Song Ni looked forward to it and was curious about the results of her first cooking.

"How about it?"

Tan Zheng looked at Song Ni and slightly restrained his expression.

"not bad"

"Really!"

After saying that, Song Ni wanted to reach out to grab the spoon in Tan Zheng's hand and try it himself. Tan Zheng hid very quickly and did not let Song Ni touch the spoon at all.

"Isn't this what you cooked for me?"

Song Ni looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, it's not wrong to cook it for you, but is there any problem with me when I cook for the first time? Or did you just lie to me?"

Tan Zheng:......

It is indeed not a very simple thing to deceive Song Ni.

Tan Zheng was still a little hesitant, afraid that Song Ni would not be very happy after tasting it. In just this time, Song Ni had already taken out other spoons from the cabinet.

She was confident and scooped a full spoonful and ate it in a big mouthful.

Seeing this incident, Tan Zheng couldn't help but frown. He took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator to prepare.

Song Ni's facial features quickly wrinkled together and began to pat her chest.

“…”

Tan Zheng handed over the water, and Song Ni hurriedly rinsed her mouth.

What's this thing?

It was full of strong seasoning flavor, and there was no original taste of fish soup.

Song Ni squirted a few times and her brows frowned even tighter.

"why is that?"

She knew the taste of the fish soup and also remembered the taste of the fish soup that Tan Zheng cooked him. Why did she cook it by herself be thousands of miles away from them?

Tan Zheng glanced at the countertop and found three seasoning bottles in total.

They are all white and fine particles.

One is salt, one is sugar, and the other is ground MSG.

Tan Zheng knew it in his heart.

"Which one did you put?"

These three bottles all look exactly the same and the label is relatively small. Song Ni can't remember it, so she shook her head.

With his cooking experience, Tan Zheng took out the bottle of MSG.

"You put the wrong seasoning."

Others put the wrong seasonings on sugar as salt. When they poured it into Song Ni, they actually used MSG as salt.

“…”

Song Ni pointed at the things in Tan Zheng's hand with wide eyes.

"So, the result of my busy work that day was ruined by this thing?"

Tan Zheng looked down at the soup in the pot, and the quality did not seem to be just frying the fish and then adding boiling water to boil. Therefore, even if Song Ni used the right salt, the taste might not be good.

Of course, Tan Zheng naturally could not say this. When it comes to encouraging Song Ni not to attack Song Ni, he and Mrs. Song have a highly consistent position.

Tan Zheng comforted.

"It's not that I can't drink it, it's already great baby."

“…”

Song Ni was a little incompetent in accepting her. She had lost her sense of taste. What she had just tasted was obviously very difficult to drink, so how could she continue to drink it?

But in order to make Song Ni believe that she could continue drinking, Tan Zheng actually scooped a large bowl and planned to finish drinking it.

Song Ni hurriedly reached out to stop him, slightly angry.

"What are you doing?! If you don't drink it, don't drink it! It's not that I can't accept failure."

It's just a little sad.

After all, she really wanted to make a delicious breakfast for Tan Zheng. Even if it couldn't be delicious, it couldn't be bad.

Unexpectedly, I was defeated by the step of putting seasonings.

The more she thought about it, the more she became more dissatisfied. She reached out to grab the bowl from Tan Zheng's hand and poured out the soup without mercy.

"It's still early, I'll make it again now. You wait, I'll cook a delicious fish soup!"

She doesn't go to class anyway, so she has time today.

Tan Zheng:......

Hiss--Since she has this passion, he can't exterminate it.

Tan Zheng was a little surprised to see Song Ni skillfully taking out the side dishes from the refrigerator.

"You've checked it online?"

Song Ni shook her head.

"I called my mom and she taught me."

The man nodded, no wonder.

This recognition disappeared when he saw Song Ni cut ginger pieces. Tan Zheng was startled when he saw Song Ni lifting the knife high, and the relaxed expression on his face disappeared. He nervously grabbed Song Ni's wrist and took the knife from her.

"Baby, that's how you cut things?"

Song Ni frowned and looked at the ginger on the chopping board.

"My mother told me that it is best to cut pieces from the vertical direction, and it is easier to cut them in the threads, but I couldn't cut them before, and the knife skills are not something that can be done in a short time. I just thought to use them today."

Tan Zheng:......

This is not the way to cut it in just use it?

What should I do if I fall down and cut it into my hands?

Tan Zheng was still a little scared.

"Leave these to me, you can prepare the others."

Song Ni was a little hesitant.

She wanted to do it independently. Can Tan Zheng help her cut the ingredients?

Tan Zheng seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

"I'll cut it for you, and you'll do the rest yourself. Your chef, I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

Song Ni dared not agree with what Tan Zheng said. She is a skill that even a three-legged cat cannot compare to as a chef in front of him?

"You just cut it and then don't intervene."

The man's brows moved slightly.

That's fine, as long as she doesn't move the knife.

Tan Zheng's movements were neat and neat. He cut the ginger pieces in just a few strokes, and cut the other side dishes into the plate.

After doing this, Tan Zheng washed his hands and stepped back to the kitchen door, leaning against the door frame and looking at Song Ni.

Song Ni does not know how to cook, but she is smart and still remembers all the steps she has done just now.

Tan Zheng looked at the picture and felt warm in his heart.

He never thought that Song Ni was not cooking was a bad thing, nor did he think about letting Song Ni cook.

But it is indeed happy at this moment.

I also had the idea of ​​cooking more afterwards.

This time, when Tan Zheng looked at it, Song Ni was more cautious and had no mistakes. After cooking, Song Ni took a bite first.

After this taste, my brow frowned slightly.

Tan Zheng came over.

"What's wrong?"

Song Ni took another bite.

"Somewhat strange?"

Tan Zheng also tasted it with her hand.

It's the taste of fish soup.
To be continued...