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"The oil temperature is almost there."

Yi Chuanzong leaned lazily on the door frame, looking at the iron pot on the kitchen stove with slightly closed eyes.

Silly Zhu made a move, looked back expressionlessly, then turned his head and continued cooking.

"There was too much soy sauce." Yi Chuanzong said half-heartedly, with the same expression and movements as before.

Silly Zhu's body stiffened, and he stirred the iron pot vigorously with the hand holding the frying spoon.

Yi Chuanzong took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of cauliflower. The pure aroma of rapeseed oil and the taste of green vegetables perfectly blended together.

He spoke again: "It's almost ready!"

Silly Zhu's body froze, and he turned around with the pot expressionless. Then he poked the pot vigorously with the frying spoon a few times, and the cauliflower fell into the white porcelain plate with a splash.

After pouring out the vegetables, Shazhu turned around and threw the iron pot on the stove, making a clanging sound.

Immediately afterwards, Silly Zhu roughly pulled down the sleeves, threw his hands into a ball, threw them on the ground, and shouted angrily: "I won't do it anymore!"

Yi Chuanzong grinned, then reached out and grabbed Sha Zhu's arms with a smile, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu Zhu, how did I offend you? If you don't cook this dish, who will fry it?"

Silly Zhu reached out to untie the apron around his neck, but the hand holding his arm was too strong. He was pulled down as soon as he lifted it up, and was pulled down as soon as he lifted it up.

In the end, Silly Zhu gave up. He pointed at Yi Chuanzong and shouted with an angry look on his face: "From the time I cooked the first dish, you started to say, I thought this was your home, so I had to bear with you."

Bar."

"Good guy, I'm cooking for the second time, but you're still nagging me. I suppress the anger in my heart and continue cooking."

Silly Zhu pointed at the cauliflower on the table and shouted angrily: "This is the third one now! What's your expression? Ah? Are you squinting because you can't see the vegetables cooked by your brother or something? You open and close your mouth in a yin and yang way.

, what do you mean? There is no such thing as you! I won’t do it!”

Yi Chuanzong laughed and said: "Aren't I helping you? Brother Zhuzhu, I don't have any other intentions! Just calm down!"

Silly Zhu waved his hand to the side and opened Yi Chuanzong's hand. He said with an aggrieved face: "I don't need your help!"

Yi Chuanzong kept saying: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't help, I won't help."

He quickly picked up the sleeves on the ground and put them on Si Zhu's arms.

"I won't say anything. I won't say anything from now on! I won't say anything anymore. Is that okay?"

Silly Zhu was unmoved at all. He pointed outwards expressionlessly and shouted: "Get out! If you still want me to cook today's meal, just get out!"

Yi Chuanzong spread his hands on his chest and said continuously: "Okay, I'll leave now, I'll leave now, and you cook well." He turned around and muttered, "What I said is right.

What's wrong with asking someone to say a few words? Don't you have to eat later?"

Silly Zhu yelled at Yi Chuanzong's back, "What are you talking about?"

Yi Chuanzong turned around and replied, "No, I didn't say anything. I just went out to see a few of them."

Seeing Yi Chuanzong finally leave, Shazhu felt a lot more relaxed all over.

Turning around, he wanted to continue cooking, but the more he looked at the pot and the frying spoon, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he picked up the frying spoon and threw it into the pot again.

Silly Zhu tilted his head and pondered for two seconds, then cursed, "This thief Sun, let me cook when he doesn't know how to cook, and still let me cook when he knows how to cook, grandma still copied me! Come back and talk about me, this

Thief Sun!"

After scolding, Shazhu looked aggrieved.

Without him, if you learn his techniques, the finished product will be more delicious than what he makes.

Yesterday during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two had a serious competition.

After the competition, Shazhu was completely stunned. He did exactly the same thing, but Yi Chuanzong did better than him.

There are many reasons. For example, Yi Chuanzong's sword skills are superb, and in terms of craftsmanship, Shazhu is definitely better.

What's more, he is good at stone carving. This thing can be used to decorate the dish and directly elevate the dish to a higher level.

In this regard, Shazhu could only be convinced.

But he was dissatisfied later.

Yi Chuanzong's senses are so keen that he can tell how the dish is just by smelling it. When he puts the ingredients, he is even more precise down to a gram!

He was slightly dissatisfied with this because it was based on experience.

But this process was learned from him! The cooking skills such as cooking were learned from him! Or he learned it secretly!

He had been practicing cooking since he was a child, and it turned out that because of his better talent, Yi Chuanzong could cook better than him after a year of hard work.

