Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

At dawn the next day, Xiaoguo heard the sound of chickens crowing outside. She opened her eyes and saw that Zhuang Zhuang was still soundly asleep. She got up softly, closed the door and walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

I took out the pork from last night and chopped it into minced meat. I rummaged through the kitchen and found no onion and **** seasoning. Xiaoguo entered the ring again. I took the onion, **** and various seasonings from the kitchen and came out of the ring. Put the bottles and jars in place, then start to chop ginger, minced green onions, put them in a pot, add a little salt, add a little monosodium glutamate, light soy sauce and thirteen fragrances, soak the onion and **** water and pour them in one by one, along the way. Stir in one direction, and finally fry a little pepper oil and pour it on to enhance the fragrance and lock the moisture, so that the meat filling is lumpy and juicy.

After mixing the stuffing, prepare to knead the dough. After kneading the dough into a smooth dough, Xiaoguo saw that the sun was slowly rising outside and added water to set it on fire.

On the other side, Zhuangzhuang opened his eyes and didn't see his mother. The anxious little man ran out of bed to look for his mother. Looking for the voice, Zhuangzhuang came to the kitchen, looked at Xiaoguo who was busy, and shouted, "Mother!"

Xiaoguo turned around when she heard the voice, and saw that Zhuang Zhuang had woken up, "I got up very early, and my mother said that I will call you when the meal is ready."

Zhuangzhuang thought that my mother was going out to find something to eat again. Seeing that my mother was making breakfast, I immediately felt relieved, "Mother, I will go out with you after dinner."

"Going out?" Xiaoguo remembered that she still had to find something to eat. "No need, mother has already found something to eat. We don't have to go out to find something in the future."

"Really?" Zhuangzhuang looked at Xiaoguo brightly, and Xiaoguo smiled.

"of course it's true."

"That's great, I'll help my mother make the fire." After speaking, he carried the pony and sat in front of the stove.

Xiaoguo said yes, "Then you boil the water well, and after a while, we will cook the wontons."

Only then did Zhuang Zhuang look up at the table, "Wontons? Really wontons!?"

Zhuangzhuang stared at the little wontons on the table. He hadn't eaten wontons for a long time, and Zhuangzhuang filled with firewood with great energy.

Xiaoguo's wontons were also wrapped in water, so I told Zhuangzhuang to stand far away so that they don't burn them. When Zhuangzhuang left the pot, Xiaoguo started to make wontons. After placing the pot, Xiaoguo quickly stirred it to prevent sticking to the pot.

The fragrance of the water also floated out, and Zhuangzhuang's greedy saliva was about to flow out. She kept asking her if she was okay. Xiaoguo saw that Zhuangzhuang was about to fall into the pot, so she said to Zhuangzhuang, "You Help my mother take out the bowls and chopsticks."

Zhuangzhuang turned around and went there, "Mother, are you familiar?"

Xiaoguo nodded, "She has rice."

There are two bowls, one big and one small. Xiaoguo put some seaweed and dried shrimp at the bottom of the bowl, and ordered a few drops of sesame oil. Zhuangzhuang looked at the bottles and jars he had never seen before, and was curious about what it was. Before I could ask, I was attracted by the wontons coming out of the pot. The aroma was fragrant, and two bowls of warm wontons came out of the pot. Zhuangzhuang tried to help his mother serve the bowl, but Xiaoguo couldn't compete with him, so he asked him to take chopsticks. , The two came to the dining table, took advantage of the heat and took two breaths, and couldn't wait to stuff them into their mouths.

Seeing this, Xiaoguo quickly said to Zhuangzhuang, "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself."

Zhuangzhuang nodded while chewing wontons, and Le's little man's eyes narrowed into slits.

Xiaoguo was also very happy. Seeing Zhuang Zhuang enjoying the meal, she felt her appetite was widening. She followed Zhuang Zhuang and ate two bowls, draining all the soup in the pot.

After eating, the two slumped on the chairs again, and their stomachs were all round. Xiaoguo was afraid that the support would be bad and strong, so she rubbed his stomach and burped three or four times in a row, and then she felt relieved.

Zhuangzhuang didn't let his mother wash the dishes, so he took the bowl and walked to the kitchen, Xiaoguo followed him all the way to the kitchen, Zhuangzhuang washed the dishes, the stove is too high, he can't touch it now, so he can only Brush, so he assured Xiaoguo, "Mother, I will grow up quickly and take care of my mother."

Xiaoguo was moved again. She was originally a soloist in the mother's fetus. She had planned not to find a boyfriend before, and she would go for a test tube when she was old. Now, it's good that she can get such a caring eldest son for free, not yet. The kind of husband, I once again thank the dead original owner and the dead ghost husband in my heart.