"Are you sure I'll do it first?" Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou with a suspicious expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Well, no problem. Yuan Zhou said that it is no problem to watch a rookie cook, although he is now a novice.

"That's what you said. Wuhai shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Well, let's go. Yuan Zhou nodded and urged.

Walking to the second floor, Wu Hai opened the door in front of him, and Yuan Zhou said as usual, "Dirty, messy, and poor, you account for two." ”

"Sketches can't be thrown around. "Wuhai is still very face-saving.

And the painter's sketches really can't be discarded indiscriminately, especially the famous ones.

"Huh. Yuan Zhou replied with two words with profound meanings, as if you had realized it yourself.

"Cheng Jiawei will clean up in a while. Wu Hai thought of Zheng Jiawei and said as a matter of course.

"Your agent is good. Yuan Zhou thought of the almighty agent and said with envy.

"Well, it's good. "Only in front of others will Wuhai say that Zheng Jiawei is good.

Since Yuan Zhou began to learn composition, he has only been to Wuhai's studio three times, and since he first came to Yuanzhou, he found that the last time there was no need for entanglement, and there was only one Wuhai on the entire second floor.

Wuhai rented the entire floor, and the rich man was so capricious.

As for the rest of the time, he studied in Yuanzhou's shop, and Yuanzhou would not wander around other people's places, so this was the first time he had seen Wuhai's kitchen.

The two rooms that were opened up kept a large kitchen, which was equipped with a full set of kitchen utensils, the metal shell was shiny, and it was very clean, but except for the water cup, everything else in the stove was basically new and unused.

"You haven't used it?" Yuan Zhou felt that he should use it at least once, even if it was instant noodles.

"It didn't take long for you to open the door, and then you didn't need it. Wu Hai said directly.

"Eh, what about the rest of the time?" Yuan Zhou said more vaguely, probably meaning that he was also closed when he was resting.

"Of course I'm hungry when you close the door, otherwise you think. Wuhai's resentment was irrepressibly emanated.

Is this really an iron fan? Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

"You clean up the kitchen first, and you can do it later. Yuan Zhou stood up straight, pointed to the kitchen and said.

"Change the subject. Wuhai came to a conclusion, but had no intention of moving.

"If you don't scrub, you eat and make your own. Yuan Zhou saw Wuhai standing upright and said directly.

"I am a painter, and Jiawei is good at this. Wuhai touched his mustache and said calmly.

"Whatever you want. Yuan Zhou will not force him to clean up, after all, he is also the master who does not wash dishes.

"Kala. There was a sound of the door lock turning at the door, and Zheng Jiawei entered the door with a large pile of ingredients.

"You're here, the kitchen is cleaned, and I'll take the ingredients. Wuhai said very naturally.

"I prepared stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, chicken nuggets with green peppers, back to the pot and stir-fried cabbage, and the dessert was watermelon and fruit scoop, and there was the radish you wanted. Zheng Jiawei first greeted Yuan Zhou with a smile, and then returned to the kitchen with the ingredients, and said while taking them out.

"Well, wash the kitchen first. "Wuhai is still eager to teach in Yuanzhou.

"If you start doing it at this time, will it be early to eat at noon? Cheng Jiawei looked at the time.

"No, I do. "Wuhai's original intention was that he was slow.

"You do?" Zheng Jiawei said with wide eyes, cocked his orchid finger, and pointed to Wuhai in disbelief.

"Well, it's been a long time. Wu Hai said affirmatively.

"Then I'll pack up and leave. "Cheng Jiawei has never spoken so decisively.

"Then who will clean up the rest after doing it. "Wuhai didn't think about cleaning up by himself, as for Yuan Zhou, he definitely won't help clean up, so he doesn't have to ask.

"I'll come and clean up in the evening. Zheng Jiawei said firmly.

And it's rare to not say much, and start cleaning up the kitchen in earnest, very quickly.

Half an hour to clean up the kitchen as clean as new.

"Okay, you can use it, I'll go first. Before leaving, Zheng Jiawei also glanced at Yuan Zhou with special sympathy.

Yuan Zhou was a little inexplicable, but the male god-like intuition still thought that there must be something wrong with Wuhai, and he became vigilant.

"Could it be a kitchen killer or something?" Yuan Zhou guessed wildly.

"The processing of the ingredients, am I still here?" Wu Hai turned around and asked Yuan Zhou, who was already standing at the door.

"Well, it's all you, let's get started. Yuan Zhou stood at the door with his hands on his chest, of course, his toes leaned slightly towards the door.

This appearance obviously feels that Wuhai is going to blow up the kitchen.

"Oh well. Wu Hai nodded, took out the ingredients and began to wash.

At first, it was normal, the sound of water flowing, and the same dishes were washed and cut and put on the glass table for later use.

"It's handled well, you can get out of the pot. Yuan Zhou looked carefully and found that Wuhai handled it very well.

"Hmm. Wu Hai responded, turned on the fire and prepared to put it into the pot.

At this time, Yuan Zhou found that there were no seasonings on the kitchen countertop, and there was no oil or anything like that.

"Bang" Wuhai opened a cabinet door, took out a large watering can and began to pour it into the pot.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Zhou was a little confused.

It wasn't until he poured it out that he found that there was oil in the pot, and it flowed into the pot along the shower, and Yuan Zhou was a little speechless.

Then Wuhai picked up a large paintbrush and began to brush it in the pot.

"What are you doing. Yuan Zhou couldn't help but ask.

"Put the oil on the bottom of the pan. Wu Hai looked serious.

"You continue. Yuan Zhou pressed the corners of his forehead and began to have a bad premonition.

Immediately afterwards, Wuhai began to use beef pieces to be placed in the pot, yes, they were placed, and the pieces of beef were all in their proper positions.

Then there is the placement of the big ingredients, during which the cooking wine is added, Wuhai uses a small watering can, where to spray where not to spray, it is very clear.

Now Yuan Zhou knows why the pots in Wuhai's house are flat-bottomed, where is this tm cooking, this is painting is almost the same.

This can be made delicious, and there will be ghosts.

It is understandable with Zheng Jiawei's sympathetic eyes, this is no longer a kitchen killer, this is a kitchen monster.

It was almost noon, Yuan Zhou organized the language, and then said, "I will be here today first, I need to go back and prepare the materials for lunch." ”

"And the rest?" asked Wuhai as he looked at the ingredients on the stove.

"I'll teach you step by step in the afternoon. Yuan Zhou glanced at the pot of beef brisket that looked like a work of art, and said decisively.

"Okay. Wuhai simply responded.

After speaking, Yuan Zhou returned to his small shop, thinking about Wuhai's fanatical appearance when cooking, he took out paint bottles and poured them into the pot at every turn, and said in his mouth, this color is lighter, add a little red, and the brown over there is lighter and so on.

The pot of colorful tomato brisket was also a great test of Yuan Zhou's endurance, and the ghost knows what he had experienced in the past few hours.

Fortunately, someone interrupted Yuan Zhou's recollection at this time.

"Is Boss Yuan here?" ...... (To be continued.) )