At this moment, eight dishes were placed on the dining table, each dish exuding an alluring aroma.
"Doctor Qin, come and try my cooking skills!" As Qin Hao came to the dining table, Zhang Qinglu directly handed Qin Hao a pair of chopsticks.
"good!"
Qin Hao nodded, took the chopsticks handed over by Zhang Qinglu, and took a bite of the Kung Pao Chicken in front of him.
The diced chicken is delicious and spicy, really good!
Zhang Qinglu's cooking skills are indeed comparable to those of a five-star hotel chef, but her cooking is not as good as Lu Yunshan's.
At the same time, it is even worse than him!
"Doctor Qin, is the food I cooked delicious?" After Qin Hao tasted Kung Pao Chicken, Zhang Qinglu asked Qin Hao expectantly.
"It's not bad, but I didn't control the heat properly when cooking, which made the chicken a bit old!" Qin Hao put down the chopsticks in his hand and commented.
"Impossible, I will never get old as a chicken!" After Qin Hao finished speaking, he was directly refuted by Zhang Qinglu.
Zhang Qinglu has absolute confidence in her cooking skills!
When Qin Hao heard this, he shook his head. Instead of arguing with Zhang Qinglu, he picked up a pair of chopsticks, handed them to Zhang Qinglu, and said, "Try it yourself!!"
“Just try it!”
Zhang Qinglu took the chopsticks and began to taste the Kung Pao Chicken she had made. But after tasting it, her brows instantly wrinkled.
Just as Qin Hao said, the Kung Pao Chicken she made was too fried!
"Doctor Qin, do you still know how to cook?" Seeing his granddaughter frowning, Zhang Zhuojun knew that Qin Hao was right. His granddaughter had indeed overcooked the vegetables.
However, he did not expect Qin Hao to be able to taste the shortcomings of his granddaughter's cooking.
This was something he didn't expect!
Zhang Zhiguo and Zhang Qinglu, father and daughter, did not speak, but they both looked at Qin Hao, waiting for Qin Hao's answer.
"Well, I can barely understand it!" Facing Zhang Zhuojun's question, Qin Hao nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
Qin Hao's answer made the three generations of Zhang Zhuojun and his grandson look shocked. They did not expect that Qin Hao not only had superb medical skills, but also had superb cooking skills.
"Doctor Qin, please try the other dishes I cook. I guarantee that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the other dishes!" After the shock, Zhang Qinglu said to Qin Hao.
She wanted to impress Qin Hao with other dishes and ask him to accept her as his disciple and teach her medical skills.
After Qin Hao nodded, he looked at Zhang Zhuojun and Zhang Zhiguo and said, "Mr. Zhang, City Chief, let's eat together!"
"good!"
Zhang Zhuojun and Zhang Zhiguo nodded, agreed, then sat down, picked up their chopsticks, and tasted the dishes made by Zhang Qinglu with Qin Hao.
"I haven't eaten Qinglu's food for a few days, but I didn't expect that Qinglu's cooking skills have improved a lot!" After tasting the dishes made by Zhang Qinglu, Zhang Zhuojun stroked his beard and praised.
"Dad, you are right, Qinglu's cooking skills have indeed improved again!" Zhang Zhiguo nodded while eating the food.
After Zhang Qinglu heard the praise from her father and her grandfather, she immediately gained confidence. She asked Qin Hao again: "Doctor Qin, are the other dishes delicious?"
“This scrambled egg with tomatoes has too much sugar!”
“And this roasted eggplant with green beans also uses a little too much oil!”
“As for this fried pork with chili pepper, the salt is too light!”