Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

At least Lu Jinxiu, who came back from the shower, was amazed.

"This flower is very beautiful."

"It's not only good-looking, but also delicious."

Taking a crabapple cake and feeding it to his mouth, Jian Yan said with a smile, "Try it."

Lu Jinxiu didn't refuse either, just opened his mouth and ate it.

The exquisite and small crabapple crisps are exactly one bite. When the teeth are bitten down, the layers of dense pastry will be rubbed, which is the crisp sound of delicious cracking.

The tight but thin puff pastry melts immediately without any trace when it touches saliva. It really melts in the mouth without any lumps that affect the taste.

The taste of bean paste filling is thick and sweet, and the filling is very delicate, without the slightest graininess in the mouth, only light and soft.

Soft and sweet, unbelievably soft, the pleasure of the senses is magnified to the extreme during the chewing of the lips and teeth.

After eating a crabapple crisp, Lu Jinxiu nodded in satisfaction, "This is better than those Western-style desserts you make."

It is more suitable for his taste, the taste will not be too thick and sweet, but just right, sweet but not greasy.

Simply smile, "Like it?"

"like!"

Lu Jinxiu nodded, and said with frowned eyes, "I like everything my wife makes."

She didn't believe it.

People have taste preferences. If you don't like it, you don't like it. It has nothing to do with who made it, and it can't deceive people.

At least the man in her family has several foods that he doesn't like.

However, since he had already talked about this, she had to tease him.

Jian Yan, who had a bad taste, said with a smile, "Then let me make you a bitter gourd stuffed, okay?"

Lu Jinxiu, "..."

The smile on Lu Jinxiu's face froze, he wanted to refuse, he wanted to say that he didn't like bitter melon stuffing, even if the bitter melon stuffing she made wasn't bitter and tasted pretty good, he still didn't like it.

However, seeing Jian Yan's eyes smeared with a smile as if sparkling with stars, he grimaced and grumbled.

Seeing his unspeakable suffering, Jian Yan let out a burst of laughter.

"Okay, I won't tease you."

Pointing to the crabapple crisps on the tray, she urged, "You seal these and put them in the incubator, and I'll fry some more for you as snacks."

"good!"

As long as he doesn't make bitter melon stuffed for him to eat, he can do whatever he wants.

Leaving quickly with the tray in hand, Lu Jinxiu took decomposable food-grade airtight bags from the locker, sealed each bag of five crabapple crisps, and put them in the incubator.

The two worked together, Jian Yan stood in front of the stove to fry the crabapple crisps, and Lu Jinxiu packed them.

Half an hour later, except for the dozen or so crabapple crisps for dinner, the rest were sealed and sent to the incubator.

At this time, the broth in the pot has been stewed. Jian Yan took out the ingredients that he had prepared earlier and started frying the bottom ingredients. Lu Jinxiu was not idle either. He checked the ingredients in the hot pot and felt that they were not enough, so he ran to the fresh-keeping cabinet I picked out a few ingredients, washed them and cut them.

Someone who cooks is a black hole, but those who wash vegetables are masters of technology.

The knife is super smooth, and the cut ingredients are of the same thickness and thickness, which is no worse than Jianyan.

When the hot pot ingredients were ready, someone who had washed and cut it came over and brought the pot to the small restaurant.

The restaurant is so small that there is only room for a table and two chairs, but the restaurant has no door, and it is next to the aisle, so the shelves for placing ingredients can be placed in the aisle.

I picked up some of her favorite food for Jian Yan and put them in a bowl. Lu Jinxiu nodded while eating, "This yellow throat is not bad, it's delicious."