Future Food Diary

Chapter 92 Breakfast
"Lele, it's not that Dad said you. You said that there is no way for An An to go to school. But you are not busy, why can't you help your mother do this research." Mu Zheng looked at Mu Le's eyes full of disapproval. He didn't like being a mech and left without saying a word, did he say anything?Now it's just a little favor for her mother, she is not happy, not as obedient and cute as a child, too inconsiderate.

"Dad, what kind of eyes do you have? Don't think I can't see it." Don't you just don't want to teach my mother how to cook, as for seeing it like that, I don't.

"Okay, I'm going to watch from the sidelines when you guys are making these things these days, so that's it." Ping Chuyun made a final decision, leaving Ping An and Mu Le staring at each other.Mu Zheng had already followed Ping Chuyun back to the room, so he didn't care what the two of them thought, anyway, as long as the wife said it was right, the child had an opinion?nonexistent.

Mu Le, who has long been accustomed to the interaction between the two, naturally took it for granted, but was surprised when he saw Ping An for the first time.I always heard that my uncle was very kind to my aunt, but now I have seen with my own eyes what it means to be a spoiled wife.She couldn't help feeling, "My aunt and uncle are so close."

When Mu Le heard the envy in Ping'an's words, he curled his lips disapprovingly, "What's the matter, they often get bored, so it's better not to look at it, you see how calm I am."

"But don't you realize that if your future partner is like your uncle, you will be so happy." Ping An has never been in love before, and his only crush in adolescence also ended in failure.

In fact, when I think about it later, the secret love in my student days was all inexplicable. Maybe it was just because the other party was handsome, or I felt that I fell in love with the other party just because of a smile. Can not stand the test of time, let alone the test of people's hearts.But the preciousness of this liking lies in its purity, I think I like you, nothing more.

When it's time to get married, you find that people have a certain purpose when choosing a partner, and it's too difficult to find someone who will give you wholeheartedly.In the memory of safe acceptance, my uncle has always been very gentle to my aunt, and my aunt always has a smile on her face. Maybe this is the best way to marry love.

She is really envious and yearns for this kind of relationship.But she also understands that love is something that can be met but not sought.But Mu Le didn't know what he thought of, and Ji Ling muttered in his mouth, "That's because you haven't experienced the feeling of being treated as a light bulb by your own father."

"Sister Lele, what are you talking about?" Ping An only heard what Mu Le was muttering, and was a little curious, but judging by her expression, it shouldn't be a good thing.

"It's nothing, it's a good thing you have a goal. I believe you can find it, come on!" Mu Le blessed perfunctorily.

Seeing Mu Le like this, Ping An didn't want to continue chatting, so he had to go back to his room and continue sorting out the newly bought things.

Early the next morning, the two were woken up by Ping Chuyun.She had no choice but to quickly get up and wash up. By the time the two of them packed up and walked to the living room, Ping Chuyun had already been sitting on the sofa waiting for a long time.

"You two are really slow. By the way, look quickly. I just packed an empty room and came out. You can see if it's okay." When they came down, they led the two of them to her newly tidy room.

Because Ping Chuyun really didn't understand cooking, so she could only move out all the extra things in the room, leaving only an empty room.

From Ping An’s point of view, there is no difference between the living room and here. Anyway, there is no oil fume treatment and ventilation system, so in order not to damage the house, Ping An thinks it is better to cook less Chinese food.Moreover, the difficulty of Western food is relatively small, and many common dishes such as bread and pizza are simple.

After thinking about it, Ping An decided to make a Western-style breakfast. She took out some wheat flour and made a large piece of bread, then sliced ​​it.Then take out a bunch of red fruits, wash them, and marinate them with sugar for a while. When the red fruits are juiced, pour them into a pot that has been washed and sterilized at high temperature in advance, and start cooking.

After watching the red fruit in the pot soften a little bit, I started to stir it with a spoon, because the added sugar and the sugar in the red fruit will easily stick to the bottom of the pot if I don’t stir it.

During the stirring process, the relatively large pieces of red fruit were constantly pressed to make them soft and rotten quickly, and then Ping An took out another sour fruit, cut half of it, squeezed out the juice, and poured it into the pot to stir well.

After boiling for another 10 minutes, Ping An took out the bottle that had been prepared, poured the boiled red fruit jam, that is, strawberry jam, into the bottle, put the lid on and put it in the refrigerator to cool quickly.

One person poured a cup of hot milk, then took out the cooled jam and spread a little on the sliced ​​bread, put the two slices of bread together, and one person fried a pheasant egg and placed it next to the bread, a typical western breakfast was ready up.

Ping Chuyun was silently observing Ping An's movements and did not speak. It was not until a steaming breakfast with the aroma of food was placed in front of her that she realized that she had unknowingly sat down on the chair and waited. I ate it.

But she soon calmed down and saw the same breakfast in front of Ping An and Mu Le, and then looked at them as if asking how to eat the food on the plate.

Ping An understood Ping Chuyun's inquiry, because she just wanted to let Ping Chuyun learn, so she just wiped a piece of bread.Ping Chuyun made another serving according to the method Ping An said, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.

After one bite, the wheat aroma and sweetness of the bread are mixed with the unique fruit fragrance of red fruit. Because Ping An added a little sour juice to it, the jam has sweetness and a slight sourness, which makes this fresh and sweet feeling even more delicious. Enlarged, the rich taste made Ping Chuyun unconsciously compare with yesterday's noodles.Both have completely different flavors, but both are equally delicious.

She did not forget that she paid more attention to the experience of the energy contained in the food in the process of eating, because she made the nutrient solution herself, so she felt more clearly how rich the energy is in the food made by Ping An. The energy in the stomach also increases very gently and slowly.

This is completely beyond the level that can only be achieved by high-grade nutrient solution, and Ping An can achieve it in just a few minutes with just a few things and different means. This makes Ping Chuyun see another possibility, looking at Ping An's gaze became even more fiery.

(End of this chapter)