On this day, Ziqiao and Guan Gu were drying Yakult bottle by bottle on the dining table.

Teacher Zeng had just woken up, came out of the room, and stretched his waist to the dining table.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, I asked you to talk to Zhanbo, have you talked about it?"

As soon as Yifei arrived at 3602, he happened to see Teacher Zeng coming out of the room, and hurriedly asked eagerly.

"I'm not saying that." Teacher Zeng suddenly said embarrassedly.

Guan Gu on the side looked at Teacher Zeng in surprise, "You have been taking measures for more than a week, and you are going to be taken out of words." ”

"You reminded me, I was about to talk to him." Ziqiao also said it in a negotiated manner.

Yifei couldn't help but look at Ziqiao in surprise, but she didn't expect that the women's clothes would change once she wore them.

"Look, it's still someone who is reliable, how are you going to talk to him?"

"Let me ask him, where is the loose meal?" Ziqiao said calmly and without urgency.

"I'm going to make you bigger!"

Yifei suddenly slapped Ziqiao's head, and sure enough, I thought too much.

"You're really watching them go to Italy, huh? You can't persuade you. ”

"It's going to rain, the house is going to be demolished, you can't stop it."

Teacher Zeng shook his head helplessly, which is also the reason why he has not talked about it until now, and of course it is not excluded that he is short of words.

"I don't object to them falling in love, but this is too impulsive, just came back from a trip around the world, and now they want to stay and fly together? With this typical three-minute heat, someone has to help them cool down. ”

Yifei is also very helpless about this, otherwise she would not have had no way to find Teacher Zeng to be a lobbyist.

"Three minutes...... Can it be that hot? Guan Gu called out in surprise.

"Scalded, scalded......"

At this moment, Zhanbo ran over from the balcony with two plates of noodles, hurriedly put the noodles on the dining table, and pinched his earlobes with his scalded red fingers.

Yang San followed him helplessly, he didn't expect that his reputation would be ruined in the hands of Zhanbo.

Looking at the two plates of noodles in front of them, Teacher Zeng and the others immediately looked at each other.

"It's not going to be our breakup...... Face? ”

Ziqiao called out in surprise, although he said that he couldn't drink the wine, but he couldn't be so casual, right?

"Taste, San'er just taught me, spaghetti bolognese." Zhanbo called excitedly.

Yang San, who was named, covered his face painfully, Lao Tzu's first famous name!

"Do you make spaghetti bolognese?" Guan Gu asked suspiciously.

"Of course, it's to prepare for going to Milan, and when I get to Milan, I have to eat this often, and it's better to make it freshly than to spend money, so I specially consulted San'er." Zhanbo said proudly.

"How do I feel like ......?"

Guan Gu looked at the spaghetti bolognese in front of him suspiciously, and always felt that a name was about to come out.

"Sichuan fried noodles (dialect)!" Ziqiao pointed to his face and shouted loudly.

Yang San: "......"

Please don't say it again, it's definitely not that I'm not bad at teaching, it's that the people who learn are brainless.

Sure enough, when Teacher Zeng heard that it was taught by Yang San, he immediately looked at the dish of fragrant noodles in front of him in surprise, picked up the fork on the side, and took a big bite.

In Yang San's admiring eyes, Mr. Zeng's face suddenly twitched, his eyes turned white, and he fainted suddenly, coincidentally, Mr. Zeng's face happened to smash on the plate.

Yifei, Guan Gu, and Ziqiao suddenly looked at Teacher Zeng in surprise, and slowly looked back at Yang San.

"Don't look at me like this, I guarantee that my teaching children are not bullied, but Zhanbo is gifted and extraordinary."

Yang San shrugged helplessly, he had expected this scene, after all, this was a meat sauce noodle with a whole bag of salt added!

However, Zhanbo is really not ordinary, after all, the first time he makes meat sauce noodles, he can do this step with color and fragrance, and he is definitely talented.

"How?"

Seeing that Mr. Zeng ate his own spaghetti bolognese, although he fainted, Zhanbo still didn't give up and asked, what if it was delicious.

"This already shows that it is very problematic, Zhanbo, you have a lot of taste." Ziqiao said admiringly.

"Really?"

Zhan Bo suddenly happily picked up another plate of meat sauce noodles and happily ate it......

"Shhh

A strange taste that rushed straight to the Tianling Gai suddenly exploded in his mouth, but fortunately, Zhanbo spit out the noodles in his mouth as soon as possible, otherwise he would have to follow in the footsteps of Teacher Zeng.

"We thought you knew."

Guan Gu looked at Mr. Zeng with a sad face, he hasn't woken up yet, do you want to call 120?

At this time, Yang San stepped forward and calmly patted Zhanbo on the shoulder.

"Zhanbo, in fact, you have done a good job, you just need to remember one more thing, you can make at least a hundred dishes of meat sauce noodles with salt added to this dish of meat sauce noodles, and that's it."

"Nani?"

Yifei, Guan Gu, and Ziqiao suddenly looked at Zhanbo like aliens.

A hundred dishes of meat sauce noodles condensed into one dish? You're pickled noodles, aren't you?

No, there are no pickled noodles like you, you are ready to pickle, right?

"Really?"

Zhan Bo suddenly regained his confidence, and at the same time calculated in his heart that he would reduce the salt in this dish of meat sauce noodles by a hundred times?

I just added a bag to a plate, which is 400g, so I only need to add 4g to a plate.

Great, go buy a balance now, spaghetti bolognese, I'm coming!

Looking at Zhan Bo, who ran out of Xingshang Cailie, Yifei couldn't help but look at Yang San angrily.

"San'er, how do you teach Zhanbo to make spaghetti bolognese, if he really learns it, then how can I keep him?"

Yang San was speechless for a moment, "If you learn to make spaghetti bolognese, you must go to Italy?" Then I'll teach you the Eight Immortals to cross the sea another day, will you become a flying immortal? ”

Yifei: "......"

"Forget it, I'll still do Wanyu's ideological work, a few of you, don't just patronize and drink Yakult, think about how to persuade Zhan Bo."

Yifei helplessly looked at Ziqiao and Guan Gu, who drank Yakult out of Moutai Fan, shook his head and turned around and walked out.

"San'er, what do you think?" Ziqiao suddenly looked at Yang San seriously.

"My lord, I see that you are very idle."

Yang San glanced at Ziqiao speechlessly, this product has been stupid to watch a TV series recently, right?

"Well, I think Mr. Zeng is really salty!"

Guan Gu nodded very approvingly, looking at the plate of salt noodles under Mr. Zeng's face, he felt his mouth dry.

"I recently met a tailor who came back from Italy, why don't you introduce him to Zhanbo and see if I can learn from him?" Ziqiao said thoughtfully.

"Well, Zhanbo is going to Milan, he must have to learn Italian, I guess he must have smoke on his head by now, and it's not bad to have a good 800 turtle to learn from it." Sekiya said.

"Don't worry, wait until I eat the noodles, I'm starving, what a big deal."

Teacher Zeng suddenly got up. I picked up another mouthful of noodles and stuffed it into my mouth.

Yang San, Ziqiao, Guan Gu: "......"

As expected, Mr. Zeng once again smashed his face in the face!