After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
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The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
"Vinegar cabbage."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
Teacher Cen couldn't help but feel a little sad: "If you are willing to stay in the academy and be a peaceful disciple, then I can eat a few more meals cooked by you. So I can't help but wonder, should I help you?" ?”
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When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
After saying that, An Zheng packed up his things, picked up the big iron pot and walked out of the small fenced courtyard. Teacher Cen sat there and watched An Zheng leave, thinking that this guy was really a kind-hearted person. When you come, you come, and when you cook, you cook. Whether it’s your eyes or your thoughts, everything is clean.
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
Teacher Cen asked seriously: "You still haven't answered my question, what is the first dish? What is the order?"
"Sir, eat first."
An Zheng said while scraping the fish scales: "Practice depends on your mentality. If your mentality is not good, you will not be able to do anything well. And when a person practices cultivation, his mentality will often become bad, and he will become more irritable and prone to irritability. If you are angry, you will always get angry for no reason. Practicing, whether you have classmates or a master, is actually a very lonely thing, so you need to calm down in other ways, and cooking is a good way. . If you have someone you care about and cook a meal that she likes, and see that she is satisfied with the meal, then you will feel comfortable. "
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
Four dishes and one soup were quickly placed on the table. The smell wafted out, and some people couldn't help but started to get closer, wanting to see clearly what the dishes were.
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
The male instructor raised his hand and wiped his saliva: "Within Daxi, there are only two people who know that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. One is me and the other is His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Daxi. Within Daxi, everyone knows that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. In fact, there are only two people named Cen An instead of Chen An, one is me and the other is Holy Emperor Daxi. If you kill me, wouldn't it be boring if there is still one person who knows this secret? "
An Zheng replied seriously: "I haven't thought about it, I just do whatever I want."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
An Zheng replied seriously: "I haven't thought about it, I just do whatever I want."
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
An Zheng put the packed fish aside, and then pointed to a large iron pot not far away: "It seems that Mr. is a person who never cooks by himself. I looked for it in your wing and didn't look at it. No cooking utensils. So I just took apart an iron pot in the cafeteria without anyone else’s permission. If there is any trouble, I need you to fix it.”
"so what?"
"so what?"
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
An Zheng nodded: "Yes, it was stealing."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
"How did you solve it?"
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
An Zheng nodded: "Yes, it was stealing."
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
Cen An opened his mouth but made no sound.
"This is… "
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
"so what?"
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
She stopped talking and focused on eating. A woman who ate exquisitely was eating a bit ungracefully at this time. But in just a few moments, more than half of the four dishes were eaten. Five minutes later, she smiled sheepishly: "I was eating so seriously that I forgot to leave some for you."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
An Zheng put the packed fish aside, and then pointed to a large iron pot not far away: "It seems that Mr. is a person who never cooks by himself. I looked for it in your wing and didn't look at it. No cooking utensils. So I just took apart an iron pot in the cafeteria without anyone else’s permission. If there is any trouble, I need you to fix it.”
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
"so what?"
"can not say."
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
An Zheng said with a smile: "Although it is just ordinary cabbage, it is not easy to make. It is best to use vegetable cabbage instead of cabbage leaves for vinegar cabbage. Since it is cabbage, there are two problems to be solved. Guaranteed It’s crisp and delicious, but the heat will be too low and the cabbage will taste astringent. If the heat is too old, it will taste soft and tasteless.”
"It's actually... so delicious."
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
“The dish is very thick, tasty and crisp, which is very difficult.”
"How did you solve it?"
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
"When he wrote the three words Du Shaobai, he looked a little unfamiliar. That was obviously not his name."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
An Zheng said while scraping the fish scales: "Practice depends on your mentality. If your mentality is not good, you will not be able to do anything well. And when a person practices cultivation, his mentality will often become bad, and he will become more irritable and prone to irritability. If you are angry, you will always get angry for no reason. Practicing, whether you have classmates or a master, is actually a very lonely thing, so you need to calm down in other ways, and cooking is a good way. . If you have someone you care about and cook a meal that she likes, and see that she is satisfied with the meal, then you will feel comfortable. "
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
"Sir, eat first."
