Fairy world story

Chapter 138
Chapter 138

"Going to the old man's house for dinner again!" Lin Qingyuan raised his glasses and asked Hu Wenwen who was bouncing in front of him.

"That goes without saying... Good afternoon, Grandpa Zhang!"

"Okay!" The old man with the fishing rod responded with a smile.

"Is that called rubbing? I went to grandpa's house for dinner in a fair and honest manner!" After recovering, Hu Wenwen said triumphantly with his hands on his hips.

"Pay attention to the image problem!"

"Oh, oh!" Hu Wenwen put down his hands resolutely, acting like a lady, but what he got in return was laughter on the street, all of them were from this road, so why not know her Hu Wenwen.

Seeing people's hearts over time.

No matter how she looks like a lady in normal times, everyone knows that she is just pretending.

Li Qingyuan also laughed when he saw the awkwardly smiling sisters. He had been busy all morning, so he could only make his sisters smile with this effort.

To be honest, my sister is not suitable for the role of the gymnasium owner. Not to mention her own talent, she is also a person who can't bear her temper. It is also a challenge for her to shrink in the gymnasium every day to meet the challenges. An uncomfortable thing.

The two of them walked up to Mi Yuxiang one after the other, the temperament of the two beauties fluctuated and attracted a lot of attention along the way.

Hu Wenwen, who came here full of expectations, got good news—someone came to visit and was taken into the kitchen by his father.

Her eyes lit up instantly, she didn't know about her old man, the kitchen was stricter than anyone else, and nothing should be tampered with, otherwise it would definitely be a scolding, except of course she and Lin Qingyuan.

The two are the darlings of the elders!
Besides, there is only one reason for the old man to call people into the kitchen - the other party is a master of cooking, and the old man invited them to visit and learn their skills along the way.

Although, the old man's craftsmanship is superb, but the strongest is still making fish.

And since she grew up, she very much hoped to eat the skills of a chef with the same skills.

As for not letting her eat?

That's even more impossible. She has seen this kind of competition many times, and every time she can easily get a delicious meal.

Hu Wenwen shook off the unhappiness in the morning, and ran to the kitchen happily like a bird.

"Yuanyuan, hurry up..."

"Slow down!" Lin Qingyuan smiled and was about to follow, but saw that the waiter next to him was hesitant to speak.

"what happened?"

"This time it's a young man who is a trainer." The waiter replied with a strange expression.

Lin Qingyuan: "????"

To be reasonable, the old man is not some kind of old man who is eager to guide, and it is impossible to talk about supporting the younger generation.

And taking apprentices...

Private cooking, the word "private" explains a lot of problems. The old man has said it all, and the craftsmanship should not be passed on to outsiders.

So a young trainer comes into the kitchen?
Lin Qingyuan became interested.

After thanking the waiter, she followed quickly.

On the other hand, Hu Wenwen quickly ran to the kitchen, and could smell a fresh fragrance through the wooden door, which lifted people's spirits.

Wow!Food, here I come.

She opened the door forcefully with both hands, and she froze for a moment.

Lin Qingyuan, who was rushing over, smelled the sudden increase of fragrance, and quickened his pace, but saw his best friend standing motionless at the door, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

She slowed down, came quietly behind her, and looked into the kitchen with the absolute advantage of being one head taller.

Then, she was also shocked.

The Gotha Duck was fighting, and the old man kept switching seven kitchen knives, moving the knives like flying. The two-meter-long cave fish on the chopping board changed its shape constantly with the light of his knives, becoming more and more beautiful.

The brown and uneven skin disappeared with the light of the knife, revealing the fish flesh as tender as tofu under the skin, the thick joints disappeared somehow under the bright light and shadow, and the stiff and bloated fish body became abnormally soft.

It's literally plastic surgery.

The old man definitely made a serious move, which Lin Qingyuan can guarantee, but the opponent worthy of the old man's serious attack is an unknown cat-shaped elf.

Lin Qingyuan, who is familiar with the encyclopedia of elves, swears that she has never seen this kind of elf, with hair like snow, pupils like glass, standing in the air, with a gentle and dreamy temperament.

It floats in the air, waving its claws, knives, and seasonings in the air, dancing happily on the chopping board, and the cut ingredients jump into the pot by themselves. This is not cooking, it is already a fairy tale.

As for the male trainer sitting against the wall in the corner, covering his eyes and pinching his nose with a pained face, Lin Qingyuan glanced past him.

Well, beside him lay three elves with puffy bellies, namely Zebra, Charmander, and the extremely precious Quasi-God Heart Scale Treasure.

This made Lin Qingyuan look at Lei Ming one more time, and then he was defeated by his painful stupid face.

There was also a huge spider covered in bone armor, squatting in the corner and didn't know what it was doing. She knew this one. It was a skeleton spider, a new type of elf that was very controversial.

Beside the skeletal spider, an unknown elf whose size was comparable to a vulture was lowering his head to devour the purple-red substance in the plate, his beak dripping with blood.It greatly reduces the points for the original not beautiful.

There is also a huge one-horned black-haired beast, which is sitting stupidly, pouring the plates containing food into its mouth continuously, and there are already a pile of tall plates beside it.

It can be determined that it is in the trash can in this competition.

Lin Qingyuan swallowed, feeling a little envious unconsciously, but also feeling a little frustrated in her heart. She, who claims to be a military adviser, failed to recognize so many elves, which is really a failure.

"Ah, Grandpa, give me something to eat."

Here Hu Wenwen shouted, because her grandfather's cooking was over, and the freshest and liveliest parts of the huge cave fish had been picked out, and put into the pot, the whole cave fish was no more than a small bowl.

So Hu Wenwen shouted decisively, grabbing a seat first.

Hearing the call of his lovely granddaughter, Mr. Hu's face remained unchanged, but the hand that prepared the sauce quietly changed direction and changed a different condiment.

"Meow, I'm fine!"

Ai Lumao used her thoughts to put a plate of peony-like food on the table. The aroma was alluring and set off a new round of storm.

Hu Wenwen and Lin Qingyuan were stunned, a talking elf?

"The old man is fine too!"

Mr. Hu shook the pot, put a big spoon into the pot, and the fish came out with water and sauce.

"Wenwen, and Yuanyuan, you guys are just in time to be judges and have a taste."

As he said that, the old man glanced at someone in the corner with contempt.

Little rubbish, still a teenager who is growing up, he can't even eat more than 20 dishes, shame on him.

Lei Ming was lucky to cover his eyes, otherwise he would have to refute a few words.

There are more than 20 dishes for one person, and the sum of the two is close to [-] dishes, which is enough for half a full feast of Manchurians. That is something that ordinary people can eat!

And the two also play tactics.

Well, the other party served a very good dish, no, I will have an appetizer first, and then the main course.

Who can handle this?
(End of this chapter)