Yes, everyone is also curious, there are a few handsome guys and beauties in the slightly chubby world here, but they can be called obese, and there is only one ancestor at present.

Hey, Shan Zu patted his belly, shook his head and said, "That place is not a day for people to stay, it was originally two hundred and sixty pounds, and it was almost dry!"

You are amazing! Mai Xiaoji gave a thumbs up and successfully lost half of her weight, and the other world also made a great contribution, and then, Mai Xiaoji renewed her for another year, and Shanzu was very happy.

Since he came, he is still a celebrity chef, and eating and drinking is indispensable, Dong Xiaowan cooks and cooks by himself, and Yingzheng, who has just returned from an inspection in Xinjing, is also happy to see his peers coming, and he also goes to the kitchen to make noodles by himself.

Soon, a fragrance came out of the kitchen, Shanzu couldn't wait, licked his lips, stretched his neck, and didn't forget to find fault with his nose, "This onion is older, not as fresh as spring onions." ”

"Hehe, eldest sister, can you smell this?" Mai Xiaoji said in surprise.

"That's what I do all day, so I know it. ”

"It's just that when you go to the other world, you don't have the conditions to study, right?"

"Yes, but I didn't give up the theoretical knowledge of the exercise, I used water to make oil, loess kneaded dough, and stones as meat, which was also in the clay pot pot, and I have operated it many times!"

Shan Zu told jokes with an arrogant face, but the ancients were collectively silent, yes, the days over there can only be bitter pleasure, deceiving themselves, and relying on strong tenacity to support the long years.

Two meat, two vegetarian dishes, four dishes, a large plate, four small dishes with rich color, a large bowl of beef noodles, covered with sharp beef, fragrant, Mai Xiaoji wants to eat some with it.

"So much, I have a small appetite, where can I eat so much, it's too scary. Shan Zu smiled and took the tableware handed by Dong Xiaowan.

First, not only did he take a sip of the soup, but he nodded: "Well, there are two milliliters of high-grade soy sauce in this soup, and it is mixed with lemon juice, which is refreshing and fragrant, and it is endlessly memorable." ”

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded approvingly, "Yes, that's exactly the case." ”

After another mouthful of food, Shan Zu chewed slowly, "There is an old one in this bamboo shoot, and it is not bad." ”

Dong Xiaowan smiled, but Liu Bei was convinced, and said: "It's not that I neglect the distinguished guests, but because I am prepared to live frugally, the vegetables that were not used up last night are left to today." ”

After eating some more fish balls, Shanzu smiled: "This fish is wild, but one is old and the other is too tender." ”

Liu Bei nodded again and again, indicating that Shan Zu was right. While Mai Xiaoji was stunned, he was also very happy, this time he had invited the right person. Shanzu commented while eating, but he didn't see her gobbling up, Mai Xiaoji's tea was not cold yet, and her meal noodles had been swept away.

Didn't you say that the amount of food was small and you couldn't finish it? Mai Xiaoji politely asked, "Sister, do you want to have some more?"

"No, no, I'm very full, like Brother Xuande, I'm afraid of wasting. Shanzu wiped his mouth and said.

That's good, save the fire again. Dong Xiaowan also saw that Mai Xiaoji was greedy, and said: "The first emperor has prepared two bowls of noodles, it is better to ......"

"Oh, that's so polite, where can I eat so much. Since it's done, it can't be wasted, so I'll eat it anyway. This hop sauce is very good for rice, so let's serve it again. Shanzu interjected.

After eating enough, he could eat another big bowl of noodles, and Mai Xiaoji gave up the idea of eating leftovers. However, Dong Xiaowan saw Mai Xiaoji's regret, and waited for Shan Zu to finish the second bowl of noodles, and made a suggestion, "Sister Shan, I admire your cooking skills very much, and no one is asleep yet, why don't you do something casually, let me wait and be satisfied?"

"Yes, that's a good idea!" McEgie slapped the table.

Shan Zu smiled, and stood up with his hands on the table, "Then, it's ugly!"

The chef wanted to show his cooking skills, and everyone was very interested and followed into the kitchen. The space is big enough, but it's also surrounded by water, and they all want to get closer, closer.

Liu Bei's housekeeper, careful budgeting, there are not many vegetables and meat left in the kitchen, but Shan Zu doesn't think so, what to do, don't be obsessed with meat and vegetables, or color matching, meat is meat and not meat, vegetables are not vegetables, look at meat is meat, look at vegetables are vegetables, this is the primary stage, wait until the meat is not meat, and when the vegetables are not vegetables, it is the entry.

In the end, it still depends on whether the meat is meat or not, and whether the dish is still a vegetable.

Mai Xiaoji was blindsided, and he had already regarded meat as a vegetable, and a vegetable as meat. Zhang Sanfeng praised it, it turns out that cooking also contains a philosophy of life, and only real people can understand this.

Two potatoes, a few pork ribs, a piece of pork belly, beans, eggplant, etc., the ancestor searched around, and finally decided to make a messy stew.

Cleaning his hands, wearing a chef's hat and apron, Shan Zu's expression became solemn, as if he was performing an extremely serious ritual.

With only a knife, peeling, boneless, slicing, etc., then boiling water on one side to remove the smell, cooking in oil on the other side, and then serving aside. The pork ribs have been fried, the pork belly slices have been fried, and the eggplant has also been braised, the procedure is complicated, but it is done in one go, in an orderly manner, and finally put it into the pot in turn, change the high heat to medium heat, and after waiting for an hour, a large pot of messy stew is served!

Everyone gathered around the table, but they didn't know what to say, and so did Mai Xiaoji.

It looks good, but there is too much oil, and it floats in a thick layer, estimated to be two centimeters, which goes against the rules of today's healthy eating. Pork ribs and pork belly, in the final analysis, belong to the same kind of meat, but they are thin and thick together, but they deserve the name of stew.

The eggplant is fried to a good size, but when it is soaked in oil, the pieces are swollen and swollen, and it looks very greasy, not to mention that the girl has no appetite when she sees it, and Mai Xiaoji's heart for supper has also diluted a lot.

"It's ugly, please try it. ”

Shan Zu stirred it in the basin with public chopsticks, and immediately the aroma came out, and then it was covered by a thick layer of oil, and the fragrance was very stingy.

Perhaps, the taste is excellent, Mai Xiaoji picked up the chopsticks and beckoned everyone to try the craftsmanship of the kitchen god together. Because he looked greasy, Mai Xiaoji picked up a piece of potato, put it in his mouth and bit it, and immediately spit it out.

"Isn't it delicious?" asked Shan Zu stunned.

"I don't know what it smells like, it's too hot!" Mai Xiaoji said angrily, the potatoes were actually soaked in fat, soft and hot.

"Haha, I'll live here forever in the future, if I want to eat and cook, don't be anxious. Shan Zu is optimistic that this is a manifestation of impatience to burn his mouth.

The rest of the people also moved chopsticks, but they all had strange expressions, and the taste was too ordinary, not at all like the kitchen gods.

After eating another piece of meat, it felt like drinking a big sip of oil, and Mai Xiaoji was a little skeptical of Shanzu's ability, "Sister, I'll tell you the truth, your materials have been fried many times, and the intake of oil smoke is seriously exceeded." I guess people are wondering about that, right?"

Well, everyone nodded, it wasn't unpalatable, but it was nothing distinctive, except that it was hot and greasy, and the taste had been submerged.