Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 112 The Apprentice
The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in his heart, I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Followed by.

Li Changlan pulled a reclining chair and lay down on it.

He turned his head in disgust, and looked at Fan Xian whose face was written all over in protest.

"I have to remind you, don't think too much, don't look at the food you cook, but I know that you will definitely not be able to cook anything delicious."

"You must not expect anything. You have worked so hard to make a meal, which is obviously very unpalatable, but because I am your teacher, I deliberately pretend to be delicious and eat all the food happily. .”

Fan Xian was a little confused by Li Changlan's words.

"Since you're not going to eat the food I cook, why do you bring me here?"

Li Changlan sighed, waved his hands and said, "It's very simple. From now on, I will teach you to cook a dish every day. After you learn it, you will be responsible for my dinner in the future."

Fan Xian stared, more and more aware that Li Changlan's shamelessness was the only thing he had ever seen in his life.

Take the money from the Fan Mansion and become the husband of the young master of the Fan Mansion.

It doesn't matter if you don't teach him any advanced skills, even if you don't teach him to read and write, but he turned against the master and used him, the young master, as a servant.

Is there such a reason?

Fan Xian raised his head angrily, and looked at Li Changlan.

He saw Li Changlan lying on the recliner, eyes closed, slowly rocking the recliner leisurely, extremely comfortable.

Fan Xian secretly threw back a few vegetables in his hand, intending to be lazy.

At this time.

Li Changlan's voice came over.

"Fan Xian, let me remind you first."

"Although I am your husband, there are many types of husbands. I will not pamper and indulge you because you are young. If you do not cook the food for me, I will punish you for not eating at night." eat."

Li Changlan said something lightly without opening his eyes.

"Submit!" Fan Xian rolled his eyes when he heard Li Changlan's words.

He honestly picked up the ingredients he had thrown back just now, and was about to go to the water tank to wash off the soil stained on the vegetables.

Maybe it's because of his short stature.

Fan Xian moved a small bench, rolled up his sleeves, and was able to barely reach the edge of the water tank, and put his hands into the water.

He carefully cleaned the vegetables and said, "Sir, my grandma likes light food."

Li Changlan responded lightly, and said, "Well, I know, but I don't like light food. If you and the old lady are not used to my food, I can eat separately with you in the future."

Fan Xian sighed helplessly again when he heard Li Changlan's words.

Delicious food and drink were offered, and the gift money was also collected. He didn't expect that Li Changlan would want to eat separately and enjoy the food alone.

All the good things in the world have fallen into your hands, right?

now.

Fan Xian just wanted to smash Li Changlan's head with the big carrot in his hand, and then shouted "Dream you!"
But unfortunately.

After all, Fan Xian was just thinking about it in his heart.

Even if this Mr. Li is taken away, I am afraid that there will still be Mr. Zhang and Mr. Sun in the future. Rather than keep dealing with one after another, it is better to keep one.

Although Li Changlan has a bad personality, at least he is relatively simple.

Whatever he was thinking would be clearly written on his face, and he would speak straightforwardly, and he would not intentionally make some twists and turns, so it was easy for people to guess his true thoughts.

Fan Xian rubbed the vegetables vigorously in the water tank, as if he mistook the big radish in his hand for Li Changlan.

Wait until the vegetables are cleaned.

Li Changlan quickly made a demonstration first, and in almost no time, he prepared three or four exquisite dishes and placed them in front of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian originally wanted to make some sarcasm.

But who would have known that looking at the almost impeccable delicious food in front of him.

With a tense expression on his face, he used the chopsticks to put a chopstick into his mouth pretending to be calm, but in the end, against his "conscience", he swept away a few dishes like a storm and burped in satisfaction.

"To be honest, your cooking skills are really impeccable!"

Fan Xian touched the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and extended his thumb towards Li Changlan.

Among other things, just because of Li Changlan's skill in Danzhou, which is definitely considered the number one culinary skill, he felt that it was not a bad idea to keep Li Changlan.

Although the price is a bit expensive, it doesn't matter.

Who told his father, who is an official in the capital, that the most important thing he lacks is money?
"Stop complimenting me, it's useless to compliment me any more. I'll just demonstrate it once. I don't care if you memorize the recipe or not. After a while, you have to follow the process of cooking the dishes I just made and copy all the dishes."

As Li Changlan was talking, Xu felt that the weather was a bit stuffy, so he waved to a maid in the distance.

On the other side, Fan Xian heard Li Changlan's obviously harsh words.

He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and said repeatedly: "No way, you just cooked so many dishes, and you didn't explain the whole process. Where can I make them?"

Li Changlan said lightly: "If you can't think of it, think about it slowly. If you can't cook a single dish, you will be hungry at night. Don't think about eating, just drink water to satisfy your hunger."

Fan Xian looked at Li Changlan, who was being served by the maid who was gently fanning the wind beside him, looking very contented, and felt that his future life might be gloomy...

He gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it just cooking, this kind of thing can't trouble me!"

Most of the day.

Fan Xian couldn't remember how many times he practiced.

When Li Changlan was cooking before, his movements were extremely fast. Whether it was the superb knife skills or the ingenious control of the heat, it made people dazzled.

Often in the blink of an eye, there are several kinds of seasonings in the cooking pot.

In this case, no matter how smart Fan Xian was, he couldn't reproduce any of the dishes.

until the third day.

Fan Xian managed to make a decent dish by memorizing it repeatedly and trying it over and over again.

However, he saw that Li Changlan still looked relaxed.

Taking advantage of Li Changlan's inattention, Fan Xian turned around and hugged the dish, and secretly added a handful of ingredients.

"Eat, eat, eat, I will let you eat!"

"You really enjoy eating. The delicacies of mountains and seas are not the same every day, but I have been hungry for three days. If Uncle Wuzhu secretly sent me two steamed buns, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink water." It's going to be swollen."

Wait until Fan Xian turns around.

Seeing that Li Changlan was still enjoying the massage from the maid in the mansion, he felt relieved, and quickly came to Li Changlan with the dishes.

"Sir, I'm done." Fan Xian showed a flattering smile.

"Well, I see." Li Changlan slowly opened his eyes, took a casual glance at his hand, then lost interest, and pushed it back to Fan Xian again.

Seeing that Li Changlan didn't seem to want to even try a bite, Fan Xian said anxiously: "Sir, I have observed this dish for several days, and I have firmly memorized every detail of your cooking. The taste should be similar. How can you even eat it?" Don't you even take a bite?"

Li Changlan said leisurely: "It's salty."

(End of this chapter)