I worked hard for more than two hours, making a portion of braised pork, a portion of ginger slices, a portion of vinegar cabbage, and a mushroom soup.

The worst-selling is braised pork, because the sugar fried paste, dyeing is not good-looking, like black coal, faint smell paste smell. Shen Yan couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks, so he took the first bite. The taste was much better than he thought, but the burnt place was bitter, and some of the meat pieces were half cooked and red after being picked out.

Shen Yan was embarrassed and annoyed. This dish is the most difficult one to make, and also the one he contributed the most: he fried sugar, boiled ingredients, roasted meat, and fried the oil several times. Every time, the oil was crackling. He risked his life to make this dish, but the taste was still so unsatisfactory.

Mushroom soup is also not good to sell, because Shen Yan has no experience, first fried braised meat before cooking soup, the pot is paste and black. He washed the pot several times, but he didn't clean it thoroughly. He broke the pot and burned the soup directly. As a result, the soup was covered with black things, and the mushrooms were stained with paste.

Shen Yan was angry and embarrassed. After taking a bite of ginger meat, he finally found a little dignity and said excitedly: "Du yuan, you eat this dish. It's delicious!"

Du yuan gently put a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Shen Yan is very confident about this dish, but seeing that Du yuan chews it so slowly, he gradually feels uneasy, "how about it?"

"The sliced meat is fried for a long time. It's continuous and chewy for a long time." Du Yuandao.

It's the first time that Shen Yan has heard the saying that fried meat is "old". He takes another piece and retorts: "I think it tastes good. I don't feel anything continuous. Are you too choosy to eat?"

Du yuan wants to ladle soup, and Shen Yan stops it immediately.

"This soup is not good."

"I don't know until I try."

Du yuan drank a mouthful, eyebrows are wrinkled up, hard to sip the mouth, swallow the taste, "OK."

"That's too perfunctory, isn't it?"

"It's true. It's OK."

In the end, the dishes on this table were cleaned up by both of them. Shen Yan was very proud. Although it was the first time to cook, the taste was not as bad as those dark dishes spread on the Internet.

"I think the best thing to eat is ginger meat slices." Shen Yan is very satisfied.

"I think braised meat is good." Du Yuandao.

"No?" Shen Yan was surprised and said, "I think this dish is the worst." He thought Du yuan would hate it.

"No, I think braised pork is the best."

"Really?" Shen Yan is unbelievable.

Du yuan was very sincere and said, "really." Ji Chenyan kept hiding behind him all the time, so he asked the whole person to stick to his back. It's really good.

"Well, I won't do it again if you like it." Shen Yan has a lingering fear, "it's too dangerous to make braised pork."

Du Yuan said: "it's not dangerous. I'm in front of you. Any oil splashes on me. Brother Yan, next time you'll make braised pork. "

The last sentence is too sweet.

Shen Yan can't stand it. He feels that Du yuan seems to have grown a pair of cute fox ears, and his tail is still wagging, so good.

"OK Let's go. " Shen Yan feels that he has been hit by peddler and his heart is beating. He covered his chest and felt suffocated.