Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 442
This is the case with cooking skills. The same procedure is done by different people, and the finished product will vary widely from person to person. Even the simplest fried rice with eggs can be divided into different grades.

Obviously, although Ou Lan strictly followed the process taught by Ou Chenghai, the finished product was indeed not satisfactory.

At least in terms of color, in the eyes of a good cook like Jing Nianhui, it looks terrible.

But Jing Nianhui was still very personable, although she didn't like this dish, she still smiled and didn't say much.

On the contrary, Zhan Anqi, who didn't like Oulan's eyes anyway, snorted lightly, "Oulan, don't you blush when you say it so nicely? You can tell from the color that this dish is terrible, and you have burned away all the nutrients. gone."

Ou Lan was very dissatisfied. Compared with all the meals she had cooked in the past 19 years of her life, today was the best one. "I haven't eaten yet, how do you know it's not good?"

Zhan Anqi, a rich lady who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, originally looked down on common people's food, but now Ou Lan is really not doing well, and she really doesn't want to eat it, so she simply threw away her chopsticks, "If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself. I just can't eat it."

Zhan Lingtuo also defended Ou Lan, and he also knew that this was the best time Ou Lan had done, "Auntie, don't be picky, Ou Xiaolan has already done a good job."

The more Zhan Anqi looked at this bear, the angrier she became, "Oh, is that right? I like you so much and eat."

Zhan Ling rolled his eyes at her, and naturally picked up a shrimp and put it in his mouth.

He ate it to save face for Ou Lan, but when the shrimp entered his mouth, he froze instinctively, but in order not to embarrass Ou Lan, he still endured and continued to chew.

Although he tried his best to conceal it, anyone could tell that the experience was not very good.

"Hahaha..." Zhan Anqi laughed triumphantly, because her face was swollen like a pig's head, her smile was ugly, "How about it, isn't it delicious? Xiaotuo, you can't help but spit it out."

However, for the sake of his family Ou Xiaolan, Zhan Lingtuo tried his best not to vomit, and finally swallowed the shrimp, saying in a hoarse voice, "It's delicious."

Alas, my conscience hurts.

Why is the voice hoarse?Be salty!
Ou Lan also saw Zhan Lingtuo's strangeness, and looked at him with big eyes blinking. Zhan Lingtuo replied to her with a look that only two people understood: there was too much salt, and it was very much, too much.

Ou Lan originally still had a little heart of success and joy, and she sank to the bottom of the glacier bit by bit.

She also picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables, but instead of picking up the shrimp, she picked up a lychee.

When the lychee entered her mouth, she also stiffened instinctively. If she hadn't made the dish herself, she would have eaten it while kneeling, and she swore that she would spit it out.

Damn, even lychees are salty.

Just as she was struggling to swallow, Jing Nianhui picked up a shrimp with her chopsticks and put it on her plate. Ou Lan and Zhan Lingtuo opened their eyes wide in horror at the same time.

Zhan Lingtuo chuckled, "Grandma, would you like to try other dishes first?"

He still had hope, maybe the next dish would be good, or maybe Ou Xiaolan just made this dish poorly.

Ou Lan also looked at her lips embarrassingly, "Yes, mother-in-law, this dish...is not very successful."

Jing Nian didn't say anything, picked up the knife and fork, elegantly cut a piece of shrimp meat, and put it in his mouth, Mrs. Zhan ate this shrimp with a sense of ritual.

Ou Lan blinked her eyes in a dazed manner, and said, she is indeed the mistress of the Zhan family, and she really has the demeanor of a mother who respects the world.

Eating shrimp at home is as elegant and noble as eating a state banquet.

(End of this chapter)