Bubulu's Apothecary Apprentice

Soon, the peeling was completed, and then Kunyun followed the method taught by Xiangling again, and barely cut out ten centimeters of potato shreds with different thicknesses.

During the period, Master Mao came into the kitchen once, and seeing Kun Yun cutting vegetables with a big sword in the posture of holding a kitchen knife, he immediately started asking questions.

Isn't his cutting board going to be replaced?

But Kun Yun's control was really good, and he didn't leave any marks on the cutting board.

On the contrary, Xiangling became happy, swung the two knives quickly, and finally chopped the kitchen knife into the cutting board with a bang.

She is also happy!

Cooking skills have risen again!

Kun Yun glanced at Xiangling's cutting board, a potato was carved by Xiangling into a figure of the emperor.

???

Could it be that the best carver in Liyue Port is actually Xiangling?

"Kang—————————"

The cutting board is broken.

"..."

"..."

Ten minutes later, Xiangling pressed the kitchen knife on Kunyun's neck again.

Kun Yun also used a big sword when picking the shrimp thread, forget it, he is happy, but what do you mean when you fry the shrimp? !

Tell you to fry for a few seconds and you will fry for a few seconds!Tell you to feel the temperature!If it doesn't work, try it with your fingers!

Fortunately, Xiangling can keep staring at the shrimp frying, as long as she looks directly at it, Kunyun can still do well.

After exhausting his efforts, Kun Yun finally blasted out some decent shrimp balls.

How should I put it, Kun Yun thinks that his operation should be fine, but this is a complete basic skill, Xiang Ling knows when to fry and when to start the pot with his eyes closed, but he can only say one thing... .

Eyes: I see.

Brain & Hands: What the hell do you know!

Even if he could completely reproduce Xiangling's movements, he couldn't achieve Xiangling's level.

This is the real accumulation.

After frying, Kun Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to pack the dozen or so shrimp balls.

"Wait a moment."

Xiangling hurriedly stopped, then pointed to a shrimp ball and said.

"eat."

"I prepared it for Keqing."

"The creators of all dark dishes are people who don't know how to taste their own food, eat."

"..."

Kun Yun picked up a shrimp ball and threw it into his mouth, um, um, um...

The potato flavor is not enough, the juice is not enough, the cooked position is not even...

All his movements are according to Xiangling's request, how can there be such a big difference?Why is cooking more trouble than mixing medicine!

And Xiangling has already prepared a small box, and packed these shrimp balls.

Not only that, a small ball of flames appeared on Xiangling's finger, which melted into the bag.

Keeping warm and dehumidifying, keeping it crispy, her fire element control has also improved a lot.

"Here, remember to let Keqing have a good taste."

"..."

"What expression, if you want to do better, you should let Keqing have a taste."

Xiangling said that if Keqing is not allowed to taste it, Kunyun will not be able to serve Keqing a real golden shrimp ball after another ten years of cooking.

Kun Yun hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway.

Mao Maotou didn't want him to eat Mora meat at that time, at worst, this time, he returned the courtesy with courtesy!

If he was told that it was not tasty, he would say that the Mora meat was the same anyway!

When I left Wanmin Hall again, it was already evening, and the shops on the Chihuyan side began to close one after another, but there were still some pedestrians on the street.

Eating Huyan is becoming more and more lively, which also shows that more people's lives have improved.

Hua Chu and Hua Nian are still sorting out the bills and medicine reserves of the pharmacy, and a certain hall master of the Hall of Rebirth is still reciting poems in the dark. In Feiyunpo, Kunyun even caught a glimpse of the young master and... a small boy?

The son's expression looked very happy, and the child was also smiling happily.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, and the young master smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong?"

"There's nothing tork, it's late at night, it's time to go back to sleep."

"No, I want to continue playing with my brother."

The sound of storytelling from Heyu Teahouse spread to the street, and Ms. Gan Yu and Yaoyao also leaned on the fence of the high-rise building, watching the prosperous night scene.

This is a prosperity that belongs to people.

Kun Yun's mood improved a lot, he quickened his pace, bypassed Fei Yunpo, and returned to his own Bubulu.

The medical center at night is too clean, if Bubulu can still make noise at this time, then there is a real problem.

Kun Yun didn't go through the main entrance, he directly bypassed the side entrance and returned to Luli's courtyard.

"So, where did you go after you came back?"

