"Miss Tu, that's salt."

"Huh? Why didn't you say it earlier, fortunately you didn't put too much. ”

The demon slayer hurriedly withdrew his hand and patted it, but fortunately there were not many of them, they were all white particles, who knew if it was salt or sugar.

Cao Shuang and Zhang Qing glanced at each other, secretly worried about the sect leader, but the gloating smile on their faces couldn't be hidden.

The demon slayer was busy with her fish soup intently, and seeing that the soup was gradually white, she was full of pride, and turned her head to make noodles with noodles.

"Cao Shuang, are you sure Brother Huan likes to eat noodles?"

"Well, the sect leader's meals are noodles nine times out of ten, and according to his subordinates, he must love to eat."

Cao Shuang wanted to do it directly, but he insisted on doing it himself, so he had to demonstrate step by step next to him, saying that it was step by step, but in fact, he only advanced to the second step, the first step was to put noodles, the second step was to add water and noodles, and the demon slayer did it, and then dried it, and then put water, and then put noodles when there was more water, and the cycle began again and again, seeing that the dough was getting bigger and bigger, Cao Shuang's eyes were getting bigger and bigger, Zhang Qing really couldn't bear to look directly, buried his head and burned wood quietly, for fear that this aunt and grandmother would have something to do.

Seeing the passage of time, the beads of sweat of the demon slayer became more and more, she was in a hurry, the more uncertain her hands were, the mentality of the demon slayer collapsed, she yelled angrily, overturned the table, and the flour was all over the sky, choking people coughing.

Cao Shuang covered his mouth and nose and was the first to react.

"Miss Tu, the dust will explode, go away, open your head, run!"

Cao Shuang picked up the Deepavali and rushed out of the room, only to hear the bang behind him, the huge air flow threw him far away, regardless of the pain of the eardrums, Cao Shuang hurriedly checked the Deepavali under his body, fortunately there was no external injury, Xu was too frightened, his eyes were a little dull, Cao Shuang hurriedly looked for Zhang Qing.

"Big head, big head."

"Sect Master, you're here, cough~." Zhang Qing slowly crawled out from under the wooden plank, his head was covered with dust that he couldn't stop coughing, and when he saw Chu Jinghuan, he seemed to see a savior, only to cry.

"Where's the little goblin?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, Chu Jinghuan was about to rush to the kitchen.

"Sect Master, Miss Tu is here."

When Chu Jinghuan heard the reputation, he saw Cao Shuang holding the demon slayer, with one hand still on her shoulder, and Chu Jinghuan's face darkened instantly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Cao Shuang followed Chu Jinghuan's eyes, and reacted instantly, he timidly withdrew his hand, blew on the shoulder of the demon slayer, and hit his hand a few times.

The demon slayer was thinking about her fish soup, looking at the miserable situation in the kitchen, thinking about the results of her research for an hour, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, tears fell down her dirty little face, Chu Jinghuan hurriedly stepped forward, kicked Cao Shuang away, and took the person into her arms.

"But it's hurt, cook well, how can it blow up?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when I mentioned the demon Slayer, I cried even more sadly, and it exploded, her fish soup~

"Sect Master, Miss Tu is bent on being for you, but who knows that the flour is sprinkled too much, so it will explode."

"Why down?"

"It's not that Cao Shuang said that you love noodles, I just want to try it, people want to feed you fat, wow~"

Chu Jinghuan wanted to laugh very much, but he knew that if he laughed now, the little girl would definitely be angry, so he held back the joy in his heart and tried to adjust his expression.

"I don't love noodles. Besides, as long as you make it, I love to eat whatever it is, forget it, we can go out to eat in the future, and we don't have to make it ourselves. ”

"I don't, I just want to do it for you myself, do you look down on me?" The demon slayer rubbed all the tears and snot into Chu Jinghuan's arms angrily, and looked at him provocatively, Chu Jinghuan felt more and more that the little girl was really funny, seeing that the demon slayer had changed his face, Chu Jinghuan hurriedly put away his smile.

"No, absolutely not, since you want to do it, let Cao Shuang teach you, his cooking skills are good."

Cao Shuang, who was stunned on the side, heard this, and hugged Chu Jinghuan's thigh.

"Sect Master, your subordinates are really overwhelmed, you let your subordinates go, your subordinates would rather accompany you to learn martial arts every day." What are you kidding, Miss Tu clearly has no talent for cooking, I really want to teach her to cook, and I will burn the kitchen again, I don't know if there is still life.

"Don't, it's all to blame him for saying that you love noodles, otherwise how can I make noodles, I don't make noodles, how can the kitchen explode, the kitchen doesn't explode, how can my fish soup be..."

"It turned out to be because of Cao Shuang's fried kitchen? Then he got his wish, and the task of learning martial arts in the future will belong to him. ”