My micro shop is open to heaven

Chapter 69 Yang Yihang, Are You Deceiving Too Much?

God of Cookery: Immortal Xuantian, what is hot pot?Xiaxian has never heard of it.

Yang Yihang laughed.

If you had heard of it, I wouldn't have sold it to you!
Xuantian: Fellow Daoist God of Cookery, this is a delicious food that I have developed for many years. If it is not for the urgent need of fellow Daoist, I would not take it out...

The God of Cookery was very moved, this Xuantian Immortal is really a veritable Immortal!

Only this kind of immortal can be called an immortal!
How are they like those snobbish people?

System prompt: The customer God of Cookery has paid in advance, and shopkeeper Xuantian has harvested [God of Cookery Collection], which is currently stored in the warehouse.Please Xuantian store owner deliver the goods within 12 hours, overtime delivery will downgrade the micro store.

System prompt: The store clerk [Broomstar] voluntarily gave up 300 merits per month, and will not be deducted at the end of this month.

I go!

If you exceed the time limit, you will be punished.

Within 24 hours, he will be able to deliver the goods no matter what, but he doesn't know that the God of Cookery can't afford to wait...

The God of Cookery has sent the "God of Cookery Collection" written by himself to Immortal Xuantian, but there has been no reply.

The God of Cookery just watched eagerly, waiting for the Great Immortal Xuantian to give him the "hot pot".

Xuantian: Fellow Daoist God of Cookery, you also know that the hot pot was carefully developed by me, so... I can't deliver it to you so soon.

The God of Cookery is about to cry, can't I give it to him right away?

But... but the peach feast is coming soon!

If he doesn't make preparations, he will really die!
Lord Stove will definitely play in his place, and he won't be able to stand being rewarded by the Jade Emperor.

God of Cookery: But Daxian...can you hurry up?The peach feast is coming soon.You give it to Xiaxian, and Xiaxian will take it back for research.

Although it was the idea of ​​the Great Immortal Xuantian, but these things need to be personally handled by the God of Cookery, how can we do it without research?
Xuan Tian: Don't worry, it can be done without much research. It will be delivered to you within 12 hours.God of Cookery, hurry up and practice your birthday cake.

The God of Cookery also knows that he can't force others to make things difficult for him. Even the Great Immortal is willing to pass on the cheats to him, but is he still afraid that the Great Immortal will run away?
The God of Cookery nodded emphatically: Then trouble the Great Immortal Xuantian, and the Immortal will go back to the kitchen to practice birthday cakes, and I will definitely surprise everyone!
The God of Cookery is offline.

Chef Huang on the side was extremely contemptuous, "Young man, are you still playing with your mobile phone? Do you know that Mr. Li outside is already urging you?"

Yang Yihang finally came back to his senses, and looked at Chef Huang indifferently: "Delicious food can make people willing to wait, but no one is willing to taste bad food no matter how early it is made!"

Chef Huang's face was turning green, "You...you..."

Yang Yihang twitched the corner of his mouth, how is it?
If you have the ability to beat him up!

"Ignorant boy! I won't argue with you anymore."

Chef Huang waved his sleeves, and suddenly felt a urge to defecate, and said to the kitchen helper, "I'll go to the bathroom to get a big one, and I'll come back later to make that big meal! Haha!"

The boy nodded his head in compliment: "Master Huang, you can go, we are watching in the kitchen."

Chef Huang left triumphantly.

Yang Yihang became suspicious, what exactly was the "big meal" this group of people were talking about?
As soon as Chef Huang left, the boy started to look like "there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings". He raised his head and looked at Yang Yihang contemptuously: "Can you do it? If not, let us do it! Don't take advantage of it." Don't shit in the latrine!"

Yang Yihang snorted lightly, "This is the latrine? You go tell Mr. Li Zhu Lao and them."

The little guy died all of a sudden, how dare they talk to the two old men like that, it's almost as good as dying.

"Hmph, you can mess around with yourself!" The boys looked at each other, "We're busy with our own work!"

The kitchen is very big, and the group of young guys left the left half of the kitchen to Yang Yihang, and they went to the right, washing and cooking together, waiting for the "game feast" later.

Yang Yihang extracted the "God of Cookery Book" from the Weidian, and saw a golden light flashing on him...