Keqing seemed to have made a prediction, she was at the stone table in the courtyard, admiring the moon scene.

Kun Yun didn't feel any sense of disobedience, as if Mao Maotou was an unknown person from the beginning.

He shook the golden shrimp ball in his hand.

"I'm looking for supper."

Chapter 160 IX Kunyun's Effect Has Been Greatly Reduced

Gold Shrimp Balls!

Ke Qing's expression changed instantly, but she was forced back with her momentum.

Although her friends all know that she likes golden silk shrimp balls the most, but sometimes she can't show it so obviously, which damages Yuheng's demeanor.

Wanmintang has recently launched this kind of small takeaway box, and Keqing will quietly buy a box of golden shrimp balls from time to time.

One bite at a time, crispy and delicious, as long as a few of them are served as snacks, she will not be tired for hours.

Kun Yun took out two bamboo sticks and started to taste one by one.

However, Kun Yun just put the shrimp balls to his mouth, and all his attention was focused on Ke Qing.

He can be regarded as understanding the feeling he had when he tasted the Qiankun Mora meat.

"Crack..."

Keqing had already put the shrimp balls in her mouth, and the crisp sound of the golden wire came over.

Keqing showed a little thoughtful expression, then continued to chew, the speed did not slow down.

Kun Yun also started to get nervous, he slowly put the shrimp balls in his mouth, stared at Ke Qing, and waited for Ke Qing's evaluation.

After Keqing swallowed the first shrimp ball, she decisively... made a second one and threw it into her mouth.

"Crack..."

"Hmm~"

Have a good time eating? !

It's not intentional revenge on him!

"Uh, how is it?"

"How about what?"

Keqing showed a happy smile, she continued to eat the shrimp balls, she was satisfied just by looking at her face.

"...the taste of shrimp balls."

Kun Yun wanted to go back to the past and slap himself, so he just clicked the comment.

"The potato is not fragrant enough, the juice is not much, sometimes soft and sometimes burnt..."

"..."

There is no way to refute it, after all, Kunyun felt the same way.

"However, it's quite delicious."

Ke Qing continued to eat, and in a blink of an eye, Kun Yun only ate one, and she already had five.

So fast!

"Contradictory answers."

"Delicious is delicious, even if it's not as good as Xiangling's."

Keqing continued to laugh, but she couldn't give Kunyun a No.1 at will. The Mora meat made by Keqing was still within the standard range, while the golden silk shrimp balls made by Kunyun were substandard in all aspects. of.

As a strict Yuheng Xing, it is impossible to calmly say the number one like Kunyun.

She is engaged in land engineering, and many things cannot be shoddy by emotion.

Of course, even with the bonus of personal emotion, Ke Qing also said that this is really not qualified, but it is really delicious and I really want to eat it.

"Hmph! I've made some progress, and I'll let you try something better next time I have a chance."

Kun Yun was about to move on with the sticks, but there were only three shrimp balls left in the box.

"..."

Okay, it seems that Ke Qing is really satisfied, otherwise she wouldn't be eating so fast, and her expression has always been satisfied.

Kun Yun was very relieved, and then decisively tied up two.

"Hey!"

"Crack!"

Kun Yun put two shrimp balls in his mouth at the same time, and began to bite them.

Keqing paused for a moment, and immediately tied up the last shrimp ball, and this short supper was over.

"Huh... I didn't expect that our doctor can cook a little bit."

"It's not bad, the future can be expected."

Kun Yun didn't want to admit it, it seemed that he was left far behind by Ke Qing in terms of cooking skills.

This cat head is really omnipotent.

"Well, eat some, let's do some exercise. Qi Qi has been gathering medicine outside for the past two days, and I'm a bit bored practicing sword alone. Do you want to come and learn from each other?"

Ke Qing stretched her waist a little, flicked her wrist, a slight dragon chant sounded, and the long sword flashing with purple electricity had already fallen into her hand.

I don't know what's going on, this moment of Keqing made Kunyun feel a moment of pressure, but this is not a life-and-death battle, and the pressure disappears in an instant.

"Shall I come? I don't know how to use Yunlai swordsmanship."

"Oh, but Qiqi has always said that your understanding is very good."

Ke Qing was often told by Qi Qi that her understanding was not as good as Kun Yun's, which made Ke Qing want to fight Kun Yun a little bit.

Of course, it is the level of sword practice, let's forget about fighting with real swords and guns.

After all, both of them are civil servants.