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
"so what?"
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
"This is… "
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
Teacher Cen asked seriously: "You still haven't answered my question, what is the first dish? What is the order?"
"can not say."
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
“Braised grass carp.”
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
An Zheng replied seriously: "I haven't thought about it, I just do whatever I want."
Teacher Cen couldn't help but feel a little sad: "If you are willing to stay in the academy and be a peaceful disciple, then I can eat a few more meals cooked by you. So I can't help but wonder, should I help you?" ?”
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
"Sir, eat first."
Cen An opened his mouth but made no sound.
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
"It's actually... so delicious."
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
She stopped talking and focused on eating. A woman who ate exquisitely was eating a bit ungracefully at this time. But in just a few moments, more than half of the four dishes were eaten. Five minutes later, she smiled sheepishly: "I was eating so seriously that I forgot to leave some for you."
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
Teacher Cen walked back to the house and put on his shoes, then moved a small table out and placed it in the middle of the yard. As if she was worried that the people on the distant hills could not see clearly, she also lit a circle of candles around the small table, which was very bright. From a distance, it looked like stars surrounding the small table, which looked particularly sentimental.
Cen An: "Shut up! Don't mention that name again."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
On the hilltop, those who were waiting to watch the excitement sank in an instant. A good mountain was just gone. Not only is it gone, a big pit has sunk into the place where the hill was originally. Amidst the churning waves of earth, hundreds of people fell into it. The most embarrassing thing is that after the hillock turned into a pit, spring water actually flowed out from below, and the pit was quickly filled up, forming a small lake.
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
"Sir, eat first."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
"Sir, eat first."
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
Teacher Cen asked seriously: "You still haven't answered my question, what is the first dish? What is the order?"
An Zheng put the packed fish aside, and then pointed to a large iron pot not far away: "It seems that Mr. is a person who never cooks by himself. I looked for it in your wing and didn't look at it. No cooking utensils. So I just took apart an iron pot in the cafeteria without anyone else’s permission. If there is any trouble, I need you to fix it.”
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
When the first dish came out, the taste actually made people from far away salivate. The smell is obviously ordinary, but the smell makes you want to eat it and make you drool. It seems to have got into your brain all of a sudden, making you feel dizzy.
Cen An: "I'm not a human being? Doesn't it count if I know it myself?"
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
"This is… "
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
"Sir, eat first."
"Vinegar cabbage."
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
An Zheng didn't explain anything and continued cooking. Five minutes later, the second dish arrived: "Braised eggplant."
After saying that, An Zheng packed up his things, picked up the big iron pot and walked out of the small fenced courtyard. Teacher Cen sat there and watched An Zheng leave, thinking that this guy was really a kind-hearted person. When you come, you come, and when you cook, you cook. Whether it’s your eyes or your thoughts, everything is clean.
"I... I thought it was something that looked a lot like cabbage but not necessarily cabbage, but I didn't expect that you actually just fried a cabbage with vinegar."
When the first dish came out, the taste actually made people from far away salivate. The smell is obviously ordinary, but the smell makes you want to eat it and make you drool. It seems to have got into your brain all of a sudden, making you feel dizzy.
Teacher Cen sighed: "You have a very big request from me. Do you only entertain me with these dishes?"
"Sir, eat first."
"When he wrote the three words Du Shaobai, he looked a little unfamiliar. That was obviously not his name."
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
An Zheng didn't explain anything and continued cooking. Five minutes later, the second dish arrived: "Braised eggplant."
Teacher Cen sighed: "You have a very big request from me. Do you only entertain me with these dishes?"
"I... I thought it was something that looked a lot like cabbage but not necessarily cabbage, but I didn't expect that you actually just fried a cabbage with vinegar."
