The protagonist of all worlds

Chapter 47

Jiang Bai suddenly opened his eyes.

The familiar ceiling, the familiar bed, the familiar Er Que Dou Xiaoxin who is lying on the bed and snoring.

"I remember, when a bullet flew over, the words "to be continued" seemed to jump out of my head.

He muttered, looked at the dirty clothes all over his body, and then lifted them to look at the scar on his stomach.

"Is it really a meat wear? If Dou Xiaoxin finds out that I suddenly disappeared out of thin air while sleeping at night, it will be troublesome."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone under the pillow.

six o'clock in the morning.

Counting the days I spent in the last days, it seems that it has been a week, but there are indeed many thrilling things that happened during the period. It seems that it is long enough to play an episode of one and a half hours. Therefore, a week has just passed. Once passed, he was forced to travel back.

It's just that the timing of this crossing card is quite embarrassing.

So did that bullet hit me, or who?
Who typed it out?
Can you give me a letter of approval?
What if I get shot in the head by that bullet the next time I wear it back?
He is very anxious now, his whole heart is hung on the frozen scene just now, Xin Dao came back from this time travel, could it be the last few days of his life?

Inexplicably, the idea of ​​writing a suicide note came up.

"Fuck, what am I thinking about?"

After thinking about it, he slapped himself on the face again, got up, ran lightly to the bathroom to take a shower, and then put the clothes and pants stained with zombie blood into the storage space.

When he came out, he touched his growling stomach, and then suddenly remembered that he had been chopping up zombies all day, as if he hadn't eaten anything.

I took out my phone, and was about to order a takeaway, when I suddenly remembered that I now have a culinary Lv3 proficiency skill, and I have never had a chance to show it in the apocalypse, so now I have to take it out to satisfy myself, right?
Otherwise, there may be no chance in the future.

So, I changed into a suit and went downstairs to buy vegetables at the vegetable market across the street.

Half an hour later, he closed the door with a "snap", walked into the kitchen, took a look at the dust on the countertop, wiped it with a rag, and officially started cooking for the first time in his life.

A bunch of condiments, a catty of pork, two potatoes, a box of eggs, plus three tomatoes, by the way, there are more than a dozen chicken wings plus a 2L bottle of Coke.

Although he has obtained the third-level culinary proficiency, Jiang Bai decided to start with some home-cooked dishes. After all, our cooking skills are only at the third level, and it is not the full level. What about lobster, abalone, king crab, etc., it is not up to him range of craftsmanship and the like.

Well, in fact, the ingredients are too expensive, and he can't afford them at all.

"100 grams of pork, 3 grams of salt, 2 grams of sugar, 1 gram of chicken powder."

Jiang Bai murmured, at the moment, he only felt that his eyes were like a measuring stick. While scooping it down with a spoon, he could clearly feel the weight of every gram, which made him feel extremely miraculous.

Then there is knife work.

As soon as he picked up the kitchen knife, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity. The duangduangduang was chopping five times a second, and within a few tens of seconds, two potatoes had been cut into delicate pieces by him. strips.

Jiang Bai carefully looked at the work he had cut out, and he estimated that even if he really used a ruler to measure, the length and width of each piece would probably be slightly different.

So, in the blink of an eye, only ten minutes passed, and three dishes had already appeared on the dining table in the living room.

They are: shredded pork with potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and chicken wings with cola.

"I really made this myself?" Jiang Bai looked at the various dishes on the table, and felt a little incredible.

Look at my skillful knife skills and technique, I finished three dishes in ten minutes, it's amazing, okay?
Looking at the cooked rice in the rice cooker that hasn't been used for many years, Jiang Bai was about to present a bowl. At this time, Dou Xiaoxin, who smelled the fragrance, squirmed off the bed and said sleepily: "Damn it!" , Lao Bai, did you order takeaway early in the morning?"

Jiang Bai looked at the clock, it was only less than seven o'clock, he thought it was quite early, and Dou Xiaoxin had only slept for more than four hours.

"Damn it, why does it smell so good? Which restaurant is it?" Dou Xiaoxin slowly regained his energy after smelling the smell. He ran to the kitchen to make a bowl of rice and put it on the stool, his index finger twitched.

"I did it myself." Jiang Bai said.

However, Dou Xiaoxin just glanced at him, then took a bite of his meal, and uttered two words: "Hehe."

Jiang Bai was speechless, seeing that the other party didn't believe him, he didn't bother to explain.

"Does this food look good?" Dou Xiaoxin said, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, and then...
"Fuck, why is this so delicious?"

While chewing, his eyes widened, and he quickly picked up a second piece and put it in his mouth.

"Fuck, it's so delicious!"

Pick up another piece.

"Fuck, the thief is so delicious!"

Jiang Bai found it funny looking at it, and thought, is it really as delicious as you said?
So, I also stretched out my chopsticks and picked up a piece.

"Damn it...it's really delicious."

The two of you had a great time eating with chopsticks and I with chopsticks. The most important thing is that Jiang Bai, as the person who made these meals, also ate mesmerizingly.

He himself never thought that he could make such delicious food.

Obviously just a few ordinary home-cooked dishes?

How can it taste so many times better than the restaurant outside?
Could it be a bonus to cooking skills?

Just as the two of them were reincarnated like starved ghosts, after finishing one bowl and preparing to fill the second bowl, the door lock clicked and the door opened.

"Yo, it's early in the morning, how about breakfast?"

The one who came in was naturally Zhang Aiqi, at the moment she was wearing a sky blue pajamas, her hair was wet, as if she had just washed her hair.

"I'll come here to get some change of clothes, you can continue to eat, don't worry about me." Zhang Aiqi said: "But, who eats these things early in the morning?"

"Wow, it smells so good, brother Xiaobai, what are you eating?" Outside the door, a small figure appeared from behind Zhang Aiqi's buttocks, blinking her cute big eyes and asking.

"How many times have I told you, Yaoyao, you want to call me Little Brother Jiang." Jiang Bai swallowed the food in his mouth, "Your Uncle Xiaoxin and I are having breakfast, Yaoyao, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Yaoyao shook her little head, and said obediently: "Mom said, take me to have breakfast on the way to school."

"Then why don't you eat with us, Miss Zhang?"

"Forget it, I won't eat it." Zhang Aiqi refused.

"Mama, Mama, it smells so good, Yaoyao wants to eat it." Yaoyao shook Zhang Aiqi's arm and began to act coquettishly.

Looking at her daughter's pouting expression, which made her cute, Zhang Aiqi only lasted for less than five seconds, and she was already defeated.

"Okay, I'll go back and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"No need, sister Zhang, I have it here."

"How long have you put your tableware in the cabinet, haven't you sterilized it? I don't worry about Yaoyao eating with your tableware."

As Zhang Aiqi said, she walked to the next door without looking back.

(End of this chapter)