I’m Not a Scumbag

Gu Pengfei rubbed his hands together, excited, his face flushed with excitement.

"Can I? Can I really?"

"You can do it, Brother Gu, believe in yourself!"

Although Lin Fang was encouraging Gu Pengfei, in fact, he couldn't understand Gu Pengfei's excitement.

He persuaded Gu Pengfei to spend money, the joke was even more serious, but he did not expect that Gu Pengfei actually took it seriously.

Anyway, I have to spend money, change to a young and beautiful Miss Tea Art, isn't she good?

It doesn't stop Lin Fang from fully supporting Gu Pengfei.

Just like now, seeing that there are still ingredients to be processed on the cutting board, Lin Fang walked over and tried to shred the beef and cut the chicken into pieces.

In the past, Lin Fang was not willing to do such trivial housework, not because he wanted to be lazy subjectively, but because he did not have this talent objectively.

Others cut shredded potatoes with a knife in one hand and potatoes in the other. They can cut them as thin as a thread without hurting their hands. What he cuts is not so much a shredded potato as a pile of irregular potato strips.

Different sizes, lengths and thicknesses, it is simply a spectacle.

Lin Fang is now helping Gu Pengfei, and he is ready to be disliked.

Surprisingly, the kitchen knife felt very smooth in Lin Fang's hand, as if the knife was an extension of his own fingers, without any obstruction, Lin Fang could even clearly feel the texture of the beef, and slashed along the texture. Go down, slice first, then shredded, like an arm and a finger, it couldn't be simpler.

It feels unexpectedly good to do something that has never been done well to be comparable to a professional.

After Lin Fang finished processing all the ingredients on the cutting board and dressed them up separately, he still felt unsatisfied, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Gu, is there anything else to deal with?"

"Ah? What..."

Gu Pengfei woke up like a dream. He stared at Lin Fang as if he was looking at a monster. After a while, he cleared up his mood and said with a complicated expression: "Brother, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good! "

Lin Fang quickly denied it, shook his head again and again and said, "Brother Gu, you misunderstood me. I only know how to eat, but I can't do anything. The knife skills are good, that's because my body is good, my nerves are fast enough, my eyes are good enough, and my hands are steady enough. If you exercise a lot, your knife skills will definitely be better than mine. Cooking, I really don't know anything about it!"

Gu Pengfei smiled awkwardly but politely, and said: "Don't comfort me, if you really can't, you won't teach me how to mix preserved eggs just now. I know, I am a diligent person. One point, in terms of cooking, I really don't have any talent. Don't look at the dishes that I can cook, it seems that I wasted countless materials and smashed them out!"

Brother Gu, I really can't!

The things I said were all things I heard when Mr. Peng scolded his apprentices in the cafeteria of the law firm. I really don't know how!

Lin Fang felt very helpless. In his two lifetimes, he had only cooked one dish: boiled noodles.

It sounds like it is very similar to boiled cabbage, a famous Sichuan dish, but there is a difference of 108,000 miles in the middle.

It's just that Lin Fang looked at Gu Pengfei's eyes, and finally gave up the explanation.

He felt that the way Gu Pengfei looked at himself now was the same as when he looked at Mr. Peng.

How to explain this? Can't explain it at all!

"Okay, okay, I'm good at cooking. I'm very good at cooking. I'm the head office of 'China Little Master', 'Gourmet Hunter', and 'Spirit of Halberds', right?"

"Just admit it, it doesn't matter what it is, hehe..."

Gu Pengfei smiled proudly, shoved the spatula directly into Lin Fang's hand, and said, "It's all up to you, I have to think about it, how can I use money to smash your sister-in-law to the ground!"

After handing in the kitchen utensils, Gu Pengfei didn't go out, just humming and pacing in the kitchen, thinking hard about his "wife strategy: I use money to make her open up to me" plan.

Lin let go and held the spatula in his hands, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Isn't this embarrassing?

Why don't you... try asking for help online?

Lin Fang took out his mobile phone and looked at his list of good (qian) friends (nv) friends (you), and first excluded Xia Xuejian, who was good at French cuisine, and Angelica, who could cook Russian cuisine.

