After struggling for a while, Zou Ming still decided to go back to the store first, after all, even if he met the immortals, he had to live this day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That...... Lord Stove, I'm going back to my shop now, what about you? Zou Ming looked at the Lord of the Stove.

"Don't call me the Lord of the Stove, I said that I am just the future successor of the Stove God." The Lord of the Stove shook his head for a while,

"And what shall I call you? Little Stove God? Zou Ming tried to throw out a salutation.

"Yes, whatever you call it." The little stove god looked indifferent, "Then if you want to go back now, can I be a guest?" I'd like to know more about you. ”

"Of course you can, but no one else can invite you." Zou Ming nodded for a moment, what he said was absolutely sincere.

"Then you're welcome~" The little stove god grinned happily.

So Zou Ming led this child-like little stove god back to his coffee shop, and when he closed the door, he thought about it and still didn't turn the rest of the sign into the business, and invited the stove god to the store, so let's treat it well.

After entering the store, the little stove god went straight to the kitchen, and Zou Ming also hurriedly followed, and then only heard the little stove god sigh: "It's too small." ”

"Ahem......" Zou Ming coughed awkwardly after hearing this, "After all, I'm a coffee shop, and the kitchen is only used to make a sandwich or something occasionally, it's too wasteful." ”

"Sandwiches? Oh, it's just that Western dim sum with various ingredients sandwiched with bread. After the little stove god finished speaking with a little excitement, he leaned over to Zou Ming and whispered: "I've wanted to try this for a long time, can you make one for me to eat?" ”

"Huh? …… Little Stove, you haven't eaten a sandwich? Zou Ming looked surprised, although it would be very inconsistent to say that the picture of a stove god eating a sandwich is very inconsistent, but if he really wants to eat it as an immortal, it will not be impossible to eat.

"Well, my dad told me that if I dared to eat that messy Western food, he would break my legs, so I didn't dare to do it secretly." The little stove god's expression was a little depressed.

"Can you do it secretly here?" Zou Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, as soon as I make food in Heavenly Court, my father will know about it immediately, of course I don't dare." The little stove god nodded and continued, "But it's different here, this is the mortal world!" My dad won't find out about stealing here! ”

Hearing the word Heavenly Court, Zou Ming couldn't help but feel a tingle in his scalp, and he felt twitching all over his body when he thought that those legendary immortals might be true, but did Heavenly Court actually use broken legs for family education......

Putting away the messy thoughts in his mind, Zou Ming opened the cupboard and took out a bag of sliced bread and said, "Okay, I'll make a tuna sandwich for you to try right away." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait to eat." After the little stove god finished speaking, he went to the hall, found a chair and sat on it.

Ten minutes later, Zou Ming brought the finished sandwich to the table in front of the little stove god.

"Yes, yes, this is it! Then you're welcome. After the little stove god said excitedly, he suddenly disappeared from the seat.

"Huh...... Little Stove God? Where have you been? Zou Ming asked, and looked around.

"Don't look for it, I'm in your body." Zou Ming's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"What...... What the!? Zou Ming almost sat on the ground in fright after hearing this.

"Don't panic, don't panic, I'm just borrowing your body." After the little stove god finished speaking, he broke away from Zou Ming's body and reappeared in front of him and continued, "As an immortal, I can't directly touch anything in the mortal world, so I have to enter your body to taste the taste of sandwiches. ”

"Oh...... I see. After Zou Ming finished speaking, he patted his chest with palpitations, and the situation just now when someone else's voice suddenly sounded in his head really scared him. So if I eat this sandwich, you eat it too, right? ”

"yes, that's it." After speaking, the little stove god entered Zou Ming's body again.

In this way, Zou Ming completely accepted the setting that he met the immortals, and after sighing in resignation, he picked up the sandwich on the table and took a bite.

"Phew...... Bah! Vomit...... It's too unpalatable, isn't it? As soon as Zou Ming took two bites, he saw the little stove god fleeing away from his body, desperately sticking out his tongue, and making a look like he was about to spit it out.

At this moment, Zou Ming felt extremely embarrassed, although the sandwich he made was indeed not a delicacy, but it was not so unpalatable that it was so exaggerated to spit it out......

After retching for a while, Xiao Stove God came to his senses, looked at Zou Ming and said, "I'm sorry, what I said just now was too rude, but this smell is too impactful." ”

"I understand...... I understand, do I need to drink water? Zou Ming didn't expect the little stove god to apologize, and suddenly felt that the gods didn't seem to be so difficult to get along with.

"No, I'll just take it easy." After speaking, the little stove god closed his eyes, and after a long while, he spoke: "It's decided, I'm going to teach you how to cook!" ”

"Huh? Teach me ...... Cook? Zou Ming's face was incredulous.

"Yes, by the way, I can also borrow your body and try to make Western food, how about it, would you like to?" The expression of the little stove god was very serious.

"Yes, of course I do!" Zou Ming immediately agreed. Just kidding, the god of the stove personally taught him to cook, so even New Oriental had to kneel down and call Dad!

Hearing Zou Ming's agreement, Xiao Stove Shen was very happy: "Okay, then I'll start teaching you now, what materials do you have in the kitchen now?" Preferably untreated. ”

"Hmm...... There was a piece of tenderloin in the fridge that I bought yesterday. Zou Ming thought for a moment and replied.

"Okay, then I'll teach you how to make meat floss porridge today." The little stove god immediately made a decision.

"Meat floss?" Zou Ming couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, he really didn't know how the bagged convenience food that could be bought casually in the supermarket was made.

"That's right, it's meat floss." After the little stove god finished speaking, he got into Zou Ming's body, "Next, I will control your body to make this meat floss, you relax a little, feel my techniques and skills when making meat floss, and remember it." ”

"Okay, I got it." After listening to the words of the little stove god in his mind, Zou Ming agreed.

In the next second, Zou Ming found that his hands moved by themselves, although the little stove god had already reminded him, and he was also mentally prepared, but it was the first time in his life that his hands did not listen to his control, so it was inevitable that he was still nervous.

"Your nervous hands are stiff, so I can't cook, you can get used to it for a while." The little stove god controlled Zou Ming's hands and made various movements as he spoke.

And Zou Ming finally got used to this feeling after taking several deep breaths, so he said, "I'm ready." ”

"Well, that's what we do." After the little stove god finished speaking, he controlled Zou Ming's body and took the tenderloin out of the refrigerator.