Chapter 26

"Xiang Hai, you are over sixty years old, and you still lie. Do you want to fight?" Ye Kongming said very displeased.

"Fourth grandfather, third uncle, I didn't cheat you. The chef I invited is Ye Guangrong of our village." Ye Xianghai said gloomily. How can we tell the truth by ourselves? We don't believe it.

"Is it really Ye Guangrong?"

Seeing that ye Xianghai didn't look like a liar, ye Kongming asked again with certainty. After all, this is so unexpected.

"Really, it's Ye Rongrong who is a great cook."

Ye Xianghai said positively. In fact, if ye Xianghai had not tasted the dishes made by Ye Rongrong, he would not have been so good at cooking.

"You really didn't lie to us?" Ye Kongming asked incredulously.

"Uncle, how dare I cheat you? What I said is true." Ye Xianghai said positively.

"How is that possible?"

The old men at the table are surprised and always feel that they can't believe it. Ye Guangrong is a famous lazy man in Taoyuan village. People in the village all know this, but no one has ever heard that he has such a powerful skill. No matter where he goes, he can be like a dog. How can he stay in the village like him and be despised.

"Fourth grandfather, third uncle, if you don't believe me, let's go to the backyard." Ye Xianghai saw that there were still some people who didn't believe what he said, and some said anxiously.

"Well, let's go to the back kitchen to have a look and urge the dishes by the way. Just a few dishes is not enough for everyone." Ye Dequan said. The main reason is that my mouth is too greedy and I want to urge food.

So a group of people got up and went to the place where the stove was put in the backyard.

's two backyard side kitchen, Ye Rongyao with bare shoulders, is waving and stirring in two big cauldron, which is full of cooking shovel.

The forehead is full of fine beads of sweat. From time to time, one of them falls on the red hot stove iron. With the sound of "Yila", a wisp of white mist rises.

It takes a lot of energy to cook such a big pot. If ye Guangrong's physique had not been improved by one level, ye Guangrong would not have been able to bear such a job.

Under the "supervision" of Ye Fugui on one side, the small pot of "Gongbao diced chicken" on the left side of the stove was quickly fried with fragrant flavor.

Ye Rongyao left the stove on the left side of the drum blowaway, and the shovel flew four shovels, and placed twelve plates placed beside the word one by one. Then he hurriedly said to Ye Fugui couple who helped him to fight next to him: "rich uncle, aunt, and a good one, you can take it out!"

Then he put the lid on the big pot with haiza soup on the right stove and turned down the power of the blower, so that he could pull off the towel hanging on one side and wipe the sweat on his forehead.

When ye Rongrong raises his hand to get the towel, he looks at Ye Xianghai leading a group of old men to his side. His fifth grandfather Ye has always been among them.

"Taigong, how did you come to the backyard?"

Ye Guangrong turned off the fire in a hurry, and the man went up and said respectfully. No way, Taoyuan Village high generation of big people all came, their younger generation also have to be careful to wait.

"You made all the dishes we ate just now."

Ye Dequan looked at Ye Rongrong in shock and asked. Now I saw Ye Rongrong cooking with my own eyes, but ye Dequan was not surprised. I didn't expect that ye Rongrong, a famous lazy man in his village, could cook so well.

"Tai Gong, I fried those dishes." Ye Guangrong nodded. This old man's seniority is too high. Ye Guangrong had to reply carefully.

"Glory, when did you cook like this? Why don't we know?" Ye always asked doubtfully.

"You haven't eaten my cooking before. Of course you don't know that I can cook."

Ye Guangrong replied. After all, ye Rongrong has never cooked before. We don't know whether ye Rongrong can cook or not. We don't know how the dishes Ye Rongrong cooked before taste. All of Ye Rongrong's words put everyone's questions back.

"Who did you learn cooking from?"

Ye Xiangde asked curiously. You know, if you can teach Ye Rongrong's cooking skills so well, that person must be a great figure in the culinary industry.

"Well My master won't let me say

Ye Rongrong said with a embarrassed face. In fact, ye Rongrong did not know how to answer this question. After all, if a lie is not made up well, it's easy to let it slip. It's better not to say anything.

"In that case, I won't ask."

Ye Xiangde said with some disappointment. Until ye Guangrong is not allowed to tell who his master is, and those who learn the craft all know the rules of the trade. If you can't tell them, you can't ask more.

"Glory, since you have such ability, why don't you go out and do a good job and live at home?" Ye always said very unhappily.

"It's too tired to be a cook." Ye Rongrong said.

"You can't help ah Dou."Ye has always said that he hates iron but not steel. My nephew looks like a dog. He's just too lazy. He used to live on his parents, but later he'll see what he can do. It's really hard for his beautiful daughter-in-law. What a sin.

"All the time, you don't have to be proud. He has such cooking skills. He won't starve to death. You don't have to worry too much. Children and grandchildren have their own happiness." Ye Dequan looked at Ye Rongrong deeply and said.

"Fourth grandfather, you're right. If you really get there, you won't be hungry if you have this skill." Ye always wants to understand that although his nephew is lazy, as long as he has this cooking skill, he will still have a way to live when he can't eat.

"Tai Gong, are you here?" See everyone always pull the topic in their own body, ye glory pull the topic to ask.

"Oh, we are hasters. Your cooking is too slow. We've been waiting for a long time, so we'll hasten it."

Ye Kongming said. After all, I don't believe Ye Rongrong has such cooking skills. Come to the backyard to verify it. Such words hurt people's self-esteem. I can't say it.

"Well, Taigong, please go back to your seat. I'll speed up the cooking." Ye Rongrong said.

"That can't be bad." Ye Dequan said somewhat uneasily.

"Taigong, you can rest assured that my cooking skills will surely satisfy you. There is nothing to say."

Ye Rongrong said confidently. I'm the "Kitchen God" now. I'm sorry for the name of "Kitchen God" because I can't make these home cooked dishes well.

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Ye Shuting's "University banquet" is naturally perfect under Ye Rongrong's superb cooking skills. Although all the guests were full of food and burped, they felt that their stomachache was unbearable, but they all felt that they were not satisfied.

Naturally, the task of cleaning up the mess will not fall into the hands of Ye Guangrong, a master who has been tired all day. Some of his fellow villagers help. So after the wedding banquet, ye Guangrong did not say hello to Ye Xianghai's family and went home by himself.

"Congratulations on the host's completion of" helping Ye Shuting to attend the University wedding banquet ". The system evaluates the completion of the task as excellent, and rewards the honor value of 300 points." When ye Guangrong returned to his home, the sound of electronic synthesis of the system rang out in his mind.

Hearing the sound of system reward, ye Rongrong, who has been tired for a day, feels that his whole body is full of strength now. He goes to the bedroom in a hurry. Ye Rongrong is in a hurry to go to the lottery.

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