The Supporting Actress System

After a day's rest, and many Ganoderma lucidum pills were sent by the leader of Wushan sect, Jiang Zixi recovered a lot after taking it. At least, she was no longer in any way to walk.

She got up early enough, but she didn't want to have her disciples waiting for her in the kitchen.

"Two The two demons... " Ten of them stood at the door of the kitchen.

Is this all made by Jiang Zixi?

When I saw my present bowl of thick sweet potato porridge and a plate of golden pancakes, I couldn't help being stunned.

"Here comes the meal." With a cry, the leader of Wushan sect swept his mind and slowly opened his eyes.

No, it costs too much money. Let's let some disciples go down the mountain to learn how to cook and then come back to cook.

So he decided that if he saw a dead mouse in the bowl, he would go down the mountain to find a cook.

Last night, he went back to think about it carefully. Snake is not only a habit of eating dead mice, but also has a lot of things to like. If you put them one by one, whether he can survive his old life is a question.

He couldn't forget shuilinger's story about dead mice.

At that time, the headmaster of Wushan sect sitting in the hall seemed to touch the Buddha beads, but he was very nervous.

The kitchen job is the best job in the world!

One.

After all the sweet potato pancakes are fried, the porridge is also cooked. While they are carrying porridge and sweet potato pancakes to the lobby, they secretly eat more

before, they suspected that it was a stupid decision for the leader to invite Jiang Zixi to cook, but now it seems that the leader is the most intelligent and resourceful person!

That's what eating is!

To eat sweet potato pancakes, all red eyes.

Finally, it's their turn

The disciples of Wushan sect almost cried with joy.

"Good!"

"It's good to eat. They're all busy. It's inconvenient for them. Now you're free. Go wash your hands and give them a taste."

Jiang Zixi laughed:

then she bit again.

"How delicious! You're so good

Sweet potato has its own sweet smell. When mixed with flour, it makes the taste of soft and glutinous. The golden skin of sweet potato has a slight crispness, which makes the sweet potato inside more soft:

she is also hungry, and just after that, she takes a bite, and her eyes suddenly brighten.

"This You did it all? It looks delicious... "

She smelled the aroma of the room and looked at the golden sweet potato cakes in the basket. She was surprised:

shuilinger was cursing jiangzixi in her heart. Hearing that jiangzixi was the first one to taste the sweet potato pancakes, she couldn't help laughing and decided to let go of Jiang Zixi's fault.

I wish it was me who tasted it.

So one by one, staring at shuiling'er and picking up the hand of sweet potato pancakes, couldn't stop swallowing.

The disciples of Wushan sect have been devastated by their own cooking skills and the cooking skills of their martial brothers for such a long time. They have not smelled such a normal and delicious thing for a long time.

"Ling'er, come in and have a taste."

Soon, a pan of cake was fried. The sweet smell of sweet potato and the oil smell of flour filled the whole room. Jiang Zixi quickly put the cake into the basket, which was called shuiling'er:

after cooking with oil, Jiang Zixi squeezed the flour and sweet potato into small round pieces and put them down. As soon as she put a few, she handed the matter to other disciples, who was responsible for the cake Turn the dough over to avoid frying.

She raised her hand to try the temperature of the pot. When she felt it was right, she took a big spoon beside her and put in a spoonful of oil. Then she used a spoon to evenly dip the oil in the pan.

Zixi can only be replaced by salt.

The flour was quickly brought in. Jiang Zixi put the flour and sweet potato pieces into a big pot and mixed them together. Because there was no sugar in Wushan pie, Jiang would use it in the future.

"Well, then move all of them."

Jiang Zixi originally thought that if not, she could only use broken rice instead. Unexpectedly, she nodded:

"there are some, but they are not used to. So they are put in the miscellaneous room next door. If the two demon kings want, I will take them."

The fire burning disciple raised his face blackened with ash:

"I didn't see flour just now, did I?" Jiang Zi Xi asked.

Jiang Zixi cut several pieces of sweet potatoes and put them into the pot to cook porridge with brown rice. The other sweet potatoes were cut into small square pieces for standby.

Shuiling'er is always outside the door, staring at Jiang Zi angrily.

Fu junxu looked at the black charcoal in his hands and felt that he was not very decent. After thinking about it, he went back to change his clothes.

Shuiling'er touched a black face and nearly cried out of her grievance. She could not help but draw a villain in in her heart and secretly wanted to break up Jiang Zixi.

"No more kitchen in the future!"Jiang Zixi couldn't help but drive them out:

for a moment, the whole kitchen pots and pans fell like thunder.

Not long after, Fu junxu also came to see that everyone was busy, so he joined in.

Shuiling'er is more and more unwilling. It is burning and peeling, which makes a mess of sweet potato and stove.

The disciple's face suddenly red, immediately lowered his head to continue to cut sweet potatoes.

"Well done."

As she took the peeled sweet potatoes, she praised:

the disciples of Wushan sect obviously worked as farm workers to support themselves since childhood. Jiang Zixi was surprised at the speed of peeling.

"Well, you don't like me, do you? I'm not rare!"

The water spirit son tooted his mouth and kicked the stone under his feet reluctantly:

"you'd better watch by the side first."

Seeing this, Jiang Zixi drew back the knife and handed it to the disciples of Wushan sect. She said to shuiling'er:

but she was raised by Yunxiao, so she cut it into her own hand as soon as she picked up the knife.

The sweet potato was quickly washed and carried in. Several disciples picked up a knife and began to peel skillfully. Shuiling'er was ready to join in.

Zixi is washing kitchen utensils. She is very surprised, so she stays to be a helper.

Shuilinger was going to go out to fight pigeons. When she passed the kitchen, she saw Jiang and the other two disciples looked at Jiang Zixi and started to make a fire.

When they saw that Jiang Zixi was kind-hearted and didn't mean to scare them or eat them, they put down their hearts and rushed out to dig sweet potatoes.

"Go and dig some sweet potatoes, wash them and bring them in."

Hearing the sweet potato, Jiang Zixi's eyes suddenly brightened:

over time, no one came down the mountain to buy rice.

It's mainly the food made by senior brothers. It's really not eaten by people

"There is a field of sweet potatoes, which can be eaten by digging them out and washing them."

A disciple touched his head and pointed out under the threatening eyes of his senior brothers:

these things are obviously not enough for people in a sect to eat.

"What do you eat on weekdays?"

As she went to Taomi, she asked:

the whole kitchen was terribly empty.

Jiang Zixi nodded and looked around the kitchen for a week. There were several bags of brown rice and some Chinese cabbage. There was nothing else.

"Let's all have dinner." With the command of the Wushan sect leader, all the disciples picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

Wushan school leader quickly picked up chopsticks, waiting for a bite of sweet potato pancakes, eyes flash.

Jiang Zixi is the most resourceful person to manage the food.