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
An Zheng didn't explain anything and continued cooking. Five minutes later, the second dish arrived: "Braised eggplant."
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
"can not say."
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
Ye Lan shook his head: "I can't tell. Judging from his body, he is indeed a young man. Judging from his cultivation level, he is about the third or fourth grade of Xiaoman Realm, but I think even a person of fifth grade of Xiaoman Realm can't beat him. . There was one such perverted person, Da Xi. He was so domineering and unreasonable when he was young, but he was also unreasonable when he died. "
"Vinegar cabbage."
"Cooking is also spiritual practice."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
“Braised grass carp.”
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
On the hilltop, those who were waiting to watch the excitement sank in an instant. A good mountain was just gone. Not only is it gone, a big pit has sunk into the place where the hill was originally. Amidst the churning waves of earth, hundreds of people fell into it. The most embarrassing thing is that after the hillock turned into a pit, spring water actually flowed out from below, and the pit was quickly filled up, forming a small lake.
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
"Three things to do."
An Zheng didn't explain anything and continued cooking. Five minutes later, the second dish arrived: "Braised eggplant."
"Three things to do."
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
Four dishes and one soup were quickly placed on the table. The smell wafted out, and some people couldn't help but started to get closer, wanting to see clearly what the dishes were.
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
Teacher Cen sighed: "You have a very big request from me. Do you only entertain me with these dishes?"
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
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An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
"Sir, eat first."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
An Zheng said while scraping the fish scales: "Practice depends on your mentality. If your mentality is not good, you will not be able to do anything well. And when a person practices cultivation, his mentality will often become bad, and he will become more irritable and prone to irritability. If you are angry, you will always get angry for no reason. Practicing, whether you have classmates or a master, is actually a very lonely thing, so you need to calm down in other ways, and cooking is a good way. . If you have someone you care about and cook a meal that she likes, and see that she is satisfied with the meal, then you will feel comfortable. "
"How did you solve it?"
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
Teacher Cen asked seriously: "You still haven't answered my question, what is the first dish? What is the order?"
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
“Braised grass carp.”
"This is… "
Teacher Cen sighed: "You have a very big request from me. Do you only entertain me with these dishes?"
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
An Zheng: "No, no, it's you entertaining me. After all, I'm in your home."
Cen An opened his mouth but made no sound.
Cen An: "Shut up! Don't mention that name again."
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
"Vinegar cabbage."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
An Zheng said with a smile: "Although it is just ordinary cabbage, it is not easy to make. It is best to use vegetable cabbage instead of cabbage leaves for vinegar cabbage. Since it is cabbage, there are two problems to be solved. Guaranteed It’s crisp and delicious, but the heat will be too low and the cabbage will taste astringent. If the heat is too old, it will taste soft and tasteless.”
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
Cen An: "I'm not a human being? Doesn't it count if I know it myself?"
"so what?"
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
"Sir, eat first."
"It's actually... so delicious."
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
Teacher Cen walked back to the house and put on his shoes, then moved a small table out and placed it in the middle of the yard. As if she was worried that the people on the distant hills could not see clearly, she also lit a circle of candles around the small table, which was very bright. From a distance, it looked like stars surrounding the small table, which looked particularly sentimental.
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
Ye Lan shook his head: "I can't tell. Judging from his body, he is indeed a young man. Judging from his cultivation level, he is about the third or fourth grade of Xiaoman Realm, but I think even a person of fifth grade of Xiaoman Realm can't beat him. . There was one such perverted person, Da Xi. He was so domineering and unreasonable when he was young, but he was also unreasonable when he died. "
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
An Zheng said with a smile: "Although it is just ordinary cabbage, it is not easy to make. It is best to use vegetable cabbage instead of cabbage leaves for vinegar cabbage. Since it is cabbage, there are two problems to be solved. Guaranteed It’s crisp and delicious, but the heat will be too low and the cabbage will taste astringent. If the heat is too old, it will taste soft and tasteless.”
