Lengxia is very confident to win the last game in the afternoon. As a senior foodie, how can you not know the practice of various foods? It's just that this practice and eating method are very particular. She is a casual person and never likes bondage, so she has less time to do things and never does things easily.

This time, however, she was more or less stumped by the competition, and how to do it became a big problem in front of her.

And she looked at each other, has begun to skillfully do the unknown food.

The opponent should be a master, and his movements are very skilled. In a short time, the preparatory work has been completed. Nonsense, he is the chairman of the cooking club. )

Lengxia stood where she was, but the idea floated to perfect friends Uncle Ji Bu and Uncle Vantage. With a sigh, my thoughts became clear. She thought of a very suitable food-chrysanthemum jelly.

Thinking of this, Lengxia giggled again, and happened to be worried about how Lengxia didn't start cooking food and was overwhelmed by the gentle and lovely sweetness in that smile. It's a pity that they don't understand what she is thinking.

Lengxia struggled to find out the wild chrysanthemum she needed from the pile of materials, washed it with clear water for dozens of times, and dried it with a dryer to remove the water on the surface. Then carefully grind it with a millstone, and when it looks pale yellow, add the prepared jelly. After the vegetables are repaired and decorated, the chrysanthemum jelly is ready.

Lengxia separated the jelly with a small plate, cut a small piece for everyone and matched it with toothpicks.

"Hey, everyone has a try. This is a dessert I learned in Italy before-chrysanthemum jelly. First of all, it is slightly bitter, but it is clear, and then it is not greasy. " Lengxia smiled at everyone. This dish is very meaningful, and it is quick and simple to make, as long as you master the grinding degree of chrysanthemum and the old and tender jelly.

After listening to Lengxia's words, everyone began to taste this dish.

"Ah ah ah, so bitter." The most impatient chrysanthemum pill was eaten first, and this scene appeared: "Hey, it's very sweet down there." Kikumaru's face was puzzled, and she asked what would be so pinched.

"It's delicious, and I want it in the summer." Looked at me expectantly.

"Me too." All three handed me Osamu Tezuka's plate.

"Sorry, everyone has only one copy." I looked at them helplessly and continued to ignore their coquetry: "Oh, I almost forgot, I also brought this." I found a cucumber under the cupboard, so everyone looked at me doubtfully.

"Chrysanthemum with cucumber. It's a perfect match. I ate it myself. " So I chewed up the cucumber.

"Barely gorgeous food. It's just that people are too gorgeous. " Uncle Trace stroked that dazzling tear mole.

"I'm not gorgeous, and I seem to have nothing to do with trace uncle, and no matter how gorgeous I am, I didn't enter the door of trace uncle's house, which did not affect the prestige of your family. It doesn't seem to conflict. "

Many years later, as the head of the family, the Ministry will miss Lengxia every night. Think of her' not into the trace of uncle's house' this sentence. He will often regret it. If he didn't say that and she didn't reply angrily, would the ending be different now? Can they still be together? Will they still live happily together?

"Mywood, don't be angry. The food is delicious, I recommend it. "Number two said with a smile.

Everyone expressed their opinions, (I wrote them out one by one. )

"Table, can you teach me how to do it?" Xingcun looked at the trace department and said to me.

"You can't. You just watched me make it myself. Go home and try it yourself. I don't like making things. This is very troublesome and will take up my time watching others do gay things. " I don't care about the request to return to Xingcun.

At the moment, the girl opposite is already cooking. I walked over with my hand behind my back and took a look: "Hey, Mediterranean fish steak."

The man looked up and forgot my one eye, and nodded: "Do you know?"

I smiled: "Of course, I am an expert in this field." I'm not modest at all.

The man snorted heavily from his nostrils: "Then do it for me." In my hand, I took out the fish marinated for 24 hours from under the cupboard.

I took the fish and put it on my nose and smelled it: "It's a pity that the fishy smell has not been completely removed."

I picked up a piece of fish from her plate with chopsticks and bit it gently. The smell of fish spread in my mouth, but the smell of fish was stronger and could not be concealed.

"No, you try." I pointed to her plate.

She took a bite, but soon spit it all out: "How come, I marinated for a day, and there was really no fishy smell at that time."

I didn't answer her question, just cooked the dish she just cooked.

I found the fresh lemon I just bought from the cupboard, squeezed out the fresh and sour lemon juice with a juicer, threw away the lemon and soaked the fish in the lemon juice.

"I also thought about it, but the fish will lose its delicious taste and turn sour."

Take out the fish and turn the wok with olive oil: "Just use olive oil."

15 minutes later, a delicious Mediterranean fish was discharged in front of everyone. After she tasted it, she said silently, "I lost. Your cooking is really delicious."

"Thank you, but ah, cooking this kind of thing is still an opportunity. It is useless to find a teacher or teach recipes. Only by studying and feeling the local cooking methods can you improvise in various situations. I also learned this trick in a local restaurant. I'll teach you if I have a chance. " I said kindly.

On the first day of the competition, Leng Xia finally won, but Xiangzi Nakajima was not worried at all. As long as she loses a game tomorrow, she will have to leave the university. The number of people tomorrow is at least 100 times that of today, so she may lose a lot of money. At this thought, Xiangzi Nakajima smiled wickedly again.