As a person who has drifted in society and suffered from flying knives in society, he can only say that it is not too simple to cook or something.

Abalone, lobster, shark fin, bird's nest... I can't make these high-end dishes because I haven't seen them, but there are still a few of them that can be handled.

Of course, a good chef is also indispensable for his skills.

At this time, Bu Fan, who was holding a kitchen knife, inexplicably surged a momentum on his body.

A momentum of nothing and no chopping.

I only listened to the bang, and the coherent sound sounded in the kitchen; I saw the brush, the side dishes were formed under the Bufan knife, and from time to time Bufan also played with a knife flower, and the appearance was simply great.

Zhang Zifeng, who was playing soy sauce and lighting the fire next to him, saw Bu Fan like this, his eyes were waiting wide, and his face was very surprised.

While Bu Fan was chopping vegetables, his eyes unnaturally glanced at his sister who had just been recognized this afternoon, and at this time, seeing that Zhang Zifeng's admiration could not be hidden, Bu Fan's hand holding the knife became even harder.

It turned out to ring three times a second, but it directly became five rings in one second.

Bang bang....

Brush Brush Brush ....

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, the ingredients were limited, and it didn't take long for them to be all cut, even the ginger could have been directly smashed and chopped finely, Bu Fan in order to strive for a little more performance, pretending to be forced to shred first and then diced, and now there is nothing to cut.

Seeing this, Bufan sighed, and put down the kitchen knife that felt very good.

"The teacher cut it. Bu Fan reported to Wang Lei.

"Cut it and put it on a plate. Wang Lei, who was holding the spatula, did not look back and instructed Bufan to take the next step, but his eyes drifted to Zhang Zifeng, who was burning the fire, and saw that this girl was not skilled in the earthen stove, and her face was stained with black ash when she didn't know when, which was printed on the face of youth, which was very good-looking.

At this time, the girl was fighting with firewood, thinking about whether to throw it in or wait a while, the small eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, with the child's innocence and cuteness, it was very cute, and the kind smile on his face as a daughter slave was really confiscated and couldn't be contained.

"Girl, go wash your hands, let your brother burn it. ”

He has always believed that his daughter wants to be rich, and he feels sorry for his daughter, so he sold his apprentice without hesitation.

The phrase "the master has something to do, the disciple does it for him" is fully realized here.

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"Okay!" Zhang Zifeng heard Wang Lei's greeting, stood up and clapped his hands, walked up to Bu Fan and said crisply: "Brother, you are so good, you are so handsome when you cut vegetables just now." ”

"Haha... Isn't it?

Hearing Zhang Zifeng praise himself, Bu Fan touched his head embarrassedly and smiled happily.

"When my daughter has a brother, she forgets me as a father." Hearing Zhang Zifeng's words, Wang Lei was a little jealous, and said faintly beside him.

"No, Dad Wang is also very powerful. Zhang Zifeng stuck out his tongue.

"What about me, girl?" At this time, Mr. He, who is a "mother", stopped cleaning up and said deliciously.

"Of course, Mr. He, you are also very powerful. Zhang Zifeng hurriedly ran to Teacher He's side, took Teacher He's arm and said coquettishly.

Seeing that these two old men actually robbed his sister, Bu Fan was a little speechless, watching the girl being teased by two old and disrespectful guys, Bu Fan hurriedly opened his mouth to cover for his sister and said, "Sister, you go wash your hands first, and then bring out the cut vegetables." ”

"Well, good!"

Zhang Zifeng hurriedly responded, and after brushing his hands with his little short legs, he ran back and ran to the pavilion outside with vegetables.

Bu Fan obeyed Wang Lei's instructions and came to the stove to light a fire.

For dinner, I eat fried noodles, which is not complicated, and the sauce will be ready after a while, and then boil the water to make noodles after serving.

After the water boiled, Wang Lei finished the noodles, and there was no firewood in the stove to Bu Fan, Wang Lei saw this and sent Bu Fan to accompany his sister Zhang Zifeng.

How can you accompany two bad old men to accompany your sister Xiang, this proposal is in line with Bufan's intentions. After getting the order, Bu Fan clapped his hands and stood up directly, bypassing the earthen stove and walking outside the house.

