You know, he tried

It’s a pity that cooking is still instant noodles.
Sometimes even the poached eggs can’t be fixed, and often an egg breaks up-this really makes people feel that he has to add two dried noodles to instant noodles to comfort himself that it is dried noodle soup.
And if you get lucky and finish the poached egg?
Then reward yourself with another egg
Of course, the next step is the double egg noodle soup.
It is normal that a man like him can’t cook in Goethe’s idea.
Naturally, Skifenstein Beck should be a man like him.
What about cooking?
Excuse me.
Lie.
A cook must have done it for her.
This look once again annoyed Steinbeck’s heirs.
"Cooking is my greatest hobby. What do you doubt with such eyes?"
"Well … nothing"
"Just a little surprised."
"Since you are such a good cook, you should be good at cooking it besides nougat, right? Don’t say no, it will make me more suspicious. "
Goethe look like you have to prove yourself.
"Do you have to dare?"
"Tell you?"
With these words, when Schifenstein raised his hand on the table, a lot of food appeared.
Including but not limited to cheese, cheese, milk tofu, cream cake, ham, roast chicken, smoked fish, stew, steak and so on.
"I show them now."
"Because-"
"I’m hungry"
Skifenstein Beck picked up a piece of cheese and put the ham.
And just as the Steinbeck heir took a bite of ham, the food on the table disappeared again.
Goethe collected the ring.
"Huh?"
"How did it start by itself?"
"Sure enough, the new props are a little unfamiliar."
Goethe exclaimed with a false face.
Then skiffens Steinbeck stared at him and quickly resumed his serious way. "How do you know so much about’ them’? Is this for my layout … "
"Shut up."