The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

I fell down and sat on the durian.At that time, the pain was so painful that he could never forget it, and even when he returned to the hotel, he gritted his teeth to maintain his image.

Since then, Fu Jinghui has vowed, not to mention not eating durian, even if he sees it, he doesn't want to see it again.

In the end, he didn't know what he was doing. Today he just took a shower and wanted to put on his pajamas and go straight to sleep.He just sat down on his own bed wearing a bathrobe—well, what is the most piercing head hanging from the beam, the darkness of day and night, the tears of the North Star...he felt it all now.

Your uncle!It hurts to death ah ah ah ah ah!

"Ahem, that's what I want to talk about." Seeing the other party gritted his teeth and sucked in pain, and turned his head to his side, the head chef had a strange expression on his face: "Except for the second half of 'the most piercing head hanging' is a little bit in line with you now, The others don't seem to be used in this way..."

"Don't pay attention to those details!" With a big wave of his hand, the other party accidentally touched the edge of the bed with his buttocks, and he turned sideways with a groan of pain, his eyebrows knit together: "I just want to express my emotions at this moment, you Don’t get entangled in the words. What’s more, you have been staying abroad, and you are not very proficient in Mandarin, so it’s normal for you to be unclear about some usages.”

Seeing someone who is "proficient in Mandarin" sitting on the bed and changing his posture from sitting to standing, the chef is really embarrassed to remind him:

My own Mandarin level is actually much better than the other party's.Because the last two sentences are actually old songs recommended to him by officials...

Speaking of which, I have been away for so long, and I don't know what happened to the guys in the restaurant when Guan Guan looked at the house?

Soon Li Luo felt like he was worrying blindly again: there are officials here, so who among those little fellows dare not be obedient?

Since you don't have to worry about family affairs, let's deal with the one in front of you first.

Before the end of the day, he must send away that durian that always gets into trouble!

New York, USA.

Because the chef was away from home, "Luo" had to put up a sign that he was out of business.

Although the front of the store was quite deserted, the room behind the store was bustling with activity.

"God's egg! Don't talk about bean sprouts. I just soaked them in water the day before yesterday, and I just waited for Ah Luo to come back and eat them!" Seeing that the mung bean sprouts he worked so hard to prepare were as incomplete as if they had been chewed by a husky, the old corn official Angrily grabbed the culprit.

Stretching out the leaves and twisting and twisting, Celery tried to avoid punishment: "Ah Luo didn't come back so soon, Guanguan, if you make mung bean sprouts and no one eats them, they will grow old. I just pulled a little root for fun. ..."

At the end, he specifically stated: "Don't call me Goudandan! This name is dead!"

With a gleeful laugh, the lemon bonsai on one side said leisurely: "When you opened up your intelligence and named yourself, the name 'Goudandan' was something you came up with early in the morning."

"Didn't I meet A Luo at that time?" Wanting to cry, Celery regretted why she was so anxious to name her back then: "It's not like you guys, I can't come up with a good name by myself, and A Luo helped me What about me? At the beginning, there was an eggplant next to me, and the naming level was not as good as mine. Do you know what his name is? 'God Leftover'!"

After the ingredients are activated, you only have one chance to choose your own name, and you can't change it after that.

Guan Guan and the others picked up A Luo and raised him. Except for the name of Momo, which was chosen by himself, the others were all helped by the chef. Celery, whose name cannot be changed, is very regretful:

He couldn't find a partner for so many years, it must be because he chose a bad name!

Take a look, there is never a shortage of suitors.

On the topic of "there is no necessary connection between a nice name and finding a partner", Lemon Bonsai and Mr. Celery had a very "friendly" debate. During this period, Celery threw a rag on the table at each other in order to sneak attack.

"Bang!" A piercing voice sounded, and everyone in the room stopped what they were doing.

look at each other.

"It wasn't me/did it." Stretching out a branch to show innocence, Lemon Bonsai declares first.

"Crack!" Another voice sounded.

Everyone present did not move, and all eyes were focused on the door.

—Someone is opening the door.

"It's not A Luo." The voice was a bit dignified, and the official pondered: "I just talked with A Luo on the phone this morning. He is going to Tokyo in a few days, and it is impossible to come back so early. Moreover, this person does not have a key. This is picking a lock." .”

