Chapter 20 The Cook Doesn't Steal, He Doesn't Harvest the Grain.
"Hey, this old bastard has eaten gunpowder?" the Great Elder walked in confused.
Mu Yang stretched and climbed out of bed, "No way, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is tense." ”
"Let's go, let's have breakfast. With a wave of his hand, the Great Elder led Mu Yang out and made it look like his own home.
Every time I met someone, I nodded and said, "Well, everyone's morning." ”
Although no one paid any attention to him.
In the dining room last night, Old Dragon and Long Xiaoxia were already sitting there, looking like the two of them had just finished arguing.
"It's okay, father-in-law, after all, the child is older, and now he pays attention to the freedom of marriage and love...... Mu Yang nodded slightly, reached out and patted the old dragonman's arm.
The old dragon man saw that the Great Elder seemed to have arrived at his own home, and he couldn't help the emotions he had just reined in.
Now in Mu Yang's opinion, how can he be as elegant as when the old dragon man came to the Seven Feelings Sect.
"Hey, on the contrary, I am the only one who still maintains my original intention. Mu Yang was a little emotional.
"After breakfast in a while, I'll take you to cook, and pick pigs after cooking. The old dragon man forced out some smiles.
"I'm done early, I'll send you on your way early. ”
“......”
"Ah, I didn't mean that, I meant to send you away. ”
Mu Yang could see that the old dragon man was very irritable now, and he was now in a state where he could explode at any time.
"Understood, understood. Mu Yang nodded again and again, "Everything is up to you." ”
The old dragonman's face softened a little.
Mu Yang kicked his shoes out and kicked them at Long Xiaoxia's feet, Long Xiaoxia looked at her stupidly, Mu Yang glanced at her and motioned for her to say a few words.
Long Xiaoxia was a little restrained, maybe he hadn't recovered from that conversation, Long Xiaoxia opened his mouth in embarrassment.
"That...... Brother?"
"......" Mu Yang covered his face.
"Ahhh
"Hey, no, Dad!" Long Xiaoxia was also anxious and jumped out.
The Great Elder lifted the table up without changing his face, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Serve!"
"Yangyang, what do you want?" Xiaoqing asked when he saw Mu Yang touching his chin and thinking about something.
"Ah, I was just thinking, my father-in-law's personality collapsed so quickly. ”
Of course, Mu Yang also summed up a philosophical question.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, but if you spend too much time with the Seven Feelings Sect, you will also become a fool.
After eating, someone led Mu Yang to the kitchen, and as soon as he entered the door, two people were holding their arms and standing next to the stove and squinting at Mu Yang.
With a big head and a thick neck, he is not a big man.
The two of them exude an unruly look and the posture of a high-level professional.
These two should be the chefs of the Northern Wilderness Dynasty.
"Hey, boy, you're talking about five meals for two pigs, how many have you eaten?"
"Do you have a stove high?"
"Do you know how to take a kitchen knife?"
Listening to this insult to his chef career, Mu Yang's face darkened, and he moved a small stool over, "Since you want to say so......"
"Come on, break your head. Mu Yang stretched out his hand and picked up the kitchen knife, and weighed it in his hand, "I'll make a dish now, I allow you to see, after I'm done, if you can imitate a decent dish, I don't want this pig, I'll give it all to you!"
“......”
The two people were stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh, but for some reason, they couldn't laugh at all.
"Since you want to gamble, we can't bully you, so if the two of us can't imitate it, the two of us are willing to be your apprentices!"
"Why!" As soon as Mu Yang heard this, he was not happy at that time, "Whether the relationship is won or lost, you earn it?"
Mu Yang felt a burst of grief and indignation in his heart, and made up his mind to show them a hand.
Or that sentence, if I don't show you a hand, who knows Lao Tzu, who wrote the Tao Te Ching?
Mu Yang was spinning around in the kitchen, smashing his mouth.
The dynasty is worthy of being a dynasty, there are so many things in it, even if the other sects in the Northern Wilderness are all added together, it is estimated that it is not as good as the things of this dynasty.
Muyang hadn't seen this kind of kitchen for a long time.
"Oh, okay, you still make tofu?" Mu Yang saw a piece of tender tofu on the other side of the table.
A chef raised his head triumphantly, "That's, haven't you eaten it?"
"Yes. Mu Yang reached out and picked up the piece of tofu and put it on the board.
At the same time, Mu Yang actually saw half a chicken, although it didn't look particularly fresh, but it was a chicken.
Mu Yang took half of the chicken and boiled the chicken soup with three times and five divided by two.
"You...... You!" The two cooks next to him were dumbfounded, "What a chicken, you actually took it to boil water?"
