Vaguely, based on his intuition, Mo Liancheng felt that someone was staring at him in the dark. As a last resort, Qu Tan'er told him a simplest way to eat.

Molianchengjian kitchen has ready-made dishes and eggs.

He was absolutely too lazy to catch a chicken to kill, so he took the bucket to the lake and fetched water.

Mr. M. poured half of the bucket of water into a large pot and started to set fire. Mr. M. M. M. M. M. M. M. could do the simple job of raising fire and threw the firewood into the stove.

When the water is almost blooming, the rice will be poured down.

Note, Mr. Mr.’s rice... has not been washed, nor has he washed. Another point just now was that Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. did not wash the pot! There was a layer of black pot ants floating on it, making the water a little weird.

He looked at it, a little confused, but didn't pay attention.

Anyway, he did it according to the steps Zu Qu Tan'er said.

It wasn't that Mr. Ye was not intentional, but that he had no idea that he needed to do this one.

The reason is that Qu Tan'er didn't know that he would be so "simple". She just taught him the steps and did not tell him that cooking requires washing the pot and washing the rice. Next, when the water in the pot was boiling, he took some of the dishes from the small room directly, peeled them one by one, smashed them, and threw them into the pot bit by bit.

That behavior is shamelessly elegant.

Dish, throw it in and cook it with rice.

"So it's called vegetable porridge like this. I wonder if it's delicious?" This is really simple! When the time is about to be right, Mo Liancheng will turn off the fire and add an appropriate amount of salt and peanut oil. It's a matter of time. Then, he took more than ten eggs from the basket as Qu Tan'er ordered, knocked out the shells and threw the egg yolks into the cooked vegetable porridge.

Mo Liancheng could actually smell the fragrance.

Haven't eaten it, don't know how it tastes?

He raised his eyebrows, took out the spoon, and carefully tried it, and found that, "The taste is actually OK. It turns out that I still have the talent to cook!"

If Qu Tan'er saw his Master's expression at this moment, he would definitely be extremely contemptuous.

Fortunately, she didn't see it either.

If I knew the process and saw him eating again, I would probably be dizzy. My master cooked things but had not washed the pot and the rice. There was nothing wrong with this. The problem was that his dishes were not washed. If you look closely, there were a few vegetable bugs floating on the porridge, and there were probably no need to mention the soil.

Mo Liancheng had just left and had not had time to call Hua Song and the others. The gang could no longer wait to send someone to urge him, "Hey, Rong Gongzi, have the food ready?"

"It's done, you come in and take it." Mo Liancheng shouted.

"Take it over and we'll wait for you in the cafeteria."

In a while.

There are several young people in the canteen, holding bowls and chopsticks to wait for food.

Mo Liancheng picked up the pot together and placed it in front of several people.

These people's eyes were wide open! What is this pot?

Hua Song slapped the table and said angrily: "Rong Gongzi, we asked you to cook rice. What is the pot you cook?"

"Egg and vegetable porridge. This one tastes good and is often eaten in my hometown. You can eat it, you have to be polite." Mo Liancheng urged them to eat it. In fact, he tried it just now, but it didn't feel that it was difficult to swallow. Even the umami flavor of the egg makes the porridge taste good.

Although the rice was a little cooked, it looked a bit ugly...
Chapter completed!