"ha?!"

Three question marks slowly appeared above Jiang Linan's head.

Three minutes later.

In the well-equipped modern kitchen, the island table is piled with a mess of spices and ribs just taken out of the freezer.

In the middle, there is a mobile phone propped up on a stand, which is in the process of video connection.

At the other end of his hand, a short and fat middle-aged man was operating and explaining at the same time.

"...Master Che, first cut the ribs into three centimeter square pieces, almost like this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hoscher raised his knife and cut the ribs in two or two strokes, "Is that it?"

The chef froze for a moment and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Uh, yes, yes... Mr. Che, your knife skills are really neat..."

Did Mr. Che not know that you need to use a chopping board to cut vegetables? He actually cut them on the cooking table.

And he didn’t chop up the tabletop...

What kind of perverted power control is this?

"Ahem, um... After the ribs are cut, wash them, then add salt, cooking wine, eggs, starch, oil, and marinate... Wait, the one you added is sugar, and the salt is from the bag on the side.

Cough...Okay, okay, then heat up the oil pan, wait until the oil is 70% hot, and then put the ribs down..."

Jiang Linan took a bench and sat in the kitchen, his eyes widened as he stared at the screen of his phone without blinking.

Watching his cousin cut the ribs with a few swipes.

Although I put the wrong seasonings several times during pickling, the chef corrected them in time.

The oil pan was also hot and did not explode...

Could it be that Brother Che, who has never been in the kitchen in his life, can really make sweet and sour short ribs?!

Isn’t this amazing?

Could it be that this is the power of love??

However, the next second, he realized that he had thought too much.

Horscher grabbed the ribs and poured them into the pan before the chef even had time to stop him.

A puff of black smoke rose from the pot.

The ribs were burnt.

Hoscher's face turned dark.

The chef slapped his thigh fiercely, "Oh, Mr. Che, you can't be in a hurry. I'll let you cook the ribs, then you cook the ribs. We'll do it again..."

Next, Jiang Linan saw what the kitchen idiot's 101 overturns were.

The ribs were either undercooked, burnt, or burnt...

Nearly half an hour later, the trash can was full, and there was no sign of the sweet and sour short ribs.

Horscher's face became darker and darker visibly...

Jiang Lin'an had never seen his cousin in such a hurry. He couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

The next second, Hoscher's eye knife swept over.

Even through the screen, one could feel a frightening murderous aura, which made Jiang Linan tremble all over and turn into a quail in seconds.

"you give me……"

Just as Hoscher was about to speak, he suddenly heard a clang from behind.

He turned around and saw that Cerebellar Ax had entered the kitchen at some unknown time and was squatting on the cooking table, sharpening his claws.

Under the cooking table, there was a pile of glass fragments, which had obviously been accidentally touched just now.

Cerebellum Ax was caught doing bad things. Not only did he not feel guilty at all, but he straightened up and bared his teeth at Horscher.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

You bastard, you are such a big liar!

You simply don’t know how to cook sweet and sour short ribs!

I'm going to expose you to Mom and let her see your true face as a stinky bitch!

Cerebellum glanced at Hoscher with a disdainful look, twisted his round body, and jumped off the cooking table.

Although it looks chubby and has short legs, its running movements are surprisingly brisk, like a golden lightning bolt that swoops out.

However, Cerebellar Ax was proud for only a second, when suddenly his whole body froze, and someone pinched the back of Destiny's neck and lifted it up.

Hoscher raised the kitten in front of his eyes with one hand, "Want to run?"

Cerebellum Ax's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he was caught by this dog man!

It is the fastest cat in Xiaoyun Village!

Wen Jingzhi wanted to beat it to death three hundred times a year, but he couldn't even touch a hair on it.

How could a stinky dog ​​catch it?

Cerebellar Ax twisted its body and tried to struggle. However, under Horscher's cold gaze, its body became inoperable, as if it was frozen, unable to move.

Ouch ow ow...

Why is this dog man so scary?!

In front of Mom just now, he was obviously a good-tempered little puppy, and he didn't get angry even after being scratched several times...

Is it all just an act?

Hoscher watched the Cerebellum Ax gradually become more well-behaved, and then he snorted coldly.

"Call daddy!"

…

Jiang Linan waited in front of the phone screen for five minutes.

Just when he thought his cousin had overturned the car and was kicked out by Nuannuan, Horscher came back again.

"Cousin, are you ready to make these sweet and sour short ribs?" he asked cautiously.

Hoscher pursed his lips and said, "I won't do it anymore."

If the delay continues, the little girl will be so hungry that she might come downstairs to have a look in person, and that would mean someone gets the spoils together.

Jiang Lin'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little worried: "Cousin, then... what are you going to say to my sister-in-law? If she knew you couldn't cook, would she... not like you...

I, I just said if..."

Hoscher glanced at him coldly, "Who said I have to admit that I can't cook?"

"Ah?" Jiang Lin'an was stunned.

Hoscher: "I remember that your Jiang family has a high-tech company that specializes in drones and night navigation equipment? I'll give you ten minutes to ask your chef to prepare sweet and sour short ribs and use the drone to

Bring it to the kitchen window."

Jiang Linan:???

"Cousin...cousin, our night navigation equipment is a military cooperation project and is used in munitions..."

"If you can't even deliver sweet and sour short ribs, you can just dismantle the navigation system and throw it away." Horscher interrupted him.

Jiang Linan choked, "It's not that I can't deliver it, but..."

"Since I can deliver it, then stop talking nonsense and deliver the short ribs quickly. If I don't have a wife, then my cousin doesn't need to have one either."

Hearing this, Jiang Linan's whole body shivered, and the hair on his back stood up.

For the safety of his life, he did not dare to say anything else, so he could only write down the address of Nuannuan's home.

Horscher continued: "In addition to the finished sweet and sour short ribs, we will also send four pounds of raw short ribs."

Jiang Linan:......

It's still your Mr. Che who's cool.

What kind of brain circuit is it that can come up with the idea of ​​drone delivery?

Poor sister Nuannuan is still kept in the dark by this Bai Qiehei, and she still thinks she has found a warm man.
Chapter completed!