Mo Qi looked around the kitchen, there were radish, vegetables, and meat.

Mo Qi scratched his head, feeling that cooking seemed easy, but it seemed a little difficult to do. I don't usually think anything about it when I eat it, but when do I make it, where should I start?

Mo Qi grabbed the radish and looked at it: "What can you do with the radish?" "Thrown aside.

I grabbed a small cabbage and looked at it: "What can I do with cabbage? Eh, it seems that I have to cut it too! It's annoying! Forget it!" and threw it aside.

Turning his head to look at the meat and other dishes: "It's annoying, it's annoying, isn't there anything that doesn't need to be cut!" As soon as he looked up, he saw a huge transparent refrigerator in the southeast corner of the kitchen, and there was white gas coming out, Mo Qi moved a little, looked carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Trout! Great, not to mention, in terms of eating fish, she Mo Qi is an expert, and in the year she stayed in Shaoyang Mansion, she ate trout almost every meal, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor, so it makes sense to eat for a long time to become a cook.

Mo Qi happily ran to the front of the refrigerator, squinted his eyes, stretched his hand down from it, and as soon as he stretched it out, Mo Qi let out a sigh and hurriedly took it out. Shivered: "It's so cold water." No wonder, this trout can still live so well after leaving the Tianchi in the Xuanwu Land, it seems that Nanchen brought the Tianchi water back with this refrigerator. ”

Mo Qi rubbed his hands, reached in again, and quickly grabbed a trout, his nails instantly showed up, and he pinched into the trout's scales. Mo Qi smiled and took the trout out of the refrigerator.

Mo Qi put the trout on the cutting board, supported his head with his hand, and thought about it. What kind of do you want to make? I thought about what I had eaten. The one that poured the sauce was more delicious. Nodding, yes!

At the beginning, Nanchen instructed Xiao Xiantong to make the sauced trout, using the best mountain Ganoderma lucidum with mutton boiled juice, which is delicious and can remove the fishy smell of fish.

Obviously, Mo Qi didn't have such high cooking skills, she thought that the juice was just ordinary gravy.

Mo Qi looked at the stove and thought for a while, he was really a waste now, and he couldn't even use the spell to make a fire. I knew that it would be better to stay for another 500 years of cultivation. Reluctantly, he walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at the little fairy boy who was peeling lotus seeds in the courtyard: "Hey, fairy child, come over for a moment." ”

The little fairy boy looked up at her and walked over helplessly: "What are you doing?"

Mo Qi looked at him with a smile: "What's your name?"

Mo Qi himself looks good, and his smile adds a little cuteness, and the little fairy boy blushes: "My name is Ning Xin." ”

Mo Qi nodded: "Condensation, can you help me make a fire?"

Ning Xin sighed in his heart: "I can't even make a fire, and I still have to cook." But he still walked in to help Mo Qi light a fire.

Mo Qi watched as Ning Xin lit a piece of straw paper with two stones, then threw it into the stove, put some dry branches first, and picked up a pu fan on the stove. After fanning it, I slowly put some dry firewood in it, and fanned it again, and the fire gradually stabilized. Ning Xin stood up, turned around and saw Mo Qi looking at him dumbfounded: "What, what's wrong?"

Mo Qi swallowed his saliva and pointed to the stove: "This, this, this fire, don't you use magic?"

Ning Xin sighed, thought about it and added: "In our house, these things of cooking, cleaning, and planting are not allowed to use spells, and the king said that if you use spells in everything, you will lose a lot of fun." ”

Mo Qi nodded, it seems that Nanchen is quite simple, he is a good one!

If Mo Qi doesn't like Nanchen at this time, it is estimated that she will feel that Nanchen is very problematic, as an immortal, why is he more advanced than mortals?

Ning Xin made a fire and handed the pu fan to Mo Qi's hand: "Later, if you feel that the fire is not strong enough, add some firewood, and then use this fan to fan." ”

Mo Qi nodded thoughtfully: "Okay." ”

Ning Xin looked at her and shook her head, and continued to peel lotus seeds in the yard.

Mo Qi threw the trout on the cutting board into the pot, although the trout was injured by Mo Qi, but it was not dead, and immediately jumped out when it encountered the hot pot, and bounced on Mo Qi's face, Mo Qi exclaimed, stepped back, and hurriedly grabbed the fish that jumped out of the pot.

The fish bounced on Mo Qi's face and bounced back on the stove, twisting, knocking over a large bowl of oil on the side of the pot, the oil turned over on the stove, making the whole stove slippery, and the fish turned over three times and twice, and then turned back into the pot. Mo Qiyi hurriedly took the lid of the pot and covered it.

Mo Qi raised his hand and wiped his face, and exhaled: "This fish can really toss." He grinned again: "The fish is already in the pot, and the next thing is the broth." ”

Ning Xin, who was peeling lotus seeds in the yard, tilted his head and looked at the kitchen twice, as if he had just heard a sound of ping-pong, could it be that he was hallucinating? Ning Xin shook his head and continued to peel lotus seeds. Peel it early, and you can drink fragrant lotus seed porridge in the evening.