When Yang Yihang picked up the kitchen knife again, his superb knife skills appeared in an instant!
The bean sprouts are neatly cut together, and the pak choy is neatly cut into vertical strips.

Yang Yihang sighed, the God of Cookery was born into a master of swordsmanship, and these little guys didn't even come to watch?
What a shame!

Yang Yihang began to pour oil into his own pot, and the mellow oil became hot...

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, do you smell... the fragrance? My mother, it smells so good!"

"I smelled it too. It's such a refreshing scent. All the gluttons in my stomach have come out."

"Is Chef Huang back? Already cooking?"

The boys turned their heads to look around, but they didn't see Chef Huang, "Is he still shitting?"

"I'll wipe it! That, that, that, that kid!!" exclaimed.

A few young men stood not far away and looked at Yang Yihang's back, watching him turn up the fire effortlessly, and the cabbage in the pot was dyed golden and tumbling in the pot.

A refreshing scent wafted through the entire kitchen, it was a scent they had never smelled before, and it made the gluttons in their stomachs keep screaming.

"My mother, how do I feel... that he is possessed by the little master of China? Didn't he know it just now? Why did he suddenly lose his ability? He must be possessed by the little master!" This young man is a theist.

The little guy rubbed his eyes, staring at Yang Yihang's clean white T-shirt, "There is... a dragon behind it?"

"Damn, what dragon? Grandpa Stove King is possessed, I'll go! New Oriental No.1 is not so strong!"

The boys were so tempted to salivate by the refreshing fragrance, they couldn't help walking towards Yang Yihang.

This became more and more frightening.

For a chef, it may be much easier to cook a big meal, but it is difficult to cook home-cooked dishes.

Because, home cooking, everyone can.

As a chef, how can you cook better than ordinary people?

This is a very serious problem!

They stared at Yang Yihang's skillful movements and only had one thought.

This looks better than others!

Yang Yihang looked at the table and found that there was no seasoning, "Where's the salt?"

The boy hurriedly said, "Over there!"

Yang Yihang frowned, and without waiting for the boy to help, he turned the fire to the minimum, and walked over there by himself.

A few boys suddenly shouted that it was not good, "Yang...Master Yang, you are frying, and we will get you the seasoning!"

And Yang Yihang had already walked to the front, and as expected, he saw the seasoning box on the counter.

Suddenly there was a "squeak" and "chirp" sound from a cloth bag frame at the foot, and the sound was full of panic.

Yang Yihang immediately looked into the cloth bag frame, and a pair of frightened eyes were looking at Yang Yihang.

Yang Yihang himself was taken aback.

I rub!

What is this?
"Squeak creak!!"

The thing inside seemed to see the savior, and kept humming, as if begging him for help.

Yang Yihang stretched out his hand and opened some of the cloth bags outside the basket, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"I rub, monkey???"

The little guy was about to cry, "Master Yang, Master Yang, you..."

Looking at the monkey in the frame, Yang Yihang felt a storm in his heart.

Damn, he already knows what Wanda just said is "delicious"!

Their wild game - monkeys!
"Master Yang, your pot..."

With a sullen face, Yang Yihang returned to his pot with the seasoning box, began to put in the seasoning, and then turned off the fire. His movements were smooth and smooth!
Plate the bok choy.

The young fellows showed admiration on their faces and raised their hands, "Master Yang, we admire you for making this dish of home-cooked cabbage to the extreme!"

You don’t need to eat it, just by looking at it and smelling it, you know it’s delicious!
Yang Yihang also cleaned up the bean sprout soup on the side.

A few boys watched helplessly, drooling.

Yang Yihang pushed the smaller plate aside, "You guys try it? This big plate will be sent out later."

The boys were startled, with surprise on their faces: "Thank you! Thank you, Master Yang!"

"Hurry up and grab your chopsticks, idiot!"

"Eat it while it's hot! Eat it while it's hot! Hurry up, try Master Yang's handicrafts, it's sure to be delicious, so let's not talk about the appearance! Beau!"

A few boys held chopsticks and gathered around the table to eat bean sprouts and Chinese cabbage.

Seeing that they were not paying attention, Yang Yihang walked quickly but silently to the cloth bag basket and looked at the little monkey inside.

Yang Yihang cursed secretly, this group of people are too frenzied.

Eat monkeys?
Is there something wrong with your brain?

Are you not afraid of getting sick?

