I came back from farming Tianwen and became popular in the entertainment industry

Zhong Le cheerfully followed the waiter to the back kitchen to scoop pickles with a small white bowl.

As soon as the kimchi jar was lifted, a sweet and sour aroma wafted out, "It's really fragrant." Zhong Le rolled his eyes with a smile, picked up the spoon on the side, and poured it into the bowl.

Halfway through pretending, I heard a loud roar from the side.

"Stop breathing?!"

Looking back, it turned out that the natural gas for cooking in the kitchen suddenly went out.

Zhong Le put down the kimchi bowl in his hand, and asked politely, "Is there any problem?"

Annoyed, the uncle chef took off his chef's hat and said, "The natural gas has stopped. It's really a good time to stop."

Zhong Le walked in and saw that the pork liver fried in the pot was still medium-cooked.

Tiantian stretched his head: "Ah, Zhensheng, it's a pity that I ran out of skills today, otherwise I would be able to let the natural gas flow."

Zhong Le and Tian Tianxin were intentional but lacked strength, and the uncle chef scratched the back of his head in boredom.

"The key is that that variety show guy is eating at our place today, what if the food isn't enough?"

Zhong Le remembered that there were only two dishes on the table, which were really few, but outside this hotel, there was not even a noodle restaurant outside, let alone the natural gas was cut off. The streets stopped.

Just thinking about it, the waiter brother who just brought him in also trotted in: "Uncle, the gas in the whole street has stopped, let's use an electric frying pan."

"Go, go, go and get it."

Zhong Le watched the little brother turn over from the bottom of a pile of groceries, and after checking it, he revealed bitterness: "Uncle, the thread was gnawed by a mouse."

"Uncle, let's see if your stove can be used." Zhong Le saw the stove in the corner as soon as he came in.

Uncle: "It's okay, but I need someone to help me control the heat when I cook."

Zhong Le smiled and recommended himself: "Uncle, I can help you!"

At this time, another little girl ran in: "Uncle, everyone on the street asked you to check out the natural gas supplier, and they said that you can show me."

Hearing this, Zhong Le took a step forward and said, "I can still cook vegetables while lighting a fire." The workman's soul was already burning in his body.

"Okay, you have a small body, you don't even have calluses on your hands, and you still cook vegetables and want to make a fire?"

Zhong Le, who was rejected, was not annoyed, and was about to say a few words, when he was about to speak, he heard an old voice asking: "I heard that you have stopped breathing?"

The person who walked in was an old man about 50 years old, followed by a girl.

The two of them, Zhong Le, have some impressions. The old man is a senior Wu Ge who is both virtuous and artistic. He usually likes to post photos of his own food on social platforms, and this girl is the popular girl group idol Yue Keke, who sings and dances well. , but it is a well-known kitchen killer.

"Hello, I'm Zhong Le."

"Hello." Senior Wu Ge nodded to him, but Yue Keke just glanced at Zhong Le and curled his lips.

"Just now I heard that you are busy, I can come to cook, anyway, I am idle." Wu Ge smiled, giving a sense of calmness, "It happens that this junior can help light the fire, I think we can do it ourselves."

"Ah, that's it." The uncle saw that Wu Ge thought it was quite reliable, and thought for a while: "That's okay, the natural gas probably won't come until tomorrow. I heard that you are still busy tomorrow, so please trouble yourself Lah, no money for this meal!"

After the uncle finished speaking, he hurried out.

On the other side, Zhong Le saw the waiter brother bring out a lot of firewood from the corner. Zhong Le picked it up and took a look: "No, this kind of wood burns too fast. Is there any bigger wood? That kind of burning will last longer Higher."

The waiter brother thought for a while: "Yes, I will go downstairs and carry it up immediately."

Wu Ge smiled and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to really understand."

Tiantian giggled in his mind: "Our Jialele is like a kitchen god!" Although no one could hear it, it still boasted happily.

Zhong Le pursed his lips and lowered his head to smile, picked up the hemp twine nestled in the corner of the wall, and planned to tie up these scattered thin wooden strips.

Yue Ke could see that there were still a bunch scattered around, and felt that it would not be good for Zhong Le to be busy alone, so he said, "Do you need any help?"

Zhong Le was surprised that Yue Keke was willing to touch these dirty wooden sticks, but thinking that the other party was a girl, he still said: "No need, you go out and sit and wait, girls, don't get your clothes dirty."

"Girls can do it too." Yue Keke was dissatisfied with his answer, and tied her hands up. The variety show hadn't started filming yet, so she didn't want to be compared to this squeamish young master.

"You guys do it, I'll go and look at the dishes." Wu Ge saw that there was no place for him to help, so he went to the other side.

He Wenwen saw that his artist had entered the kitchen and hadn't come out for a long time, so he also went in to have a look, and found that the artist was tying wooden sticks with his hands, and he slammed again.

You tender hands, don't get scratched!

"Teacher Zhong! Let me go!" He Wenwen went up to get the stick in Zhong Le's hand, but Zhong Le hid it and took it away.

Zhong Le turned his back to him: "I'll do it, you can help that little sister next to you."

The corner of Yue Keke's mouth twitched. If she remembered correctly, she was older than Zhong Le, but just now when she observed Zhong Le binding firewood, her fingers were nimble and skillful, as if that movement was not binding firewood. , but folding flowers.

"Why do you tie firewood so elegantly?" Yue Keke couldn't help asking, this young master is different from the online reviews, he doesn't mind being dirty, and he works neatly.

Zhong Le smiled wryly in his heart. In the book "It's Better to Go Home and Farm the Field" than to be an actor, he not only needs to farm in the desert, but also has requirements.

