Chapter 690 Special Water Girl 16
"No, no need, my assistant will prepare it for me." Bolide declined.
"She should... not! She cooked the lunch this time, and she might not have time to prepare it alone. The doctor shouldn't blame us for making arbitrary decisions, and let's borrow your assistant, right? Hehehehe!"
Well, I didn't expect to be that good at cooking. It was a wrong decision to let her go to the kitchen alone to get ingredients. Bolade asked for one and was waiting for the food to be served when his assistant arrived.
Xining saw Boled at a glance among the fragrant vegetables, because everyone else was sitting and eating hard: "Doctor, Boled!"
Seeing Boled take the plate, Xining blinked: "You plan to eat together? But I have already prepared it for you."
What, you did it alone? The people in the kitchen suddenly looked envious. The food in the big pot must not be as finely cooked as in the small pot.
Bolide quickly handed a copy of his hand to the patient next to him: "This is for him."
The patient who is eating...
Why did you give me another copy? Lunch today is good, it doesn’t matter if you eat more. So he happily took it, poured the uneaten ones together, and continued to eat. Delicious, so delicious, so happy!
Bolide followed him back to his room. At the door, Bolide frowned. He didn't like the smell in the room, including the smell of vegetables.
Xining opened the door and said with helplessness: "I was afraid of being eaten by them, so I put it in the room. You won't blame me, right?"
"Bring it to me directly from now on." Bolide walked in with dissatisfaction.
As soon as you enter, take a deep breath. What does it smell like? Why is it so fragrant?
On the round table in front of the bookshelf, there are three dishes and one soup, which are fried fish in butter, fried cauliflower with sliced meat, tomato and egg drop soup, and another one with boiled celery. There are also several bottles of seasonings placed next to it.
Seeing people about to leave, Bolide stopped and shouted: "Let's eat together, I can't finish these."
Still somewhat conscientious, Xi Ning stayed.
Except for one dish, which was according to his usual habits, the other two dishes were obviously too greasy. Bolide frowned slightly, picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
His eyebrows suddenly widened, and he immediately took a bite of another piece of cauliflower with his fork. The juice of the meat slices with rice wine soaked into the half-cooked cauliflower is like eating meat.
Take a sip of the most common tomato and egg drop soup. The egg drop is like smoke lit by incense, permeating the soup, as smooth as silk.
I sprinkled some seasoning on the boiled celery and took a bite...it tasted terrible! What is this? In comparison, it's like pig food.
I bit the bullet and finished the piece of celery on my fork and didn't touch it again.
...Xining took the bread, and Bolide finished all the dishes in a daze, and drank all the soup, leaving only a stick of boiled celery.
Didn't we say we should eat boiled vegetables before, and we said we couldn't finish them all by ourselves, but now it's better, only the celery is left.
Bolade put down his soup bowl and leaned back in his chair contentedly.
Xining asked tentatively: "Do you still want to eat this celery?"
Bolide felt like he was full: "I won't eat anymore, I'll give it to you."
Who wants this? She wants fried fish, sliced meat and stir-fried cauliflower! It's good to save some soup, otherwise how can you swallow this bread?
But that was all she had left, so she had no choice but to get up and start clearing the dishes.
Bolide felt that the base had found a treasure: "How did you learn to cook?" You must know that mutants are not allowed to engage in housekeeping, chefs and other industries, for fear of using their special powers to poison food or to make ordinary people obey their orders. Something that loses its true nature.
Vegetables are more expensive than meat, and mutants have no money to buy them. They usually live in special shelters and receive relief food. What if I leave and the body owner comes back, but I can’t cook? Xining thought for a while and replied: "This is my special ability, but it is unstable and disappears from time to time."
Do you have the ability to cook delicious food? There should be. As a doctor, here, I have seen mutants who can turn water into perfume by blowing a breath; they can turn water into sweetness by shaking their fingers in the water; they can also turn cooked food into delicious food. There should be, it’s just rather special.
At this time, someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, he saw that it was the person in charge of the kitchen. The purpose of coming was to ask his assistant to cook in the kitchen.
Bolide thought of the delicious dish just now, and he was still unsatisfied with it, with the fragrance lingering in his teeth and cheeks, so he nodded: "She is really good at cooking. From now on, she will return to the kitchen."
She really cares about the overall situation. Xining doesn't care. Anyway, she just wants to show that she is valuable. As long as there is a stage to perform, it doesn't matter if you are cooking.
I went to the kitchen and found that there were no dishes.
The person in charge was apologetic and helpless: "The inspection outside is strict, and the cars that were supposed to arrive in the afternoon did not dare to come in. This is all we have!"
The dishes are just that, and the flour is enough. Common flour is used here because the price of this flour is low, which makes the bread loose.
"Well..." Xining touched his chin, as if he had an idea.
Put the flour into the kneader and knead it for a few minutes longer than usual. After pouring it out, ask someone in the kitchen to help, knead it again, smear it with oil, let it wake up for half an hour, pull it into strips with a knife, and throw it into water to cook.
When it's cooked, put it in a bowl. Each bowl covers the entire table. Top each bowl with chili peppers and seasonings and a handful of lightly cooked vegetables.
Get a pot, add oil, and when it's boiling hot, spoon it onto each bowl of noodles.
When the oil hits the minced chili peppers, onions, ginger and garlic, it suddenly makes a slight sound, and a burst of aroma comes out along with the smoke, making the whole kitchen fragrant.
"It smells so good! It smells so good!" He was already at the door of the kitchen again, inhaling sharply.
"While it's hot, mix it well and eat it." Xining continued to pour spoonfuls of noodles: "This is called oil noodles!"
Just ordering green leafy vegetables, this is all I can think of.
It doesn’t matter if it’s cooked or not, if you don’t mean to eat it while it’s hot, then you’re welcome.
So we queued up at the door of the kitchen to get the noodles, which was fine, as we were making them and serving them at the same time.
Bolide noticed that there were a lot less patients at once. He heard that they all went to the kitchen to get their meals, so he walked over to take a look.
I saw people lining up, stretching their necks and waiting. There was actually someone standing there waiting on crutches. It made him laugh and cry. Emotions are all he can eat, and they are more effective than any drug treatment.
The queue is very long, and someone in front of me has already shouted: "Those who have received it should try to order to the side and make way for others!"
As I walked closer, I saw people standing or sitting on the ground, all leaning against the wall, holding forks and mixing noodles. Some of them were picked up with a fork before they were evenly mixed. After taking a few bites, they continued to mix. Just by looking at them, you can tell that the noodles are delicious.
I heard someone yell again: "The next batch is very spicy, who wants it? If you can't eat spicy food, please wait for another batch!"
Are there levels of spiciness? Boleder walked over curiously.
(End of chapter)