Every day in the kitchen, Long Xiaoxiao helps out and learns cooking skills.
At first, the little kid couldn't grasp the proportion of seasonings, and sometimes he put too much spicy food.
It almost killed him.
He only took a small sip, and it was still terribly spicy even after drinking a large bucket of water.
"Xiao Xiao, you want to kill me with this spicy food!"
"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Long Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved.
I looked like I was about to cry.
In the end, Yang Kewei had to comfort Long Xiaoxiao for a long time before she could get back in the mood to cook.
Later on, no matter whether Long Xiaoxiao made the dish numb or salty enough to taste bitter!
He didn't say anything harsh, but just kept encouraging me.
Even after Long Xiaoxiao tasted it herself, her face turned red and she looked very embarrassed.
She herself was disgusted by the saltiness of the food she cooked, and she looked like a mask of pain.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxiao. Take your time. You've made great progress."
Long Xiaoxiao immediately regained her confidence and continued cooking.
A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Long Xiaoxiao's cooking skills improved rapidly.
The dishes he cooks now are almost as good as Yang Kewei’s.
It was not until this moment that Yang Kewei breathed a sigh of relief.
The torture of tasting food this month was a real test for his taste buds.
Pick up a piece of vegetable and put it in your mouth, it is so delicious.
"Not bad, not bad. You are almost catching up with me."
Long Xiaoxiao was secretly delighted by the compliment, but appeared a little embarrassed on the surface.
After all, she herself had suffered this month and had tasted every dish herself.
I have enough food to eat but can’t find anything to do.
Several people stood by the flying boat and enjoyed the evening breeze.
While I was bored, a familiar mountain appeared in front of me.
"Xiaoxiao, we'll be home soon."
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