All Stars are My Gourmet Fans

Chapter 352: Big guy's invitation

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The kitchen in the small courtyard is not often used at first glance, and many of the equipment are new. The knives and the fruits and vegetables placed here are so fresh that water can drip out.

As soon as Jiang Qiuqiu entered the kitchen, he touched the spatula, like a fish entering the sea.

The joy of the first moment cannot be fooled.

Mrs. Ayer thought, no wonder Jiang Qiuqiu is a food healer. This kind of pure love from the heart is the best medium for healing spiritual and emotional spiritual power.

Jiang Qiuqiu touched the potatoes and beef brisket in the frame, and immediately decided to make a stewed beef brisket with potatoes.

She is very familiar with the process of making food, how much to cut, how long to put in the pot, when to season, and what temperature to press, so that the beef brisket can maintain the most tender taste.

However, these steps are very simple when you do it alone, and you must use the healing power according to Mrs. Ayer's request.

Use one mind and two tasks, and put more focus on mobilizing spiritual power.

Everything became awkward. After entering the sea of spiritual power, time would speed up quickly. Jiang Qiuqiu could only focus on two tasks, mobilizing the healing spiritual power while cooking.

She can only mobilize the least amount of mental power, and in the sea of consciousness, that wisp of mental power is as thin as a hair floating in the air.

She herself felt that it was nothing special, and Mrs. Al, who was standing by the side, kept brushing in her mind calmly—

Talented people emerge from generation to generation, and each generation is stronger than the last.

A back wave chased the front wave, and the front wave lay on the sand.

The ability to heal the mind is unsurpassed. The talent is so special that it is hard to be coveted by others.

Who wouldn't want to raise such an orphan girl who is so talented, looks delicate and gentle, and has no background.

Jiang Qiuqiu's ambition was maintained until three o'clock in the afternoon, and at three o'clock, she finally finished the process of making potatoes and beef brisket and cooked the dishes.

Just one dish and a small pot made Jiang Qiuqiu sweat again.

As soon as he walked out of the small kitchen, he saw Mrs. Eyre carrying a bag of white towels. Jiang Qiuqiu picked one up and wiped off his sweat. "Mrs. Eyre, I'm fine."

"You go to the yard first, I'll bring the dishes over."

"Don't!" Jiang Qiuqiu hung the towel aside, "I'll serve the food."

The pot is very hot, "If you want to serve it, bring the rice over."

Today's stewed beef brisket with potatoes is still almost done. It is not as good as the previous ones. The beef brisket is soft and tender, not at all firewood. The timing of the potatoes is just right, the soup is full, the powder is glutinous, but the shape of the potatoes is still retained. It will not be lifted too soft, and the chopsticks will fall apart as soon as they are clamped.

Today's potatoes are a bit scattered, probably because it took a little longer to mobilize the healing power.

She is reviewing the steps, looking for what she did wrong.

But Mrs. Al was quite satisfied.

This dish is not comparable to the excellent spirit warming liquid, but compared to the general spirit warming liquid, its efficacy is comparable.

She took a bite and praised Jiang Qiuqiu: "You cooked this dish today very well."

"Huh?" Jiang Qiuqiu shook his head, "It's not as good as the one I made before—"

"This time I'm not talking about the taste." Mrs. Al looked at her: "I'm talking about the healing effect."

"Qiuqiu, although you haven't entered school yet, I'm sure you will be a spiritual healer who can treat people happily."

Mrs. Ayer sent her an invitation: "I'm going to see my old friend tomorrow. He is also very headstrong and unwilling to drink the spirit warming liquid. Do you have time to accompany me to see him tomorrow?"

After staying here for a while, Jiang Qiuqiu knew the identity of Mrs. Ayer.

In the whole federation, there are not many people who can call her an old friend and ask her to come to see a doctor.

Jiang Qiuqiu did not refuse Mrs. Ayer's invitation.