The Cold President's Best Master

Because Xingdao is tropical, people here wear cool clothes, like Dai Yue, wearing a red short sleeved long skirt, revealing white, pink and tender jade arms.

When Da Lu grabbed Dai Yue's arm, he couldn't help shaking in his heart. Dai Yue's skin was so smooth and smooth.

Dai Yue's heart is also a swing. The hands of Da Lu are big, generous, and have a fever. It's not the fever but the kind of warm that seems to have practiced Joyoung's magic.

She was slightly stunned, turned her head and looked at Da Lu suspiciously: "what's the matter?"

Dalu looked different: "sister Yue, can you let me take the spoon?"

Why did he look different? When he heard that he was in a restaurant and smelled the smell of oil smoke, he suddenly remembered some of the original things. In his vague memory, he once learned cooking from an old man who was known as the world's top chef. He was better than the blue in a few months.

Of course, the memory is very unclear. He can't even remember the old man's appearance, but he always has the impulse to go to the kitchen to find his past memories.

Dai Yue opened her big cherry mouth and looked at Da Lu in surprise: "don't you have amnesia? How can you cook?"

Dalu said with a bitter smile: "I don't know what's going on. I came to you and saw these ingredients and pots and pans. I have a very familiar feeling. Now I doubt that I used to be a cook, otherwise I can't have this reaction!"

When he Yue heard Dalu's words, he thought Dalu was going to show off in front of Dai Yue, so he glanced and sneered: "Don't show off! You're a man with amnesia. Even if you have the ability in the past, you can't remember anything. We can eat your fried dishes. Dare we eat them? Besides, you're only 20 years old. I'm just a helper. You can be a cook. Don't confuse condiments and turn our guests into food at that time Poisoning, that's a big deal! I think you can honestly deliver takeout for a few years, be a helper for a few years, and then be a cook! "

He Yue left his mouth and winked at Dai Xing.

In recent years, in order to catch up with Dai Yue, he Yue has taken the curve route of saving the country and tried his best to please Dai Yue's parents and brother. Dai Yue's parents respect their daughter's opinions and are not hot or cold to him Yue. Dai Xing is a child. He Yue's small favors are easy to buy off, and even treat him Yue as his future brother-in-law.

Dai Xing received he Yue's eyes and immediately showed a face of ridicule: "If this guy is cooking, I won't eat. He is a guy with amnesia. What if he puts condiments indiscriminately and poisons me? I don't even have a girlfriend! Why don't you let brother he help my sister cook together? Brother he has been a cook for several years. Although he is not as good as my sister, he must be much better than this guy with amnesia!"

Although Dai Xing is not old, he has many minds. His words not only hit Da Lu, but also held he Yue.

He Yue immediately showed a happy face and secretly praised Dai Xing. He didn't please the boy in vain.

When Da Lu heard the same performance of he Yue and Dai Xing, he didn't take it to heart, but turned his head and looked at Dai Yue. Although he had a little amnesia, his IQ was still there. He could see at a glance that Dai Yue still had a voice in their family. She said that Dai Xing and he Yue farted.

Dai Yue was very clever. At a glance, he Yue could see that he Yue was encouraging his brother to ridicule Da Lu. At that time, he Yue was even more disgusted with him and looked cold: "don't whine! Let Da Lu take the spoon today and I'll help him. I'll taste his fried dishes first. I'll guarantee if there is a problem!"

When she finished, she took Da Lu's hand and went into the kitchen.

He Yue saw Dai Yue and Da Lu walking into the kitchen hand in hand. He became angry and stared at Da Lu's back with resentment. He never thought that his pursuit for more than three years could not be compared with the wild boy's time to know Dai Yue for a few days!

He said bitterly, "I don't believe this idiot can really cook. If his fried food is not delicious, I'll laugh at him to death!"

Seeing that he Yue's face was ugly, Dai Xing comforted him and said, "brother he, that guy must be pretending to force. You don't have to pay attention to him. I'll help you catch up with my sister! Let's go to the kitchen and see how that boy is ashamed!"

He Yue and Dai Xing went to the kitchen together.

Anyway, there was no business this night. Dai Yue's parents stood at the kitchen door to watch the play.

Dalu stood in front of the stove, holding the handle of the iron pot in his hand and the shovel in the other hand, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he was quietly distracted and seemed to be thinking about something.

In his vague memory, he was very familiar with this action, as if he had done the action of wheel shovel many times before.

Dai Yue saw Dalu in a daze without urging. She knew that Dalu was looking for his memory.

However, after he Yue and Dai Xing saw Da Lu like that, they looked at each other and showed a look of banter and disdain.

He Yue sneered: "Hey! Amnesia guy, what are you doing standing there? You just pretend to force again. If you can't cook, you can't cook. Don't waste time. Everyone is hungry!"

Da Lu had recalled something, but he was interrupted by this guy. He immediately looked back at he Yue: "what's the problem with a handsome man like me?"

He Yue and Dai Xing were speechless. This guy pretended to be so narcissistic and coquettish!

Dai Yue and her parents couldn't help laughing when they heard Da Lu's words.

Dalu soon recalled something. It was all about the kitchen. He couldn't help laughing bitterly and said, "I thought I was a great man before. I was just a cook!"

He Yue choked again: "what's the matter with the cook? Just like you, you can't do it!"

Dalu ignored him at all. Instead, he put down the pot and shovel and went to the front of the chopping board. He picked up the kitchen knife, picked up a rob, and then waved the kitchen knife!

Da Lu's palm is as fast as lightning, and the kitchen knife rotates at a high speed. The sharp and bright kitchen knife and the flashing knife light are like bright meteors.

Seeing the high-speed rotating kitchen knife, everyone was shocked and couldn't help dodging back, but they soon found that the kitchen knife seemed to grow in his hand without spots.

What surprised them most was that with the high-speed flying of the kitchen knife in Dalu's hand, pieces of radish with extremely uniform size flew accurately into the plate.

Dai Yue's father, Dai Yue's mother, Dai Yue, Dai Xing and he Yue were all stunned. They thought they had an illusion in front of them and rubbed their eyes. Yes, that's right. Chang Huan's knife skill is as beautiful as acrobatics. No, it's more beautiful and wonderful than acrobatics!