Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Nanfeng really didn't know that all the Japanese food Guan Gu was going to make today were cooked food. He asked doubtfully, "What is that tuna in the kitchen used for?"

"That's what I'm going to use to make tuna noodles."

"oh……"

Nanfeng looked at the protective clothing he was wearing and said with a pained face: "Then I'll go change my clothes again?"

"No."

Guangu hurriedly stopped Nanfeng: "When you change back, we will almost eat."

"All right."

Amid everyone's snickers, Nan Feng walked into the kitchen without a care in the world: "Guan Gu, what should I do now?"

Sekiya thought for a while, then pointed to the tuna that had been almost processed: "How about you chop the tuna into minced meat for me."

Compared to shredding and dicing, which is a technical job that requires knife skills, chopping Hu Zaan into minced meat is already the least technical job.

And even if Nanfeng, as a novice, chops the minced meat into a texture that is too thick to be used, Guangu can still reprocess the minced meat of different sizes to save it.

"Wait a minute."

Nanfeng was a little confused when he heard Guangu's instructions: "Why do you have to chop the tuna into minced meat for your tuna noodles?"

"I think the clear soup noodles you asked Yifei to make last time are very interesting, and I want to try them too."

"So you want to make dough with tuna and flour?"

Nanfeng, who knew nothing about cooking, looked at Guangu: "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm professional." Sekiya said.

"Okay, then I will trust the judgment of professionals."

Nanfeng picked up the kitchen knife confidently: "You want to chop it into as many pieces as possible, right? Then just wait and see my superb knife skills!"

"Wait a minute." Guangu finally confirmed: "Are you really sure you can use a knife?"

Nanfeng looked at Guan Gu with a strange expression: "Guan Gu, I am indeed a novice in the kitchen, but I can't even use a knife, right?"

"Please." Guan Gu extended his hand and said.

He was still worried and decided to stand aside and observe Nan Feng's skill in surgery for a while.

"Nanfeng held the kitchen knife casually, and his slightly lazy eyes suddenly became sharp and firm. At this moment, the knife in his hand seemed to be connected to his own soul."

"Before Guan Gu could react, Nanfeng's knife had already been slashed from top to bottom."

"The chopping board makes a crisp sound [knock-knock-keep], and Nanfeng's knife skills are as gentle as spring rain, yet continuous."

"I saw that the power of his sword was not extinguished, but the edge of ten thousand swords was already rising."

"Every continuous falling of the blade is like a continuous rain curtain falling from the sky, washing the tuna pieces into fine particles in an instant."

"As the last knife fell, the spring rain stopped, and only the tuna meat paste as delicate as spring mud was left on the entire chopping board."

"At this moment, Guan Gu's face was filled with disbelief as thick as a dark cloud."

"Nani!"

"Guangu's eyes widened and he muttered to himself."

"Nani!" Guangu muttered to himself with his eyes widened.

[In the inner world, Guan Gu explained solemnly with his hands crossed. 】

[Do you think the scene just now was outrageous? 】

[Never doubt your own judgment. In fact, I also think it is very outrageous. 】

"Incredible."

Guangu looked at Nanfeng aside and shouted sharply.

"So you just made a few random cuts, and you actually managed to add such an outrageous line to yourself?!!"

Is this how voice actors cook these days?

"What's the problem? Dubbing is not allowed in the kitchen area?"

Nan Feng held the kitchen knife with one hand and chopped the tuna pieces on the chopping board randomly while raising his head and asking.

Guangu pointed at the tuna pieces of different sizes that had been chopped into pieces by the south wind, and he said helplessly.

"But the content you said in the dubbing is too different from the actual effect, and even as a Japanese, I can tell that you are talking nonsense about martial arts novels."

"I can't help it. I haven't written a novel about cooking. Of course I can only learn from fantasy novels." Nanfeng explained nonchalantly.

Guangu subconsciously stepped forward and touched Nanfeng's forehead: "You don't have a fever either."

At this time, everyone sitting on the sofa with shocked faces finally woke up from Nanfeng's exaggerated dubbing.

Xiaoxian raised his head and looked at Nanfeng: "Why do I feel like you have become particularly happy and lively since you went out with Xiaohei just now?

"What's going on? Could it be that...Xiao Hei really invented the time machine?"

Nanfeng looked at Xiaoxian in surprise: "Have you watched a lot of Doraemon?"

Xiaoxian spread his hands: "What's the difference between Xiao Hei and Doraemon? Don't we all call him Almighty Xiao Hei?"

"Then just ask him for [a phone booth]. Why do you need something as low-end as a time machine?"

Nanfeng pointed at everyone with a kitchen knife in his hand: "And which day am I unhappy and inactive?"

"But it's a different kind of happiness and activity." Yu Mo said.

Everyone nodded in unison.

Before, Nanfeng was happy and active, but there was always a feeling of being in a hurry and resolute about him.

It's as if he doesn't want to be active, but simply doesn't want to slow down or stop.

But now Nanfeng seems to have a little more rare sense of relaxation, and he is more willing to show his childish side in front of everyone.

Ziqiao looked at Nanfeng thoughtfully.

