"Hubby, since you lost your memory, why do you still remember your culinary skills so clearly?”
" How would I know? Isn't cooking common sense…"
Su Wen Wan's expression froze.
"What does your culinary skills have to do with ordinary culinary skills? It's a completely different concept, okay?"
"Tell me honestly, what level are you at?”
"In terms of standards, it depends on who you're competing with.”
Ye Tian then turned to Su Wen Wan: " Compared to you…even a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed bitterly.
"I've given you face, haven't I? Your cooking skills are amazing. If you have the ability, compete with the Master Chef. You can imitate that Master Chef Stephen Zhou.”
Su Wen Wan gritted her teeth in anger. Ye Tian's hands couldn't stop at all.
"Haha…compared to him…hahahaha!”
"Speak properly!"
"Isn't this because you don't want me to speak properly?”
Su Wen Wan stopped her domestic violence, and Ye Tian felt wronged.
"Who asked you to be so cocky for no reason? Hurry up and tell me, what do you have to compare yourself to others?”
"Oh!"
Ye Tian thought for a moment." Before he went to Shaolin Temple, he was just trash. After he went to Shaolin Temple, he was barely passable." He's probably on par with me.”
"Oh my god, hubby, you lost your memory, not your mind. How dare you brag? He was someone who could fry an egg with his palm, could you?”
"There's obviously a pot, so why use your palm? Cooking isn't showing off.”
Err…
Ye Tian's words stunned Su Wen Wan.
Then, her big eyes rolled around and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"Didn't you say that lust can increase pleasure? Isn't showing off your skills a way to make people happy? Even when I watched the movie and saw his performance, I really wanted to know what the taste of an egg fried with the palm of my hand would be like!”
"Well said!"
"The host is really a clever little girl, learning and applying. Let's see what your husband will do. Haha!"
"Chef God husband, hurry up and order one. If you can fry an egg with your palm, I'll give you 10 rockets.”
"A palm fried egg is worth ten rockets? The setup was too small, so he had to shoot at least fifty rounds!”
"Tragic Master Chef husband, you've shot yourself in the foot again. Why did you have to teach cooking for no reason?”
The live broadcast room was lively again.
Ye Tian stood rooted to the spot.
His eyes began to flicker.
Then, he slowly nodded.”
"That's right. You taught him, Master Chef!”
Ye Tian nodded in agreement." If that's the case, then I'll have to think about what palm technique I should use to fry this egg!"”
After muttering for a while, he seemed to have made a decision.
She turned around and started rummaging through the cupboard.
Su Wen Wan's face tightened.
Was her husband serious?
Just as he wanted to say something.
Ye Tian pulled out a bottle of high-alcohol white wine from the cupboard.
He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his hands.
"Stop, I was just joking with you. Don't do anything rash!”
Taking a few steps forward, Su Wen Wan was about to snatch the bottle.
Ye Tian gave her a gentle push, preventing her from reaching him.
"What are you nervous about? I'm just applying disinfectant to my hands. Do you think I want to burn myself?"
"If you don't want to burn yourself, why did you use white wine to disinfect it?”
"Fried eggs!"
As he spoke, Ye Tian picked up an egg.
It was knocked open.
It fell into his palm.
"How do I fry this?"
Su Wen Wan was at a loss.
Peng!
A flame lit up.
Su Wen Wan's pupils constricted.
The live broadcast room was instantly in an uproar.
"F * ck, we've gone too far!"
"Is the Master Chef husband crazy? Did he really think that he was Stephen Zhou?”
"We really called an ambulance this time. Hurry up and call for help.”
"The problem is, who knows where the host lives!”
……
In the kitchen, after a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Su Wen Wan immediately reacted, and her eyes instantly turned red.
He threw his phone aside and was about to put out the fire.
Before she could move, Ye Tian stopped her.
"Don't be nervous. I'm just performing a magic trick for you. Eat your eggs in peace!"
Ye Tian knew that Su Wen Wan wouldn't believe him, so he slowly withdrew his hand from the egg.
The remaining white wine in his hand had almost been burned.
The air was filled with a charred fragrance.
The egg white in his palm had just coagulated, leaving only the egg yolk in the middle that was slightly swaying.
"You still say you're fine? I can smell the fragrance.”
Su Wen Wan looked hesitantly at the smiling Ye Tian.
At this moment, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
A moment later, Ye Tian reached for a plate and placed the egg on it.
He picked up some sea salt and sprinkled it on the surface.
Then, he turned on the tap and washed his hands. He reached out to Su Wen Wan again.
"Take a closer look and see if I'm okay!”
With that, Ye Tian's fingers began to move.
"Are you really alright?"
Su Wen Wan's eyes widened as she carefully caressed Ye Tian's hand.
Other than the fact that the temperature was slightly higher than his, there was nothing unusual about it.
His heart was finally at ease.
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