All-World Vision

Chapter 148 Lu Su's First Trial of Cooking Skills
Money, of course, is important.

Without money, who would give me chicken legs for nothing?

If you don’t have money, you can’t buy chicken legs, and if you can’t buy chicken legs, I will be unhappy. If I am unhappy, life seems meaningless.

Datou thought for a while and then nodded carefully.

Originally, he wanted to say loudly to Liu Bei—are you stupid?Of course money is important!

But when he recalled the scene where Liu Bei could make the audience quiet with a single movement, he immediately followed his heart. Although he didn't say anything, he complained wildly in his heart.

Xiaotou had more to think about. He thought about it for a long time and came to the same conclusion - money is very important.

"So, this is your reason for illegally buying and selling people?" Liu Bei said in a deep voice.

Everyone stared at the big head and the small head.

"This, he did it voluntarily, we didn't force her!" Xiaotou argued.

"Hey, if you didn't have this kind of mortgage, Zhao Laoliu wouldn't be like this either," said a man who was once bankrupt.

"That's right!"

"That's right, it's too inhuman."

Facing the scolding of some people, the little head became angry, and he said: "Fart, even if I don't do it, other places will do it."

The air was quiet again.

"Let's go, you can't take them away today," Liu Bei said blankly.

Big Tou looked at Little Tou hesitantly.

Xiao Tou looked at Liu Bei who stood upright and sharp like a spear, and couldn't help frowning, thinking, why don't you pay back the money for Liu Dashan, who has been giving porridge for so many days.

But when he saw the refugees who were staring at him like a tiger, he immediately gave up.

After all, if you say that, don't you want Liu Bei to ignore these people?If they can't even drink porridge, they will starve to death on the street. Maybe they beat me to death first in a fit of anger.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses!
36 counting is the best plan!

"go!"

The little head said unwillingly, turned around and left.

The big head looked at Zhao Lao Liu, then at Liu Bei and the refugees, scratched his big head, and followed the small head.

Big Brother has the final say!
After the big head and the small head left, Zhao and her two daughters seemed to survive a catastrophe, but there was still a haze in their hearts that could not be dispelled.

"Does the good person help or not? I feel like my brain is not full."

"I don't know either."

"Help people to the end, what's the situation now?"

After Liu Bei returned to the pot, he continued to serve porridge, while all the refugees were whispering and whispering.

Zhao Laoliu was even more confused, he was hesitating, in the current situation, should he do what the man in black said.

……

Qin Dynasty, Peixian County, Houchu.

In the kitchen, green smoke curled up, and the rice in the cauldron was ready in half an hour.

On the side, an obese aunt with a few freckles on her face said anxiously: "Miss, if you don't stew this chicken, it will be late for dinner."

Ordinary poor people only eat two meals a day, and they have to do it themselves.

But Lu Gong's family is not ordinary people, they have long been a small rich family, and they are not far from the middle rich family, otherwise they would not be able to support more than a dozen servants.

Aunt Freckles is the "chef" of the Lu family. She usually prepares meals on time and on time for Mr. Lu and the two young ladies, and is highly valued and praised by Mr. Lu.

But at noon today, the sudden lady disrupted her plan.

There is no way, the lady is a lady after all, so I can only listen to her.

Aunt Freckles listened to Lu Su's instructions. After killing the chicken, she chopped the chicken, chives, ginger, etc., washed the cabbage, and then stood aside to wait.

Lu Suying pursed her lips slightly, and said apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Li, I will explain to Daddy."

"Whether it's right or not, miss, this is what I should do."

Aunt Li waved her hands again and again, but she sighed in her heart. The young lady has never touched the spring water with her ten fingers, and she has never seen her cook. It would be strange if the dishes were delicious. Alas, these materials were wasted for nothing.

At this time, Xiaocui just came back from the blacksmith shop. What she was holding in her hands were brand-new kitchen utensils-iron pots and spatulas.

"Miss, I got the things back."

Xiao Cui happily raised the iron pot, and then felt a little bit distressed. Although it wasn't my money, it slipped from her hands.

"Well, Xiaocui, you can wash the pot." Lu Su said.

"No need, Miss Xiaocui, let me come, let me come."

Aunt Li was very attentive. She took the iron pan with one hand, washed it with soap locusts, and then rinsed it with a clean cloth and water.

After a while, a clean and brand new iron pot appeared in Lu Su's hands.

"Miss, next is to light a fire?"

Aunt Li looked at the newly built stove and asked curiously.

Lu Su nodded, then picked up the spatula.

Because he had accepted some cooking skills from Huang Rong, a member of the Appearance Group, it didn't take long for Lu Su to feel familiar with the iron pot and spatula, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Lu Su shook the iron pot with his left hand, making a posture of tossing the pot, and the spatula in his right hand moved accordingly, as if frying vegetables in the air.

Because of the ready-made fire, the firewood on the stove also burned quickly.

Afterwards, Aunt Li, Chef Li and Xiaocui stood aside and looked at Lu Su, a delicate young lady who had never cooked before.

Soybean oil gradually boiled in an iron pan. Lu Su poured in ginger slices and shallots and stir-fried, then put an appropriate amount of salt and stir-fried. When the aroma was smelled, he added the chicken and began to stir-fry.

Bursts of distinctive aroma erupt.

Gollum!Gollum!
Xiaocui's and Aunt Li's stomachs suddenly groaned uncontrollably, they smiled at each other awkwardly, and turned their heads again.

After a while.

Warm fried chicken with ginger and scallion is served.

Wisps of aroma penetrated into their noses, and their moods suddenly brightened. Xiao Cui and Aunt Li suddenly felt saliva flowing under their tongues.

After trying a piece, Lu Su couldn't help smiling when he looked at Xiaocui and the two who were staring anxiously.

"This dish is a trial game, you guys have a try too."

Lu Su, who was smiling slightly and wearing an apron, really looked like a beautiful chef at this moment, at least Aunt Li thought so.

"Then I'm welcome."

"Okay, miss."

Aunt Li and Xiao Cui quickly picked up their chopsticks, picked up a piece of bright yellow and fragrant chicken, put it to their mouths and took a bite.

His eyes were wide open, and his face was full of disbelief, but the movements of his mouth did not stop at all.

You have one chopstick, I have one chopstick.

Soon, half of the chicken on the plate disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Good time, good time, miss is too good time!"

"No, it's not Miss, it's the chicken that's too good."

"I'm convinced, the young lady is too powerful!"

When the two realized something was wrong, there were only three pieces of chicken left on the plate.

"Hiccup~"

Xiao Cui covered her face shyly, and said embarrassedly: "Miss, I'm sorry, Xiao Cui has never eaten such delicious chicken!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Oh, I really live like a dog at my age."

Aunt Li sighed, then gently put down her chopsticks, with a melancholy expression, as if she had lost interest in life.

Lu Su pursed her lips and said, "If Aunt Li wants to learn, Susu can teach you."

"Really?" Aunt Li's eyes lit up, and her body suddenly trembled.

Lu Su nodded.

"Thank you miss, miss is so kind and virtuous, the old lady will never forget it in her next life."

Aunt Li was trembling all over, with tears in her eyes, she suddenly fell to her knees and kowtowed.

Skills are not passed on lightly.

This has always been the way people are used to doing things. After all, there is such a saying that the disciples will starve the master to death.

Even if he is a closed disciple, he can't guarantee whether the master has left behind one or two hands of pressing box skills, but Lu Su has passed on this skill that can support his family. Aunt Li is really grateful for this kind of great kindness. The flow is endless.

　——Recommendation ticket plus update.

　　


(End of this chapter)