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Asking a man to cook is worse than giving him a heavy burden. I don’t know who said this, but it is perfectly reflected in several of our fathers.

Let’s take a look at our father Guo first. He got Guo Xiaoyu’s advice from the back door and decided to make steamed buns wholeheartedly. This thing is simple, you only need to mix the noodles.

But when he faced a bag of noodles, his eyes darkened and he shouted helplessly: "How much do you pay for this thing?"

Jing, apparently no one responded to him. Guo Xiaoyi was looking for an old lady to continue learning paper-cutting. Qin Feng and the trio didn't know how to do it themselves, so they expected them to tell Father Guo.

"I have no choice but to do it myself." Father Guo muttered and poured half a bag of flour into the basin. If Guo Xiaoyu saw it, his jaw would have dropped: "How many steamed buns are you making?

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"Some more water." Guo's father was immersed in his own world at this time. Yao took a ladle of water and poured a little.

After kneading the flour, it felt dry. Father Guo poured some more and said, "More."

It's still a little dry. Try some more. If it's still not good, keep adding more. Just like this, little by little, Father Guo's ladle of water bottomed out, and he was also miserable. The dough in the basin was just a ball.

It's mud, and it's the kind of mud that's hard to catch.

"That's it, we gave you too much water. We need some flour." Father Guo grabbed another handful of flour and sprinkled it in.

"It's still a little thin, add more." Dad Guo said and grabbed another handful.

"Why is it still so thin?" Father Guo was a little annoyed and poured the remaining half of the bag into it. Now it was fun and he did it again.

"Oops..." Father Guo almost collapsed and had to ask Qin Feng for help: "Hurry up and call Guo Xiaoyu to come over."

Qin Feng didn't just follow him this time. He held the phone tightly and said, "Guo Xiaoyu said that if you want to call him again, I will refuse you."

"I..." Father Guo was speechless for a moment, and could only point at Qin Feng and threaten: "Tell him to wait and see how I deal with him when I get home. And your kid, wait for me too."

"What am I waiting for? I'm just waiting. This is a matter between you and your son. Why is it blaming me again? When you coaxed your son to get up in the morning, your son finally blamed me. Now you are blaming me again.

Put the blame on me. I have offended someone!" Qin Feng was really on the verge of crying.

Qin Feng thought for a while and felt that he should help Father Guo, otherwise he would be really afraid that Father Guo would settle the score in the future. So he said: "You can ask the old lady in the house."

"Ask grandma." Dad Guo clapped his hands and shouted excitedly: "Yes, why didn't I think of it earlier? You are really serious, why didn't you tell me earlier? Just wait for me." After speaking, Dad Guo ran to the back room.

Went to find the old lady.

"Still waiting!" Qin Feng muttered to himself with a sad face: "Crossing the river and burning the bridge, the father and son have the same surname!"

After Guo's father invited the old lady out, the old lady looked at the pot of things and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, why is it like this?"

"Ahem..." Father Guo said awkwardly, "I don't know how to do this, so..."

Director Guo, you are too modest. Why don’t you know how to do this? You don’t know how to do anything!

"Oh, I don't know how to make it, why did you make so much? How many people are eating this? You don't want to make it for all of them, right?" The old lady pointed at Qin Feng and the others.

"Ahem..." Guo's father felt embarrassed and replied with a red face: "There are only six adults and six children."

"Oh, why did you make so many! This is enough to feed dozens of people!"

"No, it can't be." Father Guo didn't wait for the old lady to continue talking, and then said: "Mom, please help me get this, otherwise the child will have nothing to eat at noon." He pointed at Guo Xiaoyi pitifully.

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Father Guo wouldn't believe that he had made this look even if he wanted to die, but he was willing to risk his life just for lunch.

After hearing what Father Guo said, the old lady added a little water and complained: "How can there be a father like you who doesn't even feed his children lunch? Our little Yi is so cute, how can he be hungry?" It's obvious!

Come out, the old lady really likes Guo Xiaoyi.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I'm guilty. I will definitely learn cooking skills in the future." Father Guo nodded quickly beside him.

We, Director Guo, have finally entered the mainstream. Let’s take a look at other families.

Wang Yuelun encountered the same problem as Guo's father, that is, the noodles could not be mixed well. What was even more outrageous was that the noodles were no longer noodles at all, but a pile of slime.

"It seems like I gave you too much water." Director Wang, Director Wang, you don't have to be like this. You didn't give me too much water, but quite a lot.

"Forget it, let's do it." The magical director Wang simply ignored the pile of magical slime. He turned around and cut up the vegetables given by the crew, no matter what they were, and poured them all into the cooking pot.

In the open pot.

At this time, an aunt from the next door neighbor came over and looked at her strangely, and finally walked away with a puzzled expression. Don't say that the aunt didn't know what she was doing, but did you know what you were doing, Director Wang?

"Hey...why can't this go down? Let me play..." It turned out that the dough was directly stuck to Director Wang's hand.

After a lot of twists and turns, Director Wang’s unspeakable thing is finally out. As for the color, smell and taste...ahem...

Despite this, he still gave Director Wang face. Even when he heard that he could not eat the food made by his father, he couldn't help but cry. This really satisfied Director Wang. dy showed off the pot of mochi in his hand.

thing.

Tian Liang, Tian Liang, don’t let that old man from Shaanxi see you, otherwise he will fight for you. In dy’s eyes, it became the best delicacy in the world. As she ate, she praised: "Dad, you did it

This one is so delicious, even better than what my uncle made yesterday."

"Really?" Tian Liang said with happiness on his face: "Then I will cook it for you every day after I get home, okay?" As soon as he said that, Tian Liang remembered that this meal was thanks to the hot pot base.

He didn't know the information, so he quickly added: "No, dad has to work and doesn't have time."

Tian Liang here is trying his best to find a sense of accomplishment in his daughter, but Guo Tao over there feels a real sense of accomplishment.

Looking at a pot of wide noodles, Guo Tao, who was sweating profusely, had a sense of accomplishment on his face. Guo Tao was different from other fathers, probably because he grew up eating noodles. Guo Tao made flour with ease.

, after the reconciliation, Guo Tao laid out a big noodle cake, cut the noodle cake into strips, and then put it into the pot. Guo Tao really looked like a chef when he did all this!

After Guo Tao finished serving the noodles, he made a tomato scrambled egg, and the hot noodles were ready. Don't tell me, Guo Tao's noodles were pretty decent!

What should Cantonese chef Zhang Liang do now when he is stumped by noodles?

Zhang Liang encountered a problem that all fathers encountered, that is, the reconciliation was too thin, but with his foundation here, no matter how difficult the reconciliation was, it would not be like that of Father Guo and Wang Yuelun.

What should I do if the dough becomes watery? Zhang Liang is much smarter than other fathers. He directly wraps the fillings in the dough, so that it doesn’t matter if the dough is a little thinner.

Compared with the problems faced by these fathers, Lin Zhiying has a completely different mood. He is facing a situation that is getting worse.

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