Ling Yuan said that he was helpless about this.

He wanted to keep his face tight and listen to his little cook telling her worries seriously, and then cheer her up and make her work hard.

But he found that when his little chef was upset, his slightly frown eyebrows, his face that was bulging like a bun, and his cute little cherry lips that were unintentionally pouted, looked full of irresistible cuteness.

So, a certain emperor could not hold it back and forth, and finally stretched out his wolf claws to his little chef.

Unfortunately, Feng Jiao was only thinking about how to make this difficult beef granules of Jingarlic, but did not notice Ling Yuan's actions.

She sighed and said, "A Yuan, you don't know anything. The records in the recipe left by the senior who cooked the golden garlic beef granules are not very detailed. I can only slowly find a way to explore some details."

Based on her past experience, when cooking beef, the first step is to add soy sauce, salt, cooking wine and other seasonings to marinate.

However, if you do this, it will lead to a lot of juice in the subsequent cooking and stir-frying process.

The appearance of too much soup will cause the syrup she cooks to be unable to perfectly wrap the beef pellets, and the sugar shell that is crucial to this dish will also lead to the cooking failure of the entire dish.

After two consecutive failures, Feng Jiao began to change her cooking techniques and tried to wrap syrup first, at least to figure out how the layer of sugar shell was made.

But this is even worse.

The beef that has not been marinated and tasted not only bland but also has a bloody smell. When wrapped in sugar, a large amount of soup also oozes out due to heat.

This attempt still ended in failure. Not only was the beef pellets not only failed to be wrapped in sugar shells, but the taste was still frighteningly bad.

Several failed experiences even made Feng Jiao feel as if she was back to the same state she was when she was thirteen or fourteen years old and just started helping her grandma cook.

Continuous experience failure, continuous summary of experience, and constantly want to find the possibility of success in it.

Listening to Feng Jiao telling the difficulties she has encountered and the worries in her heart, Ling Yuan smiled at her: "Do you remember the last time you taught me how to cook? At that time, I didn't even know how to make the simplest questions for you. But I still didn't give up trying, cough, although the result was a failure."

Feng Jiao was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "What you mean is that I shouldn't give up easily. If you try it a few more times, you might find a way to cook this dish?"

Ling Yuan shook his head: "Little chef, you are only half of your intentions for your husband."

"Oh? Is that right? What is that other half?" Feng Jiao looked at Ling Yuan with interest, looking very happy.

Ling Yuan smiled, walked behind Feng Jiao, reached out to hug her, and then continued: "I want to tell you that your foodie husband, who has zero cooking talent, is waiting to taste the taste of the golden garlic beef! I have confidence in you and know that you will succeed!"
Chapter completed!