Under the snow, the clean cloth covering the dough was lifted.
He looked at the dough that had gone from shriveled to slowly swelling.
Under the Snow nodded in satisfaction.
He sized up the materials in front of him.
Dough, sauce, meat, vegetables
Under the Snow had already made up her mind to cook something delicious.
Just now, he was thinking of making some meat filling bread.
But now, after seeing these ingredients, her heart swelled up.
He planned to make a food that was widely spread in his previous life, the hamburger.
Once the hamburger is made, I don't believe that Liweir won't let me stay after eating it.
Something's not right!
Underneath the Snow, she finally remembered that in the Regretless Choice chapter.
After Isabelle barged into Liweir and Fran's house, they only said a few words before staying behind.
Why is it so difficult for me?
Under the snow, she thought about it and could not help but cry.
Is it because I'm a man?
You can't treat me so differently. I'm so young and I don't eat much!!
Under the Snow grumbled.
But now, he had no good ideas.
If he wanted to survive in the underground streets of the capital, he would have to rely on Liweir.
It would probably be difficult for him to survive. As for the damned system.
Let it stay for now!
It disappeared after it was activated.
Why did Under the Snow feel that the system was unreliable?
When I have a safe place to rest, I will slowly explore the functions of the system!
However, I'm extremely satisfied with this Level 10 Lifestyle Skill.
He had a huge amount of knowledge in his mind on how to make all kinds of food and process all kinds of ingredients.
His mind was clear.
It could be said that there were only ingredients that you didn't have, and there were no ingredients that I couldn't handle under the snow.
Fran was stunned when he saw that he was motionless in front of the table under the snow.
"I say, little brat," he said discontentedly. Do you have anything else to prepare? I think it's almost time for dinner."
"If you don't start cooking, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand a few punches from Liweir when he comes back!!”
Under the Snow, she collected her thoughts and looked indifferent.
This was enough time for him.
A good chef had control over the fire and time.
As she thought about it, Under the Snow rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hand toward the dough.
A portion was separated from the top and kneaded into a shape similar to a round cake.
Soon, the first one was done for him.
When she did the second one, her hands paused.
He thought,"Is it better to make two layers or three layers?"”
Looking at the ingredients, he realized that there were only a few that could make three layers.
It was better to have two layers!
In about fifteen minutes, the dough was all kneaded by him.
One by one, they were placed on the grill.
From the beginning to the end, Fran had been watching the fight under the snow.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest like a second uncle.
Fran saw the snow and wanted to take the round dough and roast it.
He was shocked and hurriedly said,"Brat, you, you're not thinking of putting these dough that has nothing in the oven to roast, are you?"”
Under the Snow nodded, not suspecting anything.
"Yeah, what's wrong, Fran? Is there a problem?"
Fran lowered his head slightly, and the anger on his face was obvious.
Clenching his fists, he felt that the snow was a waste of their food.
Fran would never sit by and do nothing about this. It was unforgivable.
"Little brat, you don't know." Was the food made like this hard to swallow?”
"You're not making delicious food. You're simply wasting food.”
Fran's roar caught Under the Snow off guard.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Did I say that we should start eating like this?”
"This is only the first step. Just watch carefully.”
As the dough entered the oven, the anger in the kitchen was a little subtle.
The two of them seemed to be sulking and ignored each other.
Under the snow, he used a kitchen knife to slice the lean meat on the table into several pieces.
Due to the limited ingredients, Under the Snow did not shape the meat.
"Buzz…"
The sound of frying pork chops came from the kitchen.
Smoke and smoke billowed up, and the fragrance wafted into Fran's nose.
He twitched his nose slightly.
She pouted and whispered,"I didn't expect this kid to be so good at frying steak. I have the urge to eat it just by smelling it."”
After a long time, the sizzling sounds of grilling disappeared.
Under the snow, he had also finished frying the pork chops.
Now, he only needed to cook the soup to make the hamburger.
Once the bread in the oven was ready.
Basically, the hamburger was done.
Ding!
The sound of the oven tripping was heard. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Under the Snow jumped up from the stool happily.
The pork chops, soup, and vegetables were all ready.
My first hamburger is about to take shape.
Under the Snow took a handkerchief and opened the oven, taking out the baked dough.
It was yellow with black sesame seeds on it.
The bottom was yellow and white, and the heat was just right.
He poked the softness of the dough with his hand. It was very elastic.
The taste was definitely very good.
Fran, who had been watching for a long time, was obviously curious about what was being made under the snow.
This was an oven and a frying pan.
Fran, who was originally interested in cooking, had never seen such a cooking method.
At this moment, his heart felt like it was bitten by an ant. It was itchy and made him uncomfortable.
His entire neck could not help but stretch out a lot, wanting to see what this thing was.
Underneath the Snow, he placed all the semi-finished products in front of the table.
He looked at the quantity.
Under the snow, he estimated that he could make about six double burgers.
He reached out and took a piece of bread.
Then, he placed a piece of vegetable, followed by a piece of meat. He poured a little sweet juice on the meat with a spoon.
Finally, he covered it with another layer.
A double-layered hamburger was made by Under the Snow.
In just a short while, six complete double burgers appeared in front of Fran and the snow.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the room.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the kitchen.
Liweir, who was 1.6 meters tall, opened the curtain. He said expressionlessly,
" Are you done, little brat?!"
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