Zhong Le smiled at her, and said with a smile: "Because I am the son of the Lian family."

At this moment, Song Yiqing also came in to see the situation, and just heard Zhong Le say this, Lian Jiazi?How could this person have the confidence to say that he is a Lianjiazi.

As long as those slender arms and legs were tied with dry firewood, he said that he was a Lianjiazi, and he was really confident.

Zhong Le didn't know what was going on in Song Yiqing's mind, but Tiantian propped up his little head with his paws again, committing a nympho towards Song Yiqing.

The fire was built quickly, and in front of the blazing fire, Zhong Le made a proud peasant gesture.

"Senior Wu, you can come over and cook." Yue Keke called out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wu Ge came to cook, he was splashed with hot oil not long after.

"Oh!" Yue Keke noticed it and rushed to help Wu Ge wash his hands, and said concerned: "Senior Wu, are you okay?"

Zhong Le, who heard the voice, also raised his head from behind, hurriedly got up to see if Senior Wu was seriously burned by the hot oil.

"It doesn't matter to me, I just didn't think that this big pot of oil is quite cruel." After speaking, he looked at Zhong Le, "Just now I heard Lele said that he can come to cook, how about this, I will watch the fire, and he will cook! "

Yue Keke hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, don't, don't, this fire is smoky, let's go out, Senior Wu."

He Wenwen stood up at this time: "I can light a fire, let me do it."

Song Yiqing clicked his tongue: "Everyone go out, I'll come." What kind of dishes does Zhong Le's pampered young master cook, and the assistant who is with him seem unreliable at first glance.

Zhong Le took the spatula: "Let me do it, I can do it by myself."

Song Yiqing was still worried, he didn't want to have diarrhea tomorrow, so he said, "I'll stay, you go out and wait."

Zhong Le was worried about Song Yiqing burning the fire, and Song Yiqing was worried about Zhong Le's cooking. The two who stayed in the kitchen were vigilantly paying attention to the situation of the other.

But Tian Tian leisurely tilted Erlang's legs in his mind: "Does it feel good to cook with a handsome guy~ Lele~"

"Not good, not good at all." This Song Yiqing didn't know how to light a fire at all, he just came to add to the chaos!

Outside the kitchen, when everyone heard that Song Yingdi and Young Master Zhong were cooking, they were all surprised and couldn't keep their mouths shut, but they felt that their dinner was nothing.

The ones who reacted the most were the two who had broken their mouths just now.

"Zhong Le is not trying to get revenge on us by tampering with the dishes!"

"What kind of dishes does his little master cook, at most, he just pretends. Didn't you hear that our boss is also in there? Don't worry."

But what surprised them even more was that Zhong Le brought out a dish almost every few minutes.

Spicy stir-fried pork liver with delicious color, diced shiitake mushrooms that melt in your mouth, yellow tomato scrambled eggs, braised eggplant with a lot of leather stuffing, and the simplest stir-fried bean sprouts.

Since it is a farm dish, the quantity is not much, but the portion of the dish is big, but it is enough to surprise everyone. One of Song Yiqing's two assistants was attracted by the aroma and couldn't hold back. He took a sip with chopsticks .

The moment I entered, my eyes lit up, and I exclaimed loudly: "My God! It's so delicious!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't wait to start using their chopsticks, and they were full of praise for this craftsmanship while eating.

But the director was the most surprised. He originally thought that Qing Zhongle was here to edit the hype, but he didn't expect this kid to have a hand. It seems that he has to re-arrange a variety show script for him.

On the other side, Wu Ge's expression was a bit grim, Yue Keke thought that his hand was injured and still hurting, so he cared a little more, but Wu Ge didn't seem to hear her.

Wu Ge originally wanted to see Zhong Le make a fool of himself this time, but he didn't expect that this person is really capable. This will be shown in variety shows, and his own personality will collide with him, so he has to find a way.

Zhong Le, who was washing his hands after cooking, could not help but smile on his face, as expected, cooking is still comfortable~ Satisfied, he went out with a small bowl full of kimchi.

Song Yiqing, who was eating at the other side, also tasted Zhong Le's stir-fried dishes, which were actually quite delicious. This person is not like what the outside world said.

Zhong Le, who was full, remembered the question he asked Tiantian when he returned to the world, and now he could continue to ask: "Tiantian, why did the general system give you to me as a gift?"

Tiantian covered her eyes with her paws, and said in a muffled voice, "Lele, you were already dead, but you continued to live because you bound me, so I can't leave you in a short time." Tiantian sighed melancholy at this point, "But fortunately, as soon as I reach level ten, I will leave you automatically, and you can live in safety."

Zhong Le couldn't help frowning: "Is there any precautions?"

Every time he went to a new world, the rules would be different. For example, in the book "It's Better to Go Home and Farm the Farm" if Zhong Le didn't plant enough green value, he would die directly.

Tiantian turned over and said, "Currently the general system hasn't sent me any precautions, so there shouldn't be any."

"Oh~" Zhong Le responded to Tiantian in his mind, and by the way, he finished the last piece of kimchi, and just after eating, he saw Senior Wu Ge sitting next to him.

"I saw that you worked so hard today, so I served you a bowl of soup, which is just enough to satisfy your stomach."

Zhong Le accepted it gratefully, as expected, he is a senior with both virtue and skill, and he is very good at taking care of others.

Reaping a kind Zhong Le, holding the bowl in both hands, and saying thank you several times, Wu Ge also showed a warm and iconic smile.

"You are so polite, drink quickly."