Looking at the more than one hundred fish placed in the kitchen, Lu Yulan couldn't help but feel exasperated.
"Xiaomi, isn't this too much?"
"It's not much. I can clean the fish's innards and scales for you. You can start now."
"We still can't finish it all."
[Give a green gift, or a tip if you prefer.]
Looking out into the kitchen at the green creature, which was baring its teeth and claws, its face beaming with excitement and its eyes gleaming, Lu Yulan couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance at it.
Green, you're in big trouble.
Perhaps she was being too cautious, but Lu Yulan didn't fix the first jade knife properly and almost chopped the fish in half.
"Xiaomi, I..."
It's okay, keep going. Fry them up, taste them yourself, and you'll know where you're missing something.
Hearing Xiaomi's calm voice, Lu Yulan also calmed down.
Take it one step at a time.
It's 1 p.m. now, no rush.
When the first fish was fried, Lu Yulan could tell just by looking at it that it was overcooked.
I took a small bite, and upon closer tasting, I could indeed detect a slightly bitter flavor. Although the fish itself was fried to a very fragrant perfection, the bitterness was still noticeable upon closer inspection.
When it came to the second fish, the slicing was perfect in her opinion, it was fried very well, and she drizzled it with a thick sauce and savored it slowly.
The sweet and sour taste of tomatoes coats the crispy fish skin and the outermost layer of fish meat, layer by layer, until it reaches the softest part.
"It's delicious."
Lu Yulan almost cried. She didn't know if it was because she put too much effort into it, but she thought it tasted incredibly delicious.
[You're getting too excited. The cuts you made were too deep; you fried the originally tender parts of the fish until it was crispy. What's the difference between this and a meat bun from a shop that only has the outer layer? Also, it wasn't fried long enough. If the fish had been left to rest for another ten minutes, it would have started to smell fishy.]
Lu Yulan: ...
"I don't believe it!"
Then she looked at the uncle, handed him the chopsticks, and asked, "Uncle, is it good?"
The uncle took a small bite and then stopped.
He knew that Lu Yulan wanted to hone her cooking skills.
"It's quite delicious."
"Delicious, delicious."
Green, who was outside the kitchen, took the whole plate of fish away and ate it whole.
Does it smell fishy?
Lu Yulan asked tentatively, after all, she herself liked rich and flavorful dishes, but for people in interstellar space, food was a first-time experience for them.
They might not like oily foods.
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, looking at Lu Yulan without saying a word.
"Okay, I understand, continue."
One hour later.
"Is it tasty?"
"Hmm, not bad."
"Really? I feel like something's missing."
Then I looked outside and saw Green had already settled into the sofa, retracting all its tentacles.
"Green, fried fish, want some?"
"This is delicious."
Green raised a small green ball, indicating that it was giving up.
"No, how can I not want to eat delicious food just because I'm full? Something must be wrong with it!"
[Host, you're right, it's indeed just a tiny bit off, but you'll need to figure it out yourself.]
"I can do it."
Lu Yulan said something to herself softly, then picked up another fish.
The middle-aged man watched quietly, then smiled gently; he really was stubborn.
Then, all the prepared squirrel fish were put into an insulated box.
Three hours later.
[Host, you've succeeded.]
"Xiaomi, I've succeeded."
Smelling the sweet but not cloying aroma in the air, which whetted her appetite, Lu Yulan had a premonition that this was the feeling.
Cutting the knife, controlling the heat, and seasoning.
Perhaps because success is hard-won, Lu Yulan was momentarily dazed, this familiar, almost ingrained, conditioned reflex.
She finally learned a little bit.
There is a great distance between her and the master, but she is getting closer little by little.
"Are you still making it? There are no fish left."
Lu Yulan turned around and saw the uncle's refined smile, as well as more than thirty squirrel fish.
An awkward smile.
No, thank you.
If this happens every time, I doubt many people could withstand it.
What should we do with these fish?
"Give it away."
The land general of the border planet was stunned when he saw the five fish in the insulated box.
What is the little girl doing?
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