Although, Wang Xiaoming doesn't know how to evaluate the ability of the little master, but it is certain that it is very good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, that's the characters in the comics, the cooking skills in the comics, and it's definitely not the cooking skills in reality that can be compared, and if you can get it, it's definitely the anti-heaven of the anti-sky.

"But 10,000 star points is a bit much, right?" Wang Xiaoming tried to bargain and said, "Or, give me something cheaper?" ”

"No way?" For Wang Xiaoming's cuteness, Ling'er didn't give him any face, just kidding, the rules of the system can't be changed, even if she is a system elf, she has no ability to change the rules.

She's just an executor, executing according to the rules of the system, as for other abilities, hehe, no.

Therefore, Wang Xiaoming should not think about taking advantage, because it is impossible.

"Okay, then give me an exchange." Knowing that there was no way to bargain, Wang Xiaoming agreed, anyway, he still has a lot of star points now, and he doesn't care about such 10,000 points.

In order for Phil to enjoy better food, what are the star points?

After the exchange, Wang Xiaoming rewarded Ling'er with a lollipop!

Since knowing that Ling'er likes to eat lollipops, Wang Xiaoming will carry a few with him every day, just to please the little Lori of this system.

Even if you can't get cheap, there's nothing wrong with having a good relationship with Ling'er.

Wang Xiaoming, who knew this well, coaxed Xiao Ling'er around through lollipops of less than a dollar, which was quite weird.

"Well, that's what the little master cooks?" Looking at the skill book in his hand, Wang Xiaoming smiled, and then silently said 'use' in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaoming felt surrounded by golden light, and there was an indescribable pleasure, and there were a lot of cooking skills in his mind, and there was everything in the Manchurian and Han banquets.

Wang Xiaoming shook his hands, picked up the kitchen knife beside him, and began to wave it involuntarily, and the vegetables on the cutting board were beautifully cooked by him.

Looking at the white radish carved into various patterns, Wang Xiaoming has a feeling that he is the god of kitchen at this moment.

The feeling of the kitchen knife flying fast in your hand and dancing with all kinds of tricks is really cool and beautiful.

Although, at that moment, in Wang Xiaoming's view, it was just like a soul possessed, and the body was simply involuntary movements.

"That's amazing!" Wang Xiaoming was very excited, he didn't think it was so powerful when he just watched "Little Master of China" on TV before, but at this moment, after experiencing it himself, the effect was absolutely shocking.

"Hahaha...... I'm a chef ......" Wang Xiaoming laughed excitedly.

"Xiao Ming, has something happened?" The voice was so loud that even Murong Fei'er, who was resting, was alarmed and asked.

"Oh, nothing, nothing?" Wang Xiaoming hurriedly calmed down his mood and said, "Fei'er, you can rest well and wait for the opening of the taste feast." ”

"Well, I'll wait." In the distance, Murong Fei'er's voice was expected.

Indeed, Murong Fei'er is looking forward to what kind of food Wang Xiaoming will make.

Of course, Murong Fei'er didn't really think that Wang Xiaoming would make any delicious food, as long as Wang Xiaoming had that heart.

The most important thing is not how delicious the thing is, but how much effort that person spends on such things, as long as Wang Xiaoming uses beautiful love, then Murong Fei'er will feel very happy.

Being able to eat the food made for herself by the man she loves the most is a very touching thing for every girl.

Now, Murong Fei'er is very moved.

"Alright, let's get started."

Wang Xiaoming began to try in the kitchen, the same vegetables, fish and meat, he took out of the refrigerator, and the skilled knife began to dance on the cutting board to make a beautiful arc.

If there are others watching, then they will be amazed, this is not cooking, this is a performance, the pleasing knife technique, skilled copying, this is art.

Such a beautiful picture can only appear in movies and television, but in reality, there is such an incredible scene, if someone sees it, they will definitely think that they are dreaming.

"Well, it's not bad." Seeing that everything was fine on the table, Wang Xiaoming clapped his hands and was very satisfied.