Why?

Is there any heavenly principle?

Silly Zhu looked aggrieved, feeling extremely awkward no matter what. Finally, he cursed again, "This thief Sun is a real dog! Even dogs don't have as good a nose as yours!"

He could only continue cooking in frustration. This was the first time he was so unwilling to cook.

Inside the north room.

At this moment, two Eight Immortals tables of the same size were merged together. Except for the seat on the east side, which was empty, a young and beautiful woman sat in front of each other table. Lou Xiao'e sat on the far west side.

A delicate-looking woman snickered and said, "Xiao'e, that guy in your family is going to piss He Yuzhu off to death."

Lou Xiao'e looked outside and couldn't help but laugh, "He's like that. Whatever skill he just learned, he must show it off."

The girl on the other side who looked quieter said: "He learns things very quickly. This cooking is still very complicated."

Lou Xiao'e nodded repeatedly and replied: "Yes, yes, cooking is difficult." Then she added unconvincedly, "I just said that when Silly Zhu cooks, he always runs to the kitchen.

It turned out to be a stolen teacher!"

The woman with a bright smile on the side said: "It's not easy to learn. But, is he really better than Silly Zhu?"

Lou Xiao'e said uncertainly: "My taste is pretty much the same anyway, but looking at how Silly Zhu looked at that time, he should have cooked better. It tastes better when he cooks at home. Maybe it suits his appetite."

"Then let him cook from now on!"

"Yeah, we have to try it too!"

The four women kept asking Yi Chuanzong to cook, and most of them didn't know how to cook.

Lou Xiao'e pursed her lips toward the outside and said: "There must be no chance today. He has finished the stone lion that he has been working on for two months. He has been planning today's dinner for a week. He has decided to show off to your men there again!

"

She turned her head towards the north, "That's your guy. He said he must listen to your guy today!"

The delicate-looking girl couldn't help but smile on her face, "That's difficult, but if I let my man say yes, I'm afraid he won't be able to fall asleep until midnight after I go back today."

"The two of them are just pinching each other!"

…

Outside the door, Yi Chuanzong reached out and patted the lion's head, looked ahead with a smile and asked: "Brother, I'm asking you a question, what do you think of my withered stone lion?"

"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"

The corner of Zong Lie's mouth twitched, and he uttered three words, "Four different things!"

The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face grew wider, and he said teasingly: "Really? You won't be able to sleep when you go home if you talk without conscience."

Zong Lie didn't say anything, but carefully looked at the two stone lions in front of him. After pondering for a long time, he said: "You will be blind if I put this skill on you!"

"Hahaha!"

Yi Chuanzong looked up to the sky and laughed. Isn't this an admission?

Suddenly, he shouted in a low voice with a sullen face, "Don't talk about what you have and what you don't have. Can't you be more honest as a human being? If it's good, it's good. If it's bad, it's bad. How can you talk yin and yang? Can't you be more serious?"

"Pfft."

"Hahaha!"

"Ha ha!"

Shao Yihong was the first to burst out laughing, Peng Ruiqing and others also couldn't stop laughing. Jing Yi looked at Zong Lie, struggling to hold back the smile on his lips.

The corner of Zong Lie's mouth twitched clearly at this time, and the Sun thief imitated his example and taught him a lesson.

He said one word with a stiff face, "Okay!"

Yi Chuanzong felt great joy in his heart and sighed, "It's really hard for you to say something nice!" He turned his head and said, "Brother Yihong, what do you think?"

Shao Yihong smiled and said: "Its shape is lifelike, its spirit is wild and fierce, its power is majestic and majestic, and its meaning is upright. It is such an ingenious work. It is not an exaggeration to say that Brother Zong's craftsmanship is unparalleled." At this point, he

He stared at the throne, necklace, ancient clock and hair curlers with heavy eyes, "Especially these lines, it really makes me feel mysterious and unusual, but I can't put it into words. I am not worthy of the realm of spreading the sect."

Yi Chuanzong felt a little embarrassed. If he hadn't said the last sentence, he would have floated to the sky!

Peng Ruiqing turned around and asked directly: "Do you feel this way too? I thought I was the only one who did! You deserve to be the master of such a miraculous sword and sect."

Yi Chuanzong's eyebrows twitched. He knew that it looked good here, and he felt comfortable looking at it.

But, can’t we praise it in another place?

Jing Yi didn't pay attention at first, but now he turned to look. The more he looked, the weirder he felt. He couldn't help but turned around and asked: "What's going on? How did you do it? It's like
To be continued...