Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

Liu Weiwei's special menu for the major today is the sour and spicy noodles, plus pickled cucumbers, and white meat on clothes with folk characteristics.

The taste is still clean and crisp, and the taste is still dominated by sourness. The two dishes are light and less oily, one vegetarian and one meat dish, and paired with a bowl of Shaanxi characteristic, fragrant, sour and strong oily noodles. If you can eat spicy, You can also put more chili noodles, which is something she wants to eat during pregnancy.

Oil splashed noodles are also considered as snacks. She has bonus points for snack cooking. This staple food is her proud work tonight.

Handmade wide noodles are strong and refreshing. They will not break even if they are cooked in water. After they are cooked, they are directly taken in a large bowl of bone china noodle soup that she specially purchased before, and the emerald green onions are chopped and served with a layer. Thick pepper powder, chili noodles, and ground **** are spread flat on the zigzag wide noodles, and then topped with the most important vinegar for seasoning to arouse the most primitive appetites of the diners, and finally serve as a light pen. Pour the piping hot oil on the noodles, and suddenly a bowl of red oil floats, and the sour oil-spattered noodles are finished steamingly.

The rest is patted cucumbers, and white meat on the clothesline. The cooking process is still simple. After eating the oily noodles that can make you sweat, you can add cold dishes that give people a refreshing and refreshing feeling.

There are two dishes and one soup per person. The dishes are not rich, but they are full and clean.

The roast suckling pig that Liu Weiwei wanted to make was cancelled. After all, she had to take into account the major's father-to-be acid reflux symptoms, but when she went out of the kitchen to join the eating army, she did not forget to cook the 13-flavored crayfish.

The notarized lawyer has not come yet, obviously it’s not time to celebrate, but a group of men in military uniforms are already like hungry wolves, sucking noodles, even the delicate and artistic white meat of clothes. The dishes were all eaten by them with an unusually unrestrained feeling!

Marshal Lear, the oldest, but the fastest, ate a bowl of hot and sour but hot oily noodles upright, and wiped his greasy mouth before he could finish.

"Marshal, you can add noodles, and you will be full today." Liu Weiwei smiled.

In the next second, four or five empty bowls stretched out in front of her.

Liu Weiwei stood up crying and laughing, helping them to continue the noodles one by one, and put all kinds of spices and hot oil on them.

When she had just finished sitting down, she found that the system was weirdly quiet, and there was no information about the completion of the task at all.

She couldn't help seeing the major who had no appetite, and saw him stiff, looking at the big bowl of noodles in front of her like a miracle in the world!

"Major, don't you like it?"

Others were about to add noodles again, and they even almost had to drink the poor soup at the bottom of the cucumber plate.

This is the only one who has been sitting still, even when she sees the bowl of oil-sprinkled noodles, she doesn't seem to have moved much, and even his chopsticks look clean.

"Sister-in-law, we are all married, you still call the boss and major?" Lu Qingheng, who is not afraid of death, is doing things again.

Even Mu Ming, who had just finished his last sip of soup, lifted his golden head from the big soup bowl, "Beauty, if you are asking the most beautiful major present, I must tell you that the beautiful one is delicious and very I like it, today’s cooking is very artistic, and weeping...I am very touched."

He chanted a poem, making Liu Weiwei instantly embarrassed.

But just as Mu Ming pointed to the white meat on the clothesline he was reluctant to eat, suddenly a silver fork next to him quickly slammed into his plate!

"Eat yours, or shut up."

Major Qin's face was tense at the moment, he squinted at the two bars and one star on the opponent, feeling that he must be promoted this year as never before.

The girl in the family did not uniquely address him, which made him feel very unpleasant.

In addition, he needs an explanation now!

The sharp but grim gaze instantly fell on Marshal Lear, who was wiping out the second bowl of oil-spattered noodles.

"teacher."

"Cough, what, oh, clerk Liu, your noodle tastes really good today!"

Qin Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, and quickly moved to the battalion commander next to him. "Four days after going to the base, did you eat these on the spacecraft?"

The voice was so cold that it made people feel hairy.

Lu Qingheng was about to speak, and was caught in time by the mature and calm battalion commander of the first battalion.

Liu Weiwei blinked, "It's all the ingredients on the military spacecraft. It shouldn't exceed the meal regulations, right?"

She already knew that her ‘partner’ was very old-fashioned in terms of food and clothing, and was unwilling to embezzle military resources at all.

No matter what, according to the established specifications, take the share that belongs to him.

Be strict in self-discipline and lenient in discipline.

She felt that there was still a need to make a round.

Obviously, the man's face became darker.

"Then in the cafeteria these days..."

Under his somewhat scary gaze, Liu Weiwei swallowed, "Should it not exceed the standard, right? I asked the marshal, who will cook according to the nutritional content and the amount of adults, and I will also prepare the robot for the production process. Checked the report, is it okay?"

Major Qin's hand immediately shook again.

"In the hospital..."

Speaking of this, Mu Ming, who has the most say, raised his hand directly, "Then I really didn’t give money, beauties, two hundred thousand is enough? No, no, I’m tacky. Art such as sauerkraut soup is measured by money. That's shameless defilement! What do you want in exchange? Beauty, tell me, do you like the brilliant gems on the planet of Siberia? I have a lot of collections."

