Considering that most women didn't want to get fat, Luke had modified the tiramisu recipe and reduced the calories by more than half. It was the same for the yogurt mousse.
When he was making the desserts, Luke quickly browsed through more than ten "Trish Talk" videos at four times the speed of light.
Apart from the slightly weird sound, everything else was within acceptable range.
"Huh, it's a bit like 'Tell the Truth'?" he murmured.
Exposing some problems, reporting some touching stories, and exposing some social injustices were pretty much the main content of this "Trish Talk."
There had never been a lack of such shows in America, but Trish, who was also the program planner and the female host herself, was quite good at journalism.
Looking at the information on the tablet on his right, Luke exclaimed in surprise, "She actually has so many hardcore fans? She's indeed not an ordinary host. "
Most people only thought that hosts were professional, no matter how good they were.
It was just like the hosts on CC in his previous life. They were just so-so, but they didn't have as many hardcore fans as a small-time TV star.
However, Trish had a face that was in line with western aesthetics. She had long blonde hair and her professional attire was also very capable.
That might be the reason why she had a lot of hardcore fans.
Of course, she wouldn't be able to catch Luke's eye.
After getting a rough understanding of what Trish had to say, Luke confirmed that this show from this beautiful New York host, who was a B-list idol, wouldn't have a negative impact on the community reconstruction plan, so he switched off the video.
He might as well read up on the files and make plans for the next phase of the operation.
Selina returned very quickly.
Half an hour after Luke got home, she drove home as well.
She washed up and changed into her home clothes before she went down to the second floor.
In the open kitchen, Luke leisurely read the files, ate taiyaki, and drank his coffee. Occasionally, he would work on the processed ingredients.
Selina walked over and took the coffee cup that he had just put down. She then took two taiyaki from the big plate in front of him and threw one to Gold Nugget outside. A certain dog head still wasn't allowed to stay in the kitchen, even if it was open.
She then took a bite of taiyaki and savored the red bean paste and the crispy skin. "What's for lunch?"
Luke said with a smile, "Potato and beef rice. There'll be more variety tonight."
Selina nodded decisively.
Recently, they had been busy. In order to save time, most of their meals were western-style.
At most, he could improve the Beggar's Chicken, a dish commonly used in both Chinese and Western countries.
It was not easy for smart kitchenware to control the heat of dishes that were closer to Chinese style.
Many Chinese dishes, on the other hand, would taste worse if they weren't cooked properly. Luke would rather not cook them at all.
Potato braised beef was one of the few dishes that didn't need to be picky about the heat, because potatoes and beef were naturally a perfect match.
He only needed to use the pressure cooker to make a large pot of soft, salty, and fragrant Potato Braised Beef in 40 minutes. It could also be very spicy or slightly spicy depending on the situation. It was almost the same time as the rice needed to be steamed in an electric rice cooker. The time was just right.
Together with boiled cabbage, broccoli, and a bowl of fruit salad, lunch for two people and a dog was complete.
It definitely wasn't enough for Gold Nugget, but there would be a lot of snacks in the afternoon and evening, so it wouldn't be a problem for it to eat less for lunch.
Lunch went by quickly.
Although they had a gathering in the evening, their training schedule did not stop because of this. Everything that was scheduled for the evening had to be done in the afternoon.
Half an hour after lunch, the two of them sat in front of the window and looked at the bustling office across the street.
Selina found that odd. "What's going on today? I see some people … they don't seem to be from around here, right? "
Luke knew what she was thinking and answered her question. "The community reconstruction plan was on the local news program 'Trish Says' today. These people might not be from the Clinton area. It's very likely that they're here because of the news."
Selina was enlightened.
The style of some of the people she had seen just now didn't seem like the type of people who would go in and out of that apartment building.
Taking a big gulp of hot cocoa and a bite of taiyaki, she asked, "Is this plan already so famous? Why do I remember that the renovation team isn't done yet? "
Luke said, "Don't worry. The moment it snowed last night, Foggy and Matt informed the renovation team. The first echelon of members is already on duty today."
Selina rolled her eyes. "Charlie, Raqael, and Hudson's gang are all here, right?"
Luke said, "These three should be here. The others are in the second batch, so they might only start volunteering in three days."
Selina nodded in satisfaction. "That's fine. It's better to make some money for Christmas than to idle around every day. There are only ten days left. If they don't work, they won't be able to get any money before the holidays. "
Luke chuckled. "Don't worry. Their families will definitely remind them. As long as they work hard, they'll be able to get five hundred to a thousand dollars before Christmas. "
Selina curled her lip. "This job is much higher than what my dad got when he first came here. When he first arrived in Texas, he was already very happy to make two hundred dollars a week."
Luke said helplessly, "At that time, he and Sandra were both illegal immigrants and didn't have any professional skills. Drax also had to take a risk." Her father's employer was his grandfather.
Selina chuckled. "That's not what I meant. I just think … these people are too lazy. Even moving bricks in New York can earn more than five hundred dollars a week. "
Luke sighed. "The people around me can make dozens or hundreds of dollars from petty theft. If they're bold enough to sell weed, it won't be hard for them to make two or three hundred dollars a day. How many people can resist the temptation to do honest work?"
The idea of reaping without sowing often popped up in everyone's mind.
In the end, however, some people chose to believe in their own hard work, while others continued with this idea.
The former would become ordinary people, while many of the latter would go to prison.
Selina wasn't the type to think about such "social" issues. She was simply lamenting how spoiled these people were.
She looked down on these people who "didn't have the lives of rich people, but had the hearts of rich people."
Making a fortune had never been easy.
Oftentimes, making a fortune and going to jail, or even losing one's life, were closely linked.
Her gaze drifted to a certain face next to her. Fine, this person's efficiency and extent of making a fortune weren't within the normal range.
After a short afternoon break, everyone busied themselves with work.
Luke simply moved his workplace to the open kitchen in the living room.
He couldn't do blue-collar work like processing and manufacturing today, but it didn't affect his deduction, review, and investigation.
Outside the window, it was snowing even harder.
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