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"The carp jumps over the dragon gate, the green phoenix surrounds the red luan, and the red moon stops in Jinling. ”

Every time Meng Zuo brought out a dish, he shouted the name of the dish in the voice of the vegetable market, and showed off his cooking skills to his grandfather and grandson nakedly.

Jing Lang and Jing Zhuang Zhuang held chopsticks awkwardly and looked at Meng Zuo's dishes.

The dishes are very good, the taste is also very fragrant, and it even has the meaning of a five-star hotel.

But isn't that just stewed fathead fish, cucumber fried tomatoes, tomato scrambled eggs?

Two of the three dishes are filled with persimmons, how short of vegetables are there in your house?

But the two of them had already seen the scene of Meng Zuo juggling with pots and pans just now, but they didn't dare to provoke this young and strong young man who seemed to have some mental problems.

"Taste it!" Meng Zuo took the kitchen knife that had not yet been put down, looked at the dishes on the table, and smiled with satisfaction, but saw that the two of them had not taken a bite of the chopsticks until now, so he urged enthusiastically.

However, the urging of Meng Zuo, who was now holding the knife, was like urging them to die.

Even Jing Zhuangzhuang felt that Meng Zuo's eyes were wrong, she felt that Meng Zuo's eyes had changed, and they had become "eat quickly, if you don't eat, I'll kill you".

The two of them coincidentally took a piece of persimmon at a speed that they could never do again in their lives, put it in their mouths, didn't chew it, directly raised their heads and swallowed it, and then squeezed out a smile of admiration.

Meng Zuo was also shocked by the cooperation of the two, but what is the matter with not chewing?

"Eat slowly, you can't be in too much of a hurry to eat deliciously. Meng Zuo put down the kitchen knife and did it on the table.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Jing Lang, how could the old man stand the stimulation just now, and now when he relaxes, the chopsticks in his hand almost didn't hold it and fell.

The two watched Meng Zuo also eat, and then they returned to their usual appearance of eating, slowly sandwiching the dishes.

This time, when they put Meng Zuo's proud work in their mouths and chewed it carefully, their eyes changed.

Astound!

"Hmm!" Jing Zhuangzhuang's eyes lit up uncontrollably, and he let out a strange cry excitedly.

She quickly swallowed the food in her mouth, then held the table with both hands and leaned forward: "Brother Meng Zuo, the food you cooked is too delicious!"

Meng Zuo smiled, he has always been very confident in his cooking skills, and this time he has the praise of the beauty, he is almost flying.

"If you like it, eat more. Meng Zuo pointed to the dishes on the table with chopsticks and responded enthusiastically.

"Uh-huh!" Needless to say, Jing Zhuangzhuang's mouth had already been filled with food.

Jing Lang's eating speed also increased slightly, and there was one thing to say, Meng Zuo's cooking skills really surprised him.

This time it was really an eye-opener for the toad at the bottom of his well to go up to the platform.

Except for the nonsense and secondary actions in Meng Zuo's cooking process, just looking at the dishes, it is definitely a first-class level.

Didn't he graduate from the Central Conservatory of Music?

Is there really a generalist in this world?

Can cook, sing, and play the guitar, can write, speak, and play the piano?

Jing Lang even had some expectations, whether Meng Zuo was still hiding his talent, and he vaguely felt that he was getting more and more unable to see through this young man who had just graduated.

He looked at Meng Zuo, who was gobbling up like his granddaughter, and liked it even more.

Observe and observe, in addition to talent, you must also have character.

At present, there is no problem with looking at the character, but the time spent together is too short, and we have to take another look.

If it's really both, it's okay to take in an apprentice.

Jing Lang already has his own abacus in his heart.

If Master Jing Lang's idea of accepting apprentices is put outside, he will definitely blow up a hole in the media world, you know, Jing Lang has lived for more than 60 years, and he has only accepted one apprentice.

And now, this apprentice has become another famous master in the industry, although not as good as Jing Lang, but better than his youth, only in his early forties.

Jing Lang has already begun to love that after he accepts Meng Zuo as an apprentice, he may be able to set a record and make him a world-class master at the age of thirty.

"Eh, Brother Meng Zuo, how do you cook so much of this meal? "Jingzhuang Zhuang had already eaten a whole bowl of rice, but when I went to the Shengfan Market, I found that there was still half of the rice in the rice cooker.

"You eat first. "Meng Zuo is embarrassed, I think you can't finish eating, but I will come back in a while A female devil who bullies me every day, she is the master who can eat three meals in one meal.

I just don't know why I don't get fat, it's really weird.

As for that female devil's physique that can't eat fat, I don't know how many girls have to envy it.

Jingzhuang Zhuang had a meal, and came back and smiled playfully at Meng Zuo: "Brother Meng Zuo, you cook like this, isn't it because you have a little wife in secret?

Meng Zuo smiled bitterly: "How can I have a girlfriend, I am still a little wife, why don't you say that I have a dominatrix?"

Jing Zhuang nodded with satisfaction, there are no other women around the male god, and his chances of upgrading from a fan to a male god's wife have been greatly improved!

Eighteen years old, Jing Zhuangzhuang, who is in the year of dancing elephants, longs for a sweet love.

She hopes that the male protagonist in love is Meng Zuo in front of her.

Tall and handsome, versatile, and very much in line with the standards of the person she likes.

It would be nice if you didn't go so far-flung when cooking......

