Liu Lang underestimated Mu Xueqing's amount of food. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's hard to imagine that such a slender woman could eat up two dishes in less than ten minutes.

Mu Xueqing touched her slightly bulging belly, felt that her eating appearance was really sorry for her goddess image, her face flushed, and she said embarrassedly: "The dishes you make are so delicious, I can't control it." ”

"It's just a casual one, how can it be as good as you say. ”

Mu Xueqing is cold every day, and it is rare to show the form of a little woman, which makes Liu Lang very satisfied. Humility is essential at this time.

"Since your cooking is so delicious, why don't you cook every night, I'll be responsible for shopping for vegetables and washing dishes!" Mu Xueqing's eyes lit up and said.

"Poof!" Liu Lang just took a sip of water, and it all squirted out at once. Fortunately, it didn't spray on Mu Xueqing.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xueqing asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just choking. Liu Lang waved his hand and said, but he was secretly complaining in his heart, those two dishes were from Zhu Dachang's hands, how could he cook!

However, B has already pretended to be out, obviously he can't tell the truth, what Liu Lang needs to think about now is how to refuse Mu Xueqing's request.

"That's it!"

Before Liu Lang could think of a reason for refusing, Mu Xueqing made a decision herself.

Then Mu Xueqing stood up, held her stomach and said to herself: "I haven't eaten so much for a long time, I'm going to lie on the bed for a while!"

Soon, only Liu Lang, who wanted to cry without tears, was left in the living room.

I recruited someone to provoke someone, and kindly served you two dishes, and as a result, I became a full-time chef!

In fact, it is nothing to serve a big beauty like Mu Xueqing, cooking and eating together every day, maybe you can develop a relationship that is not suitable for children.

But the point is, Liu Lang can't cook at all!

"Why don't you let Zhu Dachang do it in advance, and then secretly take it out like today, saying that he did it himself?" Liu Lang calculated the feasibility of this method in his heart.

However, he soon denied it.

Once or twice may be fine, but if she cooks every day in the future, Mu Xueqing may have to go to the kitchen to watch herself do it, in that case, everything will be exposed.

After thinking about it, Liu Lang found that there was only one way.

That is, he apprenticed to Zhu Dachang and learned cooking, he didn't need to learn all of it, as long as he could learn one-tenth of Zhu Dachang's skills, it would be enough to deal with Mu Xueqing.

It's late today, and it is estimated that Zhu Dachang has already slept, and Liu Lang decided to go to apprenticeship tomorrow.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, as soon as Mu Xueqing left work, Liu Lang went to the vegetable market.

Naturally, the apprentice couldn't go empty-handed, and he felt that he should give Zhu Dachang a gift of apprenticeship. That one said, what are you going to do in the vegetable market when you are going to worship the teacher?

Zhu Dachang is a chef, and the things he gives him naturally have to be related to cooking, so Liu Lang decided to try his luck at the vegetable market.

The gift must be something that Zhu Dachang has not seen before.

After walking around, there is really nothing special about meat, eggs and dishes, Zhu Dachang must have used them, so Liu Lang decided to go to the seasoning area to have a look.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are essential in the kitchen and are naturally excluded.

Liu Lang looked, looked, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

Old godmother chili sauce!

This thing has only appeared in the last few decades, and Zhu Dachang probably doesn't know much about mortal things, and he doesn't know much about mortal things, otherwise he wouldn't use gutter oil stir-fry as a secret recipe, so he must not have seen this old godmother.

Liu Lang directly took five or six bottles of chili sauce and threw them into the cart.

With the inspiration of the old godmother, Liu Lang next took Wang Zhihe stinky tofu, and Ah Sanguo's curry powder, and suddenly he saw that there was horseradish on the shelf, and he also took ten tubes.

Ten minutes later, Liu Lang appeared in front of Zhu Dachang with a bag of special spices.

"Brother Zhu, I brought some special seasonings from the mortal world, look at it!" As he spoke, Liu Lang handed the old godmother, stinky tofu and everything to Zhu Dachang.

"Special seasoning, then I'll have to study it carefully. Zhu Dachang has always been full of interest in unknown seasonings, took the plastic bag in Liu Lang's hand, and took out the contents bottle by bottle.

"I really haven't seen this thing, hey, this eldest sister is very beautiful, can you introduce it to me." Zhu Dachang first picked up a bottle of chili sauce, and then pointed to the old godmother's portrait on it and said.

"What kind of aesthetic vision is this!" Liu Lang was speechless for a moment.

At this time, Zhu Dachang opened the lid of Lao Gan Ma, then scooped a whole spoonful of chili sauce with a spoon, filled it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, didn't seem to taste it, and dug another spoonful.

Liu Lang looked at it from the side, grinning, and wanted to ask, "Big brother, isn't it spicy?"

"Well, that's good. After tasting two spoonfuls, Zhu Dachang nodded with satisfaction, and then closed the lid.

Then, Zhu Dachang opened the stinky tofu and ate two pieces, also very satisfied.

Then, the climax arrived.

Zhu Dachang actually ate two spoonfuls of curry powder directly, but for Ah San's things, he obviously didn't have much cold, and directly threw the curry powder aside.

In the end, Zhu Dachang carefully looked at the dozen tubes of horseradish, and after looking at it for a long time, he directly unscrewed the lid, raised his neck, and squeezed a tube directly into his mouth.

Although he was far away, Liu Lang felt panicked. However, Zhu Dachang was fine, and squeezed another tube into his mouth.

"This mortal spice does have some characteristics, so I'll study it carefully and try to make a few new dishes. After tasting all the seasonings, Zhu Dachang said excitedly.

As long as you are satisfied, next, Liu Lang will get down to business.

"That, Brother Zhu, I want to ask you for one thing, can you teach me how to cook?"

Zhu Dachang looked suspicious, "You mean you want to worship me as a teacher and learn cooking." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Lang nodded again and again.

"No!" Zhu Dachang refused with a serious face.

"Damn, why not?" Liu Lang was furious, this guy ate horseradish so well just now, didn't he admit it after eating it?

"Brother, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong!" This is Liu Lang's one-third of an acre, Zhu Dachang looked at Liu Lang's expression, and immediately became nervous, and quickly explained: "This cooking skill is not something anyone can learn, it must be talented, as a kitchen god, once I accept an apprentice who is not good at the level, isn't it to smash my own brand?"

"How do you know that I am not talented?" Liu Lang was unconvinced.

"Well, I'll put you to the test, and if you can pass it, then I'll teach you how to cook. Zhu Dachang didn't dare to refuse Liu Lang directly, so he thought of a compromise solution.

"What test?" asked Liu Lang.

"I'll cut a potato, you see, if you can reach one-tenth of my level in an hour, I will accept you as an apprentice!"

As he spoke, Zhu Dachang took out two potatoes from the refrigerator, put them on the cutting board, the kitchen knife flew, and in a moment he cut one of the potatoes into shredded potatoes the thickness of a matchstick, with uniform thickness, as if poured out of a mold.

After completing it, Zhu Dachang smiled secretly in his heart, Lao Tzu's knife skills have been practiced for hundreds of years, how can you, a mortal who has never played with a kitchen knife, do it. As long as Liu Lang fails to complete the test, he can justifiably refuse.

Liu Lang was expressionless, slowly walked to the board, took the kitchen knife in Zhu Dachang's hand, looked at the remaining potato, took a deep breath, and started.

"Dangdangdang......"

The kitchen knife struck the board frequently, and shredded potatoes the thickness of matchsticks appeared under the blades.

In the blink of an eye, a potato was cut off.

Perfect!

Zhu Dachang's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Liu Lang!