Chapter 72: The Suspicion of the Two (Asking for Recommendation)
The girl was extremely sensitive to the gaze of admiration, and with a chuckle in her heart, Melke's eyes immediately dodged.
Looking down at the soaked sword-wing dragon bone spurs, Melk pretended to be fully engrossed and concentrated.
But irrepressibly, the pinna of the ears is quietly dyed with a layer of rouge, reflecting the delicate and white skin, how to look at it, how to make people happy.
BiognοΌ
The seeds of love are planted!
It's just that girls who don't understand the world but are sensitive and insecure can't stand the aggression and show their love, which will make them subconsciously panic and escape.
At this time, leave some space for Melk to digest the emotions in his heart.
The old rake who has been in the flowers for a long time understands the thoughts of his youngest daughter's family, is patient, and knows how to advance and retreat.
When he saw that it was good, he stood up, Long Fei turned his head to look at the various kitchen knives on the knife stand, and asked casually: "Which kitchen knives on the knife stand can I use?" β
"Do you have any taboos?"
"I'm going to make dinner."
Melk didn't dare to raise his head, and quickly blurted out: "It's all available." I can eat anything. β
"Okay."
"You're busy, I'll go prepare dinner."
Long Fei picked a decent all-round knife, and Shi Shiran went to the underground kitchen.
Hearing Long Fei's footsteps disappear behind the door, Melke immediately brushed his cheeks and became hot, and the fawn in his chest slammed into him.
What?
Why did his look just now make me so flustered all of a sudden?
Reaching out and touching his cheek, which seemed to be feverish, Melke instinctively realized something in his heart.
This made her feel mixed feelings.
Panic, frustration, joy, pride, and melancholy.
I...... I'm the second-generation Melke.
Staring at the dragon's tooth sword in the knife pool, Melke's watery and shining eyes suddenly dimmed.
The master is not here, but the glory of Melk Hill needs to be shouldered by me.
He looked down and was stunned for a while, until a few tiny bubbles suddenly bubbled up in the liquid in the knife pool, and Melk immediately picked up a bottle of red solution and put a few drops into it.
In an instant, the liquid in the knife pool boiled, and Melk made a decisive decision in his heart, no matter what, I must keep the prestige of my master, and I must not let anything else become my hindrance.
Ye Xuan's shoulders were grunting, the kitchen was tinkling, the house was clanging, and the night was quietly falling, and Long Fei's soup pot was also wafting out of the appetizing fragrance, which drifted along the flue and scattered to the top of Melk Mountain.
Snorting and turning his head, the pony-tailed young man looked at the bento box in his hand, although it was obviously the 20th chef in the world, the high-end bento of the railway bento leader Miryang Bento Shop, on the top of this cold mountain tens of thousands of meters, there was no pot of hot soup, which was refreshing.
That kid!
That kid, he actually tasted the hot soup cooked by Chef Melk himself in the warm room, while we had to eat bland and tasteless bento outside?
The pony-tailed young man with sore arms suddenly became angry, and glanced at the hoop-haired young man who was also eating a rice ball bento opposite: "Hey, I said, why should the two of us eat a cold bento outside, while that kid can drink steaming broth with Master Melk?" β
The young man with hoops was unmoved, chewing on the oily tuna he had brought, unhurriedly, as if he wanted to squeeze out and absorb all the nutrients in the rice balls.
After taking a sip of hot water and swallowing it, he said slowly: "He is a guest of Master Melke, and we are disciples who want to come to apprenticeship." β
"Of course it won't be the same treatment."
"Moreover, that is the world's No. 1 grinding great master Melke, if he wants to become his disciple, how can he not have a little test."
"Humph!"
"Test!"
"After half a day, did you smash a ton of secret iron ore?"
"Fifty tons a day, how is it possible?"
"Master Melk is simply trying to embarrass us."
"Moreover, how can such a small hairy child be a guest of Master Melke?"
Suddenly, the young man with a sparkle of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he looked at the young man with hoops in disbelief: "Have you noticed that Master Melk is too young?" β
The hoop-haired young man's chewing action was immediately paused, he raised his eyes to look at the ponytail youth, swallowed the rice ball, and his expression became solemn: "You mean, Master Melk is fake?" β
The ponytail young man did not answer directly, but said: "For a long time, the seniors who came to worship the master have spread that Master Melke is a three-meter-tall, unruly sturdy bearded man. β
"The size of this one is obviously not right."
"Besides, even if it is Master Melke's test, didn't it be said that five tons of secret iron ore were smelted into pig iron a day?"
"Fifty tons!"
"Even Master Melk himself, it's impossible to complete it!"
"Could it be that he is trying to cover up something, trying to take the opportunity to make us retreat?"
The more he thought about it, the more excited the ponytail youth became, and a kind of humiliation of being fooled came to his heart, and he got up angrily after falling off the bento: "No, I'm going to go to him and ask him for an explanation!" β
It's just that his face is full of righteous indignation, but under his feet, he doesn't move at all.
The young man with hoops sneered in his heart, but he was also shocked.
Holding the rice balls, he turned his head to look at the vampire King Kong who was holding his arms and closing his eyes on the tree nest: "Then how do you explain this pet beast?" β
Vampire King Kong is the delivery man between Melk Hill and the Melk Mill in Masburg, and occasionally makes a cameo appearance as the Guardian of Masburg, and for nearly 100 years, his image has become a household name among the people of Masburg.
"Maybe he's just a vampire breeder. Or, is it just a disciple of Master Melk? β
"Besides, we're just trying to make sure he's not the real Master Melk without wasting time, and we're not doing anything else."
It seems that he didn't say anything, but the hidden lines in it made the young man immediately understand.
Swallowing the remaining mouthful of rice balls in his hand, Huo Ran got up: "Yes, we just want to confirm the identity of Master Melk in order not to delay time, and we definitely don't mean to offend Master Melke." β
Exchanging a look, the two tacitly agreed that they did not say anything more, and walked towards the stone castle together.
In the stone castle, Long Fei had just arranged the dishes, and leaned out half of his body to the smelting room with a smile: "Dinner is ready, let's eat." β
Melke's eyes flashed, and he was firm in an instant, and he picked up the dragon's tooth knife and took a detailed stone rod to rub the dragon's tooth knife, carefully distinguishing the structural changes of the bone spurs, and sniffing the breath of the bone spurs, and then put the bone spurs back into the knife pool.
After adding some white powder to mix the solution and recording the changes in the bone spurs, Melk strode towards the dining room.
As soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a whole table full of sumptuous dishes on the table.
Such a short period of time?
Just make such a hearty meal?
Is he really a skilled cook?
Looking at the surprised Melke, Long Fei pulled out the chair with a smile: "Welcome to taste Long Fei's Chinese cooking skills, please take a seat." β
Melk hesitated and strode over.
Anyway, it's just dinner, what are you afraid of!
As soon as he sat down and was about to pick up his chopsticks, he heard a knock on the door: "Master Melke, can you please open the door?" β
Long Fei, who just wanted to recommend sweet and sour tenderloin, suddenly felt a little diaphragmatic in his heart.
Ahh
Just know it's not a good idea to leave you two flies in the mountains!