"Hey, can you do it? Don't burn the kitchen!" Huo Dong was very worried. Seeing how the eldest lady didn't touch the spring water, she might not even be as good as him.

He still cooks egg noodles anyway, but I haven't seen this tigress cook anything these days.

"Open your dog's eyes to see clearly!"

Gu Shengnan turned her head and rolled her eyes. She has learned to cook from her family's cook since she was a child. As a lady, good cooking skills are a must, and both Chinese and Western food have to be good at a few dishes.

Then, Huo Dong and Tang Qijin saw that the pieces of meat of different sizes on the chopping board, under Gu Shengnan's skillful hands, became neat and beautiful, sized like an array, the cumbersome The kitchen knife was so well-behaved under Gu Shengnan's slender men that they both had eyes.

The two looked at each other, looking at this posture, their cooking skills were quite good.

Soon, the two brothers became excited, and their mouths were drooling. There was delicious braised pork to eat right away. They wanted to eat five bowls of rice.

"Can I peel the garlic for you?"

Huo Dong took the initiative to find work and was very attentive. Tang Qijin was too embarrassed to be idle and wanted to peel some ginger.

"It's useless!"

Gu Shengnan chased them out again. No need to peel a little garlic. She took out a few heads of garlic and placed them on the chopping board. Then she saw her raising the kitchen knife, sinking into her dantian, and slapped it neatly down.

With a loud bang, Huo Dong and Tang Qijin couldn't help shaking, not understanding why Gu Shengnan treated innocent garlic so brutally.

Then they saw that the garlic that was not very easy to peel, after one slap, the garlic skin automatically fell off, and it was easily peeled off, revealing the smashed garlic, which was saved.

Ginger is also the same operation. After scraping the skin, wash it clean, and then slap it hard, the **** becomes a Jiang Mo, just cut a few knives and it is done. Seeing that Gu Shengnan looks like a kung fu master, Huo Dong and Tang Qijin leave silently. In the kitchen, one person took the vacuum cleaner, the other took the rag, and cleaned the house.

Hearing the movement outside, Gu Shengnan stuck his head out and saw these two guys who were usually lazy.

For the sake of these two guys' conscious labor, let's make eggplant with minced meat and double-cooked pork.

The smell from the kitchen wafted out one after another, making Huo Dong and Tang Qijin feel hungry, as if a dog was scratching in their stomachs, and their saliva was drooling. I really wanted to start eating now.

"time to eat!"

Gu Shengnan came out with a large plate of braised pork. The shiny braised pork lay quietly on the white plate. The rich gravy exuded an alluring aroma of meat. The two brothers couldn't help swallowing.

It's the smell of grandma (grandma)!

"I'm going to serve the meal!" Huo Dong.

"I'll go get chopsticks!" Tang Qijin.

The two of them flew into the kitchen in a hurry. Surprise was waiting for them. There were actually three dishes in the kitchen, tofu with minced meat, double-cooked pork, and lettuce with oyster sauce. Three meat and one vegetarian food were too extravagant.

If they don't make six bowls of rice today, they don't deserve to be rice cooks.

After the dishes were neatly arranged, Huo Dong stopped Tang Qijin, who was going to take the dishes, took out his mobile phone and took several photos from different angles, selected the most perfect one, and sent it to the circle of friends——

"Have a meal!"

The words are concise and concise, but these dishes are not simple at all. In a few minutes, there are dozens of likes and comments, basically Huo Dong's classmates and friends.

"Fuck, I can eat three bowls of rice with this braised pork!"

"Are you an animal? You learned to cook after studying. I think you can definitely make money by opening a Chinese restaurant over there!"

"You definitely didn't do it. You're not Jinwu Zangjiao, right?"

A classmate thinks he has discovered the truth. Huo Dong's stinky cooking skills, even if he learns for another 100 years, he will not be able to make such excellent four dishes. They must be made by others, and—

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