Now everyone is starting to panic, and you are about to leave here as soon as you push me:

Just kidding, if they are discovered by humans other than Ah Luo, they will not be given special treatment at that time. At most, they will be stewed in a better quality casserole.

Because of their panic, they were all blocked by the closet of the cabinet door for a while.

"哐——" the door was finally opened, and all the ingredients were fixed in place, trying to pretend to be ordinary ingredients.

"Here it is." Two men's voices sounded: "Boss said that all suspicious items should be packed and brought back, and he will inspect them himself."

Seeing the vegetables next to the cabinet, one of the men pointed at them and asked his companion, "Shouldn't these be used?"

It's just some vegetables, and it's useless to take them back.What's more, these are not their favorite dishes.

"Do not."

Another person walked in, knelt down/lifted Guan Guan up, held the corn silk and looked at it carefully.

The corn silk was pinched, Guan Guan was in mid-air, all the strength was concentrated on that small tuft of silk, the pain made him almost tear up, the pain was so painful.

But in order not to be exposed, he didn't dare to move.

Several other vegetables wanted to help, but for everyone's safety, they didn't move.

Eerie silence.

After a while, the man held the corn silk and threw it into the packing bag, gritted his teeth and greeted his companion: "Hey, we found something good."

"Bring all these vegetables back to Boss, Boss will be very happy."

Half an hour later, the door of the "Luo" restaurant was closed again, as if no one had come.

It's just that the ingredients in the house that I like to play with are all gone.

The oriole, which came to play with them every day, arrived in the middle of the night with flapping wings. It flew around the yard without seeing anyone it knew, and finally left in doubt.

"Ah—a little bit down..." The voice of groaning floated in the room.

"Is that so?" Another cold voice sounded

"Ah—a little more lightly."

"how about this?"

"Well - that's right there, ah - don't be so... I can't do it..."

"What's wrong with this? Take it easy, you can do it. Bear with it, it will pass soon."

Massaging all the ointment in his hand onto Fu Jinghui's wound evenly, Li Luo raised his eyebrows and patted his buttocks:

"Okay, get up."

"Do you want your hands to be so strong?" Putting on her pajamas aggrievedly, Fu Jinghui complained that the other party's service was not gentle enough: "Just now, you suddenly exerted force, and almost hurt my blooming butt to death!"

"I didn't know why just now, but suddenly my heart tightened, as if something bad was about to happen." Frowning, Master Chef didn't know why he had such a strange feeling.

"Bah, bah, what's wrong with you?" Fu Jinghui tried to divert the other's attention, not wanting to look at Mr. Chef like that: "Don't make excuses for your lack of skill. I don't care, you hurt me, You have to make it up to me!"

Trying to ignore the weird feeling in his heart, Master Chef looked at the guy who had applied the medicine and quickly regained his vitality: "No, I didn't grasp the strength just now, what do you want me to do?"

Eyes lit up, Fu Jinghui smiled wickedly: "I want to order!"

"—Tomorrow I want to eat twice-cooked pork!"

This is not difficult.

No need to think about it, Master Chef readily agreed.

"But speaking of it..." Looking around the room, Fu Jinghui asked doubtfully, "Why is the durian I was sitting on missing?"

Just kidding, let you find it, and then you make durian cakes to vent your anger?He had slipped out of the house while Li Luo was applying medicine to Fu Jinghui before, and Mr. Dulian, who was hiding outside the door, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this sentence.

"You don't like it? Are you still thinking about what to do?"

"It's not like that. Every time I get hurt by a durian, I always meet you..." Touching his chin, Fu Jinghui analyzed: "I know! That's because the durian itself—"

Eyelids twitched, Li Luo didn't expect the other party's IQ to go online suddenly, and he couldn't help mentioning it in his throat.

When Mr. Dulian outside the door heard it, he was already researching the escape route.

"Did you use that durian to punish me on purpose?" Fu Jinghui's eyes sparkled, and Fu Jinghui exuded the excitement of "I'm a detective".

call--

Together with the durian at the door, the chef sighed at the same time:

Good fool!Being stupid also has its benefits. No, at least you don’t have to worry about Mr. Durian being exposed.

Mental patients have broad thinking, and secondly, young people are more happy.

The master chef decided that the dishes for the other party must be increased tomorrow!

Twice-cooked pork is a classic dish of Sichuan cuisine.

