.
The cooking black hole cannot come close to the kitchen. The truth is the absolute truth.
After Zhan Fengling listened, she seriously dipped her finger into a little salt from the small spoon and put it in her mouth. The next second, she kept making bah bah bah.
"It's over, I actually put it in the wrong way. Xiao Zichen, what should I do? I put a lot of salt in it, so you can't eat it." Zhan Fengling felt guilty and wasted a pack of instant noodles.
Seeing Zhan Fengling's expression, Xiao Zichen was no longer in the mood to get angry. He sighed softly, got up and came to Zhan Fengling, and said to her: "Forget it, you can help me from the side. I don't want this."
"It's ten yuan." Zhan Fengling looked at the noodles with distress. This was her favorite instant noodles, and a pack cost ten yuan. She thought Xiao Zichen had worked hard for her today, so she dedicated a pack.
It's wasted now.
"I'll give it to you." Seeing Zhan Fengling's expression on the instant noodles, Xiao Zichen seemed to want to finish it himself and not let it go to waste. He was really helpless and angry, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and forwarded it to Zhan Fengling's WeChat account.
A thousand passed.
Zhan Fengling looked at the 1,000 yuan he received via WeChat on his mobile phone, and was stunned again and again, "Why do you give so much?"
"Don't go near the kitchen from now on! This is not the place you should be." Xiao Zichen said.
Zhan Fengling nodded in understanding, and at the same time said: "Well...I...I actually like to study..."
"You don't like it. You prefer to eat." Xiao Zichen said.
Zhan Fengling curled his lips and sobbed helplessly, "Okay, I understand."
But then Zhan Fengling's eyes lit up again, and she saw Xiao Zichen chopping carrots.
It is said that Xiao Zichen's knife skills are superb, and his movements are also very skillful. Every carrot shred is the same thickness, and it looks like he has been professionally practiced at first glance.
Then Xiao Zichen cut another piece of meat, poured oil into it and stir-fried, and the aroma instantly drifted into Zhan Fengling's nose.
"Wow, it smells really good. Xiao Zichen, how did you do it?" Zhan Fengling asked with admiration.
Xiao Zichen smiled and replied: "Nothing else, I'm familiar with it."
"No, no, no, my hands are also familiar, but what I fry is just a mass of burnt black, which is not the taste. Xiao Zichen, you are really strong, I admire you, I will learn from you in the future. Living alone like this
I won't die of hunger." Zhan Fengling said seriously.
Xiao Zichen looked at her deeply and said nothing.