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
"How did you solve it?"
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
"How did you solve it?"
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
"Home-cooked food has a stronger taste. Neither my husband nor I have reached the age where we should eat lighter meals. If my husband doesn't like it, there's nothing we can do about it."
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
"This is… "
"can not say."
When she turned around, her sleeves flicked casually.
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
The male instructor raised his hand and wiped his saliva: "Within Daxi, there are only two people who know that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. One is me and the other is His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Daxi. Within Daxi, everyone knows that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. In fact, there are only two people named Cen An instead of Chen An, one is me and the other is Holy Emperor Daxi. If you kill me, wouldn't it be boring if there is still one person who knows this secret? "
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
“The dish is very thick, tasty and crisp, which is very difficult.”
Cen An: "I'm not a human being? Doesn't it count if I know it myself?"
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
"can not say."
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
"How did you solve it?"
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
She stopped talking and focused on eating. A woman who ate exquisitely was eating a bit ungracefully at this time. But in just a few moments, more than half of the four dishes were eaten. Five minutes later, she smiled sheepishly: "I was eating so seriously that I forgot to leave some for you."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
An Zheng replied seriously: "I haven't thought about it, I just do whatever I want."
After taking a shower, Teacher Cen walked out of the house wearing a very casual white linen dress, barefoot, and those beautiful feet could make a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old jealous and speechless. At the door of her house is a small balcony, covered with wooden boards and with railings. She walked out and stood there holding the railing, watching An Zheng busy in the yard.
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
She stopped talking and focused on eating. A woman who ate exquisitely was eating a bit ungracefully at this time. But in just a few moments, more than half of the four dishes were eaten. Five minutes later, she smiled sheepishly: "I was eating so seriously that I forgot to leave some for you."
Four dishes and one soup were quickly placed on the table. The smell wafted out, and some people couldn't help but started to get closer, wanting to see clearly what the dishes were.
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
"Vinegar cabbage."
Water flowed down her hair and wet the clothes on her shoulders.
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
she says.
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
When the first dish came out, the taste actually made people from far away salivate. The smell is obviously ordinary, but the smell makes you want to eat it and make you drool. It seems to have got into your brain all of a sudden, making you feel dizzy.
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
Like a well-behaved child, Teacher Cen took the soup bowl An Zheng handed him and frowned slightly after taking a sip: "Why is it so bland, without any taste... Hey, why do you feel so satisfied?"
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
“Braised grass carp.”
"When he wrote the three words Du Shaobai, he looked a little unfamiliar. That was obviously not his name."
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
On the hilltop, those who were waiting to watch the excitement sank in an instant. A good mountain was just gone. Not only is it gone, a big pit has sunk into the place where the hill was originally. Amidst the churning waves of earth, hundreds of people fell into it. The most embarrassing thing is that after the hillock turned into a pit, spring water actually flowed out from below, and the pit was quickly filled up, forming a small lake.
“Braised grass carp.”
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
Cen An: "You're going too far. I mean, can he be helped up?"
Teacher Cen couldn't help but feel a little sad: "If you are willing to stay in the academy and be a peaceful disciple, then I can eat a few more meals cooked by you. So I can't help but wonder, should I help you?" ?”
"so what?"
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
"Vinegar cabbage."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
An Zheng said: "Sir, you have already helped me."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
“The dish is very thick, tasty and crisp, which is very difficult.”
After saying that, An Zheng packed up his things, picked up the big iron pot and walked out of the small fenced courtyard. Teacher Cen sat there and watched An Zheng leave, thinking that this guy was really a kind-hearted person. When you come, you come, and when you cook, you cook. Whether it’s your eyes or your thoughts, everything is clean.
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
Cen An breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm very curious about the origin of this little guy. Tell me, I know what you actually saw."
Cen An breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm very curious about the origin of this little guy. Tell me, I know what you actually saw."
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
An Zheng didn't explain anything and continued cooking. Five minutes later, the second dish arrived: "Braised eggplant."
