Transmigrating Into a Violent General's Sweetheart Breeder

The next day, Ling Huan politely requisitioned the kitchen for an hour before lunch.

009 consciously unfolded the menu for him, and tirelessly encouraged him.

[Drop key props: the right hand of God of Cooking, the host does not need to worry that the dishes made are not delicious enough. 】

Ling Huan felt a little horrified, and touched his pocket, but found nothing extra.

"Where are the props?"

He took a rough look at the recipes, and felt that there was no problem. Before coming here through the book, he had lived alone. Although he was not very good at cooking, the finished product was still acceptable.

Yesterday, I had dinner with the Leiers family, and he found that the high-level chef, who had been hyped before, seemed to be worse than him.

This time there is an item bonus, his mission should be completed faster.

[This time, the props are similar to innate skills. The host will adjust the props independently when cooking. It is superb when cutting vegetables. It is extremely precise when adding seasonings. It can be carved vividly. 】

Ling Huan: "..."

He tilted his head to look at the slightly arched back, squeezed his head against Chengcheng who kept rubbing against the marble countertop in the kitchen, and asked, "Does Chengcheng eat carrots?"

The rolled up little hedgehog let out a hum.

"Don't eat! That's terrible!"

The back of Ling Huan's hand was licked by something warm, and when he saw Chengcheng finish licking his back, he immediately seized the time to lick his own thorn, and then licked him again, enjoying it back and forth.

He couldn't hold back and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chengcheng stood up and pattered back and forth on the table, with a pleasant voice, "My thorn will remember your smell, so that next time you touch me, it will be a soft thorn and won't prick your hand , Ma Ma let me sleep too early yesterday, I forgot to lick you!"

Ling Huan smiled and said yes, and put the soft little hedgehog to the side, lest the smell would irritate him when he cut the onion and ginger, and there was a slight buzzing sound of the robot behind him.

A bright green reminder jumped out of the pure white ring-shaped light brain on the right wrist.

- Unfreezing is complete.

He looked in the shopping mall of Xingwang last night, and found that there were no shrimps for sale, all of them were whole frozen prawns, and the price was ridiculously expensive. The monthly sales were in single digits, and it seemed deserted.

The hottest selling products are the various types of nutrient solutions at the bottom of the mall, and new comments are popping up every second.

——The crayfish that just came out on the market taste very good. I bought a bottle of minced garlic. Although it is a bit more expensive, it is worth it.I have also been to a noble party before, and the taste of the finished garlic crayfish is hard to describe, but the nutrient solution is good, cheap, cost-effective and delicious.

——I just bought the mango flavor, and I am saving money to buy the strawberry flavor. I hope the next time I have money, the stock will not be out of stock. [tears]

——Watching the food live broadcast while eating nutrient solution, after opening the synesthesia, I feel as if I have eaten the real thing. I bought [-] bottles of ordinary flavor this time, and the conscientious store gave me a bottle of roast chicken flavor. I am moved incoherently. , five-star praise.

Curiously, Ling Huan looked through the food-related posts on Fanxing.com. Combined with the sumptuous dinner before, he discovered that only the rich can afford the empire, and he regards it as a kind of enjoyment. Ordinary people can only rely on Nutrient solution live.

It seems that most of the delicacies sought after by the whole empire are simply cooked ingredients.

They don't seem to know how to cook.

Ling Huan read the columns of two very popular food bloggers, and found that all of their top posts were links to the live broadcast room, and one of the bloggers was a big v account specializing in alpha cub food, so he went to the live broadcast room to go around Circle, because it was too late and the live broadcast was no longer available, so I followed it casually, and I am going to watch it tonight and learn by the way.

Didi's electronic notification sounded in his ears, interrupting Ling Huan's thinking.

The half-person tall silver robot slid steadily to Ling Huan's side. The robotic arm opened its own storage compartment, took out a plate of shrimps from inside, held it up high, and handed it to Ling Huan for his convenience.

Ling Huan touched the robot's head with only a black display, "It was on time, thank you for your hard work."

After understanding the compliment, the display screen jumped, and an electronic emoji lit up towards Ling Huan.

^ _ ^

Both the optical brain and the living robot were sent by Mrs. Lairs yesterday.

He looked through the contacts in his brain and found that it was empty.Mrs. Rails explained that this was a new optical brain, and the previous one had been crushed in a serious car accident. Some contacts and chat records may have been lost, but it was not important.

Because of his beta status, he was a bit withdrawn when he was in school, and he didn't have any good friends. The doctor also comforted him by saying that it was just a short-term amnesia, and he believed that he would regain his memory soon.

Someone patted Ling Huan on the shoulder, he turned his head and glanced at the chef wearing a tall hat with a worried look on his face, "Master Ling, or I'll do it, this shrimp is actually not as good as it looks online. It’s easy to cook, I’m going to check the shrimp line before eating..."

Chef sighed.

It is only when professional chefs like them are going to go to the shrimp line that they can learn the secrets. This kind of spoiled young master is probably just a whim. After watching the live broadcast on the star network, he feels that it is simple, so he wants to cook with great interest.

It's likely to be a mess in the end.

Before Ling Huan could speak, Chengcheng walked over with his head raised, stretched out his claws and pushed the chef, and looked up expectantly.

"Brother will do it!"

Although he has never seen Ling Huan cook, but before Ling Huan was able to fly over the wall, he had already planted the seeds of worship in his heart.

Ling Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his hand holding the knife, picked up a shrimp whose head had been removed, and quickly removed the shell with his hands and feet, completely peeling off without damaging the shrimp meat.

The sharp blade slashed sideways on the back, grabbed the tail of the shrimp, and with a gentle pull, pulled out the shrimp's thread coherently, and put it on the table towel that had been prepared earlier.

Ling Huan's voice was flat, "Is that so?"

A series of actions made the chef half-open his mouth, a little speechless.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, swallowed and said, "Yes, that's right."

The graceful movements are like textbooks.

Even with a knife in his hand, he would never be as perfect as Ling Huan.

Chef took a step back and gave up the kitchen to Ling Huan. The worry just now was gone. He watched Ling Huan's movements, but his eyes became more focused.

After cleaning up all the ingredients, and heating the oil in a pan, Ling Huan suddenly heard the prompt sound of Guangnao.

Not only his, the chef's optical brain also sounded a notification at the same time.

The tough notice jumped out directly.

——Citizens of District 1, please pay attention. There has been a serious accident on Kaos Avenue, and the three main routes around it have been blocked. Citizens are requested to pay attention to the optical brain navigation reminders and choose suitable alternative routes when traveling.

The author has something to say

[Chef: Master, if you don't know how to do it, just do it for me.

Chef: Master, can you teach me! ! 】

Try to be on time tomorrow _(:_」∠)_ Land will be a cat-type leopard~ but Lingling will treat him as a kitten at first