Submerge the pork belly in cold water, bring to a boil over high heat, and cook until just cooked before turning off the heat.

Sauté the ginger and garlic in an oil pan, wait for the meat to cool, and slice it.Use a slotted ladle to scatter the meat in the soup to prevent the meat slices from sticking together, and to ensure that the meat slices are not broken at the junction between tenderness and fat.

Stir-fry the meat slices in the oil pan to release the oil. After being heated and exposed to the oil, they curl up slightly, and the aroma of lard is stimulated.Add a spoonful of Pixian bean paste, stir fry evenly, add cooking wine, soy sauce and sugar at a time.Add chopped garlic sprouts and green and red peppers, stir-fry quickly and then take out of the pan.

For the whole dish, the four cooking methods of frying, sautéing, sautéing and deep-frying are combined into one, rich and delicious, fat but not greasy, and bright red in color.Pork supplements iron, green pepper promotes appetite, and green garlic also has the effect of protecting cardiovascular and cerebrovascular and preventing cancer.

The so-called meal is like this.

Fu Jinghui ate two bowls of rice in one go.

"Go to bed early tonight, don't forget that you will be recording the latest food reality show tomorrow."

After the meal, the master chef peeled the grapefruit for Fu Jinghui, and notified Fu Jinghui of tomorrow's work schedule on behalf of the manager.

"Tomorrow's gourmet reality show, the crew members will also go."

The other party picked up a piece and gnawed it quickly, chatting with him.

"That Director Chen is going too?"

Nodding, Fu Jinghui ate a quarter of the grapefruit in the blink of an eye: "It was originally to promote the new movie, so it's normal for the director to come here. And Director Chen's image is more than enough for the show."

image?More than enough?

With a pause for his fingers peeling grapefruit flesh, Li Luo put down his work and leaned back on the sofa, crossing his legs:

"Then tell me, is my image suitable for the show?"

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"Then tell me, is my image suitable for the show?"

When asked this question, the head chef was full of aura, exuding an inexplicable aura all over his body:

His eyes are like cold stars, his pupils are like ice and snow, and the light gray coat makes him look thinner, exuding a dusty smell.

If there is a light on the back, it will definitely be more upright and awe-inspiring than Su Zhenzhen in "Pili Puppet Show".

It's a pity that a certain bastard didn't feel it.

Swallowing a mouthful of grapefruit flesh, Fu Jinghui shook his head: "You are not suitable."

The straight back was stiff, Li Luo didn't expect the other party to give such an answer, so he narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What's wrong with me?"

The tone is gloomy.

If this kid doesn't give him an answer that satisfies him, he'll just wait for takeaways within a week!

You are not suitable anywhere!Fu Jinghui complained inwardly.

——Ice cube face, speaking bluntly, the whole person does not have the people-friendly temperament required by reality shows.

It's a pity that Fu Jinghui couldn't say these words in front of the chef:

A certain person becomes angry from embarrassment, and he will live on takeaway food for several days in a row...

"That...cough cough...Aren't you a professional chef? This reality show is mainly used by people in the entertainment industry to increase popularity and popularity in the past, and you don't enter the entertainment industry." Try to make up a more reliable reason , he rummaged through organizational vocabulary:

"And your cooking skills are so good, won't you steal the limelight from the other guests?"

Feeling relieved by the last sentence, the master chef nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the culinary skills of the guests are indeed not high in a food show that even you can participate in."

Hey, don't hurt me by the way at the end, please!

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Fu Jinghui touched his nose melancholy: Why does he feel that every time something related to Director Chen is mentioned, this guy's attitude towards him is like eating gunpowder, very aggressive ?

Did Director Chen offend him?

No way, the two of them have nothing to do with each other.

Or is it—

"Li Luo, can I ask you a question?"

Raising his eyebrows, Master Chef's eyes drifted over, indicating to Mr. Actor that you can ask.

"I'm just curious..." Qiqi Aiai, Fu Jinghui smiled unnaturally, his whole face turned into a husky: "That... Li Luo, do you have a girlfriend?"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Unconsciously trembling, Fu Jinghui bravely made persistent efforts: "... ex-girlfriend is also counted."

The air pressure in the room suddenly dropped a lot.

So cold.

Remembering what Miss Manager asked herself before, Fu Jinghui bit the bullet, met the chef's strange eyes, and stammered: "If you don't have a girlfriend...a boyfriend...also..."

