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The little chef frowned, opened the lid of the bowl, the fragrant smell did not ease the Sichuan character between his brows, he scooped up the various ingredients in the bowl with a spoon, and every time he saw the same, his brows would wrinkle again.

"Radish, winter melon, green vegetables, 'jade' rice......"

He counted the same, and finally looked up at Qin Zheng very dissatisfied, with a slight anger in his eyes, "You, just let me eat this kind of thing?"

"It's not poisonous, why can't you eat it?" Qin Zheng didn't understand, what did it mean to let him eat this kind of thing?

"This kind of things made of civilian ingredients, no matter how delicious they are, they can't break through the shackles of their ingredients themselves, the umami and nutrition of a dragon monkey mushroom, I'm afraid it can be worth all the ingredients you have here, so this bowl of things, is there any point in tasting it? ”

The little chef put down the spoon with a straight face, jumped off the chair and walked out, still muttering in his mouth, "That's it, this is how it should be, I shouldn't believe the three jumping clowns, at this time, it should have never happened, and don't try to challenge your unattainable things in the future." ”

The little boy was like a little adult, full of arguments, and he didn't even taste it, and he was ready to leave.

Whether he can leave or not, or help him get a relocation permit, Qin Zheng actually doesn't care, because this is a natural pie and shouldn't be forced, but this little boy looks like an educator, which really makes him very unhappy.

It's so unhappy that he is no longer afraid of others talking about him, how can he care about a child, although anyone who knows the identity of the little chef god should not think so. [Dancing eBook]

So Qin Zheng's face also fell, and he said to the little chef who had already walked out of the 'door' of the private room, "I don't understand, how can anyone eat the dishes made by people like you?"

"What did you say?" The little chef paused, and looked back at Qin Zheng in amazement. "Do you know who you're talking to?"

"A little kid who hasn't grown all the 'hair'. Qin Zheng said quite sincerely, and his eyes would fall on the shiny bald head of the little kitchen god from time to time.

"Are you looking for death?" The little boy's face sank, and a momentum suddenly burst out of his body, and this momentum directly broke through the several layers of heavenly 'flowers' of the eternal night light, and directly opened a huge 'hole' on the top roof.

Such a big movement. Immediately shocked all the diners in the restaurant, and they could deeply feel the coercion of the little boy's momentum. This strength ...... At least there is a god realm!

A god realm can annihilate this small island with a wave of his hand! So even though they were reluctant to give up the food on the table, they could only scatter away, and as for the food money, they naturally took the opportunity to flee.

Qin Zheng watched the diners leave one by one from the window, frowned slightly, and said to the little chef god with some dissatisfaction, "You scared my guests." ”

In addition to anger on the face of the little chef god at this time, there was also a trace of suspicion and confusion. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Qin Zheng and said, "But it didn't scare you." ”

"A person who can't take advice from others can't be a good chef. This sentence was once taught to Qin Zheng by Chef Huang, and now he gave it to the little chef god as it was.

"No, you said the opposite, I gave you advice and you didn't accept it. And the other way around, me. The little chef had a clear idea, and pushed the pot back on Qin Zheng's head.

"You haven't tasted it, where do you have the qualifications to give opinions?" Qin Zheng argued.

"You don't need to taste it at all, just the ingredients are already very clear, and the taste is definitely not very good. The little chef snorted. A sneer.

Qin Zheng found that this little kid is really 'very' good at style, I'm afraid that he is usually praised too highly, so when he gets used to it, he becomes the weird appearance and temper he is now.

Adults are not like adults, and children are not like children.

"As a chef, how can you belittle ingredients?"

"You're a chef, I'm a chef. "When I say this. The face of the little chef god was obviously a little proud, after all, he was still a little child.

"If you can't be a chef, how can you become a chef?" Qin Zheng tried hard to correct the little chef's train of thought, and finally said, "In short, I don't accept it." ”

"Huh. The little chef sneered and raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked into the room, then jumped on the chair and said, "Since you want to lose more ugly, I'll convince you." ”

As he spoke, he directly scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it into his mouth, then raised his head to make a disdainful and sneering expression.

It's just that when his eyebrows were raised and the corners of his mouth were hooked, his whole face froze there, and the mockery in his eyes began to slowly change into astonishment.

"Huh. The little chef sneered awkwardly twice, and muttered, "Carving insect skills." ”

Then reach out and take another scoop.

He tasted this spoonful more seriously than before, he felt the soup slowly overflow between his lips and teeth, felt the most natural taste slowly spread in his mouth, felt the warm liquid slide from the tip of his tongue into his throat, and then slowly trickle into his stomach.

It's as if there is a gorgeous and colorful 'flower' that slowly blooms on the tip of his tongue, fading away from its gorgeous appearance, leaving the most rustic original flavor, but this combination of original flavors is combined into another prosperous feast.

The lead is washed away, and the heart is prosperous.

The most valuable wealth in life is often not the most beautiful on the surface or materially, but the deepest depth, the most fundamental touch of simplicity, which is another kind of prosperity.

I don't know when, the little chef god has unconsciously eaten a bowl of washed lead into his stomach, and his eyes have been filled with tears, until he no longer has a warm soup after a spoonful, but a crisp sound of touching porcelain, he reacted, he actually ate this bowl, all of them.

"How could it be ......" He didn't even notice that he was crying, he looked at the white porcelain soup spoon in his hand in amazement, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"How is this possible......" He kept muttering the same sentence to himself, and finally even closed his eyes and began to taste the taste just now, long leaving behind the quarrel and anger with Qin Zheng just now.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Qin Zheng with a very determined look in his eyes, and said, "Bring me another bowl, by the way, what's the name of this dish?"

Qin Zheng smiled, he finally saw that the shadow of "one way of cooking" on this little kitchen god had faded into prosperity, maybe he was still the simplest little chef.

"Wash all the lead. ”

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