Mo Qi learned to look like he had just condensed, picked up the two stones by the stove, and knocked them hard, and his hands were sore. I just wanted to throw away the stone angrily, but suddenly it occurred to me that there should be some straw paper in the middle of the stone.

Mo Qi learned to condense his heart, sandwiched a piece of straw paper between the two stones, and sure enough, after a while, the fire ignited. Mo Qi happily threw the burning straw paper into another stove, added some dry branches to it, and fanned it vigorously, and after a while, thick black smoke poured out of the stove, Mo Qi was choked and coughed, so he had to cover his nose with one hand, and fan the wind harder with the other hand, but the smoke became thicker and thicker.

Mo Qi choked on tears and snot, and didn't care about anything, wiped it indiscriminately, and ran out to ask for help from Ning Xin.

Ning Xin looked up and saw a dark and dirty face, and sat on the ground in fright, and it took a while to recognize that it was Mo Qi: "How are you, how are you, how did you do this...... Hahahahaha......" Ning Xin laughed while holding her stomach.

Mo Qi pouted on the side: "Don't laugh, go in and take a look, I don't know how, the whole kitchen is full of smoke." ”

Ning Xin reluctantly stopped laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and when he turned around, he almost cried again.

Fang Cai laughed and cried, and now he really wants to cry.

Black smoke billowed from the entire kitchen doorway.

"Didn't you burn the kitchen?" Ning Xin asked Mo Qi as he ran towards the kitchen.

Mo Qi followed Ning Xin and shook his head: "No, no." Absolutely nothing. ”

Ning Xin had to cast a spell to protect herself and ran into the kitchen. But Mo Qi couldn't use any spells, so he could only follow in.

As soon as Mo Qi entered, he was choked on the smoke and coughed. Ning Xin glanced back at Mo Qi: "Why don't you know how to give a talisman decision?" After speaking, a white light enveloped Mo Qi inside, Mo Qi stopped coughing, knowing that this was a talisman for Ning Xin to her. I feel a little grateful.

Ning Xin first extinguished the stove that did not make a fire to disperse the smoke, and then looked at the entire kitchen, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped twice: "You, you, what the hell have you done!"

The smoke was dispersed, and Mo Qi's cat nose smelled a burnt smell, and he hurriedly squeezed Ning Xin aside to lift the lid of the pot where the fish was placed.

"Be careful!" Mo Qi sighed, threw the lid of the pot out, and there was another burst of ping-pong, and the lid knocked over the other surviving pots and pans on the stove.

Ning Xin couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at Mo Qi: "Mo Qi!!! you are not allowed to step into the kitchen again in the future!!

Mo Qi took the black trout he made, which could barely be seen to be a fish, and walked on the road leading to Nanchen's study dejectedly.

It seems that cooking is not as simple as imagined, it is really easy to eat and difficult to do.

"What are you holding in your hand? ”

"Fish, can't you see it? You can still see it, you see, this is the head of the fish, this is the tail of the fish......" Mo Qi looked up suddenly, Nanchen was fixing his beautiful eyebrows, staring at the "fish" on his plate.

Mo Qi hurriedly hid the plate behind him, and said with a sneer: "That, that, that, why are you here?"

Nanchen raised his eyebrows: "This is the door of Benjun's study, why can't Benjun be here?"

Mo Qi looked at it and continued to smile sarcastically: "Oh, yes, then, that's me going the wrong way." Went the wrong way. Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Nanchen's voice came leisurely behind him: "I heard Hetong say that you went to cook, what about the rice." ”

Mo Qi paused: "I haven't done it yet, do it now, do it now." ”

Nanchen walked slowly in front of Mo Qi: "Then you just now," paused, as if thinking: "Are you going to dig coal?"

Mo Qi was stunned, Nanchen reached out and took the plate in Mo Qi's hand, and looked at it carefully: "It can indeed be seen that it is a fish," and looked at Mo Qi again: "But this fish has rolled in coal?"

Mo Qi wanted to reach out and grab it, but as soon as he stretched it out, he saw his dirty hand, raised his eyes and looked at Nanchen's spotless white robe, gently put his hand down, and hid it in his sleeve.

Mo Qi felt a little sad, he and Nanchen were like flowers on the ground and stars in the sky, there was such a distant and heart-wrenching distance. She lowered her head, bit her lower lip, rubbed her foot against the ground, and did not speak.

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi's appearance, handed the plate to her, lowered his eyes and said, "Since you are not good at cooking, choose one that you are good at." ”

Mo Qi raised her head in amazement, she thought that Nanchen would take the opportunity to drive herself out again, but before her brain could react, she had already asked.

Nanchen raised his eyebrows: "You really want Benjun to kick you out?"

Mo Qi hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not!"

Nanchen walked around Mo Qi and walked towards the study: "Then don't think about some useless things, think about what you will do, remember ......"

"Shaoyang Mansion doesn't raise idlers!" Mo Qi grimaced at Nanchen's back, turned around and ran to his room.

Nanchen was stunned and held his forehead with his hand.

Mo Qi ran towards his room, and felt that the distance was not so far, after all, he was a flying flower, and one day he would fly to Nanchen's side!