In the kitchen, what greeted Serena's eyes was a plump and muscular elf. It stood on two legs and was about a head shorter than Zhang Mo. It was about 1.6 meters tall, with a raging flame around its neck. Its black eyebrows were raised up, and there were a few fiery-red patterns on its black belly that symbolized fighting.
This elf had a flaming beard, but the most attractive thing about it was its cute pig nose.
This sprite's name was Flaming Martial King. He was one of the three fire-type sprites, but in the Nine Provinces Sprite Alliance and the surrounding areas, he was affectionately called Second Senior Brother.
It was all because of Journey to the West, one of the four great masterpieces of the Nine Provinces.
It was also because of Journey to the West that King Flaming Martial was extremely popular among the elves. Among the three Fire Commanders, King Flaming Martial was ranked only second to the Fire Breathing Dragon, who had the Super Giant Form and the two super-evolved forms, X-Y, and the Flame Monkey, who had the nickname of Big Brother. He even surpassed the Fire Chicken, who also had the super-evolved form.
"Could this be Dojo Master Zhang Mo's trump card sprite?”
Serena was curious.
As a Fairy of the Three Families, Flaming King was worthy of being trained as a trump card by a trainer, be it in terms of talent or aptitude. It was very likely that he was Zhang Mo's professional trump card!
Besides the fire attribute, Flaming King also had the combat attribute, which matched Serena's impression of the specialized sprites trained by the trainers of the Tai Chi dojo.
"Did something happen?"
Driven by curiosity, Serena quietly approached the kitchen.
At this moment, Zhang Mo was standing in front of the stove, looking at the black mess in the pot. A circle of black lines appeared on his forehead.
"Didn't they say that even the worst chef can successfully cook noodles?”
"What's going on with me?"
"This is very unreasonable."
"How can I not have culinary talent?”
Zhang Mo felt that he had lived for nothing at the age of 30 (before he transmigrated). He couldn't even cook noodles.
This was very wrong!
He didn't dare to say that he had outstanding culinary talent, but wasn't it enough to cook noodles with hands?
"Yawu ~ Yawu ~(You've never been in the kitchen since you were young. Why do you think you know how to cook noodles?）”King Yanwu stood at the side and struck.
"Second Senior Brother, you've said it before. If I didn't even know how to cook noodles, how could I have grown so big?”Zhang Mo felt that King Yanwu had misunderstood him, and it was a deep misunderstanding.
He had grown up with his grandfather on Earth, and they had depended on each other on the water ball.
To be able to grow up so smoothly, how could he not have honed some survival skills?
In his memory, his grandfather's cooking skills were quite good. It was inherited, understood?
"Yuck ~(Don't you know why you've grown so big? Isn't this all thanks to me?" King Yanwu's eyes were filled with disdain.
Zhang Mo had never been to the kitchen since he was young. He and his grandfather had always been in charge of cooking.
"Hiss ~"
Hearing King Yanwu's words, Zhang Mo tried to recall and realized that he had never entered a kitchen before.
When he was on Earth, his three meals a day were usually taken care of by his grandfather. However, after his grandfather passed away, he would cry until he fainted. When he woke up, he would be in a water ball again.
On the water ball, his grandfather was still in charge of three meals a day when he was young. However, as the dojo became busier and busier, King Yanwu was in charge.
It was worth mentioning that King Flaming Martial was not his sprite, but the main sprite nurtured by his grandfather. Due to his considerate and righteous nature, he was very talented in taking care of people. He had always been his family nanny and personal chef.
After his grandfather passed away, his old friends either followed him or returned to nature or lived in seclusion. Now, only King Yanwu remained by his side.
"Even if I haven't been to the kitchen, it shouldn't be to the extent that I can't even cook the noodles, right?”
Zhang Mo unhappily poured out the black noodles from the pot. After washing it clean, he decided to do it again.
How could he not do something as simple as cooking noodles?