If Grandpa Dasheng knew that his descendants were eaten by those idiots, he would beat them to death with a golden cudgel!

"Squeaky-"

Seeing Yang Yihang, the little monkey squeaked.

What a clever little monkey.

Yang Yihang looked back at the young fellows fighting for it, suddenly picked up the cloth bag and basket, and took it out...

When Yang Yihang came back, the boys were blushing.

"Fuck you, this last cabbage is mine!"

"Bah, I caught it with my chopsticks. What are you? You stole it from me at school, and you still want to snatch it now? Go ahead and dream!"

A few boys were holding the last piece of cabbage with their chopsticks, but no one would let it go.

As a result, another young man silently drank the last sip of bean sprout soup.

"I'll go to your grandma, Xiao Zhou! That's my soup!"

A few guys started fighting in the kitchen...

For a bite of bean sprout soup, a small cabbage...

"What's the matter?!! Hurry up and cook!" Chef Huang came back from the bathroom after shitting, and when he came back, he saw this scene and yelled angrily.

The boys grunted and got up from the ground.

Several people have painted on their faces...

Chef Huang sneered: "This is the kitchen, not your home! Hurry up and cook, or leave if you don't."

Chef Huang turned his head and looked at Yang Yihang, "Are you done? Why don't you take out your stuff when you're done?"

Chef Huang's gaze accidentally landed on two dishes on the table, a bowl of bean sprout soup and a plate of Chinese cabbage.

that color...

Chef Huang's expression moved slightly, and just as he was about to take a closer look, Yang Yihang's figure directly blocked him, "I'm going out first, Chef Huang will cook your 'delicious'."

Depend on!
He didn't see it clearly, and this kid brought it out?

Bah, it must be shameful!

Chef Huang thought about Yang Yihang's extremely poor knife skills, so he nodded secretly, and said to the boys, "Why are you standing there? Hurry up and serve the main course! There are some leftovers, and we will try them later." .”

Yang Yihang sneered, taste?
Take your time!
Yang Yihang went out with two dishes.

Old Li's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw Yang Yihang's figure, and said excitedly, "Here we come!"

Wan Ziyang moved his nose slightly, feeling a little startled.

smell good……

Pooh!
It must be the wrong taste of his nose!

But as Yang Yihang got closer, the fragrance became more and more intense, which made Wan Ziyang feel his appetite whetted, and he really wanted to taste it...

Yang Yihang put down the two dishes and smiled lightly: "Home-cooked dishes, please try."

"Yihang, sit down, sit down! Wow, there are cabbages!" Mr. Li patted Yang Yihang's arm excitedly.

Yang Yihang returned to Zhu Lingyu's side, waited for the two old men to move their chopsticks, and picked some vegetables for Zhu Lingyu.

Wanda just sneered and murmured.

I want to taste what you made!
Mr. Li has been blowing for ten minutes!

He still doesn't believe that a home-cooked dish will make Mr. Li like it so much.

It must be that Mr. Li has never eaten delicious food, and that big dish will be served later... Humph.

By the time Mr. Zhu put down his chopsticks, Mr. Li had already eaten several mouthfuls.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious! How is this cabbage made? It's so refreshing!"

A group of people looked at Mr. Li with some consternation.

Really that delicious?

Then...then they will try it hard.

Zhu Lingyu took a bite of the bean sprouts lightly, and before she could swallow it, she felt that her taste buds were instantly opened...

Yang Yihang slightly hooked his lips, very satisfied with their performance.

"The Book of the God of Cookery"!

Who is the God of Cookery?

Can it be delicious?

Zhu Lingyu was a little surprised and said: "It's delicious...there's not much oil, just right. These bean sprouts are really delicious."

Yang Yihang smiled, took a spoon and gave Zhu Lingyu a bowl of bean sprout soup.

Mr. Li yelled from the side, "Yihang, save your grandpa Li a little, don't patronize that little girl Ling Yu."

Yang Yihang thought to himself, he didn't care about beautiful women, and went to take care of you, a strong old man?
He is not blind!
As soon as Wanda took a bite with Wanmu, the chopsticks pick up the food quickly.

Obviously, most of the dishes on the table were not finished, but those two dishes—bean sprout soup and fried cabbage—disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that they stopped talking, Wan Ziyang grabbed food like the hungry people in the Great Famine, and couldn't help stretching out his chopsticks...