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Wang Lei looked out through the window at Bu Fan and his sister frolicking, and sighed to Teacher He who was helping to clean up next to him: "He, do you feel that we are like parents at home, Dad does it for the children, your mother helps clean up the housework, and the children play outside and wait for dinner." ”

Teacher He followed Wang Lei's gaze and looked outside, and the two people in the courtyard nodded in agreement.

"Lei, don't say it's really a bit of a meaning. And looking at Xiaofan and Xiaofeng, I have a feeling of parents looking at their children, hoping that their son will become a dragon and looking forward to success. ”

"I have it too!" Wang Lei opened the lid of the pot and looked at the noodles in the pot with a spoon, and said: "This is life, this is my "Longing for Life"!"

"Okay, Mr. He, you also go wash your hands and get ready for dinner. After seeing that the noodles in the pot were almost there, Wang Lei said to Mr. He.

"Okay!" Teacher He stopped what he was doing and said, "Then I'll go out first." ”

After speaking, he walked outside, and when he walked to the door, Teacher He couldn't help but shout to the two people who were playing games outside: "Children, it's time to eat." ”

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After Wang Lei brought the noodles to the seat, everyone took the lead of Mr. He, picked up the water cup in their hands and toasted Wang Lei together.

"Teacher Wang has worked hard!"

"Daddy Wang, you've worked hard!"

"Teacher, you've worked hard!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, let's have dinner!" Wang Lei also raised his glass and touched everyone, put down the cup after taking a sip, and took his sister Zhang Zifeng's bowl to help her mix noodles.

At this time, the director reminded Mr. He behind the camera: "Mr. He, our "Longing for Life" officially started recording today, and your advertising words today should also be said. ”

"I don't know what I'm busy with this day, and my father has forgotten it. Hearing the director's prompt, Mr. He remembered that their show also had a title sponsor, so he naturally picked up the milk on the table and said to the camera: "This is "Longing for Life" sponsored by Xiao Su Milk, not all milk is called Xiao Su, Xiao Su Milk, we are together, it is the life we yearn for." ”

After Mr. He finished speaking, Wang Lei, who finished mixing noodles for his daughter, quipped: "Lao He, you are too perfunctory, aren't you afraid that the gold owner's father will not be able to withdraw the catalogue of the festival?" It should be like me, Xiao Su milk, it is delicious." ”

"Yo, Wang, you are embarrassed to talk about me, you are better than me. By the way, our sponsor has a representative in the back mountain cowshed. After eating for a while, I have to feed the cow, this cow is called Susu, and it must be bauhinia alfalfa from the alpine pasture. ”

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Watching the two of them finish the advertisement vividly and interestingly between singing and harmonizing, Bu Fan is simply admired.

These are lessons to be learned.

After the two of them finished the advertisement, everyone started moving.

As a chef, Wang Lei doesn't eat much, and a "skinny" person like Mr. He, you can see at a glance that the amount of food is not large, otherwise you will not have to memorize the nickname of eating stuffy food for so many years, Zhang Zifeng can't eat much as a girl, the only difference from everyone is that the child is growing up, and after a meal, the milk is directly drunk two bottles. As for Bu Fan...

Bu Fan actually didn't eat much, and after the three of them divided a large bowl of noodles, Bu Fan kindly wrapped it up with the principle of not wasting food.

After a meal of binge eating, everyone was full of food and drink, and they all collapsed on the chairs, Wang Lei looked at Bu Fan, and said with some surprise: "I can't see that your kid has a lot of food, why don't you eat so much at home?"

Hearing this, Bu Fan actually wanted to roll his eyes, and really wanted him to touch his conscience and feel that it was painful? Otherwise, how could he ask such a question.

In the afternoon, it was to move bricks, and it was to make a mud stove, and the rice was chopped with firewood for a while, and the pure bone oil was burned, and Bufan was actually hungry when he ate.

But considering that he did eat too much just now, and now he is a little stretched, and he is not suitable for strenuous exercise, especially running away, so he did not express the contempt in his heart.

Honestly replied, "That afternoon was too much." ”

Fortunately, there was "mother" Teacher He at this time, and when I heard Bu Fan say this, I remembered that several physical tasks in the afternoon were basically done by Bu Fan, and praised with a smile: "Xiao Fan should be praised and praised today, he performed well, and continue to work hard." ”

Bu Fan smiled awkwardly, at this time he seemed to ask Teacher He to say less, if there was no final continued effort, in his opinion, the sentence he just said would be perfect.

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