Chapter 608 Life Is Just Like That! Just Be Happy

Lin Cheng was splashed with hot oil, and he shrank back while covering his face with his hands while screaming.

Park Ji-yeon rushed over and covered the oil pan with the lid.

"Lin Cheng, are you okay?"

"No, the oil splashed on my face."

Lin Cheng's tone was depressed, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

"Let me see where you got burned?"

Park Ji-yeon didn't bother to laugh at him. Seeing that his wrist and cheek were a little red from being burned, she quickly pulled Lin Cheng to the faucet to wash his wrist, and then wet the towel next to him and wiped Lin Cheng's face.

Lin Cheng lowered his head to wash his wrist, and Park Ji-yeon carefully wiped the burned part of his face with a wet towel, and then blew gently on his cheek.

Lin Cheng was a little embarrassed, "Don't blow, it's a little itchy."

"Don't move, if you don't cool down quickly, you may get a scar on your face."

Lin Cheng didn't move.

Park Ji-yeon stood on tiptoe, constantly wet Lin Cheng's cheek with a handkerchief, and then blew gently to remove the moisture on his cheek.

It was the first time that their faces were so close. Seeing her pouting and blowing seriously, Lin Cheng lowered his eyes and became a little shy.

"Okay! Just apply the handkerchief for a while. It should be fine if the oil temperature is not high."

Lin Cheng glanced at it with the corner of his eye, "Is this handkerchief for washing dishes?"

"Don't pay attention to these details."

"Bowl! The bowl is still in the oil pan."

Turning off the fire and taking the bowl out, Park Ji-yeon looked at Lin Cheng hesitantly, "Is this how your Sichuan cuisine is? Is it still under your control?"

Lin Cheng laughed awkwardly.

"Do you want to continue making your twice-cooked pork?"

Lin Cheng glanced at the messy kitchen.

The floor and the stove were all splashed with oil beads. If you didn't know, you would think someone was setting off firecrackers in the pot.

And except for the meat, the other ingredients in the pot turned into black things, and there was no need to add soy sauce to adjust the color.

"Hey! I think it can be saved."

Lin Cheng was a little lacking in confidence, but he had already boasted before, so he couldn't just let it go.

"I should have poured all the meat in at once, but I poured it slowly and poured the water in first. It's a small mistake, not a big problem."

Looking at Lin Cheng's stubborn look, Park Ji-yeon tried, "Why don't I cook? In fact, the food I cook is still edible."

Lin Cheng nodded: "Okay! I wanted to show you my skills, but since you are so enthusiastic, let you go first."

Park Ji-yeon held back her laughter, "Hey! I'll make you a fried bean curd."

"What is fried bean curd?"

"It's fried bean curd noodles made with the method of okonomiyaki. It's delicious."

While explaining, Park Ji-yeon started to cook fried bean curd noodles.

Lin Cheng turned on the observation mode,

Park Ji-yeon quickly took out the cooked noodles, then added cabbage and pancake powder, and mixed them together with the fried bean curd bag.

It looked the same as mixed noodles for the time being, but after Park Ji-yeon added three raw eggs and cheese powder, Lin Cheng felt something was wrong.

The color of the noodles was originally black, and it became even stickier after adding eggs and cheese.

Lin Cheng inexplicably felt that it looked like something that shouldn't appear in the kitchen.

"This... Ji-yeonxi"

"Yes!"

"This color, why does it look..."

Lin Cheng put on plastic gloves and reached in to grab the noodles.

It was sticky and black, and when he reached in, Lin Cheng felt like he was grabbing rotten things.

Grabbing a handful of sticky noodles, the noodles slowly slid down Lin Cheng's fingers, and the scene deeply shocked Lin Cheng.

"It seems like you have never heard of it or seen it before. Is this thing edible? It looks so disgusting."

"Ah! You can't play with edible things."

Park Ji-yeon pushed Lin Cheng away, lowered her head and seemed a little embarrassed, "Although it doesn't look good, it's actually delicious. Just wait and eat it."

"But after watching the production process, I feel like I can't eat it anymore."

"Don't make trouble. This is obviously the color of chocolate. Don't think about it in a crooked way. Just watch quietly by the side."

Lin Cheng huddled beside him and shivered. Is the production process of your chocolate so disgusting?

No matter what Lin Cheng thought, Park Ji-yeon put the paste in the glass bowl into the pan like scooping batter and fried it, just like making pancakes.

After frying for two minutes, when the color was slightly burnt, Park Ji-yeon added mayonnaise and bonito flakes on it.

"Do you need to put so much bonito? And can you not put the mayonnaise in a spiral shape? It looks like poop."

"Don't make wild guesses. It's going to be eaten soon. You won't say anything more after tasting it."

Park Ji-yeon found a portable flamethrower, "Just roast the surface of the bonito and you can eat it."

Flames spurted out of the flamethrower, and Park Ji-yeon aimed the flamethrower at the pancake-like object on the plate and sprayed it.

As a result, because there were too many flocculent bonito pieces, the flames actually ignited the pancakes on the plate.

"Hey! Hey!"

Lin Cheng, who was holding chopsticks and preparing to taste the food, was startled. Seeing Park Ji-yeon turn off the flamethrower, Lin Cheng puffed his mouth to blow air to blow out the fire in the plate.

As a result, the fire in the plate was not blown out, but the flocculent bonito was blown everywhere, and the sparks spread to the stove.

"Don't blow it! It will go out by itself."

Park Ji-yeon was so nervous that she knocked over the plate, and all the hard work she had just put in went down the drain.

"It's all your fault!"

Park Ji-yeon was anxious, and Lin Cheng felt wronged, "I thought you were going to burn the kitchen, who told you not to explain it first?"

The two of them looked at the messy kitchen in silence,

The charred bonito pieces were everywhere, and the oil stains and black paste were also scattered.

If the kitchen looked like firecrackers when Lin Cheng was making twice-cooked pork just now, it looked like it had been blown up now.

Park Ji-yeon sighed, "Lin Cheng, so what you said last time about almost blowing up the kitchen was true? I thought you were joking."

"Same here, you're not bad either."

After saying that, Lin Cheng hesitated: "You also failed, so... do you want me to make twice-cooked pork again?"

"Let's order takeout? I suddenly don't want to eat twice-cooked pork today, you can make it for me next time!"

"I agree! Actually, I don't really want to eat fried bean curd today, you can save it for next time."

Seeing the other party's true look, Park Ji-yeon laughed inexplicably,

"What are you laughing at?"

"Haha! I just think it's so funny."

Park Ji-yeon's sense of laughter was originally very low, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't stop laughing.

"What's so funny about this? Hey! Don't laugh... Don't laugh... Haha! You're crazy! Hahaha!"

It's over! Lin Cheng was also assimilated.

The kitchen explosion duo laughed inexplicably in the messy kitchen.

As for life, just be happy.