Chapter 398

"Ha ha, Third Master, you see, this is much better than the ones you just pinched. Then put the ingredients on it and press it tightly. A sushi will be ready."

As soon as Zhang Ma saw the crooked sushi, she said with a smile.

"The third master is smart. He just pinched a few. He learned the right way so quickly."

How many? Zhang Ma, are you sure it's not dozens?

The corner of Qin Cang's mouth smoked for a while and silently looked at Zhang ma.

"Well." Fu Jin Han answered, and the gloomy expression on his face was relieved.

Encouraged by Zhang's mother, Fu chin Han took up the knife, lowered his head attentively and began to deal with fresh sashimi, shellfish and shrimps.

Looking at Fu Jin Han's concentrated expression, Zhang Ma continued to encourage him from one side: "the third master's knife technique is really good. It's crisp and sharp, so it can best keep the delicious food."

"And the sushi just now is very good for beginners. If Miss Mianmian knew it was made by the third master, she would be very moved."

Qin Cang make complaints about the crooked sushi from the side.

"Ma Zhang, are you serious? The sushi made by the third master is a disaster, isn't it

What else is better than those before——

Well, the finished product is much better than those failed products.

But he couldn't figure out what the good third master had to cook for Miss Jiang himself?

Qin Cang thought more and more from one side and felt puzzled. He felt that his head was almost paste.

"What's the matter?" Fu Jin Han looked at Qin Cang's expression of desire to talk and stop, and opened his mouth coldly.

"Third Master, I'm a little curious. Why do you suddenly think of making sushi yourself?" Qin Cang light cough a few ask a way.

"Well, girlfriends love it." Fu Jin Han nodded and said this sentence, which made Qin Cang stunned on the spot.

A few minutes later, Qin Cang responded and immediately covered his face in pain.

Oh, how did he feel that he was about to be fed with this bucket of dog food before lunch?

Fu Jinhan glanced at him coldly: "steam another pot of rice, and bring it after steaming."

"Ah? Ah, I know. I'll go now. " Qin Cang smell speech, saw in front of that big pot of empty rice, quickly nodded.

Then under the cover of Fu Jin Hansen's cold breath, he went to steam the rice.

Finally, Fu Jin Han made a total of 20 sushi, two rice balls and a tuna, holding sushi rolls in his hand, and placed them in a delicate wooden plate with an expression of concentration.

"Hoo, it's done at last."

Qin Cang looked at the plate of sushi in front of him and was relieved.

After the first one was crooked, the sushi made by the third master behind became more and more upright and exquisite. It really looked like that.

"Third Master, can I call Miss Jiang now?" Qin Cang asked.

"Just a moment." Fu Jin Han opened his mouth, his hands were still busy on the chopping board, and his eyes did not glance at Qin Cang.

"Why? Isn't it ready? What else is there? " Qin Cang stretched his neck and looked at Fu Jin Han.

It didn't matter. Qin Cang opened his eyes on the spot and felt that he was about to be blinded by the things in his hands.

In the middle of Fu Jin Han's hands, there was a mass of rice dyed pink.

And his eyes are seriously staring at the rice, hands slightly unfamiliar with the move, pinch a love shape out.