Before the word "okay" could be said, the chef came over with a sharp look, and Fu Jinghui immediately swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking.

So scary.

Mr. Yingdi felt that his little heart was about to be overwhelmed.

"I'm single now, why, do you have an opinion?"

Overwhelmed by the master chef's aura, Fu Jinghui waved his hands quickly: "I have no objection, I'm just curious how you can still be single with such outstanding qualifications... Hehe..."

What else can happen?Heartbroken and unable to get out, Li Luo looked at the idiot who was sitting across from him and waving his hands, who was about to become a thousand-armed Avalokitesvara, and snorted angrily: "Why are you still single? Because I'm unlucky! The person I like My IQ is not very good, so I can’t find my mind.”

After saying that, the head chef left and went directly upstairs.

The entire back reveals a strong atmosphere of "I'm unhappy, I'm very unhappy".

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Jinghui was shocked by the amount of information in the other party's last sentence, and couldn't recover for a long time:

Does Li Luo have someone he likes? !And still in love?

It was completely unimaginable that Master Chef would take the route of crushing love, he felt as if he had been hit on the back of the head with a sap, buzzing non-stop, and dizzy.

And according to the other party's meaning, it means that the person Li Luo has a crush on is Director Chen?When did these two get involved?And what he revealed between the lines, it seemed that Director Chen didn't have any thoughts about Li Luo?

Quickly took a sip of the cold water on the table to calm down, Fu Jinghui didn't know why, but suddenly felt chest tightness:

Judging by the expression on Master Chef's face when he left just now, it seems that he is very concerned about this relationship.Obviously both parties involved are his Fu Jinghui's friends, but why can't he be happy?

What is the lingering irritability in my heart, hello?

The fifth issue of "24 Seasons of Deliciousness", this issue is dedicated to autumn and winter.

——"The Autumn Fat We Posted in Those Years".

When Fu Jinghui saw the theme of this episode, he almost choked a mouthful of pure water into his throat:

What are these names?What's up with such an obvious funny style?

"This is my first time on this show, 'Male God', you have to cover me today! If there is anything I don't understand, I will ask you to give me some tips." With hearty laughter, Chen Yelin ——Director Chen was still wearing a black shirt, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing his beautiful wrist bones.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Fu Jinghui was embarrassed by the words: "Director Chen, don't make fun of me, I just came to the show a few more times than you."

"That can be regarded as a senior." Patting Fu Jinghui on the shoulder, the man crossed his arms and motioned him to look at the crew: "Did you see that the ingredients for the dishes we are going to make today, you said we will get them later What dish?"

It's all autumn fat, so it's definitely not vegetarian.

Looking at the bamboo baskets that the staff moved back and forth, Fu Jinghui analyzed with the other party: "There are pig's trotters, chicken, fish and so on. We are a new combination today, and we will definitely not put the most difficult dishes together as soon as we come. Let us do it."

So what will it be?

His cheeks turned suspiciously red, and Fu Jinghui's eyes wandered around: "Is this... I don't really know, anyway, it won't be too difficult to do."

Saying it means not saying it.

Standing behind a huge wooden box, Li Luo snorted lightly when he heard what this idiot said, feeling very disgusted.

Today's show, because two guests are cooking together, it's not easy for the chef to prepare the dishes in advance, so everything can only rely on Fu Jinghui's own contingency.

But nothing worked.

Because a certain conch girl turned into a conch girl all the way, her diligence index was beyond the charts, and she didn't need Fu Jinghui to order many things at all, and even handed over a plate for serving.

The dish they got was rose fermented bean curd and pig's trotters.

It's really not difficult.

Add cooking wine and ginger slices to the chopped trotters, boil to remove foam.Drain the trotters and fry in a hot oil pan until the surface is browned.

Chen Yelin looked at the scholarly style with his fingers not touching the sun, and he was very skilled in cooking. Fu Jinghui couldn't get his hands in at all, so he stood aside and watched the other party's extremely smooth posture. [-]. Put the aniseed ingredients into the pot, and the spoon huffed a few times. After the five-spice smell came out of the pot, pour the cooking wine.

Chen Yelin's actions are very standard, so standard that some people believe that he is a professional chef.

