No matter where people are from, they all need staple food.
Chinese rice and noodles and foreign bread, cakes and pizza are actually similar in essence.
The lack of these things in every meal would make most people feel uncomfortable, as if they were not full.
The pizza had been baked long ago, and Luke heated up two slices in the microwave, one for him and one for Selina.
Selina's eyes narrowed with happiness.
She is a foodie.
Originally this attribute was not obvious, but after following Luke to work in Houston, the two of them were given a lot of free time every day by Berrick, and they never had to work overtime. After returning home, Luke would prepare delicious food in different ways.
In his previous life, Luke could still cook, although his skills were very average.
And because the preliminary work of washing and cutting vegetables is troublesome, he seldom cooks.
Once here, action is quick and the task of cooking becomes a pleasure.
In his previous life, he read a lot of gourmet cookbooks and cooked quite a few of them himself. With Selena, who was not a picky eater, as his test subject, his cooking skills are now considered top-notch in the United States.
Well, of course, if a restaurant of this level were to open in China, it would surely go bankrupt. If it were to open a restaurant in the United States, it could only sell fast food that wins by price.
He didn't spend much money on this business trip to New York.
Thanks to the rich man Sergei, he actually had several rolls of US dollars on him. After throwing one roll to Vanessa, Luke kept two rolls for himself, which amounted to about four thousand US dollars.
Now, he has basically made back all the money he spent in New York.
This money can be used to pay for everything, including the money used to purchase electronic components and second-hand goods.
He was not worried that Sergey's money would be deducted points.
Judging from the information from the New York Police Department, Sergei was involved in arms, drugs and human trafficking. Although the scale was not large, it is impossible that he did not have dozens of lives on his hands.
This kind of people are naturally not covered by the system's protection rules.
Of course, only members of this kind of black gang would carry so much large-denomination cash on them.
What's wrong with Luke using this money to prepare better food for himself and Selina
Selina wolfed down her food, and Luke told her twice in a row, "Slow down, slow down. You'll be full soon if you eat like this. There's more food to come."
Selina could only slow down, but after a while she couldn't help but speed up.
In just five minutes, she had finished half a cupcake, a small bowl of tomato brisket, and a piece of pizza.
To relieve the greasiness, the pizza was an all-fruit pizza, which tasted sweet and sour and refreshing, which was why she ate it so quickly.
After eating, the guy reached out to the box of cupcakes next to him.
Luke slapped her hand and said, "Keep these. Take them with you to work tomorrow."
Selena said with a sad face: "Oh, you look a bit like my mother."
Luke rolled his eyes. “You like eating so much, don’t you want to have stomach problems in a few years?”
Selina shook her head decisively.
Luke chuckled: "I've learned about some detectives in the major crime squad. They basically have stomach problems. In serious cases, they can't even eat. Don't even think about drinking Dr. Pepper. Do you want to become like that?"
Selina continued to shake her head.
Luke nodded in satisfaction: "That's why I made this for you. Put a few in a small bag every day, and take one out and eat it when you're hungry."
Selina: "Ah? These are for me to eat?"
Luke was surprised: "Of course, I'll just give a few to Elsa to try, the rest are yours."
Selina was touched: "Ah, you are so kind, Luke! I love you."
Luke was very upset: "Do you often use this trick on your mother?"
Selina: “…Uh, no.”
Luke, haha, just looking at her awkward acting, you can tell he’s right.
The reason he made these foods was simply to use this meticulous work to eliminate the impatience brought about by his killing spree in New York.
Daily chatting with Selena has the same effect and can be considered a means of self-regulation.
While the two were chatting, the main course was ready.
Luke took the roast chicken out of the oven, brought it over on a plate, peeled off the tight tin foil, revealing the two chickens inside.
This is certainly not a turkey, but a three-yellow chicken.
Luke didn't know whether it was authentic or not, but it was definitely more tender than turkey.
The chicken marinated with cooking wine and seasonings is so tender and crispy that you can pull it off the bone.
The whole chicken is marinated with seasonings, and when it is roasted, there is seasoning mixed with cooking wine in the chicken's belly.
With both internal and external ingredients, this chicken tastes much better than American roast turkey.
Luke didn't know what this was. He made it based on a food video he saw in his previous life. It seemed to be called "Wild Food Brother". He drooled every time he watched it.
Although, others had lotus leaves and mud, and Luke only had a layer of tin foil, neither Selina nor he was that picky.
The two stopped chatting and ate happily.
Selina's movements were even faster than Luke's. After she finished eating, she looked at him pitifully: "Honey, any more?"
Luke chuckled: "There's another one in the oven, take it out yourself."
He knew that one of these foodies would never be enough.
The three-yellow chicken he bought was definitely not an adult one. After being cleaned, the finished product sold in the supermarket weighs about one and a half kilograms. One chicken is definitely not enough to satisfy this foodie.
Seeing Selina bringing out another half-baked beggar's chicken and devouring it, Luke smiled, and made himself a bowl of tomato beef brisket, which he ate slowly with the pizza.
After that, everything was normal except for someone who was too full to eat and lay on the sofa.
The next morning, Luke got up and saw Selina wrapped in a quilt on the sofa like a spring roll. He shook his head helplessly: How come you wrap your head in the quilt but your butt is exposed
Fortunately, this is Los Angeles. Even in November, the lowest temperature is above ten degrees, otherwise he might catch a cold.
Luke went to wash up first, then woke up Selina and started preparing breakfast.
During my time in New York, the thing I was most uncomfortable with was eating out three times a day. It always made me feel uncomfortable.
When Selina came out, hot milk and homemade sandwiches were already on the table. She looked very happy: "Ah, this is so delicious. I almost vomited from eating the hot dogs from the food truck outside the police station these past two weeks. Finally, I can eat the sandwiches you made again."
Luke chuckled: "You are just lazy. It's not a big deal to buy semi-finished products and make them yourself. You can also adjust the taste yourself."
Selena didn't take up the topic. She just didn't want to do this.
After quickly finishing a simple but satisfying breakfast, the two went downstairs and drove to work.
Of course, Selina was driving, and after they got in the car, Luke took her bag.
Selina was shocked: "What do you want to do?"
Luke gestured to the paper bag in his hand speechlessly. "I told you to bring some cupcakes last night, but you ran away. I couldn't stop you even if I shouted."