The crowd was talking, and all of this was like the wind blowing in Mo Jing's ears, without setting off the slightest wave on his face.

After processing the ingredients, Mokyo began to cook.

The oil in the pot made a sizzling sound with the burning of the firewood, which was wonderful and crisp, causing people to swallow saliva involuntarily, and after the oil was hot, Mojing poured the dish down and stir-fried.

When it is 3 minutes cooked, quickly add to the plate.

"Hey, that dish isn't cooked yet, is it?"

"Ahh ”

"But don't you notice that the uncooked dishes look delicious?"

"Of course it's good if it's not fried, but it's already wilted, where is there still a look." ”

......

The audience is obviously very knowledgeable about eating, and each of them expresses their own opinions.

Chu Xiangjun quietly stared at Mo Jing's every move, only to see that after he finished frying the vegetables, he took out a row of casseroles.

Mo Jing added the various ingredients that had been prepared in the small bowl before, poured in water, and at the end, poured the freshly fried vegetables into it.

Chu Xiangjun's eyes widened.

Is this a messy stew?

As an entry-level chef, we all know that putting the dish in a pot and stewing it is the lowest method, even if you use a casserole, but as long as the dish is stewed, it will inevitably lose its own taste and flavor.

Chu Xiangjun is becoming more and more unable to understand Mojing, the possession of the kitchen god when he was chopping vegetables and the upper body of the housewife when he is cooking now, the front and back are not the same realm at all.

Will the food that comes out of this taste good?

Chu Xiangjun expressed his doubts, and Bo Bo stretched lazily, and then yawned and suddenly said to Chu Xiangjun: "I want to eat hot pot." ”

Chu Xiangjun: "......"

Don't be willful early in the morning, who will eat hot pot early in the morning.

How did Chu Xiangjun know that the reason why Bo Bo suddenly had such an appetite was entirely because of Mo Jing, and the food he cooked would automatically exude an attractive aroma and arouse people's desire for ideal food.

The best thing Bo Bo has ever eaten is the hot pot made by Chu Xiangjun, so at this moment, she suddenly said that she wanted to eat hot pot.

This is not unfounded.

"I'll get it for you in the evening. ”

Chu Xiangjun comforted, but Bo Bo was unrelenting.

"I want to eat it now, this storage ring is for you, it contains the ingredients, you can make it for me now." ”

Like a vexatious child, Bobo's voice was so loud that it quickly attracted the strange glances of the other guests around her.

After Mo Jing heard the sound of Bobo, he just raised his head and glanced at Chu Xiangjun, and then continued the movements in his hands.

He seems to be going to make a cake?

Chu Xiangjun's eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Jing's every move, and the two broken strings in his mind were about to be connected.

"Chu Xiangjun, make me hot pot, I want to eat hot pot. ”

This time, Bobo's loud voice attracted the attention of all the guests in the courtyard.

Chu Xiangjun: "......"

Why are you so willful, you are stealing from a teacher to learn art, can you still be a happy and friendly friend?

Please don't bother!

Chu Xiangjun felt so tired, and Wu Mei seized this opportunity and stood up with a smile.

"It turns out that Miss Chu is also very good at cooking. ”

Wu Mei's voice seemed to ask, but she used an affirmative sentence, and Chu Xiangjun's heart was ten thousand ***.

If you want to make trouble, can't you use all your energy to deal with your new rival first.

I'm going to steal the teacher!