Transcendence in the comic world

When they arrived at Huangju, Gu Jiuci immediately got into the kitchen with the ingredients he had already ordered, and specifically told him that he didn't need the help of Zhan Ying and the Demon King.

Aunt Ming happened to go to the old house today. Huo Mingche called all the other servants out of the house, and the kitchen really became Gu Jiuci's home.

"I am a hard-working little bee, little bee..."

Gu Jiuci was humming a little tune and put on her apron in a good mood.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was like a sunny spring day, while the atmosphere at the dining table in the living room not far away was as gloomy as a thunderstorm.

Zhan Ying sat on the chair very uneasily, stretching his neck to look at the kitchen while continuing to struggle with his master.

"Master, why don't I go back and not disturb your two-person world."

He thought that if he said this, his master would quickly tell him to get out, but the man was unmoved this time.

"Stay honest."

Huo Mingche uttered four words coolly, and looked at the kitchen casually. The girl's eyes were full of vivid light, and he wanted to keep that fresh look forever.

"Ugh......"

Zhan Ying suddenly felt like a deflated ball. He lay miserably on the dining table and began to secretly send messages to his personal doctor.

"Zhan Ying: Mike, I may have an acute stomach attack in a while... Be prepared."

"Zhan Ying: Oh no, I may get food poisoning in a while. Anyway, you have to be prepared."

At this time, there was a sound of boiling oil in the kitchen. Even Huo Mingche stood up involuntarily and walked towards the kitchen with worried eyes. Zhan Ying silently recited Amitabha in his heart while looking for a fire extinguisher.

However, the kitchen explosion that was no less than the nth war in the world did not appear. Instead, the smell of fried chicken wings floated in the air. Gu Jiuci slid the chicken wings into the pot in a decent manner, avoiding oil stars. , Genius means being able to quickly master the trick of doing anything.

Huo Mingche stopped just halfway, while Zhan Ying sniffed with a confused expression. The food smelled quite good. Could it be that Gu Jiuci really knew how to cook?

Not only can he really cook, but he can also cook it very quickly.

In just half an hour, Gu Jiuci quickly prepared three dishes and one soup.

"Okay! Coke chicken wings, oyster sauce lettuce, cucumber and tomato egg soup! How about it? Not bad, right?"

Gu Jiuci brought the four dishes to the table with pride on his face. Although it was just four simple home-cooked dishes, from the frying kitchen to the smooth preparation, in the eyes of the two men, it was already flying. Progress has been made.

Gu Jiuci handed the chopsticks to the two of them respectively.

"Try it!"

Zhan Ying held the chopsticks, his hands shaking slightly. Although his face looked good, beginners often cannot master the seasonings...

Gu Jiuci found Zhan Ying's expression particularly interesting and deliberately pretended to be confused.

"Ah, by the way, when I just sprinkled the MSG, I seemed to have picked up the wrong seasoning jar..."

Zhan Ying had just mustered up the courage to pick up a chopstick of chicken wings. When he heard Gu Jiuci's words, his hands shook instantly.

Huo Mingche glanced past the girl's cunning face, his eyes deepened, and he opened his lips in a particularly cooperative manner: "Then maybe you added more salt."

"what?"

Hearing his master's words, Zhan Ying's hands trembled completely, and the chicken wings fell down with a click, and just landed in the bowl.