When Mr. Li saw it, he immediately said, "Zi Yang!"

Wan Ziyang was taken aback, "Huh? Mr. Li, did you call me?"

Mr. Li said shamelessly: "Didn't you just say on the table that you would never eat the junk food made by Yang Yihang? Don't move your chopsticks!"

Wan Ziyang: "..."

Damn, why doesn't this old man Li die! !
I wish the old man also ate his mouth full of oil, "Yes, yes, Lao Li is right. You must mean what you say, Ziyang, you should stop eating, and just watch us eat."

Wan Ziyang: "..."

I wipe! !Why is this wishing the old man the same?
Wan Ziyang saw his parents eating desperately, the two old men snatching bean sprouts regardless of their appearance, Ling Yu also lowered his head and drank the soup, but it was obvious that he drank the soup much faster.

Wan Ziyang looked embarrassed holding the chopsticks, he didn't know whether the chopsticks should be stretched out or retracted...

Yang Yihang looked at Wan Ziyang with a smirk on his face, this kid just wanted to make things difficult for him...

Wan Ziyang coughed, and moved his chopsticks to the food beside him, "Isn't this shrimp as good as a small cabbage?"

Don't eat...don't eat!

Wan Ziyang ate the prawns in his mouth, watched them grab the vegetables, and felt that he was not on the same table with them...

Nima!
Wan Ziyang's face was going dark, why did he say that just now? ?
Two dishes, less than 10 minutes, all bottomed out!

The soup of bean sprout soup was gone!

Mr. Li licked his lips, feeling very nostalgic.

His eyes suddenly fell on Yang Yihang's bowl...

Yang Yihang's eyeballs were about to fall out, "Li... Mr. Li, I... I haven't eaten one. You..."

Mr. Li stretched out his chopsticks and snatched the last piece of cabbage from Yang Yihang's bowl, and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, you know how to make it, so you can go home and make it yourself. Can't Grandpa Li eat a piece of cabbage from you? It's delicious." eat!"

Yang Yihang: "..."

I'm going, a bunch of starving ghosts!

Zhu Lingyu wiped her mouth with a tissue and couldn't help but said, "It's really delicious."

Yang Yihang looked at Zhu Lingyu's slightly flushed little face, and suddenly became a little distracted. After recovering, he couldn't help but said, "I'll keep doing it for you from now on!"

Wan Ziyang is about to explode!
You fucking snatched my woman in front of me?

Yang Yihang, are you bullying too much? ? ?

Zhu Lingyu's face flushed instantly, and she glanced at him shyly with her bright eyes, then immediately lowered her head and let out a coquettish snort.

Zhu Lingyu reached out and pinched Yang Yihang's hand under the table.

Don't talk nonsense!
So many people listening!
Yang Yihang grabbed Zhu Lingyu's little hand with his backhand.

Zhu Lingyu's face turned even redder.

Mr. Zhu was sitting next to Zhu Lingyu, and he could clearly see the movements of the two of them.

On the contrary, he was very happy.

This young man Yang Yihang is brave enough and has perseverance.Although the conditions are very poor now, it is enough to be worthy of their Lingyu little girl!

Wan Ziyang sat across from him. Although he couldn't see what they were doing, the atmosphere between the two was clearly full of ambiguity!
I wipe! !
Damn it!
Wanda had a very happy meal at first. This level of cooking is more than enough to be the chef of a state banquet, right?
In the end, this kid dared to snatch a woman from his son?

It's really deceptive!

Wanda and his wife just looked at each other, coughed, smiled and said to Mr. Zhu: "Mr. Zhu, as for me, I invite you to come to my house for a meal. I just want to discuss with you. Our family, Zi Yang, and you Jia Lingyu's marriage."

Wan's mother also laughed, "That's right, our son Yang is handsome, has a good family background, treats people well, and has nothing to say about his character. Both children have grown up at 18 years old, so why don't we put the two children together today?" Let's book the marriage. I don't know what you think, Mr. Zhu?"

Yang Yihang, who was sitting on the side playing with Zhu Lingyu's little hand, suddenly laughed out loud: "Good character?"

Wan Ziyang's face darkened in an instant, "Yang Yihang, what do you mean?! I have a problem with my character? This is my family and you don't have the right to speak!"

(End of this chapter)