The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 2457 Can I Still Eat Your Cooking?

Han Zhuoli went to the kitchen, found a good angle, put the stand on, and fixed the phone on the stand.

Then I found out, "No, if I broadcast live like this, then I won't be able to use my mobile phone to check the recipe. Wait a minute."

Han Zhuoli went to get the iPad again.

Then, I saw Han Zhuoli took out two eggs.

Immediately after that, Han Zhuoli held the tablet and searched.

"How can't I find it?" Han Zhuo Li frowned. "It's too unreliable, not even this."

"What are you going to do?" Lu Man asked curiously.

Is he planning to do anything complicated?

Not even a recipe could be found.

Then he heard Han Zhuoli said, "Omelette, fry a sun egg."

Lu Man finally knew why he couldn't find it.

Not because it is too complicated, but because it is too simple.

Lu Man smiled and said, "This one doesn't require a recipe. It's very simple. You can pour some olive oil, just a little, just wait for the oil to heat to a low heat, then beat in the eggs and slowly fry. When the protein is cooked , But the yolk is still flowing, so you can take it out. "

She and Han Zhuoli have the same taste, and they both like to eat yellow eggs with one side.

"Is the direct fire quicker?" Han Zhuo Li asked.

"No, in the case of fire, the bottom side is burnt, but the protein may not be cooked yet," Lu Man explained.

Han Zhuoli nodded and understood.

As Lu Man said, the oil was hot, and it got stumped again. "How to beat the eggs ..."

"Knock on the side of the pot and let the egg liquid fall naturally." Lu Man said.

Lu Manxin said that Han Zhuoli had not done anything at all.

As a result, Han Zhuoli did not control his strength.

First, the egg was knocked too crushed, the yolk was broken, and the egg liquid stuck to the wall of the pot.

"Lighter, lighter," Lu Man said quickly. "Just break a small sip."

It turned out that the second egg was a small smash, but when he opened it, his strength was a little big, the egg shell was mixed with the egg liquid, and the yolk was broken again.

Lu Man: "..."

"Can I still eat your food today?" Lu Man asked helplessly.

"Yes, definitely." Han Zhuoli said, and took out a box of eggs directly from the refrigerator.

Fortunately, Han Zhuo's savvy is still okay, and he succeeded in the third one.

According to Lu Man, sprinkle with a little salt and freshly ground pepper.

Then two more slices of bread were baked.

Throwing the intestines into the air fryer does not require Han Zhuoli to master the heat.

In the end, the simple breakfast was finally finished.

Han Zhuoli hurriedly returned.

Lu Man took a small table and placed it on the bed. They and Han Zhuoli used it on the bed.

"You taste it." Han Zhuoli made it for the first time, and it was good to see the salesman, but he didn't know how it tasted, and was a little nervous.

Lu Man's eyes rested on Han Zhuoli's hand resting on the small table, and his long fingers looked good, as if not dusty.

But it was such a good-looking hand that had just made her a breakfast.

Although simple, but Lu Man feels very difficult, no matter what it must be delicious.

Lu Man tasted the fried eggs, and Han Zhuoli knew that she had a light taste.

Although I like spicy food, I have less salt, so I am very cautious about salting and I am afraid of salty.

"How?" Han Zhuoli asked immediately.

(End of this chapter)