Guo Xiaorong has lived a life of slicking blood for more than ten years, she is a top killer, and suddenly she has to transition to the role of a family cook, and the difficulty coefficient is much more difficult than she imagined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One second it was bloody on the streets, and the next second it was going to be a small Chinese master, and it felt awkward to think about it, and it was even more difficult to really do it.

Zheng Yichen still can't forget that when he took Guo Xiaorong to the kitchen to find Lao Liang to apprentice, Lao Liang asked her to pick up the spoon, but her hand shook, and the soup spoon hit the ceiling directly, and when the soup poured Lao Liang's body, Lao Liang's iron blue face.

Zheng Yichen said boldly: "Lao Liang, look at this wrist strength, let alone a spoon, there is no problem with a pot of fifty or sixty catties, do you want her to try more?" ”

Lao Liang's face became even more ugly, and he hurriedly stopped: "No need, I'll pass directly, fifty or sixty pounds of pots smashed down from the ceiling and don't want my old life!" Is it cooking or killing? ”

Zheng Yichen's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but remind him that his future wife was a ruthless character who could turn any object into a killing weapon with every move.

Under the coerced circumstances of his life, Lao Liang had to give up his dignity as a cook, and reluctantly accepted this apprentice with a strange skeleton and no talent.

After Guo Xiaorong became Lao Liang's disciple, she diligently followed him to learn cooking, Lao Liang played with the eight major cuisines of China, and was at ease in cooking, in terms of cooking, there is no doubt that he is the top famous teacher, but the famous teacher can't produce a high apprentice, Guo Xiaorong's talent in cooking is so bad that even Zheng Huaru is far inferior.

No matter how patiently Lao Liang guided, followed by good persuasion, taught by hand, just an ordinary dish, in Guo Xiaorong's cooking, it completely changed its appearance and taste, according to Lao Liang's words, it was as if he had been radiated, as far as this evaluation was concerned, it was still his old man who cherished his disciples and left virtue in his mouth.

Guo Xiaorong restrained her temper and followed Lao Liang to learn to cook, sometimes she did it too poorly, or she couldn't remember a certain step that Lao Liang explained, she would inevitably be scolded by Lao Liang shouting, and she didn't have any opinions, she just lowered her head and was scolded obediently.

On the contrary, Zheng Yichen sometimes doesn't have to go to work, watching the two of them cook, listening to Lao Liang scolding Guo Xiaorong, he is terrified when he listens, and he always can't help but collect knives of different styles, big and small, lest Guo Xiaorong's temper be together and commit the mortal crime of killing the teacher.

Since Guo Xiaorong settled in the kitchen, this place has completely changed, and there is no other reason than Guo Xiaorong's cooking skills.

Every once in a while, puffs of black smoke come out of the kitchen, and there is a strange smell wafting from the kitchen, and even the occasional explosion!

At first, people thought that the black smoke was a fire in the kitchen, the strange smell was rotting food, and the explosion was the explosion of the gas stove.

After a few similar misunderstandings, it was like a fairy tale about the wolf, and the people in the Xu family's mansion were accustomed to it, and they didn't make a fuss about emergencies in the kitchen anymore.

It's just that the chef who worked hard in the kitchen was terrified every day, lest Guo Xiaorong suddenly make a mistake and blow up the kitchen, and at the same time secretly depressed, Guo Xiaorong used the ingredients are very ordinary, how did she decompose and reconstruct the elements contained in these ingredients, and make an explosion comparable to high explosives?

In the blink of an eye, Guo Xiaorong has been apprenticed for half a month, but she has not really cooked a successful dish, she has not been defeated by a series of failures, and has taken out the determination to defeat again and again, and continues her culinary advancement.

Lao Liang admired her determination, but he really couldn't see her behavior of turning the kitchen into a chemical experiment field, and finally after Guo Xiaorong broke the sixth stove, Lao Liang couldn't help it anymore, with a gloomy face, he called Guo Xiaorong to him, and said to her: "You have been with me for so long, and I have nothing else to teach you, congratulations, you can become a teacher." ”

Guo Xiaorong said happily: "Master, do you mean to say that I am already a qualified chef?" ”

Lao Liang did not bluntly point out that Guo Xiaorong's lame cooking skills are still 108,000 miles away from the title of chef, but he replied seriously: "As long as you shave your head......

Guo Xiaorong looked puzzled: "Do you still have to shave your head to be a chef?" It's not a monk. ”

"Put on a pair of square glasses with black rimmed ......"

"I'm not nearsighted, what glasses do I wear?"

"Glue two more whiskers ......"

Guo Xiaorong was completely stunned by Lao Liang's words, full of confusion.

Lao Liang continued: "Then you can replace Walter White and play the sixth season of "Breaking Bad"!" ”

"Huh?"

Guo Xiaorong was stunned on the spot.

Lao Liang's smugness climbed to the highest point, and he secretly said in his heart: "Hehe, did it scare you?" Don't think that we are uneducated chefs, your master and I are usually fans of American dramas, and we don't have Chinese subtitles. ”

"Master, who is Whiteside? A great chef? ”

Lao Liang couldn't be happy all of a sudden, and said vaguely: "You say yes, right." ”

Guo Xiaorong said in high spirits: "I will definitely become a chef as good as Walter White in the future, and I will not disappoint Master's cultivation of me." ”

Seeing Guo Xiaorong's flushed cheeks of excitement when she was compared to Walter White, Lao Liang's whole face was dark and dark, and the clouds were thick.

