Raiders of fast-wearing rivals

Chapter 993 Little Roy the Master Chef 20
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bo saw his subordinates holding back their laughter.

Yan Wei continued: "Miss Su set the kitchen on fire..."

"Huh?" Yan Bo immediately became nervous, "How is Luo Yi? Was he injured?"

"Not injured." Seeing that the master became nervous, Yan Wei immediately explained: "Miss Su wanted to test potatoes, but she didn't expect the fire to be under control, and there was too much firewood in the kitchen, so she caught fire.

But it was wiped out not long after, and neither of them was injured, only some kitchen utensils were lost. "

Only then did Yan Bo heave a sigh of relief.

But just leaning against the back of the chair, he still felt uneasy, stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while."

"Yes."

When Yan Bo arrived at Su Luoyi's house, Chef Su and several craftsmen were repairing the kitchen with tools, while Su Luoyi was carrying a kitchen knife and chopping potatoes on the tree roots.

Chef Su was busy, when he saw Yan Bo coming over, he greeted him a few times, and then continued to work.

Yan Bo walked towards Su Luoyi.

Su Luoyi was cutting potatoes seriously, and his movements were quite proficient.

She picked up one and looked at it, shook her head, sighed, and continued with the next potato.

After cutting another one, Yan Bo interrupted: "You just keep cutting this?"

Su Luoyi has been obsessed with his own small world, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice and raised his head.

Seeing Yan Bo coming, Su Luoyi wondered, "Why are you here?"

Yan Bo didn't answer, but said: "Uncle Su asked you to learn how to cook?"

"Well," Su Luoyi said with a weary look, "I said that I want to start with knife work, and I want to shred this potato, so that any one can pass through the pinhole."

Yan Bo smiled slightly, "What if it can't be done?"

"If you can't do it, keep doing it." Su Luoyi went crazy, showed Yan Bo his palms, and said, "My palms hurt so much."

The palms were slightly red, but it didn't hurt much, just tired.

Yan Bo's eyes sank slightly, and he said, "Don't cut it, let's rest for a while."

Su Luoyi said: "No, I finally found the texture, I think it will definitely work if I cut a few more!"

"I can't say for sure!" Yan Bo clenched her wrist, exerting a little force.

Su Luoyi was in pain.

Yan Bo let go, and said, "I'll cut it for you."

"Huh?" Su Luoyi's eyes widened.

And this kind of operation?

This place is a shady place, and Chef Su and the others over there are working so hard that they can't see what's going on here.

Yan Bo washed his hands, picked up the potatoes and began to cut them.

"Puchi—" Su Luoyi laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Bo glared at her.

Su Luoyi smiled and said, "I thought you could cut potatoes, but it turns out you can't!"

She pushed Yan Bo away and said, "Okay, I'll do it myself."

Yan Bo grabbed her hand and said in a muffled voice, "But you're tired."

Then, Yan Bo said: "I'll come."

Although the voice is shallow, it is extremely firm.

The boy's strength was already greater than hers, and she couldn't gain the upper hand in such a stalemate, so she could only say: "Then you come."

Yan Bo picked up the kitchen knife.

He was used to holding bows and arrows with his hands, and he always felt a little awkward holding a kitchen knife at this time.

But recalling Su Luoyi's posture just now, he quickly imitated it.

In terms of learning ability, Yan Bo is better.

Only the fourth potato was able to pass through the pinhole.

Holding the needle, Su Luoyi said in surprise, "It's amazing." With this kind of skill, it's not bad to be a second prince or a vegetable cutter in the future!
Yan Bo put the qualified potato shreds in a bowl and said with a smile, "Is it all right?"

Su Luoyi nodded quickly, "Yes, yes!"

(End of this chapter)