"This is… "
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
An Zheng replied seriously: "I haven't thought about it, I just do whatever I want."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
Cen An: "I'm not a human being? Doesn't it count if I know it myself?"
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
"This is… "
When she turned around, her sleeves flicked casually.
When the first dish came out, the taste actually made people from far away salivate. The smell is obviously ordinary, but the smell makes you want to eat it and make you drool. It seems to have got into your brain all of a sudden, making you feel dizzy.
"It's actually... so delicious."
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
An Zheng: "No, no, it's you entertaining me. After all, I'm in your home."
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
An Zheng put the packed fish aside, and then pointed to a large iron pot not far away: "It seems that Mr. is a person who never cooks by himself. I looked for it in your wing and didn't look at it. No cooking utensils. So I just took apart an iron pot in the cafeteria without anyone else’s permission. If there is any trouble, I need you to fix it.”
On the hilltop, those who were waiting to watch the excitement sank in an instant. A good mountain was just gone. Not only is it gone, a big pit has sunk into the place where the hill was originally. Amidst the churning waves of earth, hundreds of people fell into it. The most embarrassing thing is that after the hillock turned into a pit, spring water actually flowed out from below, and the pit was quickly filled up, forming a small lake.
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
An Zheng put the packed fish aside, and then pointed to a large iron pot not far away: "It seems that Mr. is a person who never cooks by himself. I looked for it in your wing and didn't look at it. No cooking utensils. So I just took apart an iron pot in the cafeteria without anyone else’s permission. If there is any trouble, I need you to fix it.”
Ye Lan shook his head: "I can't tell. Judging from his body, he is indeed a young man. Judging from his cultivation level, he is about the third or fourth grade of Xiaoman Realm, but I think even a person of fifth grade of Xiaoman Realm can't beat him. . There was one such perverted person, Da Xi. He was so domineering and unreasonable when he was young, but he was also unreasonable when he died. "
Cen An breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm very curious about the origin of this little guy. Tell me, I know what you actually saw."
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
When she said these words, she glanced at the hill opposite her courtyard. There were already people standing on it, and she didn't know how many there were. It was a large area of darkness. But she didn't care. She just glanced at it and then looked away from the crowd, focusing on watching An Zheng clean up a very fat fish.
Teacher Cen walked back to the house and put on his shoes, then moved a small table out and placed it in the middle of the yard. As if she was worried that the people on the distant hills could not see clearly, she also lit a circle of candles around the small table, which was very bright. From a distance, it looked like stars surrounding the small table, which looked particularly sentimental.
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Cen An opened his mouth but made no sound.
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
Teacher Cen politely took a mouthful of vinegary cabbage and put it in her mouth. She just didn't want An Zheng to feel that she was particularly disappointed. She is an extremely delicate person when it comes to eating. She would never eat such simple meals. If anyone knew how exquisitely she ate, their jaws would probably drop. But when this ordinary mouthful of cabbage filled her mouth, her expression suddenly changed.
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
Teacher Cen couldn't help but feel a little sad: "If you are willing to stay in the academy and be a peaceful disciple, then I can eat a few more meals cooked by you. So I can't help but wonder, should I help you?" ?”
"This is… "
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
An Zheng said: "Sir, you have already helped me."
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
An Zheng: "Every dish must be ordered in order, because some dishes are easy to cool down, and the taste will be much worse when they are cold. There is no problem if some dishes are colder, so the order of selection is extremely important."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
She stood up and stretched her limbs comfortably: "I haven't seen such an interesting child in the academy for a long time."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
"This is… "
The male instructor raised his hand and wiped his saliva: "Within Daxi, there are only two people who know that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. One is me and the other is His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Daxi. Within Daxi, everyone knows that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. In fact, there are only two people named Cen An instead of Chen An, one is me and the other is Holy Emperor Daxi. If you kill me, wouldn't it be boring if there is still one person who knows this secret? "
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
Teacher Cen couldn't help but feel a little sad: "If you are willing to stay in the academy and be a peaceful disciple, then I can eat a few more meals cooked by you. So I can't help but wonder, should I help you?" ?”
