"It smells so good. It seems that your cooking skills are getting better and better!"
Simu put his nose close to the room and was filled with the aroma of various dishes. He couldn't help licking his lips with his tongue.
Lord Maoshan's founder, I, Simu, am not lying, this smells really good!
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "I'm afraid the chef in Huixianglou is not as good as you, brother. Why should we be Taoist priests? We can just be chefs."
The four of them looked longing, "Brother, you will be in charge of cooking, and I will be in charge of eating. Then you will teach me how to keep me fat and white. What a life like that!"
He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid only gods can afford it!"
"Hey, junior brother, I haven't seen you for a few days. How come your mouth has become so sweet?" Uncle Jiu walked out from the inner room, holding half a fried golden, crispy, soft, fragrant and tempting dough stick in his hand. The rich aroma almost made Simu cry.
“Crack!”
Uncle Jiu took a light bite, and the crisp and loud taste with a faint fragrance immediately emanated. He looked at the pitiful Simu and couldn't help shaking his head.
"Why are you looking at me? Do you want me to give you half?"
Uncle Jiu took two more bites and ate all the dough sticks. He licked his fingers with satisfaction, "It's not too much, not much at all!"
Simu was completely speechless. You were eating in front of me and not sharing any with me. This was simply too much!
Are you still the cute and respectable senior brother in my mind? ! !
He took a deep breath, brewing the emotions in his heart, and his expression changed, "Brother! Good brother! Look at you, you are handsome, and your cooking skills are so good. Which girl would not give you a thumbs up and say that Uncle Jiu is amazing!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
Uncle Jiu looked at the coquettish Si Mu with a look of disgust. His little apprentice Russell was so cute when he was acting coquettishly. How could you, a big man in his thirties or forties, act coquettishly here and don't you think it's disgusting
"You're flattering the wrong person. This isn't something I made. You know my cooking skills, but it's barely good enough to kill someone."
That's right!
Simu suddenly realized what was going on. He had said that when he came here a month ago, Uncle Jiu’s cooking skills were just average. How could it be so good now
The taste is so tempting.
Just like the coquettish vixen he often met on the street, with her seductive dancing moves, big breasts, perky butt, and charming eyes!
Simu pushed away Uncle Jiu who was blocking the kitchen door and said, "Go away! You are wasting my feelings."
He rushed into the kitchen like a monkey with its butt on fire. Uncle Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You are so good, Simu. You really look like a starving ghost reincarnated."
Simu ran in a hurry, not only because he was hungry, but also because the smell of the fried food was so delicious.
And I also want to see who is the beauty that senior brother is hiding in his secret house
Why is it a golden house to hide a beauty
Isn't this nonsense? There is no man in the world who is good at making fried rice. Aren't it women who cook delicious food
This is the truth that Simu, who has been single for many years, has realized.
How did he come to this conclusion
Because the dishes cooked by his apprentice Jiale are never as delicious as those cooked by Ikkiu, the female apprentice next door.
He couldn't blame his apprentice for this.
Because Simu’s cooking is not delicious either, that’s fine, he had a comrade-in-arms who shared the same pain with him.
Master Ikkyu.
He can't cook either.
But ever since he accepted a female apprentice, the quality of the food has been rising rapidly.
Simu was extremely envious. He wished he could cast a spell to turn Jiale into a woman, or catch two female fairies and keep them at home to cook.
But the fairy can't cook!
well!
Simu just stepped into the kitchen and could hardly believe his eyes.
Next to the high stove, little Russell stood on a chair, frying vegetables seriously. His expression was extremely serious, and the fragrant aroma came from the pot.
this...
Simu was dumbfounded. He couldn't help feeling a little jealous. He was so handsome, so talented, and his cooking was so delicious.
What a good apprentice!
He couldn't help but think of his good disciple Jia Le, who knew nothing, was dull, and cooked terrible food.
Simu touched his chin. Could it be that his apprentice opened it in the wrong way
Um.
Go back and use your three-meter-long sword to teach him a lesson. Maybe he will learn it after a while of fighting.
"What is this?"
Simu saw something covered tightly by a basin on the kitchen stove nearby, and subconsciously wanted to uncover it and take a look.
Russell looked a little terrified and screamed.
“No!”
But it was too late, Simu had already opened the lid, and the next moment, a dazzling golden light flashed.
Simu suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes and was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and almost knocked down Uncle Jiu who came in.
Russell was gloating, but he did it on purpose. He clearly saw Simu's action, but he reminded him a little late, and then let Simu be blinded, in revenge for having his pants pulled off by Simu this morning.
He, Russell, is very narrow-minded.
"Junior brother, why are you in such a hurry? The food is not ready yet." Uncle Jiu tried hard to hold back his laughter. The first time he did so, he was not on guard and was blinded by the flash.
From that day on, Uncle Jiu understood one thing: his little apprentice Russell was not only extremely talented, but also might be the reincarnation of the God of Cookery.
The cooking skills were really good, and it was the first time he saw glowing fried rice.
Simu rubbed his eyes and his nose kept twitching.
It smells so good!
The aroma of the oil blends with the aroma of various spices and ingredients, and as time goes by, it completely blends together to become an alluring fragrance.
That fragrance was like a charming little goblin, making Simu, who was already hungry, even hungrier. Simu swallowed his saliva.
He was getting a little hungry and thirsty!
Simu picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl and started eating, swallowing in big mouthfuls and shedding tears of happiness as he ate.
Russell almost laughed like a pig, but since Uncle Jiu was here, he didn't dare laugh too wildly. Although Uncle Jiu was more cheerful, he still followed some rules very rigidly.
For example, you cannot laugh at your elders, no matter how funny the thing is.
Wencai and Qiu Sheng also had strange expressions on their faces, and they tried hard to hold back their laughter as they looked at Simu who was eating seriously.
Uncle Jiu wanted to say something but stopped himself. He could only touch Erhei's head at his feet. Erhei looked at Simu pitifully.
This bad guy not only didn't give me milk, but also stole my job.
"Woof?"
It let out an angry roar, shameless dog thief!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Simu laughed wildly as he ate, "What I ate before was really pig food!"
He laughed three times, then immediately went back to eating, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch his food away.
It’s true!
The tempting aroma made Erhei so anxious that he kept scratching Simu's trouser corner with his little paws.
"Woof?"
You bastard! Return my bowl to me!