Fu Jinghui was deeply jealous:

No wonder he was remembered by the head chef, this skill is indeed not bad.

And the way the other party focused on cooking, the charm value went up, and even the hostess of the show couldn't help but look at Chen Yelin a few more times.

On weekdays, that "Pan Jinlian" has her eyes above her head, and she doesn't pretend to talk to the male guests on the show.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The culinary skills are not as good as the opponent's, and the charm value has no outstanding advantage compared with the opponent. Fu Jinghui feels a strong sense of crisis:

If this goes on like this, when Li Luo and this person really get married, will he be completely forgotten by the other party?

Judging from how much Master Chef disliked him in the past, it is not impossible...

When he was in a trance, he smelled a sweet aroma, and Fu Jinghui looked back, only to realize: at some point, Director Chen had already finished the dishes and was serving them out of the pan.

The whole dish is ruddy in color, and the thick gorgon juice hangs on the surface of the pig's trotters, crystal clear and translucent.The crispy pig's trotters are sprinkled with chopped green onion, and the gelatin of the pig's trotters has been boiled out. The aroma of fermented bean curd mixed with the smell of meat makes people unable to resist their appetite when they smell it.

"Try it?" Seeing Fu Jinghui staring at the dishes, Director Chen smiled triumphantly: "Compare us, who is better at our craftsmanship?"

What is the comparison, my cooking skills are completely incomparable, okay?Fu Jinghui laughed with a guilty conscience.

"The dishes you made in the previous few episodes of the show are very professional. Today you have to give me some pointers and give me a score for this dish." Before Fu Jinghui could react, the other party had already taken the plate and chopsticks Handed it to him.

It's really hard to refuse this posture.

Fu Jinghui: ...Actually, if you want to give advice, Master Chef is more suitable than me.

After not seeing him take the tableware for a long time, the other party suddenly said: "I forgot, you are still holding the microphone, it is inconvenient to eat like this."

Picking up the chopsticks, a small piece of red pig's trotter was held by the chopsticks with both hands, and brought to Fu Jinghui's mouth: "Come on, have a taste?"

Seeing the scene through the crowd, there was no one within a meter of the head chef—all of them were scared away by the low pressure around them.

"Stinky boy! Feed?" Taking a panoramic view of the two people's every move in the distance, Mr. Chef's face was full of storms, and it was so ugly that it was about to turn green:

"I hate pig's trotters the most!"

Washington, America.

As night fell, the lights in the office were as bright as day.

Those who rushed back from New York had already returned to the office to report their itinerary.

"Boss, according to your instructions, we have brought back all the suspicious items in Mr. Li Luo's house, just waiting for you to have a look." He bowed respectfully and stood in the middle of the office. The man pointed at the neatly stacked boxes in the corner.

"I asked you to find something similar to recipes in that house. What did you bring back a box of vegetables and fruits?" Opening two boxes to check, the blond man frowned with displeasure.

"Boss, I haven't forgotten, you said that what you are looking for is something similar to the secret recipe of cooking, and these... are very unusual."

With a flash of light in his eyes, the blond man said slowly: "You don't want to tell me that these are all condensed recipes, but they are recorded in a special way, and we can't see them now?"

"That's not enough..." He choked, and the man opposite touched his nose: "Boss, Mr. Li Luo, who you asked me to check, has been away from that restaurant in New York for almost a month. You didn't notice that these vegetables Fruit, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the Boss seemed to be interested, the man continued: "That Mr. Li has been away for a month, and no one has come in at home. Then, why haven't these fruits and vegetables withered and rotted?"

It stands to reason that after a month, the fruit will dry out and shrink if it does not rot.

But these are all juicy, as if they were just picked off.

"I'm guessing that Li Luo has some way to keep the ingredients fresh and ensure the deliciousness of the ingredients to the maximum extent, that's why his dishes are so popular. Isn't that what our company has always wanted to do? "

"Interesting." With a low smile, the blond man looked at the box containing the ingredients: "Then send it to our technical department for testing to see what advanced technology it is."

Laughter floated softly in the office, no one saw it, and a green shadow flashed by the door.The ingredients in the box have moved each other, visually the same as the previous arrangement.

Slipping out of the building along the ventilation duct in one breath, Celery looked back at the top office tremblingly, and gritted her teeth: "Guanguan, you must hold on until I find Ah Luo to rescue you!"

