Chinese Little Master: I am a brother

“Xiang’en!”

The black shadow who pushed the door in was instantly startled, and when he looked up, Liu Sheng was actually standing in front.

How could it suddenly appear when it was not there just now?

After all, Ichijo Qing Xiang’en is a ruthless and thick-skinned person with a black heart.

Unexpectedly, in this sudden situation, he still maintained his composure.

“Master Liu Sheng.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Is it to wait for me?”

Xiang En saw Liu Sheng standing there motionless, but he still laughed with Liu Sheng without changing his face.

However, judging from the cold light that flashed from time to time, she should be very anxious to think about the escape route now.

Liu Sheng had no interest in this woman, and he knew exactly what Xiang En was doing here.

“Xiang En, you are really endless.”

Liu Sheng grabbed Xiang En to the stove.

“You think I’ll leave the soybeans for you to do tricks?”

“You guys from the dark culinary world really can’t do anything glorious at all.”

“Cheng Tianjing wants to play these unscrupulous tricks and tricks.”

Liu Sheng found the rice stalk that destroyed the soybeans of the little boss on Xiang En.

Liu Sheng slapped the rice stalk in front of the stove, but grabbed Yizhangqing Xiang’en by the collar and walked outside.

Arriving at a secluded corner, Ichijo Qing Xiang’en spoke first.

“It seems that Lord Liu Sheng is also suffocating and impatient!”

“I wonder what Lord Liu Sheng wants me to do for you?”

“Ahaha!”

Ichijo Qing’s smile is very charming, and there are countless mysteries in it.

But she still didn’t expect that Liu Sheng just took out the anesthesia needle she carried with her and used it for her.

“You think too much, I don’t have any interest in you at all.”

“I just don’t want you to disturb the little master’s cooking!”

……

But Liu Sheng never expected that when he returned to the stove, things still changed unexpectedly.

Shiro didn’t know what was going on, he was still sleeping on his stomach on the table just now, and this time he was sleeping on the stove again.

But as soon as Liu Sheng opened the lid of the pot, sure enough, just like the original plot, the soybeans that the little boss prepared to make tofu became natto.

“What’s going on here?”

Although Liu Sheng vaguely felt that this matter was not so simple, it even carried some mysterious meaning.

But he couldn’t make quick inferences.

At this time, Shiro began to wander around the kitchen, still dangling with his eyes closed.

Dreams are constantly spoken in his mouth.

“Ah, tofu, tofu, so fragrant, so fragrant.”

“Tofu brain, tofu brain, I want to eat it all!”

“Add some salt! Add some paprika! Add some vinegar! ”

“Hey, that’s too sour.”

“Little boss, quickly change a bowl for me, it’s sour!”

Liu Sheng was really crying and laughing, it seems that the change in this little boss soybean is because Shilang this guy dropped that rice stalk ball.

However, in this way, the original plot seems to be about to change.

Liu Sheng slammed on Shiro’s head.

“What for?”

Shiro suddenly woke up.

“Ah, master, eh, what about my tofu brain just now?”

“No, why am I here?”

“What about the little soybeans?”

Liu Sheng asked with a cold face.

“Ask you!”

Shiro looked over at the stove, panicked, and instantly ran outside.

After a while, Shiro called all the companions of the bright cooking world over.

“What’s wrong?”

“What’s going on?”

“What does it smell like?”

“And the heat!”

“Boss Liu, why are you here?”

Liu Sheng stood in front of the stove and looked solemnly into the pot.

“It stinks, my nose is about to be smoked out!”

“How can there be a smell of rot?”

Shiro said busily.

“I don’t know why I fell asleep unconsciously, but after being woken up by the master just now, I found that the soybeans had become like this.”

Liu Sheng put his hand into the soybean, but the soybean had become sticky on his hand, and between the beans and the beans, there were many silk threads involved.

When picked up with one hand, it becomes a net.

“What’s going on? How did it become so disgusting? ”

Master Xie asked very puzzled.

The little boss observed the beans and the silk threads in his hand in disbelief.

“How could there be such a thing for you?”

Wren asked even more incomprehensibly.

“How did soybeans become like this?”

At this time, Master Xie had already grabbed Shiro and questioned.

“Shiro, did you do something again?”

Shiro hurriedly replied, “I didn’t do anything.” ”

“I just ate a few bowls of tofu brain in my dream!”

Master Xie’s expression suddenly became extremely strange.

Later, however, he decisively threw Shiro out.

“Hey, obscure, you guy has never been reliable.”

……

Liu Sheng never knew that Shiro had this habit of sleepwalking.

Just now, Liu Sheng saw Shiro’s action of adding seasoning to the tofu brain while sleepwalking.

It seems that the rice stalk ball he found from Xiang Eun was thrown into the pot by Shiro with the action of adding seasoning.

At this time, Shiro said even more puzzled.

“Oh, wait a minute, that’s natto!”

Shiro pointed to the pot.

The little boss suddenly looked startled.

“Huh? Natto? ”

“Is that what Shiro’s mother once said, Toei’s natto?”

“Huh?”

The little boss immediately understood, his hands kept rummaging in the pot, and sure enough, he found the rice stalk ball.

“Oops, it was designed!”

This is the rice stalk that Xiang En was searched by Liu Sheng here just now.

In fact, Liu Shengyou was thinking about whether to tell Shiro about throwing rice stalks into the soybean pot because he was sleepwalking.

But after thinking about it again, forget it.

After all, the cause of this matter was still because of Xiang En’s deliberate trouble.

So no matter how you calculate it, Shiro’s head is not to blame for this matter.

And the thing itself is weird.

Shiro’s sleepwalking also came strangely.

……

The partners in the bright culinary world are talking about it at this time.

“What’s that you took?”

The little patriarch held the rice stalk ball, and the companions asked puzzled.

The little boss explained.

“This is a rice stalk, and the rice stalk is attached to it with a large number of natto fungi needed to make natto, and someone deliberately threw the rice stalk into the soybeans, and, in order to accelerate the reproduction of natto fungus, the stove was also lit!”

Seeing this, Wren asked strangely.

“Did something strange happen last night? Shiro? ”

Shiro said, “I remembered that I fell asleep after being bitten by a mosquito. ”

Wren took a closer look and suddenly exclaimed.

“That’s not a mosquito bite, it’s a needle prick, you were pricked by a poison needle coated with sleeping pills!”

The companions in the light cooking world were immediately shocked, and they all thought of those guys in the dark cooking world.