When she heard Luo Ming's words, not only did Song Qian not blame him, she was even more interested.
"Hey, it doesn't matter. If you know any good cooking methods, tell me.”
"Yingzi never told me before. This soup doesn't taste good!"
In fact, Song Qian would try it herself, but he didn't have high standards when it came to food.
He felt that it was enough as long as he could eat it. The most important thing was the function of the ingredients themselves.
Luo Ming smiled." Auntie, I can understand how you feel. It's just that the way you cook the sea cucumbers will destroy the benefits of the original ingredients."”
"The real effect is not as strong as you think.”
"And the taste…"
Luo Ming did not continue, but the meaning behind his words was already very obvious.
Qiao Yingzi secretly gave Luo Ming a thumbs up.
She did not dare to tell her mother that the sea cucumber soup was not delicious.
Song Qian's expression was a little stiff. She asked Qiao Yingzi awkwardly,"
"Yingzi, is the soup that mom made really not good? Why didn't you tell Mom?"
"Mom, it's not easy for you to make a pot of soup. I didn't want to disappoint you."”
"So as long as you make it, I'll drink it. The taste doesn't matter. I think the most important thing is still the smell of my mother.”
Qiao Yingzi said it in a roundabout manner, but Song Qian was not a fool. She could immediately tell that the soup really did not taste good.
At that moment, she couldn't help but ask Luo Ming in embarrassment,"
"Then how should I make this soup? If Luo Ming knows it, then show us.”
"However, this pot of soup is already more than half done. Then…"
Luo Ming smiled and said," Maybe there's still a way to remedy this. I'll give it a try."”
He took the spoon from Song Qian's hand and looked at the sea cucumber soup in the pot. He could not help but be speechless.
What a waste of such good ingredients! If he were to cook, he could make a delicious seafood feast.
Sea cucumbers were an ingredient that could be cooked into a feast by chefs who knew how to cook.
However, chefs with average skills would definitely make some dark dishes.
Song Qian's cooking skills were obviously average, but in order to take care of Qiao Yingzi's daily life, she still studied it carefully.
Therefore, Song Qian's home-cooked dishes were passable.
If he really wanted to make seafood dishes that required special culinary skills, then he really couldn't do it.
Luo Ming didn't do much at the moment. He just scooped out some special soup from the pot.
Then, he took out some salt and some other ordinary ingredients from the seasoning.
Then, with a familiar gesture, he shook it lightly.
The condiments were evenly sprinkled on the surface of the soup pot. He stirred it gently with the spoon, and at the same time, Luo Ming controlled the heat precisely.
For a moment, the fragrance filled the air.
It was completely different from the unique fishy smell of seafood just now. Instead, it emitted a fresh and delicious taste.
The same ingredients, the same utensils, and the same condiments, when used by different people, produced completely different chemical effects.
Song Qian did not know what to say.
Although he didn't have a proper understanding of his cooking skills, she could still distinguish the taste and fragrance.
Luo Ming's casual gesture changed the taste of the soup.
Putting everything else aside, even if Luo Ming didn't succeed in his studies, he would be able to live comfortably for the rest of his life with just his culinary skills.
Luo Ming gently scooped up a spoonful of soup and poured it into the small bowl beside him. He blew on it and slowly tasted it.
"I managed to salvage the situation a little.”
"But the soup took a little too long to cook. Therefore, it only changed the taste a little.”
"Auntie Song Qian, come and try it. Is it better than before?”
Actually, after Luo Ming had done a few subtle actions, the entire room was already filled with the rich aroma of delicious food.
The two girls were already growling in hunger, and after being hit by Luo Ming's hand, their stomachs started growling.
"There's no need to taste it. It smells good. I didn't expect you to have such culinary skills this year despite your good grades. How did you train?"
"Hehe, I've been living alone all year round and have long gotten used to it.”
"When I'm not studying, I'll cook some delicious food to relieve the pressure of my studies. After a while, his culinary skills improved.”
When she heard Luo Ming's words, Song Qian couldn't help but clap her hands and praise him."
"Hey, look at how different geniuses are. Just relieving pressure could improve his cooking skills. He really should let the other students hear it.”
Qiao Yingzi could not help but roll her eyes.
His mother was too two-faced. In the past, he had also wanted to try cooking.
In the end, Song Qian directly said that it was a waste of time and that it should be done by the parents.
As a student, he should devote all his energy to his studies. Everything else was a distraction.
When it came to Luo Ming, this was something that only a genius could accomplish.
All of a sudden, Qiao Yingzi was especially envious of Luo Ming. He lived alone and was free, and there was no one to control him!
"Luo Ming, why are you cooking by yourself?" Song Qian couldn't help but ask. Where are your parents?"
Hearing Song Qian's question, Qiao Jingjing, who was beside her, cursed.
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