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"Variety?"

He didn't lift his head when he asked.

"celery."

The tip of the sliding pen stopped, and the person on the opposite side glanced over: "Celery? We haven't grown like yours here? It's so thin, could it be polluted and the variety mutated?"

The leaves, which had been shaking in boredom, stopped suddenly, and the sound of gnashing teeth echoed in the cabin:

"I'm water celery, not celery! It's an authentic oriental vegetable variety, organic and pollution-free, and never used pesticides. It's just like this!"

"Yo ho, you still dare to yell loudly at me, are you quite capable?" Tudou, who was sitting on the armchair, grinned, and shouted directly behind him: "Come on, throw this kid out for me!"

Two stalks of garlic rushed out of the cabin, held down the celery and dragged it outside.

"Don't, don't, I'm in a hurry, can't you count it as my fault?" Thinking that the other party is a potato, it doesn't look too good, and Celery wants to protect her own face, showing that she is not so easy to bully.As a result, when he saw that the other party was serious, and was about to be thrown off the plane, he was cowardly in a second, and quickly persuaded Tudou with a smile:

"You have a lot of adults, don't worry about it with me. Your flight is the fastest to go to Beijing, China. I'm really in a hurry!"

"If you want to ask someone to do something, you must have the attitude of asking someone to do something." Waving his hand, Potato signaled the two garlics to put down the hand that dragged the celery out, and took out a toothpick, trying to pick their teeth like a human being - the result After trying for a long time without success, I remembered:

I have no place to hold it.

Celery had no time to laugh at the other party, and stared nervously at the other party's face, waiting for the other party's reply.

"Well, who made me always be big-hearted and soft-hearted? Those who come from the country have never seen the world, and they don't understand anything about the world. Fortunately, you met me today. If it were someone else, you would become a glass of celery juice " Smiling deliberately, Tudou's mean tone made Celery want to hit him.

But he held it back.

A little intolerance leads to chaos and big schemes. This is what the officials taught them on weekdays.

Right now, rushing to Beijing to find A Luo, the rescue officials and their lives are the most important thing.

After thanking him, Celery wanted to go inside.

"—Hey, what's the rush, you haven't paid yet." Two garlics stopped him, one left and one right, and Tudou was shaking with a piece of cash: "There are five thousand vegetable coins in total. Pay first Money, then board the plane."

Her face turned greener, and Celery stammered: "I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money."

"Why take a plane if you don't have money? Hurry up, don't waste my time!" Waving his hand angrily, the potato was like chasing flies, and immediately drove the celery out of the cabin with two garlics.

If he is driven off like this, the next class will have ingredients to secretly sell scalped tickets to smuggle his own kind of plane, but it will have to wait until next week!

In desperation, Qin Cai had an idea, and quickly shouted: "I can ask my family to pay! As long as I arrive in Beijing, my family will help me make up for the travel expenses owed to you!"

Throwing the toothpick into the basket, Potato sneered: "Who knows if you found an excuse to get on the plane, and if no one pays you when you arrive in Beijing, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

"You think I'm a fool? If there is no proof, I will believe it casually?" Winking at Garlic, Tudou said leisurely: "Beat me first, and then throw it out."

It was the first time he was beaten at such a big age, and Celery felt that his pole was about to be broken.

I don’t know if those two garlics grew up eating chemical fertilizers, and they were so powerful that the pain made celery groan non-stop: “Don’t slap your face... and don’t step on the leaves... I haven’t found a girl yet. Friends, you can't ruin my face... Ah Luo, help me..."

He had already gone far away, but he inadvertently heard Celery's intermittent calls, and Potato suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned back.

"You called 'A Luo' just now? Which A Luo, what is its full name, and what breed is it?" Tudou asked his subordinates to stop beating.

"...A Luo is my family member, his full name is Li Luo, his breed... he is not a vegetable, he is a human being."

It's actually human!

How can human beings be the family of ingredients?The two garlics looked at each other when they heard the words.

With an unpredictable expression on his face, Tudou suddenly changed his mind and told his subordinates: "Let him get on the plane, don't stop him."

"But big brother... doesn't he have no money?" One of the garlics didn't recover, and didn't understand why Tudou suddenly changed his mind.

"I'm the eldest brother, and I have the final say. Do I need to report to you and explain all the decisions I make?"