Cen An: "I'm not a human being? Doesn't it count if I know it myself?"
Teacher Cen looked at the male teacher: "Do you want to die?"
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
An Zheng answered seriously: "What do you think, sir?"
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."
She sat down and said, "Ye Lan, do you know where this guy is coming from?"
Cen An: "Shut up! Don't mention that name again."
An Zheng said while scraping the fish scales: "Practice depends on your mentality. If your mentality is not good, you will not be able to do anything well. And when a person practices cultivation, his mentality will often become bad, and he will become more irritable and prone to irritability. If you are angry, you will always get angry for no reason. Practicing, whether you have classmates or a master, is actually a very lonely thing, so you need to calm down in other ways, and cooking is a good way. . If you have someone you care about and cook a meal that she likes, and see that she is satisfied with the meal, then you will feel comfortable. "
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
An Zheng said with a smile: "Although it is just ordinary cabbage, it is not easy to make. It is best to use vegetable cabbage instead of cabbage leaves for vinegar cabbage. Since it is cabbage, there are two problems to be solved. Guaranteed It’s crisp and delicious, but the heat will be too low and the cabbage will taste astringent. If the heat is too old, it will taste soft and tasteless.”
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
An Zheng: "No, no, it's you entertaining me. After all, I'm in your home."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Ye Lan shook his head: "I can't tell. Judging from his body, he is indeed a young man. Judging from his cultivation level, he is about the third or fourth grade of Xiaoman Realm, but I think even a person of fifth grade of Xiaoman Realm can't beat him. . There was one such perverted person, Da Xi. He was so domineering and unreasonable when he was young, but he was also unreasonable when he died. "
He set up the iron pot: "Besides, sir, you don't even have firewood in the yard. I also brought some from the canteen, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. If the canteen asks about it, please, sir. Just explain it together.”
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
Four dishes and one soup were quickly placed on the table. The smell wafted out, and some people couldn't help but started to get closer, wanting to see clearly what the dishes were.
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
An Zheng smiled, stood up, and said goodbye with clasped fists: "Sir, if you eat well, that's the best. Disciple, leave."
Cen An: "You're going too far. I mean, can he be helped up?"
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
Ye Lan nodded: "Of course, it's rare to see such a person who is unfazed and calm in times of crisis. There were two Ye Lans competing for it, but now there is only one Ye Lan left. You also know that I am very lonely. ”
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
"It's actually... so delicious."
An Zheng said with a smile: "Although it is just ordinary cabbage, it is not easy to make. It is best to use vegetable cabbage instead of cabbage leaves for vinegar cabbage. Since it is cabbage, there are two problems to be solved. Guaranteed It’s crisp and delicious, but the heat will be too low and the cabbage will taste astringent. If the heat is too old, it will taste soft and tasteless.”
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
"You don't look like a person who is very good at cooking. I thought you spent all your time practicing."
When she turned around, her sleeves flicked casually.
Cen An opened his mouth but made no sound.
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Teacher Cen: "You stole that, what does it have to do with me?"
An Zheng nodded: "Yes, it was stealing."
Cen An breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm very curious about the origin of this little guy. Tell me, I know what you actually saw."
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
An Zheng said: "Sir, you have already helped me."
"can not say."
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
The male instructor smiled awkwardly: "The smell is really irresistible to me."
An Zheng was holding the large iron pot with a diameter of half a meter in one hand, looking strangely handsome.
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
"How did you solve it?"
Four dishes and one soup were quickly placed on the table. The smell wafted out, and some people couldn't help but started to get closer, wanting to see clearly what the dishes were.
Ye Lan: "Some people need to be polished, and some people don't. After polishing, they are no longer themselves. For example... "
"so what?"
Teacher Cen asked, “So what are you going to make as your first dish?”
