Tong Yanqi said "eh" in disgust, but not believing it, he picked up another piece of diced tomato. It was spicy, salty, sweet, and had a bit of the sour taste of the tomato itself.
All the netizens' concerns came true, including the fact that the diced tomatoes were cut into too small pieces, so that after frying and serving, a large part of them turned into tomato sauce.
"Why does it taste so weird?" Tong Yanqi's nose wrinkled. His cooking skills hadn't improved at all.
"I clearly followed the steps." Tong Yanqi then reached out his chopsticks towards the stir-fried mushrooms and lean meat without hope.
As expected, the mushrooms were soft and the lean meat was even softer. I couldn’t even chew it. It tasted so bad!
How could she give such a disgusting thing to Yu Wenzhi when she herself didn't want to eat it?
"Yuezhu?" Tong Yanqi subconsciously turned his head to look at the camera and asked for off-field support.
Facing Tong Yanqi's sad face, Mu Yuezhu subconsciously shook her head: "I can't save this, and the cooking steps you used are wrong."
There was no other way, Tong Yanqi could only look at the camera pitifully, trying to convince the audience and fans in the two live broadcast rooms.
"Well, I made such a terrible lunch, I can't just give it to Yu Wenzhi like this, right? Wouldn't that just be making things difficult for him?"
Tong Yanqi clasped his hands together, tears welling in his eyes, with an obvious plea: "Can I make another meal tonight? I'll eat this for lunch."
Although it was impossible for Yu Wenzhi to run away just because of such a meal, Tong Yanqi felt that it was too unkind of him to force Yu Wenzhi to eat it when he knew it was unpalatable. It was pure torture for him.
This is wrong.
To be honest, if Tong Yanqi wasn't afraid of wasting food and guiding bad values, she wouldn't even want to eat it herself. Why could she confidently cook such a terrible dish?
Damn it, she never wanted to cook again unless it was a special occasion.
People should know themselves, and she - Tong Yanqi, may not be born to cook, so she accepts her fate.
Not only has Tong Yanqi accepted her fate, her fans and friends have also accepted it.
[Dharma Monk: Witnessing firsthand how someone can accomplish this]
[A love-brained person is only fit to dig wild vegetables: He's not a kitchen killer, but he's no different from one.]
My sister took me: Fortunately, Sister Qi has no interest in cooking, otherwise I would really worry that the professor would get a stomachache.
[Wait for me: This cooking skill might be comparable to your extraordinary luck.]
Heartbroken Puppy: Let's satisfy her. It's just a small punishment. If the professor decides to reconsider their relationship after eating it, we'll be the ones doing the wrong thing.
[Lovesick people are only fit to pick wild vegetables: Does he dare? Black face.jpg]
[Retirement at 40: Since it's just a home-cooked meal, my suggestion is to hire an off-site support in the evening. Don't expect it to be delicious, but at least it's edible.]
Mu Yuezhu had a headache. She remembered that the only dish Tong Yanqi could make now was fried rice, which was learned during the winter vacation of her senior year in high school. Tong Yanqi learned it from her after ten days of study.
How much salt to use, how hot the pot should be, how hot the oil should be, and what seasonings must be used, all of these had to be repeated in detail many times before Tong Yanqi could remember them.
What’s even more exaggerated is that what I taught her at that time was a two-person portion of fried rice, because it was only Xiaoxi and I eating it.
So now Xiaoxi can only make fried rice for two people. Too much or too little won’t work because he doesn’t know how much oil, salt, and rice to put in.
Not as good as human-machine.
That year, she, who was always very patient, rarely advised Tong Yanqi many times: Don't learn to cook. God has not given you any chance in the field of cooking.
She really didn't want to teach, but looking at Tong Yanqi's attitude, she estimated that even if she tried again in the evening, she might not be able to do as well as in the morning.
Of course, Lu Manxi wouldn't embarrass her best friend. Seeing that most of the comments agreed with Tong Yanqi's request, Mu Yuezhu also nodded in agreement. She thought for a moment and replied:
"How about this, let's cook it again tonight. Yuezhu will guide you throughout the whole process. You don't need to use your brain, just do it."
This method is the most suitable one Lu Manxi could think of. I hope Tong Yanqi's craftsmanship can still be saved.
"Okay." Seeing that his request was supported, Tong Yanqi picked up his chopsticks with a smile and prepared to eat lunch.
"Yue" Tong Yanqi just took a bite, and the smile on his face immediately turned into a bitter expression. It was really disgusting, with a greasy taste and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were too rich in flavor.
Tong Yanqi: "..."
Tong Yanqi's fair little face wrinkled into a ball. It tasted so bad. After eating a few bites, she felt like her whole life was ruined.
But when he thought about having to eat the whole dish, Tong Yanqi wished the earth would explode right now.
Tasteless and bland, this wasn't referring to the dishes Tong Yanqi was cooking, but the bleak life she experienced when she tasted them.
"Hmm~" Tong Yanqi took out the extra-large pillow he had bought a few days ago and hugged it tightly in his arms: "I like this pillow very much. Before I started cooking, I was thinking that if the cooking was not delicious, I would give this pillow to Zhizhi as compensation."
[A love-brained person is only fit to pick wild vegetables: However, you never expected that the food could be so unpalatable that it is not presentable]
[Faxue Monk: It's okay, Sister Qi, you still have a plan B. If the food I cook tonight still isn't tasty, you can give the pillow to Brother Yu as a surprise to comfort his wounded heart.]
[Retirement at 40: With guidance from a master, even if the food doesn't taste good, it will be much better than what you have now. Then you can take out a pillow to soothe his injured taste buds. The plan is successful.]
[Wait for me: If you really can’t eat anymore, forget it. Don’t make yourself sick from eating too much.]
[A love-brained person is only fit to pick wild vegetables: Yeah, you’re heavy on oil, salt, and spicy food. If you can finish this tomato scrambled eggs, you’ll probably need medicine.]
Tong Yanqi slowly picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and swallowed it down with a large ball of rice without chewing it twice.
Looking up, I saw the discussion on the topic of giving the pillow to Yu Wenzhi. My left hand, which was originally tightly clasped, tightened even more, and I said with a guilty conscience:
"No, I think I need comfort more now."
After these words were spoken, the comments in the live broadcast room paused for a moment.
[Dharma Monk: Sister Qi, you…]
[A love-brained person is only fit to dig wild vegetables: So, you secretly took this pillow? ]
[Retirement at 40: It is a legitimate and open deception]
[Wait for me: I can see that you like this pillow very much]
[Sister Take Me: Sister Qi urgently withdrew a small gift]
Even Lu Manxi in the online chat couldn't help but complain: "The pillow is your true love, right?"
Tong Yanqi said nothing and didn't move, only his eyes were rolling around guiltily, looking at the ceiling, the ground, and the pillow, but not at the camera.
The gift has not been given away, the ownership has not been transferred, and you are still the owner of the pillow, so it is reasonable for you to take it back!
Tong Yanqi consoled himself in his heart and replied again with a confident tone, "I didn't give it away. I was planning to sleep with it tonight anyway!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