The other party didn't dare to say anything immediately.

Celery felt like she was dreaming: she was pressed to the ground and beaten for the first minute, but became the guest of the other party for the next minute.

However, he no longer had the energy to think about what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd in that potato.

All the strength was used to remember the current address of A Luo that Guan Guan told him, and the only thing that Qin Cai was worried about now was whether Guan Guan and the others were in danger of their lives before he moved in to rescue the soldiers.

Winter is here, and it's time to start nourishing and keeping healthy.

As soon as Lidong arrived, the head chef was thinking about making some nourishing soup someday. Today, he asked the manager for help and got a small local chicken.

Since the breeding industry developed, most of the chickens sold in the market are feed chickens, and the meat is old and tasteless.In addition to the larger size, the taste of the made is not 01:30 worse than the past fragrance.

The head chef cut the local chicken into pieces, put in red dates, ginger, angelica, and Codonopsis pilosula, and stewed slowly on low heat before going to bed, and put it in a casserole to set the time.

On the second day, Fu Jinghui rarely stayed in bed.

He was awakened by the scent.

Originally, he was still in a dream, floating all over the world, but he felt a long fragrance coming along the wind, and slowly condensed into a huge husky face in front of him, opened his mouth wide at him, and let out a sigh of relief.

——Husky's tone actually tasted like chicken soup, Fu Jinghui said it was hard to believe.

Now, after washing, he wafted into the kitchen along with the scent. He looked at the orange in the casserole, like a little sun.

Because it was simmered slowly overnight, all the essence of the chicken was boiled into the soup.The whole pot of soup is golden and golden, with enoki mushrooms, shredded ham, egg skins, etc. neatly floating on the soup head. I haven’t tasted it yet, but the umami taste of the fungi is intertwined with the unique aroma of the chicken soup, but I smell it , is also extremely enjoyable.

Mr. Actor, who was about to shed his laziness, said: He is hungry.

"There are instant noodles in the cupboard." Holding the chopsticks, he piled up the Cordyceps flower in the casserole bit by bit. The head chef said that he was very busy, and let the actor do as he pleased.

random?

You can't finish such a big pot of soup by yourself, so why should I only eat instant noodles?

Fu Jinghui quit.

"You can't eat this." After looking at the heat, the chef really only prepared one serving of rice, Fu Jinghui groaned and sat in a corner: "You are abusing your employer, why don't you give him food?" We clearly signed the contract."

Is this considered abuse?The eyebrows were raised, and the head chef suddenly smiled. The room was full of spring flowers, and Fu Jinghui was stunned.

"Of course you want to try it. The customer is God. Of course we must try our best to satisfy God's wishes." After taking the bowl he brought over and handing it to Fu Jinghui, he also asked in a very gentlemanly manner: "Excuse me Are you satisfied, 'God'?"

While drinking soup, Fu Jinghui almost choked.

He is really not used to such a gentle master chef, and his back is getting hairy.

But it does taste the best, rich and mellow.

The so-called stew soup, but it needs to be boiled slowly, and the excellent side dishes are also a highlight:

The soup this time is called Cordyceps Flower Chicken Soup Healthy Pot.Cordyceps flower is the abbreviation of Cordyceps militaris, the common name is not old grass, it is a medicinal fungus combining insects and bacteria, a very precious Chinese herbal medicine.It is effective in treating dizziness, tinnitus, forgetfulness, insomnia, soreness of the waist and knees, chronic cough and shortness of breath.

I need to make up for it in winter, and I feel warm all over after taking a sip. Fu Jinghui discussed with the other party: "Why don't you go to France with me? You're not here, and it's hard for me to eat authentic Chinese food outside."

"I'm going to Tokyo to do something very important." Master Chef declined.

This person has never had anything special in mind, what is he doing in Tokyo?

"So...there is a fellow junior who might meet this time?" He listened to the reply with gusto, and Fu Jinghui felt that this Li Luo's experience was as wonderful as listening to Tianqiao's storytelling.

"So, if the two of you meet this time, will the same result as back then happen?"

Shaking his head silently, Li Luo's eyes darkened: "His culinary skills...in fact, I may not be his opponent."

So, is this a life-and-death situation, or do you want to take it as a casual vacation and relax?

"neither."

Seeing Mr. Actor's persistent eyes chasing after him, Li Luo rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache:

This one