If a child asked Su Qingluan this question, she would definitely shake her head with a smile and tell the other person that no one can predict the future, but through some methods, some details can be inferred, as if they can create the effect of "predicting the future".

Whether it was Sherlock Holmes who took the scientific route and saw that Watson was a retired military doctor, or Zhouyi Bagua who took the metaphysical route, they were actually all using this method, including the so-called "face reading", which is actually not superstition.

A true face-reading master can really infer a person's life experience and personality through his or her facial features. This is what the saying "appearance reflects the heart" means.

But the person who asked this question was Mu Xingzhi, which made Su Qingluan hesitate for a moment. Was the question this person asked really what he meant? Was there any hidden meaning behind his words?

After thinking for a while, Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi: "Actually, I think with your ability, people should think you can predict the future, right?" After all, the man in front of her has always been good at observing people from the details.

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan, without commenting, and only smiled and commented: "This can be considered a kind of 'foresight', but it is too boring."

Boring? Su Qingluan was stunned: Is there an "interesting" way? Thinking of this, Su Qingluan couldn't help but think of those fantasy novels she had read in her previous life, so she half-jokingly said, "Perhaps there is a god who controls time and can allow people to go back to the past. Then, wouldn't this person who goes back to the past be a 'prophet'?"

Mu Xingzhi paused when he heard Su Qingluan's words.

Su Qingluan thought, "What do you think?" Was she shocked by the imagination of twenty-first-century online novels? Although this kind of "plot" had been played out in later generations.

"How is it?" she said with a smile, "Is this method considered 'interesting'?" After that, she went to the kitchen humming a tune that seemed strange to Mu Xingzhi.

Although Su Qingluan had made fried chicken once before, she didn't go too far because she was concerned about her younger siblings' fragile stomachs.

This time was different. Although Song Bo was a middle-aged man, he was so strong that he could kill ten of his own with one punch. He didn't have to worry about indigestion.

Mu Xingzhi seemed to be the most fragile among the three of them, but he was a skilled doctor after all, and Su Qingluan didn't think that Mu Xingzhi would make himself unwell just for a bite of food;

As for herself...all she wanted now was meat, lots of meat! She'd been eating bland food for days and was about to explode!

It has to be said that humans are such strange creatures. When Su Qingluan first traveled through time, the food she ate was much simpler than it is now, even a thousand times simpler. However, she understood at the time that the objective conditions could not be changed in a short time, so she was content with it.

Now that she knows she has the conditions to eat meat, Su Qingluan can’t stand eating light food for a few days - not even vegan food. This can be considered a kind of "adaptive gluttony".

Since she had already had experience with fried chicken once, Su Qingluan was familiar with preparing the egg liquid and batter to wrap the fried chicken.

Because fried chicken needs to be re-fried at least two or three times to make the shell crispy, it is not a big deal even if you fry it first and let it cool.

In order to ensure that the three ingredients - fried steamed bun slices, fried chicken and French fries - can be served on the table almost at the same time, Su Qingluan has fully considered the possibility that the three ingredients will be affected to different degrees when cooled.

The one that has the greatest impact is definitely the "French fries" version of yam. The reason is very simple. After Su Qingluan peeled the yam, she cut it into very small strips about the thickness of an index finger. Even if they are fried in the same thickness, they will lose heat the fastest. At the same time, the skin of the yam is not as loose and porous as steamed buns, which can absorb oil. It is also different from chicken itself which contains animal fat, so its thermal insulation performance is worse.

So the last thing to fry is definitely the yam fries.

However, relatively speaking, although the side area of ​​the steamed bread slices is larger than that of the chicken nuggets, because Su Qingluan prefers the crispy texture of steamed bread slices, the steamed bread slices are cut thinner. Therefore, compared with the irregularly shaped and thick chicken nuggets, the heat preservation of the steamed bread slices is relatively worse.

Of course, instead of worrying about which of the three ingredients should be cooked first and which one should be cooked last, there is one thing that you don’t need to worry about at all - the vegetables used to cleanse your mouth.

Tender cucumbers with flowers and thorns, crisp radishes, and fragrant water celery...

These can effectively neutralize the greasiness of fried foods and provide dietary fiber, avoiding the feeling of satisfying your craving today and ending up in a crematorium with constipation tomorrow - Su Qingluan wanted to satisfy her craving, but didn't want to commit suicide.

Especially in today's dry toilets without flushing water, staying in it for a while longer is a hassle.

All kinds of nonsensical thoughts flashed through Su Qingluan's mind, but her hands never stopped moving.

Song Bo came over to help again during the cooking process, so Su Qingluan entrusted the task of preparing the vegetables to Song Bo. In fact, Su Qingluan thought that Mu Xingzhi was very careful and cautious, and he often thought that his "sickly" personality required him to stay at home and cultivate himself. In this case, why not let him try to help prepare the food?

While Song Bo was helping, Su Qingluan asked this question.

Song Bo's expression was quite strange: "How can we ask the boss to help? I'm afraid he can't reach the stove."

Only then did Su Qingluan realize that she had entered a blind spot in her thinking - she knew that Mu Xingzhi was pretending to be disabled, and Song Bo obviously knew this as well.

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