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
"This is… "
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
An Zheng said: "Sir, you have already helped me."
Cen An: "Shut up! Don't mention that name again."
“Braised grass carp.”
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
Teacher Cen closed the door and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The fifth dish is a group of chicken soup."
Cen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This is stealing."
Teacher Cen: "You are suitable for teaching..."
Ye Lan shook his head: "It's up to you... But you said there is a problem with his identity, why?"
After saying that, An Zheng packed up his things, picked up the big iron pot and walked out of the small fenced courtyard. Teacher Cen sat there and watched An Zheng leave, thinking that this guy was really a kind-hearted person. When you come, you come, and when you cook, you cook. Whether it’s your eyes or your thoughts, everything is clean.
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
An Zheng boasted a few words, and then pointed to the braised fish: "Eat the outside while it's crispy, drink new wine, and pair it with a bite of fish. It tastes good."
Cen secretly said: "If you can, then give it a thumbs up. Before you give it a thumbs up, you have to press it down. Young people are too straightforward, too hasty and too sharp, and they need to be polished."
An Zheng: "Are you going to eat?"
"When he wrote the three words Du Shaobai, he looked a little unfamiliar. That was obviously not his name."
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
Teacher Cen sighed: "You have a very big request from me. Do you only entertain me with these dishes?"
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
The male instructor raised his hand and wiped his saliva: "Within Daxi, there are only two people who know that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. One is me and the other is His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Daxi. Within Daxi, everyone knows that the dean of the academy is actually a woman. In fact, there are only two people named Cen An instead of Chen An, one is me and the other is Holy Emperor Daxi. If you kill me, wouldn't it be boring if there is still one person who knows this secret? "
"Three things to do."
When the first dish came out, the taste actually made people from far away salivate. The smell is obviously ordinary, but the smell makes you want to eat it and make you drool. It seems to have got into your brain all of a sudden, making you feel dizzy.
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
Cen An breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm very curious about the origin of this little guy. Tell me, I know what you actually saw."
Male instructor: "Are you willing to kill?"
"If people knew that Ye Lan, the best in the legend of the academy and the never-showed worshiper, was drooling over a plate of vinegary cabbage, I don't know how many people would laugh out loud."
She stopped talking and focused on eating. A woman who ate exquisitely was eating a bit ungracefully at this time. But in just a few moments, more than half of the four dishes were eaten. Five minutes later, she smiled sheepishly: "I was eating so seriously that I forgot to leave some for you."
Teacher Cen: "You are still a scoundrel."
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
Teacher Cen smiled slightly: "This is the first time I heard this statement."
Ye Lan: "Why are you swearing?"
Ye Lan: "He lacks a soul."
In the room, the male teacher who was constantly quarreling with her and looking obviously discordant was sitting with his head down reading a book. Seeing Professor Cen come in, he put down the book in his hand. Teacher Cen glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."
An Zheng laughed: "Sir's words may offend many people."
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
An Zheng sat down and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Cen Jiaoxi: "The wine is not very good. I only saw one wine shop on the roadside, so I bought some on the way."
"If people knew that the dean of the academy was actually killed by a table of meager meals, I don't know how many people would be laughing their heads off."
Ye Lan pinched it a few times with her fingers: "A very strange soul."
An Zheng: "Drink soup."
An Zheng raised his head and glanced at Professor Cen, then continued to pack the fish in his hand: "When you are in a good mood, you have to do everything with twice the result with half the effort, and the same goes for practice."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders, skillfully brushed the iron pot, and then lit the fire: "Anything can bring enjoyment, but the prerequisite is that you must like it. If you think that others focus on doing something, it is enjoyment, so If you want to learn it, you will probably get not enjoyment but suffering. The same is true for cooking.”
Upon hearing this, Cen Jiaoxi immediately followed the instructions and nodded after taking a bite: "Grass carp is the cheapest fish you can buy outside, right? But it's not easy to make it so delicious."