The first time was just an accident.
But ten minutes later.
" This doesn't make sense!!!"
Zhang Mo scratched his head as he looked at the noodles that were not black but were clumped together.
"Gosh ~(Facts speak louder than words!）”
"In fact, shouldn't I inherit my grandfather's culinary talent?”
"Yuck ~ I heard from your grandfather that your parents don't have any talent in cooking.）”
"In that case, is it because my parents 'genes are too strong?”
Zhang Mo was not convinced.
He hadn't asked Second Brother to do it earlier because it was getting late and he didn't want to trouble himself. He also felt that cooking noodles was easy, so he decided to do it himself.
But now, the noodles had completely aroused his desire to win!
"Just try a few more times!"
"I must let Serena taste my cooking today!”
(Serene behind him: Actually, you don't have to!)）
Zhang Mo took out all the rolls of noodles from the cupboard and tried again.
This time, the results were out in five minutes.
Because there was too little water and too much noodles, half of the noodles were still raw, and the other half was already clumped together.
"Again!"
Five minutes later, there was another pile of charcoal.
"I don't believe it."
Three minutes later, there was still no movement.
Zhang Mo realized that he had forgotten to turn on the gas.
"No, I have to use my trump card!”
Zhang Mo's eyes narrowed as he took out his phone.
"Lotum, open the Short videos and play the noodle cooking tutorial!”
If he couldn't figure it out, couldn't he learn it?
Zhang Mo expressed his quick-wittedness.
Another half an hour passed.
" How did this happen?!"
Looking at the failed noodles, Zhang Mo suspected that he was having a nightmare.
He had clearly followed the tutorial strictly, so how could he have failed?
Could it be that the noodle cooking tutorial was actually a prank video?
"Oh ~(Do you still want to continue?)" King Yanwu asked.
Zhang Mo heard the word " mockery " in his voice.
I can't even compare to Second Senior Brother?
"Do you think I can continue?”Zhang Mo asked with a dark face.
If it wasn't for the fact that his noodles were all over, he wouldn't have stopped at all.
"Pfft ~"
Before King Yanwu could say anything, a laugh suddenly sounded from behind him.
Zhang Mo turned his head like a robot and happened to face Serene, who was blushing and covering her mouth.
As an understanding lady, she usually wouldn't laugh at this time unless she couldn't help it!
"There's something wrong with the stove today!" Zhang Mo pretended to be calm as he came up with an excuse. He threw all the failed products into the trash can and said,"Although this is our first meeting today, I have decided to let you taste my collection!”
As he spoke, Zhang Mo took out a bucket of instant noodles flavored with Black Elephant Chicken Soup from the cabinet beside him.
This was Second Senior Brother's favorite!
He couldn't cook noodles, but how could he not know how to make instant noodles?
"Watch me show off!"
He tore open the packaging in a familiar manner, placed the seasoning directly on the flatbread, poured in boiling water, and covered the packaging again.
"Three minutes. You only need three minutes to enjoy the delicacies of the world.”
Zhang Mo said seriously, but he did not notice the strange looks in King Yanwu and Serena's eyes.
"Master, it's time!"
The three-minute countdown ended, and Lotum's phone reported the time on time.
"Next is the moment to witness a miracle!”
Zhang Mo placed the instant noodles in front of Serena and slowly opened the packaging.
“？？？”
The smoke and fragrance that he had imagined did not appear. Zhang Mo had an ominous feeling.
He looked down.
Good heavens, the noodles were not even half-melted.
"Well, you seem to have poured cold water on me.”
Serena reminded him in a low voice, a smile appearing in the corner of her eyes.
Zhang Mo was speechless.
"If I ever step into the kitchen again in this life, I'll be a hyena!”
P.S. The hyena said,"Are you polite?"
Zhang Mo: " Of course I'm polite. Please send me some fresh flowers, evaluation votes, and monthly votes!"
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