"It's fine. I accidentally cut my hand when I was cutting meat. The wound isn't deep.”
Looking at Mu Fan who was walking over, Zhuge Dali smiled and said.
"You should. Who asked you to be so careless?”
Mu Fan scolded and grabbed Zhuge Dali's hand. He looked at it and said,"
"Fortunately, the wound isn't deep. Don't let it touch the water first. Put on the band-aid and wash your hands.”
Yi Fei stood quietly at the side. When she saw this scene, her heart bloomed with joy.
At first, when he heard Mu Fan's words, he thought that it was bad.
Unexpectedly, there was such a heart-warming scene in the following plot.
Curry Jam sat at the dining table and stared at them with a lovestruck look. He sighed and said,
"Handsome Brother Mu, I'm too lazy. I didn't expect you to dote on your girlfriend so much. Ahhhh, who's going to dote on curry sauce?”
"Me!"
Zhang Wei, who was watching TV, immediately raised his hand and shouted.
"Scram!" Curry Sauce said angrily.
Zhuge Dali put on the band-aid that Meijia brought over and said to Mu Fan,"
"My hand is fine. Are you sure you can do the rest?”
Mu Fan looked at her and then at the pork on the chopping board that had not been cut. He said,
"Sigh, I really don't want to cook. But, forget it, I'll force myself to do it. Remember to owe me a favor.”
Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei could not help but hold her head with her small hand. She rolled her eyes at Mu Fan and silently pulled Zhuge Dali to the living room.
Chen Meijia stared at Mu Fan in a daze. Three seconds later, she looked at him with a resentful expression. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she shook her head and left.
Lu Ziqiao, who was watching TV in the living room, said in an indignant tone,
"Mu Fan, don't say that you're my student in the future. You're one of the worst students I've ever taught.”
Hearing this, Zhang Wei smiled slyly and said,"
"Haha, so he's worse than me.”
Zi Qiao chuckled.
"You're worse than him."
“......”
Mu Fan looked around the kitchen. Fortunately, they had washed the ingredients and even placed them on the plates on the stove.
A plate of shrimp, a plate of pork ribs, a plate of tofu, a plate of pork belly, a sea bass, a few eggplants, spinach, winter melon, and onions.
After tying his apron, Mu Fan took out some vermicelli from the fridge and poured hot water into the basin.
Then, he opened the gas tank and placed the washed pot on it. Then, he poured hot water into the pot and covered the lid.
Then, he cut open the back of the river prawns and removed the shrimp lines. Finally, he used the back of the knife to chop the prawn meat back and forth a few times, breaking the prawn tendons.
Knife Skill 1
Then, the ingredients, mashed garlic…
Her movements were like flowing water, beautiful to behold.
When the water boiled, he had already prepared everything and poured it in.
Now, he only needed to steam it for five to six minutes on a high fire, and the Floral Prosperity Prawns would be ready to be served.
He let out a light breath and turned around. He saw everyone standing in front of the dining table, staring at him in a daze, including Zhuge Dali.
"Everyone, don't look at me with admiration.”
After that, Mu Fan picked up the kitchen knife and cut three times on each side of the washed bass. Then, he cut it along the fish belly and cut off the bones. Finally, he cut it on the chopping board.
Shred onions, ginger, and millet peppers.
Then, he picked up a piece of winter melon with his left hand and threw it into the air. He picked up the kitchen knife with his right hand and waved it in the air.
Immediately, screams rose and fell.
At this moment, he had become a top-notch God of Cookery. There was nothing else in his eyes except Winter Melon.
He waved the kitchen knife in the air quickly and rhythmically.
Knife Skill 1
In just a few seconds, he suddenly put away his knife and looked carefully. He saw that the winter melon had already turned into more than ten pieces and landed on the plate on the stove.
The size was even, without any difference.
After a while, everyone finally came to their senses.
Then, they walked over one after another. When they saw the winter melons on the plate, they were shocked again.
Was he still human?
"Mu Fan, you've hidden your strength.”
"His knife skills are so good. His cooking must be good.”
"Ahhh, Brother Mu, I admire you so much.”
" 1, teach me, Brother Mu.”
......
Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. When he waved the kitchen knife, they even thought that he was suffering from intermittent mental illness.
"Feel free to look around. I'm not afraid of stealing your knowledge, but you have to walk further away. Don't get in the way.”
When everyone heard this, they all retreated to the side and quietly watched his performance.
It was as if he was not cooking, but performing art.
When any skill reached a certain level, it was not just a skill, but an art.
It was like playing football. Ordinary people played football and there was nothing to watch. The king of the ball was different. His passing, passing, and shooting were all very interesting.
It would give people an extreme sense of beauty.
Cooking was the same. When one reached a certain level, it was no longer boring but pleasing to the eye.
"Aiya, it smells so good. I really can't help it.”
"Yeah, it really makes people drool.”
"Yes, I've never smelled such a fragrant dish before.”
........
Everyone was discussing in low voices. Zhang Wei had long been hungry. There were a few times when he could not help but rush over to steal a bite, but he was hugged tightly by Qiao.
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