After an hour of processing, the table is already full of delicious food.

"Fei'er, I'm done." When he came to his room, he saw Murong Fei'er lying on his big bed sleeping beautifully, and the small dimples on his face were very charming.

If it weren't for Wang Xiaoming's concentration, he would have turned into a beast and pounced.

Even if the concentration is very good, Wang Xiaoming still has a feeling of being pampered at this moment, he slowly came to the side of the bed, squatted down, and slowly stretched out his right hand, touching Murong Fei'er's little face that could be broken.

Perhaps he couldn't bear to break this beautiful picture, and his hand touched it and retreated.

However, it was this thousandth of a second of touch that made Murong Fei'er slowly open her big beautiful eyes.

"Ah......h

Murong Fei'er screamed, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she had a huge head in front of her, and she was startled.

"Whew...... It turned out to be you, it scared me to death. ”

In the end, she was relieved to find out that it was Wang Xiaoming.

"Hehe, who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Wang Xiaoming shrugged, "You must know that this is my home, besides, I don't dare to let such a beautiful girlfriend alone and let other people in." ”

"Poor mouth." Murong Fei'er gave him a blank look, and she found that Wang Xiaoming was getting better and better at joking.

Still, that's not bad, right? Murong Fei'er thought beautifully.

Boyfriends can quarrel and joke, so it's interesting If the boyfriend is withdrawn and silent, what's the point of that?

"Are you ready?" Murong Fei'er asked, since Wang Xiaoming came to call her, then it must have been completed, but I don't know how to do it?

"That's, don't you look at who your boyfriend is, it's going to be difficult for me to cook?" Wang Xiaoming became tall all of a sudden, "I promise to be able to afford to linger, and I still want to eat after eating." ”

"Cut, bragging?" Murong Fei'er didn't believe him, what he said was so mysterious, who do you think you are? Kitchen God?

However, although she didn't believe it, Murong Fei'er didn't say anything to refute it, men are all good-looking, so she naturally won't refute Wang Xiaoming's face. This is the realization that a girlfriend should have.

Under the leadership of Wang Xiaoming, the two quickly came to the restaurant.

"Wow, it smells so good." As soon as she entered the restaurant, Murong Fei'er asked about the fragrance of the food, it was so fragrant that even Murong Fei'er, who was a rich lady, had tasted countless delicacies, and she swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

"Hey, that's." Wang Xiaoming raised his head very proudly, and Murong Fei'er frowned when he saw it.

"Cut, the most important thing is to look at the taste, what's the use of light and fragrance?" In order not to make Wang Xiaoming too proud, Murong Fei'er pursed her lips and said, "I hope the taste is proportional to the fragrance." ”

"Don't worry." Wang Xiaoming gave Murong Fei'er a look that you could eat, and it could be seen that he was quite confident.

Yes, after all, these dishes can be said to be no different from those made by the little master, and Wang Xiaoming is still confident in this.

"Come on, often this sweet and sour fish." Wang Xiaoming picked up a small piece of fish meat with chopsticks and handed it to Murong Fei'er's mouth, looking very warm, just like a newlywed, envious of others.

"How's it going, it's delicious." Seeing Murong Fei'er's small mouth and her heart blooming, Wang Xiaoming was very proud.

Women and men are actually about the same, so they want to capture a man's heart and want to catch that man's feed. This phrase is equally valid for women.

Watching Murong Fei'er impatiently snatch the chopsticks from Wang Xiaoming's hand, and then eating very unreservedly, you can see how delicious these dishes made by Wang Xiaoming are.

Even if it's a Manchu and Han banquet, that's the taste, right?

"Well, it's delicious, the braised pork is also delicious, the fried bamboo shoots are also delicious, all of them are delicious," Murong Fei'er commented very uneatenly: "Xiao Ming, you are really amazing, why have I never heard that you can cook vegetables, but your cooking is so delicious now." (To be continued.) )