Prepare some ginger, garlic, and chopped green onion, and you can start cooking.

"Let me take a look, cut the meat, then put some starch, and put the egg white. How do you put the egg white?" Song Ci looked at the egg in confusion. Song Ci remembered that when the egg shell is broken, the egg white and yolk are together. Can they be separated?

After leaving the yard, he realized that he could smell the paste, and he must have known all the Tang poems.

Song Ci's small kitchen has been set up with induction cookers and pots, and has been washed several times.

For her, making money is the most important thing, and everything else is irrelevant.

After leaving the yard, Tang Shi couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that she couldn't even cook, which was a difficult thing for her to understand.

On the way, Song Ci suddenly felt that his failure in cooking today was not entirely a bad thing. At least, through this conversation, he became familiar with Tang Shi a lot.

"Can I choose two pots?" Song Ci asked him.

Tang Shi looked at him but didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "I'll give you the cost price!"

Her expression couldn't be deceiving, Song Ci could really see that she chose the cost price between sending it or not sending it.

Ahem, I just finished my work, you know.
Chapter completed!