Speaking of which, the taste of the food can fluctuate sometimes due to the chef's mood or other reasons.
But even the most skilled chef can get tired of the same old radishes, cabbages, and potatoes, and sometimes, a sudden inspiration strikes...
And that was the end of it.
Eat as usual: boiled radish, cabbage, and potatoes in water.
However, Shi Lingheng's performance in this area is truly consistent. He seems to have a special, magical ability, just like Fan Xiaofan. Fan Xiaofan's talent lies in mechanics, but Shi Lingheng's talent...
If you were to ask Shi Lingheng whether he likes to cook, would you say so?
Shi Lingheng would definitely shake his head.
After all, he possessed the unwavering belief that a man would bleed and sweat but not shed tears.
Cooking, like many other skills, was something Shi Lingheng had only happened to see before, and then he just learned to do it—it was such a simple thing…
He used to cook just to fill his stomach, but when he cooked for Fan Xiaofan, he unconsciously imbued the food with his soul. So every time Fan Xiaofan ate, it was as if a line from a Chinese cooking show could be used to describe how the emotions in the food would unconsciously affect the person eating and bring them different feelings.
Therefore, Fan Xiaofan has great confidence in Shi Lingheng's cooking skills, after all, his level is undeniable.
If you were to ask Shi Lingheng what he likes most, it would undoubtedly be his head and his fists.
These two are his innate talents...
As for cooking, he only did it because Fan Xiaofan wanted to eat it...
Ling Heng and Fan Xiaofan were whispering to each other for a long time. Liu Fang and Gu Wenyan, who were standing not far away, were itching to separate the two, but on the other hand, they knew that the two were talking about serious matters...
Even knowing that, it still hurts to know.
The cabbage I planted at home was still just a tender sprout. It swayed and waddled up to the pig. The pig had been eyeing this cabbage for a long time. What if it got gobbled up?
After successfully handing over the matter to Shi Lingheng, Fan Xiaofan was now filled with joy.
For her, the most difficult part of making instant noodles was already over; the machinery wasn't a big deal. The taste was the real problem for her.
Shi Lingheng even brought steamed buns and dumplings this time, because there's only one large refrigerator in the research institute, so they had to be stored there...
Therefore, some people who also need to use the refrigerator might see what's inside and grit their teeth: "This kid thinks there's no food in our cafeteria and is trying to lure Xiao Fan away with food..."
A large group of elderly people, all over fifty years old, made a special trip to the cafeteria that day...
The head chef, who was holding a large ladle, was startled by the sight of so many people rushing into the cafeteria before it was even open to customers. He instinctively protected his heart with the ladle and stammered, "What are you all doing? We're not even at the restaurant yet, you know?"
What did he do wrong, Mother? I'm so upset.
The group's reaction to the head chef's dramatic performance was: "..."
"Hey chef, look at these steamed buns, make some too, but they have to be both prettier and tastier than these..."
Because Shi Lingheng had considered convenience, he prepared a week's worth of food, all of which was cooked, so Fan Xiaofan only needed to heat it up before eating.
So the chef touched the bun, which was still chilled from the refrigerator, and exclaimed, "Why is it still so cold? Did you just take it out of the refrigerator? Let me heat it up..."
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