"Can't you trust spirits?"

Mother Zhang smiled at Zhang Yang's father and son and shook her head gently, but she laughed as she spoke, obviously thinking of the "big incident" caused by Zhang Ling in order to cook.

Zhang Yang looked palpitating, "Mom, it's not like you don't know the painful lesson of Lingling's previous cooking." ”

Zhao Mu walked into the kitchen and happened to see Zhang Ling hurriedly reaching out to catch fish in the fish tank, and a lot of water droplets were splashed on his face.

Seeing Zhao Mu walk into the kitchen, Zhang Ling shouted like a rescue: "Zhao Mu, come and help, this perch is too cunning to catch it." ”

Smiled and shook his head, walked over and reached out to catch it in the water, a perch with more than three catties was lifted up by the gills, and the water droplets thrown out of the tail caused Zhang Ling to scream a few times.

"Hmph, you're cunning, it's not like you're waiting to be killed and served to the pot. Zhang Ling glared at the fish in Zhao Mu's hand, with a relieved look.

Seeing that Zhang Ling was actually angry with a fish, Zhao Mu smiled, this girl is really ......

"Have you pressed the rice?"

"It's pressed, I'm afraid that there won't be enough rice, so I deliberately added some extra rice. Zhang Ling said confidently.

Opening the lid of the pot, Zhao Mu was speechless, a pot of rice was almost full, how much rice was this going to cook?

The water in the pot has just submerged the rice, so it's no wonder that so much rice is boiled out and not sandwiched.

"This is the rice you cooked?" Zhao Mu looked at Zhang Ling helplessly.

"Yes, what's wrong with this? I see you used to cook it like this?" Looking at Zhao Mu's eyes, Zhang Ling said with some confidence.

Shaking his head, he poured out the rice in the pot and re-cooked the rice. Sure enough, you can't trust this girl too much when cooking, otherwise everyone will be ready to be hungry at noon.

Looking at Zhao Mu's movements, Zhang Ling smiled and stuck out his tongue slightly, knowing that he must have messed up.

pressed the rice on, Zhao Mu began to cook, counting on Zhang Ling's girl to cook, basically no fun.

The perch, which was still jumping alive on the board, was slapped by Zhao Mu with the back of a knife, and was simply slapped to death in this exclamation of Zhang Ling, and no longer struggled.

The same ingredients were put on the board, and the kitchen knife in Zhao Mu's hand danced into a continuous knife flower, and the ingredients quickly became a perfect shape under Zhao Mu's hands.

"Wow, wow, so fast, so beautiful. ”

Zhang Ling, who was wearing a girl-colored apron around her waist, looked like a chef, but unfortunately at this moment, she was next to Zhao Mu and looked at the perfect shape of the ingredients under the kitchen knife that Zhao Mu cut quickly.

Zhao Mu when cooking is one of the most handsome in Zhang Ling's eyes.

Because Zhang Ling knew that as long as Zhao Mu started cooking, he would be able to enjoy the delicious food that he would never get tired of eating.

Zhang Ling was very glad that he was not easy to eat fat, otherwise he would not have known what it would be like to be raised by Zhao Mu's delicious food.

Suddenly remembering the Haikou he boasted in front of his parents, Zhang Ling hurriedly said to Zhao Mu: "Zhao Mu, I'll help you." ”

Zhao Mu kept holding the kitchen knife in his hand, and hurriedly refused: "Don't, I can handle it, just watch from the side." ”

"Oh, well. ”

Zhang Lingle was like this, and after listening to Zhao Mu's words, he really didn't move, and watched Zhao Mu's movements with bright eyes on the side.

Put the pot on the shelf, light the fire and put the oil, and Zhao Mu put the pot on the side. While stir-frying and chopping vegetables, both sides start together but both are correct, and the movements are like flowing clouds and smooth.

In less than half an hour, there was an attractive fragrance coming out of the kitchen, which made Zhang Ling, a little gluttonous cat, keep twitching his nose, and he almost didn't drool.

"Hmmm......"

As soon as a dish came out of the pot, Zhang Ling, the little gluttonous cat, couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks. He groaned, narrowed his eyes and looked extremely happy.

"Okay, the meal is ready, let's prepare the meal, and try my skills. ”

Zhang Ling, who was dressed as a chef, walked out of the kitchen with a dish, with a smug look, people who didn't know would really be deceived by her.

Zhao Mu walked out of the kitchen with the dishes and listened to Zhang Ling boast of his merits without interrupting.

Compared with Zhang Ling, who is dressed in decent equipment, Zhao Mu, who is dry and has no drops of water on his body, does not look like a cook who has just been busy for a long time.

"Yo, it's hearty enough, you made it all?"

"yes, that's good. Zhang Ling looked proud, and said without being shy: "Look at my craftsmanship?"

One dish after another is served on the table, a total of almost ten dishes, each with its own characteristics, and it looks very eye-catching.

"Oh, it looks really good, Songjiang sea bass, white chopped chicken, air-fried chicken, mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork...... It's all famous dishes of several cuisines. Father Zhang's eyes flashed with a little surprise.

"Well, yes, how about a taste of my craft?"

"Well, taste, well, this fish-flavored shredded meat is really well cut, and no good knife can cut this perfect shape. ”

"Well...... Yes, it's really good, this craft is comparable to the chef of a five-star hotel, don't look at it, try it, it's really good. ”

"Yes, try it, these dishes look very good at first glance, they must be very good. Everyone else started their chopsticks.

"Well, it's good, it's delicious. ”

"Yes, that's good, sister, when did you learn such a good cook?"

"Hmph, don't look at who your sister and I are? As long as I want to learn, what can't I learn?"

Looking at Zhang Ling's smug look, Zhao Mu looked at her with a smile.

Under Zhao Mu's smile, Zhang Ling winked at Zhao Mu slightly, and the smile on his face was very bright.

……

"Whew, I'm going to eat, let me lie down and rest. Zhang Yang touched his round belly with a satisfied expression.

"Lingling, your skills are really good. Father Zhang praised Zhang Ling with a smile, but before speaking, he glanced at Zhao Mu, who had been smiling and not speaking.

"Lingling, you girl, you have such a good craft, why didn't you let us enjoy it at home before? ”

Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Ling said in a slightly elongated tone: "Mom, haven't I just learned cooking skills, isn't this just the time you came to let you taste my skills." ”

Seeing that Zhang Ling didn't blink his eyes when he said this, the corners of Zhao Mu's mouth twitched, "You just learned how to cook?" ”

"Zhao Mu, hard work. Father Zhang suddenly said an inexplicable word to Zhao Mu.

Looking at the look of understanding in Zhang's father's eyes, Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Where, this is what I should do." ”

Looking at the look of appreciation in the eyes of Zhang Ling's parents when they occasionally looked at him, Zhao Mu's mood was a little excited, it seems that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are both understanding people, no matter what the process is, but the important thing is to achieve the goal you want, isn't it.

(End of chapter)