Qin Mo gritted his teeth and lowered his head silently.

Liu Weiwei looked at him anxiously, not paying attention to what Mu Ming said.

But just when she thought he was vomiting and enduring uncomfortable, she saw him pick up the chopsticks on the table.

"If you don't want to eat, don't force it." Liu Weiwei, who had suffered from morning sickness, couldn't bear to watch him reluctantly eat it herself. She knew the painful feeling too much, and her stomach rolled a little bit uncomfortable.

Qin Mo paused with his chopsticks, and uttered two words, "No."

He used his chopsticks very flexibly, and was much more professional than the battalion commanders who almost held them as skewers for the first time. He dialed the noodle soup and took a big sip.

The rich taste, a sour but fragrant taste, has filled the entire living room since the piercing sound just now, and it will not disperse for a long time.

And after taking a sip, the irritation in his chest over the past few days has disappeared in this pungent but soft taste.

Pulling aside the red and spicy noodle soup, revealing the wide noodles hidden under the two green vegetables, there is still a rush of heat, which directly escapes from his nose all the way into his stomach, and there is an unspeakable temptation in the warmth...

hungry.

The loud and rough noodle-eating noises concealed the cry of his stomach.

He quickly picked up a large amount of chopsticks noodles and inhaled it into his mouth. In an instant, the whole mouth seemed to be hovering with a fresh and continuous fragrance. The oily noodles were wide and the chewing was hearty. The nausea and satiety for a few days was instantly cured Be submissive.

Major Qin was stunned, but before he could recall the taste of the intestines in his mouth, he could not help but pick up a big chopsticks!

No matter how big the noodle bowl was, it was still a few mouthfuls after being eaten by a man, and there was not even a bit of soup left in the end.

Liu Weiwei kept watching, and finally covered her mouth and smiled.

Without her continuing to explain, his chopsticks were moved to the cucumber.

Kaka Kaka is a must-have every summer.

Regardless of how hot it is, how no appetite, as long as you see the soft white cucumber slices on the outer skin, and smell the sour and sweet smell, you can immediately wake up your sleeping body. It is so refreshing that you can’t change the food in a five-star hotel. .

"Beauty," Mu Ming finally had the opportunity to interrupt, pointing to today's meat dishes, "I'll just ask, what's the matter with this unique dish?"

Fortunately, he has not been willing to eat!

"It seems there is a mood, but I can't tell..."

Liu Weiwei smiled and finally looked away from the major who ate.

"When there was no dryer in the past, people would hang their washed clothes on bamboo poles to dry on a sunny day. This dish is the scene of drying clothes for reference. I don’t have a suitable plate, so I can only temporarily put two radishes. Carved into wooden stakes, with a long bamboo stick on it, the thinly sliced ​​pork streaks are hung on it layer by layer, which looks like clothes in the air. This dish is called white meat on clothes. The flavored ones can be dipped in the sauce below, and the light ones can be eaten as they are."

Let alone Mu Ming, the other rough soldiers are all stupid.

"There is still this kind of operation?"

"I'm going, this is the meaning of a picture?"

"Awesome, sister-in-law! This piece of meat is wrapped in sauce, and it turns from a white T-shirt to a red T-shirt!"

Liu Weiwei couldn't laugh or cry, "Just think it's delicious."

After speaking, she looked at the mission goal expectantly, Major Qin Mo.

However, she looked into a pair of particularly deep eyes, and there was a strangely obvious pity.

Pity?

Liu Weiwei was stunned.

But soon she saw that the other couple rolled the white meat hanging on the lot in the special sauce and stuffed them all into their mouths.

Then, she received a new message from Zhinao.

[Don't worry, you can use the dryer every day in the future. Put dirty clothes directly without your hands washing. 】

Liu Weiwei:...

She tried to press a heart that was irritating, and slammed a message back to him.

【Is it tasty? 】

She stared at him hard, and finally gave him a chuckle.

"Ah... Boss, don't you suddenly sneer? It's terrible!"

"Ah, Qin Mo, the teacher didn't mean it, there is a reason for the teacher to do this."

"Boss, next time we come as a guest, we must eat less, don't be angry!"

But Liu Weiwei was covering her mouth and saw the latest news on Zhi Nao.

【Ok. 】

[I married a first-class female chef, Liu Cooker. 】

The corners of her mouth suddenly widened.

Major Qin also lifted his thin lips, looked at the sweet smile on the girl's face at the moment, and subconsciously deleted the draft message he had not sent.

It's delicious, except for those terrible dishes during morning sickness... heh.

The author has something to say: Finally the horse fell...

It took a long time for the horse to fall, mainly because the poor major had experienced many devastations and was not easy to wake up. Snail noodles, raw wontons, and sour vermicelli soup...it is so pitiful, so I suddenly feel that using snail noodles to wake him up is too cruel, so this time I use a bowl perfectly and I love it. I love the oily noodles, for the benefit of him!

Anyway, after getting married, the snail fans can't escape, huh!