[69 Book Bar - www.] The smoke rises from the kitchen, and in this picturesque mountain village, it is like watercolor paintings outlined with ink pens, changing into different forms at any time, emerging one after another, and never forgetting it.
Luo Jinxuan, he is the young leader of the Luoshui Village. Although he is not as well-served as those noble sons in the palace who have people waiting on him every day, at least it is his first time to do such a thing as cooking.
"Young village leader, are you okay?" The old man who had been cooking in the kitchen for decades couldn't help but look at Luo Jinxuan with suspicious eyes.
Even if it doesn't work, you can't admit defeat here. Luo Jinxuan patted his chest matter-of-factly, "I've never eaten pork, haven't I seen pigs running away? It's impossible to cook something like this.
If you can't get me, just go down, and I will cook my meal myself tonight."
"Yes, Young Master." The old man didn't refute anymore. He waved and a lot of people in the kitchen evacuated.
Ling Huaxi came over and said, "Jinxuan, do you really want to cook for yourself?"
Luo Jinxuan nodded resolutely, "Of course, as I said, if I lose, I will personally cook for you two tonight. I keep my word, and once I say it, it is hard to keep it! So!
Let me, Luo Jinxuan, cook today!"
"Okay, then you should do it slowly. Sister Huaxi and I will go out first, so as not to disturb you, the poor chef, from cooking." After saying this, Hu Xiaoxian took Ling Huaxi's hand and prepared to walk out.
Ling Huaxi was a little reluctant. She didn't seem to want to leave Luo Jinxuan alone to face a difficult problem for him - cooking.
But Hu Xiaoxian winked at her and signaled, "Let's go, Sister Huaxi, he said he can do it."
"Okay then," Ling Huaxi looked back at Luo Jinxuan with nostalgia again, and followed Hu Xiaoxian out quietly.
At this time, only Luo Jinxuan was left in the quiet room. There were all kinds of dishes in the kitchen, but he didn't know which dish he should cook. No, more accurately, he didn't know how to cook it.
Which dish?
Although I have never eaten pork, I have at least seen pigs running. But seeing pigs running does not mean that you can definitely guess how pork tastes.
Luo Jinxuan picked up a big radish and thought about frying shredded radish. But he didn't know how to stir-fry it, so he could only put the radish down.
Then he picked up a piece of Chinese cabbage and stir-fried the Chinese cabbage in vinegar. This seemed a bit complicated. He couldn't remember how to do it. How many steps were there? Then he put down the Chinese cabbage.
Looking at the red carps and big crabs in the water, Luo Jinxuan frowned. If he had to have a choice, he would rather practice martial arts by himself than cook. In his eyes, cooking has always been
That is a woman's business and has nothing to do with men, especially men like him who have been practicing martial arts since childhood.
But he had clearly promised that if he lost, he would personally cook for Hu Xiaoxian and Ling Huaxi tonight. Since he had made a promise, he could not break it.
Regardless, Luo Jinxuan stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, held a sharp kitchen knife in one hand, and smoothly grabbed the red carp from the water with the other, and punched the fish to death without any explanation.
. Then he took the sharp kitchen knife to disembowel the carp and remove the scales. Then he picked up a carrot and quickly cut it into shreds for garnishing and seasoning.