The night before yesterday, he was telling Yifei and the others that they would wait for the right time and place, but he didn't expect that the right time and place would come so quickly?

I, Lu Ziqiao, am indeed a man favored by God. God is willing to give me a breakthrough right away, even with someone as difficult as Nanfeng.

"Happy is happy, active is active, there is no difference."

A smile appeared on Nanfeng's lips, and he continued to chop the tuna into pieces.

Guangu watched quietly for a while, confirming that although Nanfeng's sword skills were terrible, his safety awareness was really strong.

Since Nanfeng's sword dance can't hurt him, Guangu can do whatever he wants to destroy the tuna.

Anyway, they bought enough ingredients today, including this tuna.

What's more, Nanfeng is footing the bill.

"Guangu, do you need me to help you?" Yifei stood up and asked confidently.

She didn't want to compete with Guan Gu for the chef's position, but simply because she couldn't bear to continue pretending to be a couple with Zeng Xiaoxian.

This bitch's standard practice was to open a dyeing shop if he gave him three points of color. She was just a little bit nicer to him because he promised to accompany her home to meet her parents during the Chinese New Year.

As a result, Zeng Xiaoxian kicked him in the face and actually regarded him as her boyfriend.

Those clumsy earthy love words almost made Yifei want to vomit.

If Zeng Xiaoxian hadn't been more or less clear-minded and hadn't done anything to him, Yifei would have wanted to tear up the armistice agreement and start a new round of offensive against Zhan Bo and Xiaoxian.

But everyone was really hungry after being noisy all day.

Let's wait until we have a full meal.

Guangu thought about Yifei's cooking skills and immediately hesitated: "How about you come over and help Nanfeng chop the tuna into minced meat?"

Yifei smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "Guangu, what age are we in now? If you want to turn tuna into minced meat, why do you need to use a knife to chop it?"

Sekiya looked at the kitchen thoughtfully: "You want to talk about a meat grinder, but neither of our suites has this machine."

Nan Feng and Yu Mo also shook their heads, saying that it was even less likely that the apartment of the two idiots who were cooking idiots would have such kitchen utensils.

Yifei walked to the kitchen: "Shouldn't our thinking be so rigid? Anyway, we all have to beat the fish pieces into minced meat.

“What do you think of that without a meat grinder?”

Guangu and Nanfeng looked in the direction of Yifei's finger and saw a white juicer sitting quietly in the corner of the kitchen.

“You want to crush tuna with a juicer?!!”

Guangu and Nanfeng looked at Yifei in disbelief.

"What's the problem?" Yifei looked at the two of them with a confused look.

"Depend on!"

Guangu quickly pushed Yifei next to Xiaoxian: "Yifei, I won't worry about the Japanese food. I think Nanfeng is much more reliable than you in helping in the kitchen."

"What words, what kind of words are these!"

She wanted to stand up to protest, but was held back by Zeng Xiaoxian.

"Yifei, I also think it's better to let Nanfeng help in the kitchen.

"Your cooking skills are already superb. It's time to give Nanfeng a little chance to learn cooking skills."

Zeng Xiaoxian kept comforting Yifei. He really didn't want to eat tuna noodles made with a juicer.

"All right."

…

As Guangu and Nanfeng are busy, the tempting aroma gradually spreads from the kitchen.

Although Nanfeng is a real novice in the kitchen, he has an above-average IQ and is willing to listen to Guan Gu's instructions. The most important thing is that he does not have overly bold and innovative thinking in cooking like Yifei. The whole process of getting started is indeed Minoru also helped Sekiya a lot.

It's just that the haze of nearly four years finally saw a glimmer of light today, and he was indeed too excited today.

"High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods."

"After a busy day, Master Sekiya started making the Sekiya family's secret Thousand Island Sauce."

"One cup of Japanese raw vinegar, 6.5 tablespoons of mirin, 45 grams of sugar...Master Sekiya, does a Thousand Island dressing really need such a careful recipe?"

Guangu looked at Nanfeng, who never stopped talking the whole time, and explained in a accustomed manner.

"This is our Sekiya family's secret Thousand Island Sauce. All the ingredients must be precise and meticulous to replicate the delicious taste of Sekiya cuisine."

"Then you haven't thought about innovating?" Nanfeng pointed at the tuna noodles, "I see that you were very happy when you were innovating this tuna noodles, but you seemed too serious and serious when making other dishes."

"The tuna noodles are not on our menu, so of course you can use it as you like, but not the others."

Sekiya sighed. He still thinks back with resentment: "Once I put a little bit of sugar in the sauce of codfish, and he spanked me in public."

"It's normal for children to be spanked."

Guangu looked indignant: "But I was already eighteen years and thirty-two months old at that time."

Nan Feng was a little surprised at first, and then smiled and said, "I didn't expect that your father is such a strict person like my father."

Guan Gu's eyes lit up: "Nanfeng, will your father also spank you when you are eighteen years and thirty-two months old?"

"That won't happen."

Guangu was a little disappointed at first, but soon heard Nanfeng say again.

"My father died when I was eight years old."