Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

"Good eyesight."

Lu Jinxiu rubbed her head, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't look at it, eat noodles quickly, or it will be too late."

"oh."

Jian Yan came to the table, looked at the bowl of noodles cooked by Lu Jinxiu, and found that the appearance was not bad.

The noodles are uniform in thickness and have a light yellow color.

Of course, he didn't make the noodles, so it's normal to look good.

There is a high probability that the dough is not his craft. There is a thick layer of stewed meat, which is crystal clear, crispy, red and tender. A boiled egg cut in half is lying on it, and sporadic minced meat is stuck on it, and a spoonful of marinade is poured on it. .

A few small green vegetables and some shredded red peppers adorn the whole bowl of noodles with rich colors. As far as the color is concerned, the visual effect is very enjoyable, and the index finger will move when you look at it.

The taste is also surprisingly good.

The noodles are smooth and firm, and the noodle soup is rich. It is a broth made from ingredients such as chicken, pork bones, and scallops.

Take a sip of the hot soup, the internal organs are warmed up, and the aroma overflows the mouth.

The stewed pork is fat but not greasy, soft, glutinous and crispy, and the taste is extremely delicious.

"How does it taste?" Lu Jinxiu asked with a smile seeing her delicious food.

"delicious."

Jian Yan replied with a smile, and said sharply at the corner of his raised mouth, "You didn't make this noodle, Uncle Tang's craftsmanship, I ate it."

She said, how could a man in her family who could cook a pot of dark dishes even by staring at him make such a delicious bowl of noodles, and she shouldn't have expected him.

The corners of Lu Jinxiu's upturned lips froze, the sense of taste was too sensitive.

"I cook the noodles in the pot, and I put the dish codes in."

He plausibly said that he was extremely shameless, "I did the rounding."

The corner of Jian Yan's mouth twitched, she was extremely speechless at his childish appearance.

"Do you dare to show some face? Taking credit for others is so righteous, I can see it. I'm afraid I will never expect to eat the food you cook in my life."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lu Jinxiu's face. He touched his nose and said with a sneer, "Well, I'll just wrong my wife."

Not wanting to continue on this topic, he pretended to be casual and said, "Speaking of which, daughter-in-law, you have been a little bit wrong these days."

"What's wrong?" Jian Yan, who didn't think there was anything wrong with him, happily slurped the noodles. Uncle Tang's cooking skills are getting better and better, this noodles are really delicious.

"Nothing is right, your appetite has increased, and you have gained more flesh."

Jian Yan's face turned dark, can this dog man speak, why does she eat more and more meat, isn't she always like this?

"Old Lu, do you know what I want to do now?" Taking a deep breath, she asked with staring eyes.

"I know, I don't need you, I will do it myself."

Before he finished speaking, he swiftly took a retro mechanical keyboard from the space button and put it on the ground, bent his knees and knelt down deftly, "Honey, do you feel better because of my self-consciousness? "

Seeing him like this, Jian Yan was holding his breath in his throat, unable to move up and down, and his face was flushed. She held the noodle bowl and drank the soup sullenly, and then hiccupped and wondered. He said, "What the hell are you trying to do when you make me angry and I consciously punish myself?"

It would be fine if she didn't bring up this question, but Lu Jinxiu couldn't hold back when he mentioned it. He jumped up and squatted down in front of Jian Yan, shook her hand and looked at her seriously, "Honey, it's very important to make you angry." My intention, my main goal in saying this, is that we go to the maternity center for a checkup tomorrow, and I think you're pregnant."