She stood in front of the faucet with a floral apron and carefully peeled and washed the full sweet pepper. Today is her first time to buy sweet pepper. When she peeled off the tendons inside with her nails, she realized that the sweet pepper juice was delicious, which was incomparable to the fine pepper with sharp skin.
Spread the peeled sweet pepper on the chopping board. She cut it into slender silk and spread it in front of her. Chopping cucumber into thin shreds, adding a little vinegar and salt, is refreshing and delicious, which should increase his appetite lying in a white hospital bed. She has always liked brightly colored vegetables, such as blue, orange and sauce purple, which are as eye-catching as his superficial vanity. But she loves him, so she indulges his vanity.
Now she must make one last effort for her love. She calmly cut shredded green peppers and got used to eating spicy green peppers. She hopes that he will have a chance to understand that green peppers can also have a faint sweetness, and she hopes that he will wake up to his own taste.
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When she first fell in love, she fumbled through colorful recipes and followed the complicated dishes. She stood in the kitchen screaming, what should be put next? He sat in the living room, staring at Beckham on the screen, glanced at Beckham and glanced at the menu in his hand. He also called back: put fennel!
If this happens many times, he will get bored and mumble. I'd rather not eat delicious food. Hey, LP, let me teach you a lazy dish. Lazy food? She smiled in surprise. She has only heard of lazy shoes that don't even need to tie their shoelaces. Ignoring her sarcasm, he cooked the dish in two sentences: first put oil and salt, and then put the whole pepper in the pot. Is it over? Waiting to hear her question below. It's over. His eyes were fixed on the burly Beckham again. So she learned the simplest dish, tiger skin green pepper.
To make green peppers from tiger skin, you must use extremely spicy peppers and light green peels. After cooking, the spicy taste is enough.
When cooking for the first time, she was afraid of tears when eating, so she pulled off the pedicle of green pepper with her long fingers. The moment her fingertips touched the pepper, she sneezed twice and her fingers were cold. She frowned. It was so hot before cooking. How can she eat it?
Even more shocking is yet to come. With a pepper stalk peeled off, she became a runaway doorbell in half a second. She screamed, threw the pepper in her hand, and people rushed out. When they rushed to the kitchen door, they staggered on the tiles, and people jumped forward and slammed into the door frame. His hands trembled with surprise, and the remote control fell to the ground and broke. He doesn't care. He ran to hug her. What's the matter? What's the matter? A bug! She pursed her lips and muttered. Oh, my God, what's wrong? He also collapsed on the ground.
She rubbed her eyes awkwardly and said, I didn't mean to. Just finished, tears rolled down like a flood that burst its banks. He scratched his head. Didn't he just fall down? This is also worth crying about! She ignored it and put a finger on his eyelid, then he screamed and jumped up, crying uncontrollably. Her eyes were wet with laughter. You were ashamed and the man cried. It turns out that the spicy taste on your fingers can also be contagious. He squinted into the bathroom, twisted a cold towel and handed it to me. He'll be all right after a cold compress.