Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

Tang Zhen pursed his lips and said to her, "There are rice paste and batter paste."

"···"

Jian Yan paused, never expecting that the empire had rice and flour.

But what the hell is rice paste.

She asked curiously, "The kind where the rice is smashed and boiled into a paste?"

"Yes, that's it."

Tang Zhen smiled, his chubby face looked very amiable.

"The taste is a bit bland, but it's better than the nutrient solution. Would you like to try it?"

"OK."

Jian Yan asked Father Rabbit and Lu Jinxiu with a bright smile, "Father, Shuai Lu, do you want to try it?"

Lu Jinxiu and Rabbit Father nodded.

So, the two of them and Yitu found a place to sit down under the hospitality of Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen, on the other hand, moved his obese but extremely flexible body into the back kitchen, and brought a tray over within two minutes.

On the tray were two oval metal containers with lids.

Next to it are three bowls and three spoons stacked on top of each other.

When the things were delivered, Jian Yan refused Tang Zhen's service.

He lifted the lid and took the bowl. He first filled two bowls of rice paste and put them in front of Father Rabbit and Lu Jinxiu respectively. Then he filled a spoonful for himself and took a sip.

Then, she frowned.

Take another bite of the batter, and Jian Yan's two beautiful eyebrows twisted into caterpillars.

"Violence."

Too much waste and too bad to eat.

Flour is good flour, and rice is good rice.

It's just a pity that the chef's skills are not up to standard, and he didn't eat the right way, so all the good rice and flour were ruined.

Tang Zhen froze when he heard this.

Father Rabbit is not very picky about eaters. For him, any food that is better than carrots and ores is good food.

As a result, as soon as Jian Yan said this, he immediately put down the spoon, and said to Tang Zhen like a villain rabbit, "Your cooking skills are not good, and they are not as good as the food I make casually."

Lu Jinxiu only ate Jianyan's lo mei, but never her fried rice, and he didn't really believe what Father Rabbit said.

He calmly drank the rice paste in his bowl, took another spoonful of the rice paste and tasted it, "As usual, very good."

Tang Zhen's face suddenly burst into a smile.

Father Rabbit looked at Lu Jinxiu, and raised his surprised voice slightly, "Delicious?

The rice paste has no taste at all, and the taste is not good.

Not to mention the batter.

Some are still raw, and there is a strange taste in the mouth..."

Following Father Rabbit's words, Tang Zhen's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jian Yan jumped in a hurry, desperately tugging on Rabbit's fur to signal him to shut up quickly and stop talking.

However, Father Rabbit didn't listen, and raised his paw to hold down her hand.

Chattering, he thoroughly criticized the rice paste and batter that Tang Zhen brought up.

Then she turned her head and asked Jian Yan, "Cub, what did you do with my Mao Mao just now?"

Jian Yan sighed, "Nothing."

You have offended people to death, and you still ask me what to do.

Glancing at Tang Zhen's face, Jian Yan couldn't help shrugging his shoulders.

But he still forced himself to stand up with a smile on his face to hold his father's respect, "Uncle Tang, my father..."

"Miss Jane, I'm not a stingy person, so you don't have to be so frightened."

Raising his hand to interrupt Jian Yan's words, Tang Zhen explained something, then looked at Father Tu.

"Mr. Adonis, what I heard from your words is that you know a lot about cooking, can you teach me how to cook?"

Father Rabbit is willing to teach, but the problem is that he can only eat but not cook.

How to teach him in this situation?