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Chapter 29 Tomato Scrambled Eggs
The people of the Shangnong Bureau kept saying that only Fanbang had it, but it turns out that they also have it in Xuanqing Kingdom.
After thinking about it for a while, Murong Zhe said lightly: "This is edible, you can eat it if you want. You are weak and cannot lack vegetables."
After finished speaking, he looked at his son, "Come and do it for your sister."
Murong Kuan asked curiously, "Dad, have you ever eaten this?"
"Well, I used to eat it when I was there in Huang... They called it tomatoes."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMurong nodded, tomato does have another name called Tomato, Dad really knows a lot, if he firmly opposes her eating, she will spend more time.
Murong Kuan nodded, took the tomato and immediately frowned, he didn't know what to do.
"Third brother, I'll do it myself." Murong could see the third brother's entanglement.
Murong Kuan asked suspiciously: "Aran, you have never eaten it, how can you do it?"historical
"Third brother, I see that A-Niang has cooked dishes for so many years, and she will know a little bit by hearing and seeing."
She has already experienced the meals that the third brother has cooked these days. Either too much salt or paste, or it is stewed, and I really don't want to eat any more.
For the sake of my stomach, I had to do it myself.
Murong Kuan glanced at his father in embarrassment, and when he saw him nodding, he said, "Okay, then be careful not to burn your hands."
"Okay, third brother." After speaking, Murong Lingran started to fiddle with another pot.
The father and son didn't mind when they saw that she used more oil for cooking than usual. As long as she was happy, she could do whatever she liked, and now the family is not short of that amount of money.
It didn't take long for a plate of fragrant tomato scrambled eggs to be ready. The red color of the tomato and the golden yellow of the egg were ingeniously combined, and there was a hint of sweet and sour in the air, which made people appetite.
Murong Kuan has never smelled this kind of taste, and never heard that eggs can be fried, it is really fragrant.
Murong Lingran handed a pair of chopsticks to Dad, and smiled proudly: "Daddy, try it and see if it's delicious."
In special circumstances, it would be troublesome, so she would not put it on the plate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn her previous life, her parents would teach her how to cook during the summer and winter vacations. She is also interested in cooking and often searches the Internet for some tutorials, so she is very confident in her cooking skills, not to mention a simple dish like scrambled eggs with tomatoes. formula.
Murong Zhe was also happy to see her smug little expression, and the gloom in his heart dissipated a lot.
He took a pair of chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he praised sincerely: "Well, it tastes good, very similar to what Dad used to eat, but your taste is heavier, the taste is better, sweet and sour. , I didn't expect tomato with eggs and oil to fry it so deliciously."
"I'll try it too." Murong Kuan also hurriedly moved his chopsticks, but he didn't care about getting hot, so he shoved it into his mouth, took a bite, closed his eyes for a while, and nodded again and again, "Yes, it's delicious, Aran, you The craftsmanship is really good." After that, he started to add vegetables.
Seeing that they were having a good time, Murong smiled lightly. It's no wonder that the things cooked in the fairy's place are not delicious.
Tomatoes are nutritious, but some people naturally hate the smell of tomatoes. Fortunately, the two of them can accept it.
At this time, the rice was ready, and Murong Lingran served a bowl for each of the three, and then they started to eat.
After a while, the father and son put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly.
Although they all wanted to leave the eggs to Murong Lingran to eat, but Murong Lingran put several of them, and they were full before one third of the eggs were eaten, so it was a waste, and they all went into their stomachs.