"Actually, I cook so much because I ......" Meng Zuo put down the dishes and chopsticks, indicating that he had finished eating, and wanted to explain to his grandfather and grandson.

Bang!

The door opened.

A dusty woman came in from outside the door, her white clothes were also stained with loess, and her face was somewhat dusty.

"Damn, the old lady is finally back!"

Meng Zuo looked at Ai Qiqi dumbfounded, thinking to himself that Cao Cao would arrive when Cao Cao arrived?

Did this girl go digging someone else's ancestral grave?

The eyes of the two women met, and suddenly they both felt a hint of embarrassment and hostility towards each other.

I saw that Jing Zhuangzhuang's hand was fast, and he grabbed Meng Zuo's hand and didn't let go, while taking advantage of Meng Zuo, he raised his head slightly, and pointed his nostrils at Aiqiqi at the door.

Ai Qiqi looked at this strange girl, her heart was full of anger, and she directly ignored the old Mr. Jinglang who was also stunned next to the girl, pointed at Meng Zuo and began to scold.

"Meng Zuo, you turtle grandson, stinky and shameless bastard, this is not your home alone, how can you casually bring people from outside back while I'm not there! And didn't I tell you that I will definitely be able to come back in the afternoon?"

Monzo looked at his watch, one hundred twenty-five.

yes, you mean come back in the afternoon, but who knew it was so early!

"I ...... Didn't I prepare a meal for you?" Meng Zuo didn't know why he felt a little weak.

No, I didn't do anything, I panicked!

"Brother Meng Zuo!" Jing Zhuang didn't care about his grandfather's murderous gaze, and hugged Meng Zuo's arm and shook it, almost shaking Meng Zuo's soul out, "Who is such a fierce old woman? Didn't you tell me that you don't have a girlfriend?"

Jing Lang next to him couldn't control his granddaughter, in addition to being angry, he also ignited some gossip fire, he wanted to know who this woman was from Meng Zuo.

Alas, men, when you are young, you always owe some amorous debt.

Jing Lang suddenly looked at Meng Zuo with sympathetic eyes, as if he had forgotten that there was his granddaughter in this play.

"No, you're wrong...... Meng Zuo slapped his leg and hurriedly tried to explain, but was interrupted by Ai Qiqi again.

"Old woman? Who do you say is an old woman? You are a charming slut, you dare to hook up with him?" In the past three years in the workplace, she has always been a junior, and today it is the first time someone calls her an old woman!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

If I don't get you done today, I'll be fooled in vain for so many years!

Jingzhuang Zhuang is not a master to mess with, he stood up all of a sudden, and with high heels, he was even taller than 168 Aiqiqi.

"Who is the bewitching slut? I didn't hook up with Brother Meng Zuo, it was my brother who took the initiative to invite me and my grandfather. ”

Ai Qiqi was even more angry: "I still invite you, these dishes are all bought by me, and I spent my money! And you, Meng Zuo, you actually use the ingredients I bought for the family to cook for others, and return them to two people, one small one is not enough, and another old ...... will come."

Wait a minute.

Ackie suddenly stopped talking.

How did she feel that this old man was a little familiar?

I think I've seen it somewhere...... Let her think.

Isn't this the piano master Jing Lang? When did Meng Zuo meet such a big man!

So what is this girl...... His granddaughter?

It's over, it's over, it's over

Angel suddenly felt that her career was over, and she felt cold.

It's all Meng Zuo's fault, why didn't he tell me.

No, I'll have to turn the tide on my own and get some things back!

Ai Qiqi looked at Jing Zhuangzhuang, who was also angry, and suddenly changed her expression, looking like a gentle little daughter-in-law.

"Oh, I really don't know Taishan, isn't this the old Mr. Jinglang I want to see every day......? Little girl, it must be Mr. Jing's daughter, right?"

However, at this time, Jing Zhuang Zhuang raised his eyebrows, and his white face still had anger that could not be concealed, and he replied coldly: "So what?"

"Isn't this a coincidence? I'm Meng Zuo's roommate, you come to see Meng Zuo, as a part of this family, I'm definitely going to entertain you, I blamed me just now, blame me for not distinguishing between the good and the wrong and started to ignore it, Miss Jing don't be angry anymore." Ai Qiqi hurriedly waved her hand, and explained clearly what Meng Zuo had said for a long time.

Maybe the reader is going to say, what can be explained in one sentence you use a chapter to explain, is it in the water article?

Of course not, what we want to read itself is never the result of things, but the dramatic process of what happened, otherwise those fantasy crossing monster texts directly say that the protagonist will become a god in the end.

Maybe the reader is going to say it again, so isn't this book also the same routine?

Not really...... Don't rush, take your time.

Either how to say that Jingzhuang Zhuang is a stupid white sweet with a delicate body and a soft body that is easy to push down, and he was dissipated by Ai Qiqi's words.

"Oh, so that's the case, it seems that I blamed my sister, and I'm not good, I really thought it was Brother Meng Zuo's golden house!"

Although she said so, she didn't think so in her heart, and now there is a woman who looks inferior to herself, but she is also a good type, with a plumper body than her, and there are still plenty of opportunities to contact Brother Meng Zuo...... In case Brother Meng Zuo is so good, as soon as this woman hooks up with him, he will take the bait!

No, I'm going to find a way to stop this.

The two women looked at each other tenderly.

Its soul has already fought for three hundred rounds.