Best Young Chef

"How many dishes are you going to prepare today? Is there enough meat in the refrigerator?"

Zhao Zilong reluctantly suppressed the palpitation of his heart and asked in a soft voice to Meili's sister-in-law.

"Silly boy, they are all ready!"

After entering the kitchen, all kinds of vegetables have been washed and packed in baskets, ready to use. Even green onion, ginger, garlic and other condiments have been prepared properly.

"Why is the sun coming out from the West today?"

Zhao Zilong usually does all these things, but now he's all ready, and he can't react.

"I asked Lao San to do it. You worked hard last night, so you can't do these trivial things any more. As long as you are willing to hurt your sister-in-law, she will guarantee you a comfortable life here. "

Beautiful sister-in-law that soft little hand stroked Zhao Zilong there, with flattering means said.

The third is a man from the beautiful sister-in-law's family. He is honest, dull and well behaved. The beautiful sister-in-law says that he dare not say two.

When Zhao Zilong heard this, he could not help sneering: she is really a woman of high temperament, who can make her comfortable will be good to who, regardless of what else.

"Today, the village head's children ordered a table for their birthday. My movements are not very convenient. You can make four cold dishes and two simple hot dishes, and I'll do the rest. "

Beautiful sister-in-law's words interrupted his thinking and made Zhao Zilong shine in front of his eyes.

No wonder today she dares to let Zhao Zilong cook. It turns out that the village head's family is eating here. Village head Zhao Laishui has an affair with her. Even if the food tastes worse, he can't say more.

However, Zhao Zilong's mind is not here. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to meet the village head alone, change his family's farmland, and help his father find a part-time job in the village.

Today, the village head's family is eating here. It's a wonderful opportunity.

After all, with the photo in his own hands, Zhao Laishui would not dare to say anything more.

Under the guidance of Meili's sister-in-law, Zhao Zilong began to cook cold dishes in advance.

She stood behind Zhao Zilong with her hands on her back. It seemed that she really wanted to teach her skills.

"After the fungus is blanched in boiling water, add all kinds of seasonings and mix well; the cucumber is flattened and cut into pieces with a knife, salted for a short time, squeezed out the water, and then mixed with coriander, red pepper and minced garlic..."

Zhao Zilong started his work while chanting. Although his movements were a little stiff and slow, there was no mistake in the process of making two cold dishes. He even used more seasonings than his sister-in-law Meili.

"Pretty sister-in-law, am I right?"

After the two cold dishes were made, Zhao Zilong turned and asked.

Beautiful sister-in-law did not answer his question, directly a cucumber mix to the mouth.

She chewed it gently with her little pink mouth. When the taste spread in her mouth, her eyes suddenly lit up: "it's smooth, crisp and not greasy. It's quite delicious."

"Is it really that delicious?"

Zhao Zilong blinked his eyes and looked puzzled.

"Just try it."

Beautiful sister-in-law did not explain, directly grabbed the cucumber into his mouth.

He gently chewed the food in his mouth, feeling the refreshing taste spread in his mouth, and his heart was filled with ecstasy: is it true that the food I cooked is so delicious?

Looking at him, sister-in-law Meili asked in surprise, "Zilong, when did you practice?"

"No, I read the home recipe yesterday and made it according to what I wrote in it." Zhao Zilong suddenly stopped talking because he found that the contents he saw yesterday were deeply engraved in his mind. When they need them, they are just like movies.

"It's so strange that my memory was terrible before. I didn't expect that after I accepted the aura of the mushroom, even my memory became so strong." Zhao Zilong narrowed his eyes and said excitedly.