These processed ingredients on the table are all prepared for serious Chinese food. Good (qian) friends (nv) friends (you) who can cook eight major cuisines and even home-cooked dishes can ask for help, but only those who can only cook exotic dishes no.

Why don't you... try mass posting?

Wouldn't it be too sloppy to do so?

I heard that group texting is a common skill for scumbags to keep fish, so it's not good to do so...

"Brother, why haven't you done it yet? Fry it! This time the meat in the pot is almost done, you put the lotus white (cabbage) in it, and you can cook it by just flipping it twice!"

Lin Fang was so urged by Gu Pengfei, so he couldn't control so much, so he simply edited a text message and sent a group message.

"After frying the pork in a pot like this, is there any help?"

No wonder Lin Fang disliked Gu Pengfei's half-made double-cooked pork, which is a masterpiece of Sichuan cuisine, not to mention Mr. Peng's craftsmanship, even a small roadside stir-fry shop can't make it like this.

Twice-cooked pork pays attention to a bright color, salty and delicious. It is best to use pesto seedlings from the turn of summer and autumn as a side dish, followed by green peppers, and again with lotus white (cabbage). The ingredient is a plate of lotus white again, and you can see how meticulous his cooking skills are.

At this moment, the phone ding-dong rang, and Lin Fang knew that it was his group text messages that had been answered.

He wasn't in a hurry to save the twice-cooked pork in the pot. Anyway, it was already like this. If it was a big deal, he would pour the lotus white into it and fry it for a few times.

I'm only in charge of frying, and Gu Pengfei's pot is still owned by Gu Pengfei, so no one wants to steal it!

"Wow, baby, can you still cook? I want to eat it! I want you to feed me with your mouth!"

"There's no help, just throw it away. My dear, how can you cook by yourself? Give me the address, and I'll order you a takeout. I'm so distressed to see you eat something like this! Without me by your side, You don't take care of yourself at all!"

"Husband, you're doing really well, your cooking skills are the best, believe in yourself, you're done! Do you want to eat those dishes on other people's bodies? You know, people's bodies are super soft !"

"Baby, you finally returned to my WeChat, I miss you! I can cook, and my cooking skills are great, send me a position, and I'll help you clean up the mess right away, compare your heart!? After reading these text messages, Lin Fang fell into a long silence.

These women are too much!

I just wanted to ask for help online, how can I make Chinese food, but you all crave my body one by one, fall!

Forget it, asking for others is better than asking for yourself...

I have to think about it, how did Mr. Peng scold his apprentice...

Lin Fang recalled it carefully, and roughly knew what he knew, so he put the double-cooked pork in the pot, opened a jar next to it that looked like it was storing oil, took a look, smelled the fragrance again, nodded slightly, and felt quite satisfied. .

The jar is filled with semi-solidified yellow oil. This color will appear. It is obviously a mixed cooked oil obtained by boiling pork suet with vegetable oil.

Lin Fang remembered that once Mr. Peng scolded his apprentice, he scolded him for cooking vegetables with raw oil in a cold pan.

The biggest problem with cooking oil in a cold pot is that when the oil temperature rises, there will be a lot of fumes.

The hot pot and cooking oil are still the mixed oil of vegetable oil and lard, and it is easy to make the unique fried flavor of Sichuan cuisine.

The spatula didn't work well, so Lin Fang changed the spoon in his hand, rinsed the wok briefly, wiped it clean, heated the wok, poured a spoonful of mixed oil into it, feeling that the oil was about the same temperature, put a spoonful of dried tempeh Go down and fry until fragrant. At this time, turn to low heat. Taking advantage of the gap between the low heat and the flavor, he quickly cleared out a handful of pesto sprouts and cut them into small pieces.

Turn to high heat and throw the garlic sprouts, stir fry a little to get the flavor, then go to Gu Peng Fei and fry half of the twice-cooked pork, and then order some old extract color, raw extract flavor.

Boom!

╯▽╰) So fragrant!"

The smell of the twice-cooked pork was so tempting that it directly attracted Gu Pengfei's attention. He didn't bother to think about how to rationally use money to discipline his wife, and stared at the wok in Lin Fang's hand without blinking. Mouth watering.

