Chapter 8 Talented? No talent? Scrap wood?
Whether a person has the ability or not, he can usually measure one or two with just his eyes, but the woman in front of him makes him unable to see through. Whether it's ability or style.
"Do it, who is afraid of whom."
Li Muchen was wearing a long and wide costume, and her long hair was not tied up, so she casually folded a branch and stuck it on her head to tie up her long hair, rolled up her sleeves and walked to the side.
There was a table less than a meter long filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables.
Looking at the table of dishes that she was slightly unfamiliar with, the expression on Li Muchen's face gradually lost his original smile.
Kong Chengxi naturally didn't show the expression on her face, and sat on the side urging: "Give you ten minutes, I want a soup and a dish." ”
"Ugh." After a moment of silence, she suddenly became motivated: "Okay, right away." ”
Then, Kong Chengxi only felt a clank behind him, and occasionally a few explosion-like sounds.
Ten minutes later, a woman with long hair and messy clothes appeared in front of him, holding a half-torn plate in her left and right hands.
Empty City frowned and looked at the food on his plate, his face getting darker and darker.
"Didn't you say you're a chef?"
His mind still echoed her confident words.
"Well, that's probably because I've been in a bad mood lately, and I don't use those ancient things very well, so I ......"
Now, he basically won't believe what Li Muchen said, because even a person who doesn't come into the kitchen can't directly cook the soup into a paste.
"I take back what I said." Kong Chengxi got up and patted the dust on his body: "I am going to see the emperor now and prepare for the second round of selection tomorrow." ”
"Hey, hey, what do you call this, what do you mean to take it back."
Li Muchen caught up, but was frightened by a sharp look from the other party and stopped. Her hand holding the plate trembled a little, and she didn't know if it was because of the rain or because the aura of the man in front of her was too strong.
"Before I return, I hope you can leave on your own." The cold words pierced her heart like a poisonous needle.
Humiliation, competitiveness, and self-esteem were completely torn to shreds at this moment, and she tightened the plate slightly, knowing that she was not so naughty when her father asked her to learn to cook.
She tightened the plate slightly, knowing that she was not so naughty when her father asked her to learn to cook.
Whew, a gust of cold wind blew, and Li Muchen stood stupidly in the rain, looking at the figure that had disappeared in the wind.
This plot is so fast that she didn't react, from coming here, inexplicably participating in the selection of the imperial chef, to being kicked out, what is this, just go, who is afraid of whom.
Li Muchen glanced at the two plates of black things in his hand, fell to the ground with a "snap", turned around and left in the rain without looking back.
Who knew that she didn't look when she walked, but she hit a person around the corner, hit her head on the ground, and fainted with her eyes rolled.
When Li Muchen woke up again, he found that he was not in the original small dilapidated house.
The surroundings are still antique, but the whole room is very neat and clean.
"Are you awake?"
When she looked at the surrounding environment, a warm voice came from her ears, Li Muchen looked up, and after seeing the appearance of the person, he reached out and immediately wrapped the quilt and retreated, until she retreated to the wall and couldn't retreat.
"You, don't come here."