The God of Cooking Dad in the Pirate World

Twist!

Twist is a snack and a snack snack and is a food suitable for all ages.

"Dad, I heard that you are going to make twist flowers this morning, and I want to learn to make twist flowers too!" Aina pulled the corner of Lin Nan's clothes under Lin Nan and said crisply.

"But the twist is not easy to twist, Aina, are you sure you really want to do it?" Lin Nan had already taken out the dough kneaded by Jinping's meat, and was about to start making it, when he suddenly heard his daughter's voice, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then a tender smile appeared on his face.

"I'm my father's daughter, no matter what my father does, I'm very good, and Aina will definitely be very good in the future, I want to practice it from a young age!" Aina tilted her head, her big eyes flashing with a serious look.

Aina is very young, even younger than the current Nami, but the determined look in her eyes was seen by Lin Nan, he didn't expect his daughter to be so sincere.

Since her daughter is so sincere and wants to make twists, Lin Nan naturally will not strangle her daughter's thoughts into the cradle.

Perhaps, in the future, my daughter will become a beautiful chef who dominates the party.

Lin Nan is looking forward to her daughter's successful day!

"I also learned to make twists!"

Jinping approached the father and daughter and said shamelessly.

"Uncle Jinping, let's work together, let's make twist flowers together!" Aina looked at Jinping with big eyes and said with a smile.

"Hehe, there is a little angel who accompanies my uncle to learn how to make twists, and my uncle is very happy, but-" Jinping glanced at Aina's height and then looked at the height of the cupboard, he scratched his head with his hand, and then his eyes lit up and said, "Aina, you wait, uncle will go and get you something." "

"Well, but Uncle Jinping, what are you going to get me?" Aina's innocent eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, and she asked curiously.

"You'll find out in a minute. Jinping's voice drifted away.

"Dad—what did Uncle Jinping do?" Aina asked, turning to her father.

"I don't know, but he'll be back soon. Lin Nan glanced at the direction in which Jinping went out, and then said casually.

Tom –

It didn't take long for him to come to the door of the kitchen, but because of his huge physique, he accidentally hit the door directly, making a loud noise, and even the whole kitchen shook.

Lin Nan, who was busy in the kitchen, heard this movement, rows of black lines appeared on his forehead, his brows furrowed, and he was about to curse.

"It's not good for the Seven Martial Seas to walk?" Lin Nan muttered dissatisfiedly.

"But it's not - the thought of learning to make twist with you makes a little excited, so one didn't pay attention to bump it, but this kitchen shouldn't fall down—" Jinping held a wooden stool in his hand, walked quickly to Aina, and then, he gently put the stool on the ground, and said, "Little Aina, it's okay to stand on the bench when you knead the twist flowers for a while, right?"

Seeing Uncle Jinping come to his eyes with a bag on his forehead and a small bench, Aina's big eyes couldn't help but have a little star, and she said sweetly: "Thank you, Uncle Jinping!"

"No thanks!" Jinping smiled brightly, and then turned around and came to Lin Nan's side: "Do you need me to help you?"

"What do you think?" said Lin Nan without raising his head.

"You don't need to help, just watch from the sidelines, my daughter will help me. Lin Nan said coldly. He was still alive about what happened to Jinping hitting the door panel just now.

"Uh-this-" Jinping walked away and didn't help, and he was stupid for a while.

"Aina, come over here. "

Lin Nan beckoned to Aina, who was holding her chin with her hand. Aina immediately understood, jumped down from the stool, and then didn't forget to hold the small stool again and came to Lin Nan's side, and then, she carefully put the bench on the ground and stood up directly.

"Well, Dad, you say, do you need me to help you?"

Aina was like a little kitchen player, rolled up the sleeves on her wrists to reveal two little arms like tender lotus roots, not only that, but she also happily raised her little arms in front of Lin Nan, and then said to her father as if asking for credit: "Dad, look at my hands, I have washed my hands, I can help my father make twist flowers at any time!"

"That's good. "

Lin Nan looked at her daughter's little white hands, and her face was full of smiles.

"Eun!" Aina nodded heavily with a happy smile on her face, "Dad said that the kitchen is a sacred and holy place, and the first step we respect is to wash our hands." "

"I didn't expect Aina, I remember my father's words, but it seems that some of us in the kitchen don't seem to wash their hands. Although Lin Nan was looking at his daughter when he said this, some people in his mouth-

Jinping pursed his mouth, he looked at his hands with a pair of hands, and thought to himself that he had just gone to get a small bench for Aina, and his hands were covered with a lot of dust, and he really hadn't had time to wash his hands yet.

"If you don't wash your hands, you don't pay attention to hygiene and don't love cleanliness, and Aina and Dad don't like people who don't love cleanliness. "Aina is Lin Nan's own daughter, and the two have a good heart, and their speaking style is also very similar, just like a mold carved out.

Hearing this, Jinping's face turned red, he looked at his hands again, and then a gray person ran out, and he had to wash his hands before he came-

The fact that she didn't wash her hands can't be known to Aina.

In the kitchen, Lin Nan talked to Aina very seriously about some basic knowledge of cooking and cooking, as well as her understanding and simple cognition of ingredients.

"Aina, our dough has already been kneaded by Uncle Jinping, and yeast, eggs, and milk are added to it!" Lin Nan handed a ball of yellowish dough that looked like it had been fermented by yeast to Aina: "Touch it." "

Looking at the dough, Aina gently poked it with her little hand, the dough was soft and not sticky, just poke it, and a hole the size of a small finger appeared in the dough.

"Daddy, this dough is so ruan, it looks like it's very comfortable to poke it. "

A hint of surprise flashed in Aina's eyes, and she said in surprise. With her little fingers dangling in mid-air, she seemed to want to try again, but without her father's permission, she didn't dare to move easily.

"Well, besides, does Aina know what else can be done with the eggs added to this flour?" Lin Nan said as he began to cut the dough into small pieces with a knife, cutting it into long strips to facilitate twisting, twisting twist is not as simple as making dumplings or wrapping chaos and wonton noodles, this is a very skillful job.

Aina's two little hands were clubbed on her chin again, and her two big dripping eyes couldn't help but start rolling, and after thinking about it, she said, "Eggs are made into beef custard, tomato scrambled eggs-well-"

"Yes, then what else!Does Aina know anything else?" asked Lin Nan with a smile. Lin Nan's question is actually to exercise her daughter's thinking ability in cooking, and expand an ingredient into countless delicious dishes - a qualified chef must have exquisite cooking skills and unbridled imagination in this regard.

Innovation is one of the most needed things in the culinary world!

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