"Brother, your cooking skills are indeed better than mine!"

Excellent ghost!

I'm catching ducks on the shelves, okay?

Lin Fang gave Gu Pengfei a white look, turned off the heat, started the pot, and put the cooked pork on a plate.

"I'll try it first!"

Gu Pengfei decisively took out a pair of chopsticks and grabbed them immediately, ready to try Lin Fang's craftsmanship.

I want you to taste it!

Beautiful to think!

Lin Fang crossed the pot and spoon in his hand, blocking the space where Gu Peng flew down the chopsticks, and said, "Gu Ge, it's getting late, hurry up and help. Either you come to fry, or you can help, don't make trouble!"

"Forget it, I'll do it!"

Gu Pengfei put down his chopsticks angrily, and while handing Lin Fang the ingredients, he stared at the fried double-cooked pork, drooling.

Mr. Peng is a typical Sichuan-style chef. He was still in the old society when he was studying art. He paid attention to being a three-year apprentice for two years, and he was with the master for ten years before he found the opportunity to be in charge alone.

At that time, the relationship between master and apprentice was comparable to that of father and son. If apprentices did not come to the door during the festivals, they would be stabbed in the back.

When an apprentice is in front of a master, he is similar to a son. He beats and scolds whenever he says, and he has no dignity at all.

He taught his disciples, and he also followed the path of filial sons from the sticks. That is, in today's new society, it's not easy to beat people, so you can only scold.

Lin Fang went to the law firm's restaurant several times, and every time he could hear the old man roaring in the back of the kitchen.

Anyway, up to now, Lin Fang has not heard the repetition.

Cursing and cursing, Mr. Peng's craftsmanship was passed on without reservation in the scolding.

It's just that Lin Fang doesn't quite understand it. It's all very simple things. How could the disciples of Mr. Peng make mistakes again and again?

There are too many lessons from the past, Lin Fang does not want to do well, but only to not make the same mistakes. Soon, he was still a little unfamiliar at the beginning, and slowly began to become proficient.

One dish after another, it is also served on a plate at a very fast speed.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Fang finished washing the pot, glanced at Gu Pengfei, and asked, "Anything else?"

Gu Pengfei looked at Lin Fang, then looked at the bowls and dishes on the stove, and shook his head in surprise: "No... No... Brother, your craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Shh!"

Lin Fang threatened Gu Pengfei and said, "Brother Gu, friendship is friendship, you can't talk nonsense, I really don't know how to cook, I just cook it all! After a while, my sister-in-law and the others will ask, you have to say that you made these dishes. !"

Gu Pengfei said with a complicated expression: "Yes! Yes! You do it all blindly, you can't cook, I can, I can be a chicken! I did it all, okay?"

If it wasn't for the fact that Fang Youxi, who couldn't cook at all and often broke dishes, was roasted by oil smoke, he couldn't bear to feel sorry for his wife, and Gu Pengfei would not have been cooking in person for ten years.

From the initial dark cooking, step by step to the current home cooking expert, Gu Pengfei also spent a lot of time and energy in it.

But cooking really depends too much on talent.

Especially Chinese food, under the renovation, from north to south, from red to white, not to mention the eight major cuisines, the differences between the north and the south, just say a full Manchu and Han dinner, there are 108 dishes, so many dishes, even if you learn a lifetime , can't do it all.

Gu Pengfei is also good at some home-cooked dishes, but he dare not say that he is good at Sichuan cuisine. At most, he can eat it.

He never envied others for cooking better than himself, and cooking better than himself. Gu Pengfei knew that he was not good at cooking.

But now, he is sour.

You said, a big man is good-looking and has prosperous peach blossoms. It’s okay to have women rushing to send this or that. You should be a scumbag who can’t do anything. Wouldn’t it be good to eat your soft rice?

Even with such excellent cooking skills, how can you make us such a powerful Phoenix man live even though we claim to be not good-looking?

Give me some way to live, and be your scumbag, isn't it fragrant?

Fall!

I looked at the seven or eight dishes prepared by Lin Fang in the back, which were full of flavors and tastes, and then looked at the dishes I cooked in front of me, emmmm... I can eat it!

