Su Luo jumped off the wall of his neighbor's house, and somehow felt like a thief. After returning to the small building of Tingzen, he found that the quilt was neatly folded, and the figure of the girl was gone.

The corners of his mouth inexplicably hooked up a smile, Su Luo changed his clothes and prepared to go to the kitchen. promised to help the old lady make porridge to eat, the method of lean porridge is very simple, but the process is very exquisite.

All the way to the kitchen, the two big men guarding the door saw that Su Luo was also much more well-behaved after the last lesson.

"Mr. Su, it's early."

Su Luo didn't understand why so many people called him sir, but compared to the master, Sero, etc., Su Luo still liked the title of sir very much. It's a title that makes people feel the respect that comes from the other person.

"I'll leave some soup for you later."

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, the two gatekeepers have no grudge against Su Luo, and Su Luo will not be careless about holding on to it.

"Thank you, Mr. Sue."

The two gatekeepers were ecstatic when they heard this, and they were able to be dispatched to the kitchen to guard the door, they were foodies themselves, and the resistance of foodies to food was basically zero.

Both of them knew very well that in Tiefu, the real foodie was Su Luo, and every dish Su Luo made was a delicacy in the world. Usually, the host of Su Luo's food can't eat enough, not to mention that the two of them don't even have the qualifications to lick the plate.

Now that Su Luo opened his mouth and promised to leave them some soup, they were naturally happy. They believed that with Su Luo's character, they would never leave just some soup for them.

"Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, you two go and bring a few buckets of water, Chef Tang will use it."

The maid who was in charge of helping in the kitchen stretched out a head from the door and told Zhang Long and Zhao Hu to fetch water, and when she saw Su Luo, she was stunned for a moment, and then bowed obediently and said, "I've seen Mr. Su." ”

Su Luo nodded, then entered the kitchen, and after glancing at Chef Tang who was pointing fingers at the maids there, he began to cook on his own.

Eighty percent is the chef hired by Tie Yi after Wu Chennan left, after all, Su Luo doesn't have so much time to cook.

"Boy, what are you doing, you dare to enter the kitchen without Master Tang's permission."

A sharp voice broke the calm of the kitchen, and seeing that Su Luo did not stop the movements in his hand, an obese figure rushed over, fat and wanted to knock over the plate in Su Luo's hand.

"Gaba~"

With a crisp sound, the fat figure's hand bones were broken by Su Luo, and there was a scream that crawled on the ground and tore apart.

"Boy, it's a little too ruthless, isn't it?"

Chef Tang stopped what he was doing after hearing the screams of the fat figure, turned his head to look at Su Luo and said coldly.

"Idiot."

Su Luo lightly spit out two words in his mouth, and then began to prepare the dishes by himself.

Chef Tang was completely stunned, no one had ever dared to speak disrespectfully to him in such a sacred place as the kitchen.

As soon as he grasped the kitchen knife, he thought about it for a while and put it down, turned his hand and took a long spoon and rushed towards Su Luo.

"Master Tang can't."

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, the maids hurriedly stopped Chef Tang.

"Master Tang, Mr. Su's kung fu is very strong, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss if you rush forward like this."

Chef Tang snorted coldly, and glanced at the fat man who was crawling on the ground and screaming, Su Luo was able to beat the fat man screaming with one blow, and his kung fu must be strong. The maids are right, rushing forward must be asking for their own hardships.

"Master, you are the imperial chef in the former palace, and your status is noble, how can you be bullied by such untouchables?"

The fat man who crawled on the ground howled and slandered. At the same time, he also conveyed a message to Su Luo, the chef Tang in front of him was a man who had been an imperial chef, so he didn't come over and kneel and lick it.

When it came to the identity of the imperial chef, Chef Tang's waist straightened a little unconsciously.

"Idiot."

Su Luo still spit out two words lightly in his mouth, and then prepared to start cooking.

There are countless dishes in Su Luo's mind, the old lady is kind and kind, and Su Luo is also ready to respect the old and love the young.

West Lake beef soup, Su Luo's favorite meat soup in the previous life. The West Lake beef soup has a smooth texture and is chewy.

The material of West Lake beef soup is not complicated, the only complicated thing is the knife work, the tofu is cut into cubes, which is a test of knife work.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Su Luo did not run over and kneel and lick with a look of adoration as he imagined, Chef Tang once again put his eyes on Su Luo.

"Despicable pariahs, what qualifications do you have to hold a sword?"

Chef Tang finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, an imperial chef-level master, was ignored by a pariah, how could he endure it.

Hearing this, Su Luo frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It's better to shut up for me, otherwise I don't mind letting you crawl on the ground too." ”

Chef Tang was angry and was about to scold, but after seeing the fat man who was still crawling on the ground and wailing, he swallowed back the words in his mouth.

Su Luo held the kitchen knife in his hand, and a piece of white and tender tofu appeared in his hand.

The tofu is soft and soft, and it crumbles when you pinch it.

Chef Tang couldn't speak, but his eyes were full of contempt, cutting tofu is the most basic test of a chef's skills. A good chef can cut the tofu into shreds, while the average chef can cut the tofu into pieces at most.

In Chef Tang's disdainful eyes, Su Luo took the knife, and the knife was very fast, flashing like a line. The blade of the knife slashed through the tofu and landed on the board without making a sound.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

After Su Luo took the knife, the disdain in Chef Tang's eyes melted, and he stared at Su Luo with a frown.

Knife cutting tofu is this kind of kung fu Chef Tang is very skillful and can cut it into shreds. But judging from Su Luo's technique and speed, Chef Tang felt that he couldn't do it.

Chef Tang has never seen a knife that can cut through the tofu without a sound.

It's still a whole piece of tofu, as if it has never been moved.

Chef Tang stared closely at Su Luo's action of making soup, and he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, good knife skills did not mean good cooking skills. A chef can only be considered a chef if he makes truly delicious dishes.

Maybe Su Luo is just good at knives, but his cooking skills are average?

The clear soup and meat cubes were put into the pot together, accompanied by chopped green vegetables, and after the tofu cubes were put into the pot, Chef Tang finally opened his eyes wide.

After the tofu cubes were put into the pot, as the boiling soup overflowed, the tofu grains disappeared into the thick soup in an instant.

After the West Lake beef soup was ready, Su Luo presented a bowl, picked it up and walked out of the kitchen.

Chef Tang didn't say a word, with a tense face, he walked to the iron pot that Su Luo had not cleaned, and reached out to pick up a trace of leftovers from the pot and put it in his mouth.

After sucking with his index finger in his mouth for a long time, Chef Tang turned around and put away his kitchen utensils.

"Bid farewell to your master on my behalf, there is such a master of cooking skills in your mansion, Tang will not be here to show ugliness."