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Volume 2: A Little Success in Cooking Chapter 319: Each shows his or her special abilities (first update)

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    Zhu Er dragged his luggage with one hand, raised his head, and looked at the small apartment in front of him. Unexpectedly, it was very clean.  Fatty asked him to sit down enthusiastically, reached for a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, put it on the coffee table in front of him, blinked at him, Zhu Er glanced at him, and said lightly: "The calories in Coke are 152  Card, in other words, this can of Coke can increase your fat by 6%. "The fat girl was so embarrassed, she picked up the Coke, forced out an awkward smile and said: "By the way, my name is Jenny, what about you.  , what¡¯s your name? The name sent is in Chinese, I don¡¯t recognize it.¡± Zhu Er glanced at her and said casually: ¡°My surname is Zhu, you can call me Mr. Zhu.¡± ¡°Mr. Zhu.¡±  Two: "" Did this stupid girl do it on purpose?  The corners of Zhu Er's mouth twitched twice, and he changed the topic: "By the way, do you usually have anything you like to eat?" Jenny's eyes immediately lit up, and her eyes as big as mung beans opened up hard and turned into soybeans: "I like to eat a lot.  , there are French fries, burgers, fried crispy chicken nuggets, grilled oily pork belly skewers, medium-rare veal steak, and by the way, it must be paired with red wine mushroom sauce. The black pepper taste is too strong, I don¡¯t like it.¡±  Zhu Er raised his legs and tapped his toes downward. Listening to Jenny's endless talk, a file was automatically created in his mind. Under the folder named Jenny, there was a long list of various colors with no beginning or end.  High-calorie food. ¡°That¡¯s all I can think of.¡± Jenny licked her lips with contentment and looked at Zhu Er with hope: ¡°Mr. Pig, do you want to cook for me?  " Zhu Er glanced at her, his eyes swept across Jenny's body, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he said with a half-smile: "Yes, don't you want to lose weight?  ¡± When the man with a usually straight face smiled, it was really touching. Jenny was slightly stunned, her chubby hands balled up into a fist, and she decided, Mr. Pig, it¡¯s her male god who has such a handsome temperament and knows how to do it.  Cook delicious food, and when she loses weight, she will confess to Mr. Pig. Zhu Er stood up, dragged his luggage and walked around the small apartment. This apartment is really small. The structure of one bedroom and one living room is mostly for singles.  Jenny was very good at customer service. There was a large KIN bed in the small bedroom. Zhu Er narrowed his eyes and threw the pillow and quilt out, directly to Jenny who was still confused after him.  On the body, he couldn't refuse and said: "I will sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the sofa.  " After a pause, he added with a half-smile: "By the way, I just wanted to say that there is no need to buy a vacuum cleaner for your home. Your saliva just now was enough to cover the whole earth." After saying this, Zhu Er made a bang  After closing the door, Jenny hugged the quilt and pillow and sat down on the sofa. She didn't realize what happened for a while. It seemed that Mr. Pig was different from what she imagined.  Her body shrank into the double sofa. Considering her body shape, she bought the extra wide version of the sofa. Even so, it was not as good as her own super large bed. The little fat girl with a little resentment quickly got up.  Falling into sleep, I wish Er had a good night's sleep. He got up early, looked at the meatballs on the sofa with disgust, frowned, and turned around to enter the kitchen. Jenny was called by the aroma in the room.  She was awake, her eyes hadn't been opened yet, her nose twitched in the air, and she murmured: "French bread slices, pan-fried veal steak, and bacon and fried eggs¡ª¡ª" At this point, her saliva quickly overflowed.  , Jenny jumped up and rushed into the kitchen with agility that was completely inconsistent with her body shape. With her messy hair on her head, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the food placed on the small table by Zhu Er - spread with butter and bake it.  There are golden French bread slices on both sides, the steak is fried just right, and a broccoli and two carrots are placed next to it as decoration. The bacon is cut into slices and placed in a circle along the round omelette. Look.  It looked like a sun. Jenny took a deep breath. What a beautiful morning. It would be even better if her body wasn't so sore. Zhu Er patted off her fleshy claws and ordered coldly: "Wash your face and brush your teeth." Jenny flattered.  With a smile, he turned around and entered the bathroom. After a while, he came out, his hair was slightly damp and neatly combed. He sat down at the dining table and looked at Zhu Er eagerly as he prepared one for himself.  A portion of white porridge and side dishes, he glanced at the excited Jenny, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Eat it." Jenny squealed, pounced on the bread slices that had been coveted for a long time, just picked up a piece and threw it into her mouth, her  Her face changed, and the man's gloomy threat came to her ears: "Don't eat anything after you vomit it." Jenny's face became extremely strange, and she swallowed the piece of bread in her mouth almost painfully.  , looked at Zhu Er with tears in his eyes, and asked tremblingly: "What is painted on this?  ¡± Zhu ErmeiYang raised, "The best mustard from Japan is spicy enough and pungent enough. By the way, in order to maintain the appearance of your favorite food, I spread the mustard under the butter." Jenny looked at the slices of bread in her hand and couldn't accept it for a moment.  , how could something that looked so delicious taste so bad? She reluctantly put down the bread, cut a piece of steak with a knife, and ate it in big mouthfuls. The next second, the man's big hand covered her mouth tightly: "  Swallow it, it¡¯s shameful to waste food. Two lines of tears flowed out uncontrollably from Jenny¡¯s eyes. She finally swallowed the steak in her mouth and stared at Zhu Er in disbelief. Her voice was already hoarse: ¡°Damn it, what¡¯s this again?  What the hell is this?" Zhu Er shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly: "Millet peppers from Sichuan, China, are one of the hottest peppers in the world.  " Jenny vaguely understood. She was fat, but not stupid. She pointed to the remaining bacon and eggs, "What do these two taste like?  " Zhu Er looked at her calmly: "Would you know if you try it?  " Jenny grabbed the knife and fork tightly, this hateful man, damn it, how could she mistake him for her boyfriend? A burst of boos came from the guests who looked up at the screen, a lady wearing a backless dress  He complained dissatisfiedly: "This Mr. Zhu is so ungraceful." Old Andrew held his cane firmly, with a rare smile of appreciation on his face: "The method is very effective, isn't it?  " Mu Qing couldn't hide his pride as he looked at his senior brother, raised his chin, and praised his beloved disciple without hesitation: "Zhu Erguo is really the best, he can think of such wonderful tricks." Zhang Buhuan shrugged  Lowering his shoulder: "Indeed, this method can be solved once and for all. This girl named Jenny is really lucky to meet Zhu Er.  " Su Hang's eyebrows raised slightly. It seems that Su Man's opponent is very strong. He found the best solution to such a difficult question in such a short time. " In fact, to put it bluntly, it is very simple. Do what Jenny likes.  The food is full of color and aroma, and the taste is made into various unacceptable flavors, forcing her to form a conditioned reflex. When she sees these foods, she will subconsciously feel unpalatable. This method is actually very classic and is often used by some breastfeeding mothers.  The mother used it to stop breastfeeding her child. Bao Ziling looked at the girl in front of him worriedly. She was very fragile. A sweet dish could kill her. The girl held her chin with her hands and looked at the girl in front of her with clear blue eyes.  The man showed a touching smile: "I really like the aroma of baked cakes. Just make it for me once. Can't I just smell it?"  " Under the girl's pleading gaze, Bao Ziling really couldn't say a single word no. He nodded stiffly: "Okay.  " The girl had just returned home in the morning, and there was a professional nurse who came home with her. Bao Ziling took a deep breath and walked into the transparent cake room of the girl's house. He was worried. The girl's severe diabetes restricted many foods.  , even natural fruits cannot be eaten. How to simulate the taste of cheesecake and ice cream without sugar is an urgent issue for Bao Ziling. While kneading the dough absentmindedly, he searched in his mind for anything that could replace sugar.  "Miss, it's time to take medicine.  "Nurse Anna carefully whispered in Linda's ear. This girl who looks like glass will make people subconsciously slow down all movements. Linda frowned and muttered and complained: "I need to do it again.  It¡¯s a hard pill to take.¡± As he spoke, he put the pill into his mouth without hesitation. At the same time, he looked at Anna with interest, his eyes bright: ¡°Mr. Bao is awesome. Look at his movements, it¡¯s like playing the piano.  , so graceful." As she spoke, Linda raised her hands and imitated Bao Ziling's movements, but she was discouraged by her clumsiness. She stuck out her tongue naughtily, "Look, I'm so stupid.  " Anna touched the girl's long pale golden hair kindly: "Miss Linda is very smart.  " Linda snuggled into Anna's arms with attachment, and said with a smile: "Sister Anna, is it me you are praising?  Why is it like someone I've never heard of?  " Bao Ziling raised his eyes and glanced at the villain not far away. His heart twitched slightly. In just one day, this lovely exotic girl had left a deep impression on him - optimistic, positive, and open to every understanding.  The man smiled. Carrots, ripe tomatoes, pumpkin, and a series of sweet ingredients flashed through his mind, and Baozi Ling vaguely made a decision. As a strong milky aroma wafted out, Baozi Ling made it specially.  The small cakes were hot out of the oven. Linda watched eagerly, stretched out her hand impatiently, and shouted: "What are these?"  Looks so beautiful¡±
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