"That's right, if it's us, we roast it on the fire, it's charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and it's oily, but you've wasted such a chicken!?"
Mu Yang didn't bother to explain to them that although the roast chicken was delicious, in the current situation, chicken soup was more suitable.
"Da ......" Mu Yang pressed the kitchen knife with one hand and gently pressed on the tofu with the other, adding water to the tofu every few cuts.
"What is this!?" The two people next to him suddenly exclaimed, "You...... You actually chopped tofu into a puree?"
"If we were to cut the tofu into pieces and dip it in chili peppers, it would be delicious......!"
There was an old man who watched chess and was beaten twice in three days, because he loved BB when he watched people play chess.
"Shut your mouth for me!" Mu Yang suddenly scolded, "You two will respond to me again and cut off your heads with one sword." ”
"Oh......" The two of them were taken aback and took a strategic step back.
In the face of the unnutritious "guidance" that appears in your work, only a knife can solve the problem.
Mu Yang cut all the ingredients such as shiitake mushrooms and chicken breasts, and dragged the two of them to the iron pot.
Then use a kitchen knife to scoop up the "tofu puree" on the cutting board and put it into the water.
Gently shaken it away, and the lump of "tofu puree" turned into a trace.
"I'm not trying to show off, I'm just trying to make you look at what to do. ”
Although he said that, the two people were dumbfounded, but in terms of knife work, the best of the two of them was only cut into the dough.
Muyang's chicken soup, with a variety of ingredients cut as thin as a hair, when the finished product is made, it seems that the golden light on it can be faintly seen.
"Ghost ...... Fantastic. ”
"I'm sorry, I'm not worthy of cooking!"
One of the chefs rushed to the cutting board, picked up the kitchen knife and wanted to chop it on his hand.
"Stop!" Mu Yang is now a master of the condensation level, and when he suddenly made a move, he slapped the kitchen knife off.
"Little brother, don't stop me! I, I'm ......" The chef's face was full of excitement, and there was even tears flowing from his eyes.
Mu Yang picked up the kitchen knife and blew it, reaching out and pointing at the kitchen knife next to him that looked a little thicker, "No, I didn't mean that, this is a kitchen knife, and the meat knife is there." ”
“......”
"Now it's up to you two. Mu Yang sneered, turned the kitchen knife out of his hand, and nailed it to the board.
"That's all there is to it, which of you two starts wasting it first?"
Arrogance, what arrogance.
It's just that the Great Elder has eaten the five private dishes for so many years, and he hasn't said that the Five Elders are wasting it.
But now, the two of them have no complaints.
"In this society, we never look at age, only ability. Mu Yang sighed, feeling the loneliness of the high place.
"Let's go out if it's okay, I'll be busy for a while. ”
Mu Yang was enough, and he didn't embarrass these two people, and blasted them out.
There is a pair of football socks on the side of the table, and Mu Yang puts the dish in every time he cooks it.
If there was such a thing in my previous life, how happy it would be to order a takeout.
Mu Yang was skillfully stir-frying in the pot, and when it was almost over, he tasted the taste, and then the movements in his hands suddenly slowed down.
"I've tasted it, but my seven masters and three uncles haven't tasted it yet......"
Mu Yang hesitated slightly, dialed a small half of the plate out, and then Mu Yang evened out the contents of the other plates into this plate.
"Tut-tut, it's seamless. Mu Yang couldn't help but admire his keen observation.
Mu Yang thought about it for a while, in fact, he can't call it stealing, I take a certain commission for each dish, and then I can't see anything either.
"Well, that's right. Mu Yang nodded, feeling his soul soothed.
Just as Mu Yang stuffed a plate of pork knuckles into his socks, a voice sounded.
"Yangyang, are you a little too much?"
Mu Yang's hand shook and he almost threw the pig's elbow on the ground.
"Ha, hahaha. Mu Yang touched his head and stuffed the pig's elbow into the football socks, "I was a little tired, I was confused, and I recognized the wrong storage bag." ”
"Hmph. The old dragon man snorted, "Take less!
......
"Little third son, you see if this statue of the ancestor can be changed, I always feel that it is not powerful enough. The Fifth Elder scratched his heart guard hair, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.
"This is not good, how can the statue of the ancestor be changed casually......" Three thousand took a few steps back, since he came to the Seven Feelings Sect, he had always felt that this person might have a problem with his brain.
After all, he is a man with his hair on his chest, and no one knows what is in the braised egg on it.
The Fifth Elder glared at him, "What's the matter, I can't control you?"
"Yes, yes. ”
"Okay, listen to me, take off his arm first. The five elders pointed to the arm of the ancestor and pointed at the country.
"I ...... No way. ”