Chapter 35 Foodie Friendship

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 Shen Yao can only say that the honest and kind image of the original body is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and such a small behavior was made up by Captain Zhao's brain.

She just thought that she was short of calcium, so she wanted to make some bone soup to make up for it, and see if she could grow some hair.

The original body is neither tall nor short in the south, only 1.6 meters tall, which is far from the standard height of 1.68 meters in her previous life.

And when she thought about that man's height of more than 1.8 meters, if she stood beside him, she would not make her even shorter. She didn't like the cutest height difference.

Because of her previous career, Shen Yao has always been strict with her image. No, as soon as she found a way, she thought about increasing her height.

This time back, Shen Yao took the initiative to apply to be the chef. Others knew that her cooking was delicious and were willing to let her cook, so they helped her.

The pig bones brought back by Shen Yao came in handy.

Because of the blessing of culinary skill points last time, she can use the memory left by her original body more flexibly, and it is more handy to cook.

The benefits of being a foodie came out at this time, Shen Yao thought of various ways to make pork ribs one by one, and finally looked at the pitiful condiments on the stove, she had no choice but to make corn rib soup and braised pork ribs.

It seems that if she wants to eat well, she has to buy some condiments.

As for other pork, it is not easy to preserve due to the hot weather, so Yang Caihua marinated the pork with salt. They eat sparingly, and they can eat for a while.

Although Shen Yao herself prefers to eat fresh pork, she is relieved when she thinks that meat tickets are required to buy meat in this era, and you have to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy it.

Finally, after finishing a meal, there was another familiar bang in the head.

Seeing the ten catties of pork belly in the storage space, Shen Yao narrowed her eyes with a smile, as cunning as a little fox stealing fish, Liang Aimin turned her head, caught the girl's smile inadvertently, and shook it funny Shake your head.

This meal successfully captured the stomachs of others, and even Liu Lanxiang, who always liked to fight against Shen Yao, also entangled her, asking her to cook more meals in the future.

As soon as Liu Lanxiang recalled the corn pork ribs soup she had just had, it was sweet and delicious, and the braised pork ribs were fragrant and tender, she completely forgot her previous prejudice against Shen Yao, and now in her eyes, Shen Yao was shining all over her body.

Shen Yao looked at Liu Lanxiang's shining eyes speechlessly, she was also a foodie, of course she understood the meaning of Liu Lanxiang's eyes.

It's just that this woman is too unreliable, and she left Liang Aimin behind for the sake of a quick meal. Just now at the dinner table, Liang Aimin praised her, and this woman no longer glared at her secretly like before.

To be honest, she knows her own craftsmanship, that is to say, in this day and age, people don't think much about whether the food is delicious or not, and it is enough to fill their stomachs. The meals she cooks with a little care look delicious.

After the meal, Shen Yao looked distressed at the ten catties of pork belly in the storage space, "System, I can't get out these meats now. Will this meat go bad after a long time?" The ten catties of pork belly was shiny and

smooth , Shen Yao is greedy just looking at it, and she is absolutely unwilling to let it go to waste like this.

"Host, as long as you spend 100 counterattack points, you can activate the freshness preservation function of the storage space." 001 urged.

"001, why do I feel that you've been coveting my counterattack points, wanting me to consume pitifully low counterattack points all the time?" Shen Yao squinted her eyes and said in a dangerous tone.

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