All you can eat, what bike do you need!

My forte is tasting, not doing it myself!

Gu Pengfei was depressed for a while, but he quickly adjusted himself.

His greatest hobby is to taste delicious food. In the streets and alleys of Jincheng, in the corners, wherever there is delicious food, he will be there. As far as being familiar with Jincheng's food, he is the No.1.

As for cooking with your own hands... With Lin Fangzhuyu ahead, Gu Pengfei can only pursue one that he can eat!

Lin Fang didn't know that Gu Peng Fei played so many inner scenes for a while. He found that the ingredients had been cooked, so he nodded, took two plates and went out, saying: "Okay, Brother Gu, let's serve the food. In a while, I will have a good taste of your craftsmanship!"

Gu Pengfei: "..."

Lin Fang, you've played too much!

Killing is just a no-brainer, why do you still want to kill someone?

Fall!

"Hey, it's done so soon?"

Seeing Lin Fang and Gu Pengfei coming out with dishes one after the other, Fang Youxi, who was still whispering to Fang Lingxian, stood up with surprise.

She and Gu Pengfei have been together for so many years. She knows how much ink Gu Pengfei has in the kitchen.

According to her estimation, it will take at least half an hour to finish it, which is a bit beyond her expectations.

Lin Fang quickly gave Gu Pengfei a look, implying that it was his turn to perform.

Gu Pengfei understood and said carelessly: "Of course, you don't look at who I am! Besides, I'm not alone today, and Brother Lin will help me!"

Fang Youxi stared at Gu Pengfei with a half-smile, and said, "What's the matter, Lao Gu, you have something to say! Could it be that you are disgusting me for not going to the kitchen before, and you are unwilling to attack you?"

"No... no..."

Gu Pengfei shrank his neck subconsciously. He was used to being scolded. He had long developed the habit of being afraid of his wife.

But soon, Gu Peng flew back to the taste and said in his heart, "That's not right!" I'm already rich, I want to be an uncle, I can't be a coward!

Together, this thought took root and sprouts in Gu Pengfei's heart like a weed, and it made him feel uncomfortable, like a sting in his throat.

"Cough...that's right!"

Gu Pengfei changed the subject and nodded: "Two people must cook faster than one person, this is a truth that children understand. Youxi, it's not me talking about you, you don't think about it, I'm always alone Cooking, it takes me half an hour a day, how much time does it take me in a year? With so much time, I can make more money, isn’t it delicious?”

Fang Youxi couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't believe that these words came from Gu Pengfei's mouth.

The last time Gu Pengfei spoke to her in this tone was before marriage, when he was just her boyfriend.

At that time, Fang Youxi felt that this kind of sign was wrong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gu Pengfei was clearly under-trained. Since then, she has made full use of her female advantages and began to comprehensively PUA Gu Pengfei, and slowly He trained him to be his ideal husband, and the two got married.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Gu Pengfei actually made a bad mistake again, and dared to speak in this tone again in front of her.

"Gu Pengfei, are you itchy?"

Here, here again!

It's time to splash water and drop the cup in the next second!

When Gu Pengfei heard Fang Youxi's words, he couldn't help but shivered a bit, then subconsciously dodged to the side and hid behind Lin Fang.

Lin Fang was almost stunned. He encouraged Gu Pengfei to spend money on Fang Youxi, but this development was too unexpected.

Didn't you say it was done with money? Why did Gu Pengfei provoke him with words as soon as he came up?

Brother Gu, did you know that just next door, there is a little fresh meat coveting sister-in-law?

Be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire, wearing a cuckold!

Fang Youxi looked angry at Gu Pengfei, but because Lin Fang and Fang Lingxian were all there, she couldn't get angry, so she gave Gu Pengfei a "wait for me" look, hehe smiled, and said, "Aiya , we are joking, me and our old ancient are always like this at home, you must not take it seriously. Everyone, sit down and taste our ancient craftsmanship! "

"Beat is kissing, scolding is love, not beating or scolding is not happy, cousin, you and brother-in-law have such a good relationship!"

Fang Lingxian took it seriously, and was the first to sit down happily.

Lin Fang glanced at her with a playful look in his eyes.