Chapter 16 Cooking and martial arts must be hard

Seeing off his partners, Sinan locked the doors and windows, leaned back on the sofa with a slightly gloomy face, lit a cigarette, looked at the lingering smoke and fell into thought: I am taking my own bait, where is the secret recipe, it is all made up by me and my father, and I planned to keep it for opening a private restaurant in the future...... Really, what a life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After sighing and checking the safety, Sinan put the electrician's knife under the pillow and fell asleep until the alarm clock screamed.

Sinan got up neatly and cleaned up, put the pepper spray alarm in his pocket, opened the curtain and looked out, only to see that the jujube tree was gilded by the morning light, and the years were quiet, and the restaurant owner and his family were already busy. She opened the door and came out, backpacking for the training hall two stops away.

Pay attention all the way along the way, passers-by are busy with their own things, Sinan bought breakfast and ate while walking, and came to the training hall after a while. After changing her clothes and coming to the training ground, Kim Shi'an was already waiting for her, and she was not idle, she was punching and kicking the sandbags there. Sinan stretched his neck and swallowed his saliva, and mustered up the courage to step forward.

"You don't have physical fitness, explosiveness, flexibility, coordination, strength, muscles, I'm really looking for something for myself. Come on, warm up and do physical training first. ”

…… An hour later, Sinan collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Rest for ten minutes and start dodging. Kim Se-an looked at the time expressionlessly.

Sinan just lay down like that and asked, "What do you mean by practicing dodge?"

The devil coach condescendingly looked down at the weak chicken students: "If you want to learn to fight, you have to be beaten first." If you want not to be beaten, you need to train your body's reaction speed and ability. ”

"Please light it up for a moment, at least don't slap it in the face. Sinan beat a hundred rings in his heart and retreated, after all, his life is important, grit his teeth and persevere.

…… An hour later, Sinan was crying, it hurt so much, you can't lighten it!

"Tap to call it a massage. I don't have any strength at all, I can't bear this pain, or I'll get a refund now. ”

"I'll just cry for a while. Sinan wiped away his snot and tears, gritted his teeth and stood up: "Come, continue." ”

…… Four hours finally passed, Sinan's every muscle was aching, there was the pain of being beaten, there was the pain of training, she crawled to the locker room halfway, packed her backpack, and planned to go home. Jin Shi'an called out to her, and handed her a piece of paper with a face full of disgust: "Go back and quit smoking and drinking, don't stay up late, look at your body that has been hollowed out by tobacco and alcohol." Eat food strictly according to my list – get up early and run more often if possible. ”

Twisting home in a strange posture, Sinan couldn't wait to faint, and the proprietress came to knock on the door: "Sinan, come and taste the sour plum soup." Gritting his teeth and getting up to the restaurant, Sinan approached the cauldron and only glanced at it, sniffled, and said: "The acidity of the sour plum is not enough, and the osmanthus is put early, and the fragrance is gone." ”

The proprietress admired: "It's really true when you say it." I didn't expect you to have this ability. ”

Chef Zhang walked over: "Sinan, you eat the rice bowl I make every day, don't you have any ideas?"

Sinan shook his head: "No." It's just full, and it doesn't pursue appetite. ”

…… Chef Zhang was not convinced: "Do you want to take a look at it?"

Sinan raised his eyebrows: "Come, Brother Zhang, eat so much of your meal, I'll scramble an egg for you today." You sit here and wait for a while, and when I fry it, you taste it, and then tell me how to do it. ”

With that, Sinan walked into the kitchen......