delicious master

Chapter 94 Mission Progress
Putting it here, the faces of the five people showed expectations.

Curiosity killed the cat is not just talking about it. The main purpose of the few of them was to know why Tang Xiaokang was so impressed by the episode of Cobra.

They went back and re-watched the Cobra video at that time. That episode was obviously a car rollover video, and they couldn't see the highlights at all.

Having already guessed the purpose of several people, Tang Xiaokang specially showed a mysterious smile on his face, but the whole person still looked very indifferent, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch.

"Boss Tang, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, maybe it's facial muscle twitching. After all, it's not easy to have a serious face all day long."

"What's wrong with muscle twitching? If his muscles are twitching, he's still a handsome guy. At worst, I'll just take pictures later when he's fine."

Seeing several people discussing in front of him, the smile on Tang Xiaokang's face gradually disappeared...

"I can hear you."

A voice sounded directly among the few people, and everyone smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

"Actually, I didn't say anything, I just thought he was good at stewing a snake without peeling the skin. More importantly, even the snake head was stewed together, and the poisonous sac was probably not removed. Watching the video feels a bit over the top. The son of death is no longer suitable. He's dead, he should be called Death's father."

At this moment, everyone understood why the video was stuck there.

This is completely a complaint from a professional, and it is ridiculing to the core.

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Tang Xiaokang's words opened the eyes of the five people to see what is professionalism, and this is professionalism.

The five people who got the answers they wanted left with satisfied faces, leaving only Tang Xiaokang standing there alone. How do you think they all came here specially to ask questions, and then have a meal by the way?
The breakfast time passed, and the old customers left in twos and threes. Today is different from the past. Apart from the five people, many new diners came one after another.

The sales of Cantonese-style mutton soup and Wensi tofu are significantly higher.

There was one diner left in the hall. It was eleven o'clock, and it would be more than an hour before lunch time. Tang Xiaokang took out the basket of white radish left over from yesterday again.

It has started to rain outside, and the temperature drop in winter this year is not that great, but after a few rains, the temperature is still pulled down to two or three degrees.

It is definitely not possible to go outside when it rains, and the temperature is so low that it is impossible to hold a knife when the wind is blowing outside.

Tang Xiaokang put the basket of white radish on the table in the corner of the hall, and the only remaining diners looked around with curious expressions.

But then, he saw Tang Xiaokang coming out of the back kitchen with a bunch of knives. The long knife bag was spread out on the table, and there were six or seven or eight flat kitchen knives inside. One of them carefully looked at the blade, and the refracted cold light caused him to tremble involuntarily.

Putting down the kitchen knife, Tang Xiaokang went out and closed the door, which made the other party feel relieved again.

The door was closed, the wind and rain were blowing outside, and the atmosphere inside the house became weird.

He swallowed nervously, the dark clouds blocked the noon sun, there seemed to be a shadow of a monster in the corner, and the kitchen knife on the table gleamed coldly.

For a moment, the image of pork buns flashed in his mind.

It is raining today, there are not many people passing by outside, and there are no cameras in the alleys of the old city. All this seems to be such a coincidence.

Looking at Tang Xiaokang's kitchen knife on the table, he looked at the Cantonese-style mutton soup in front of him, and immediately ate nervously.

Tang Xiaokang couldn't help but glance at this person's change, his body tightened, and his eating speed became even faster.

He glanced at the other party strangely, the sudden change of this diner made Tang Xiaokang a little puzzled, isn't he afraid of choking on eating so fast?

Maybe it's someone's hobby.

Tang Xiaokang muttered in his heart, and returned to the position just now.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it kept pouring into the hall. There was too much water, which made the ground a bit slippery, especially when the cold wind poured in, almost blowing away the remaining temperature in the hall.

The old air conditioner has not been used for ten years, and has already announced its retirement. The newly purchased air conditioner has been delivered, but it will take two days for the installer to arrive, so now I can only endure it like this.

I haven't been back for a few days, and my father robbed some of the kitchen knives in stock at home. For this reason, Tang Xiaokang specially asked his mother to send him the few lucky ones left in his family, otherwise it might be None left.

He also saw a new kitchen knife last night, and he planned to put it in his pocket when the proceeds from this month's settlement arrived.

Thinking of the price of a kitchen knife, Tang Xiaokang couldn't help but think of the earnest teachings of the old man when he was a child.

"What's the use of reading, learning how to cook with me is serious!"

For a long time, Tang Xiaokang actually refused in his heart.

Reading can increase knowledge, and you can know the world without going out.

Reading can make people self-cultivated and find a good job.

Reading makes us invincible in a highly competitive society, makes life more fulfilling, and learns different things.Feel the difference in the world, and the benefits of reading are countless!
Firming his mind, Tang Xiaokang touched the kitchen knife on the table, ah~ it smells so good!

Of course, there is another point that Tang Xiaokang undoubtedly agrees with very much, reading is happiness.

Is reading happy? It must be happy. It’s okay to be unhappy.

I stood in the yard hanging sandbags for five hours every day, and then filled a pot of sand and scooped it for five hours, day after day, year after year, resting at night, and my arms were swollen like a pig's trotter filled with water.

Surprised or not, are you happy?
Tang Xiaokang always felt that the biggest reason why his father Tang Qingbo didn't want to be a cook was because he was frightened when he saw the old man Tang Youwei's arms filled with pig's trotters.

So after quickly choosing to do business, Guo disconnected a trumpet and asked the old man to brush up the dungeon and re-level.

Looking at his own two arms filled with pig's trotters, Tang Xiaokang's face shed tears of pain, the poison of a tiger does not eat its young, but it can dig holes!
Not only did he dig a hole and throw you in, but he also buried you with a stinky lump on your head.

On the second floor, the winter melon, who was skillfully planing the cat litter, suddenly stopped, with a murderous look!
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After choosing a well-known kitchen knife, Tang Xiaokang picked up the radish in the box, and once again started his own carving career. The degree of completion: 60/100.

The sculpting training during the day yesterday increased the system tasks by a full [-]%, which made Tang Xiaokang excited for a long time. According to this progress, the possibility of completing the tasks before the end of the year will be very high.

Thinking of the Baixue Hidden Dragon dish, Tang Xiaokang's movements sped up by two points.

(End of this chapter)