There is nothing more depressing in this world than having a stalk in the throat that can't be spit out, but no one knows that it is still a stalk.

Zheng Yichen was worried that Guo Xiaorong would not be used to living here, but later saw that she was obsessed with things like firewood, rice, oil and salt, and tinkered in the kitchen all day long, thinking about improving her cooking skills, and couldn't help but let go of a big stone in her heart.

His reassurance didn't last long, just because after Lao Liang approved Guo Xiaorong to leave the school, she quickly entered the next link: feeding.

The object of this feeding is naturally there and only one person.

Guo Xiaorong brought the hard-earned dishes to Zheng Yichen, and when he tried them, he did not forget to remind him seriously: "I will only make this dish for you alone, and I will never let others eat it." ”

Zheng Yichen was moved and confused, and almost had a cow in his face: "Well, I will eat it all, and I won't let others eat it." ”

When the first bite of food was swallowed, Zheng Yichen was suddenly full of cows.

His taste buds exploded, and his mouth slipped down his esophagus like ten kilograms of high explosives, making a mess of his entire digestive system.

Guo Xiaorong asked expectantly, "How is it?" Is it tasty? ”

Zheng Yichen screamed in his mouth, nodded slowly, and gave a thumbs up.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear that the words would not come out, and the first thing he blurted out was a pillar of fire comparable to Long Yan.

Guo Xiaorong smiled: "Hey, you're still crying, could it be delicious tears?" Oh, I see, you must be afraid of such a delicious dish, what if you can't eat it in the future, right? Don't worry, I'll make it for you every day in the future. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Yichen could clearly feel his stomach twitching, twisting, and spasming.

If it weren't for Zheng Huaru's tempering in his early years, he would have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment by now.

"What the hell is Lao Liang doing?! Can you also be a teacher at this level? It's obviously a misguided child! It seems that Steward Cai is not here, and this group of guys has begun to rebel, even I, the master, are pitted! ”

Under the gaze of Guo Xiaorong, Zheng Yichen ate all the food on the plate with great determination and indomitable will, pretended to burp, and then made a very vague request: "You cook too much, I can't eat too much, cook less next time." ”

Guo Xiaorong questioned: "Didn't you say before that you have good digestion ability, so you can easily become fat?" I've cooked so little, you're too much? ”

Zheng Yichen was shocked, and deduced that he had eaten three bowls of yellow braised chicken rice when he was in the hospital, and then he had a bad appetite, but it was temporary, so he was fooled around, and he never dared to question the amount of food cooked by Guo Xiaorong, and swallowed with tears every time.

From now on, the shadow of his childhood is again clouded over his heart, and he lives in nightmares every day.

He silently said to Zheng Shuangmu in his heart: "Dad, I'm sorry for you, I want to marry a woman whose cooking skills are worse than my mother......"

On this day, it happened to be the weekend, Zheng Yichen rested, did not have to go to the hospital, and wanted to take time to sleep lazily, but was woken up by Guo Xiaorong knocking on the door early in the morning, asking him to accompany him to the vegetable market to buy ingredients.

"I cook so many delicious food for you every day, and you also have to pay a little labor to accompany me to the vegetable market, and when I come back, I will reward you well."

"Can you ask to go to some normal occasions, go shopping in the commodity street, and buy a few pieces of clothing and jewelry, which is much better than the vegetable market."

Guo Xiaorong said disdainfully: "I don't like to go to these places, I just want to cook for you to eat." ”

Zheng Yichen said silently in his heart: "I asked you to go shopping in the commodity street, just to prevent you from cooking, I will buy the entire commodity street!" ”

He reluctantly got up, and half an hour later, he drove Guo Xiaorong to the vegetable market.

Halfway through the drive, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know where the nearby vegetable market was, and was about to call someone to ask, Guo Xiaorong actually began to instruct Zheng Yichen how to drive, and he seemed very familiar with this distance, which made him feel surprised.

After arriving at the vegetable market, Guo Xiaorong's behavior also made Zheng Yichen unexpected, when she passed by some stalls, the people at the stalls would take the initiative to call her name, greet her, talk and laugh, and recommend a few fresh vegetables or meat, Guo Xiaorong would always laugh and pick and choose, bargaining, so that the stall owner had to reluctantly sell things to her at a lower discount.

Such a scheming woman can't see the slightest trace of the cold-blooded killer who wore a black tight-fitting leather coat, held two guns, and pulled the wind to the point of being invincible.

The cuteness of the world, this is the living, flesh-and-blood Guo Xiaorong, not a female killer named Zhang Qianqian.

"Hey, what are you doing? Hurry up and give the money. ”

Zheng Yichen came back to his senses, hurriedly took out his wallet, and gave the money.

The stall owner took the money, counted it, and found change for Zheng Yichen, Zheng Yichen saw that it was only a few cents, waved his hand and said, "No need to look for money." ”

Guo Xiaorong dragged the change in her hand, her apricot eyes widened, and she said angrily: "How can you not take it?" It took me so much saliva to get it. ”

The stall owner joked to the embarrassed Zheng Yichen: "You married a wife who is a good housekeeper, and you are not afraid that she will lose." ”

An hour later, Zheng Yichen and Guo Xiaorong walked out of the vegetable market with large bags and small bags of things, and arrived at the parking space on the opposite road, and were stunned for a moment.

"Who did this?"

Four tires of your own car. It's all deflated.