Stop pretending, I am the God of Cooking and I am showing off my cards!

"Wow! It finally worked!"

In Wu Kexin's live broadcast room.

Witnessed by netizens, she spent several hours, wasting several ingredients and soiling several clothes, and finally made tiger skin chicken feet.

After soaking in the stew for more than half an hour.

Wu Kexin, wearing loose house clothes and a casual bun, took the chicken feet out of the pot and placed them neatly on the plate.

After coding, place the plates on the automatic rotating tray.

Put on the lights and let netizens appreciate it.

"Xinxin has the best confession in the front row!"

"I'm so happy, it looks so tempting."

"Upstairs, tell me whether Xinxin is tempting or chicken feet is tempting!"

"They're all tempting, but the boss lady YYDS!"

"Draw your sword, Mr. Lin... I'm off topic!"

“Apply for a taster in the front row!”

"Same application, please drop the conversation about Boss Lin earlier!"

"That's right, why bother with Boss Lin? We only recognize the boss's wife!"

"..."

The barrage is messy.

Wu Kexin is used to it.

Wait for netizens to finish enjoying it.

She put the plate in front of herself and took a photo to prepare her homework.

Then he lowered his head and smelled:

"Well, the aroma is still very tempting, but it's still a bit different from what Boss Lin makes, because I saw Che Zai said in the thread that Boss Lin would put a big spoonful of lard and chicken fat every time he braises it. To increase the fresh flavor, I didn’t have the conditions, so I didn’t put it in.”

She straightened the hair hanging around her ears.

He picked up a chicken foot and put it into his mouth.

After one bite.

Before the expected fresh aroma could spread in his mouth, Wu Kexin felt a strong salty taste.

"Wow, so salty!"

After an afternoon of hard work.

She has perfected the tiger skin pattern.

Even the braised chicken feet are very similar to those sold by Lin Ji.

But what I didn't expect was that the chicken feet made by others were delicious and salty, but the chicken feet made by myself... seemed like old pickles that had been pickled for more than half a year.

“Family members, it’s overturned again!”

Wu Kexin smiled helplessly at the camera.

The barrage suddenly became boiling.

"As expected of you, Queen of Rollovers!"

"Is this right? How can it be achieved by just doing it?"

"Xinxin's daily routine of overturning."

"Another masterpiece after San Bu Guo, Pagoda Pork, Peeing Beef Balls, Crystal Skin Jelly, and Sad Hot and Sour Noodles!"

"The sad hot and sour rice noodle is not an overkill, it's just that I put too much chili pepper and made myself cry."

"Anyway, I am the cutest!"

Wu Kexin looked at everyone's comments dumbfounded.

It seems that every time I challenge difficult food, I always end up overturning.

For example, the made three-point non-stick stick cannot be shoveled on the bottom of the pot, the pagoda meat is so soft that it cannot stand up, the beef balls do not urinate when peeing, the crystal skin is frozen and gray, and even lighting cannot produce the effect of crystal.

"Don't call me the Cart Queen anymore. I plan to ask Boss Lin for advice when I have time. I'll make all these Cart Foods and take off my Cart Queen hat!"

Wu Kexin went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of rice that had been prepared before, put a chicken foot in it, and chatted with everyone while eating.

Although the chicken feet are still quite salty, it is acceptable to eat as much as you want with rice.

After all, it is the fruit of an afternoon's work.

I had to finish the meal with tears in my eyes.

the other side.

In the Hanhai International Villa Area on the West Fourth Ring Road.

Shen Jiayue was wearing a sports vest and yoga pants and was doing the burpee, which consumes the most calories, in the gym on the first floor.

She has done two sets.

But that wasn't enough to consume the food I ate today.

You have to continue burning fat.

While I was exercising, my mother Han Shuzhen walked in.

"Yueyue, do you still have the facial mask you used on me last time? I think it's pretty good and I want to try it again."

Shen Jiayue kept moving and said:

"There are two more boxes in the drawer of my dressing room. You can take them both."

Han Shuzhen glanced at her daughter's movements and reminded her seriously:

"Exercise in moderation and don't strain yourself."

After saying that, she walked down the stairs to the upper floor and walked into her daughter's room.

I was just about to go to the dressing room to find a facial mask when I suddenly smelled a vague fragrance wafting through the room.

This is……

Han Shuzhen made a careful distinction.

It tastes a bit like braised pork.

"How many times have I told you that eating at night is bad for your health? Why is this child so disobedient?"

As a chief physician in the Department of Gastroenterology.

Regarding my daughter’s behavior of hiding food.

Han Shuzhen has a feeling of helplessness that "if you don't keep your mouth shut when taking medicine, the doctor will break your leg".

She sniffed again.

It feels like the scent is coming from the bedside table.

Then he gently opened the drawer of the bedside table.

I saw a kraft paper packing box quietly placed inside.

"Are you packing the food from the restaurant?"

She frowned and opened the box.

I saw a box full of red and shiny chicken feet inside.

Not to mention eating in the middle of the night, but you still eat such greasy food, your body doesn’t want it?

After the lid is opened.

The fragrance is many times stronger than before.

So much so that even the frowning Director Han was gradually attracted.

"Is this a newly opened braised food restaurant? It smells pretty good..."

She distinguished it carefully.

This is not the chicken feet made by those time-honored brands in Beijing.

Although the chicken feet from those restaurants are delicious, they are not as good as the ones in the box in terms of appearance and smell. Especially some of the time-honored restaurants do not chop the chicken toenails, which affects the appetite.

Holding the box.

Han Shuzhen couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

It tastes so good and looks so good.

It shouldn't taste bad, right?

Otherwise, my daughter wouldn’t be hiding in the bedside table.

Tonight, the nanny made purple rice oatmeal porridge. Although it was very healthy, the taste was bland after all, so when she smelled the fresh aroma, she couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"It's a whole box full. Yueyue will definitely not be able to finish it. Besides, what's wrong with me, a mother, eating two bites of my daughter's food?"

After giving myself a bunch of reasons.

Han Shuzhen carefully picked up a chicken foot.

Just about to take a bite.

Suddenly a voice came from behind:

"What are you doing?"

Han Shuzhen was so frightened that she almost bit her tongue.

She turned her face and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was her husband.

"The facial mask Yueyue gave me last time was good. I plan to get a few more."

Chubby Shen Guofu walked in from outside.

Looking at the chicken feet held in his wife's hands, he asked curiously:

"Is this a facial mask?"

Han Shuzhen rolled her eyes at her husband:

"Have you ever seen a facial mask that looks like chicken feet? This is the food Yueyue secretly hid. I was just about to taste it when you came in."

"Then I'll try one too."

The couple had a tacit understanding and did not bring up the topic of unhealthy eating at night.

One person pinched a chicken foot and gnawed it.

"Oh, these chicken feet... are so delicious. Where did you buy them? Let Yueyue buy some more tomorrow."

"It's really good. It's better than what I had at Jianguo Hotel last time."

The couple murmured while eating.

After eating one.

Shen Guofu looked at the chicken feet in the box:

"This is a full box. My daughter won't be able to tell if she eats two more... right?"

"Then... okay, just one!"

"..."

After one hour.

Shen Jiayue dragged her tired body back to the room.

Exercise completed.

I can finally enjoy the chicken feet that Xubao packed for me without any burden!

She opened the nightstand drawer.

I found that the place where the packing box was placed was actually empty.

Where are my chicken feet?

Where did my big box of chicken feet go? ? ? ? ?