The Yongan Pawn Shop of American Comics

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he saw the skinny and little Ajie.

Ajie moved a small horse and sat in the church courtyard, scratching on the ground with a branch in one hand, while holding his chin in his other hand, staring at Li Cheng with eyes full of amusement.

Perhaps he was too uncomfortable being stared at by this look. Li Cheng dropped the maza in his hand, scratched his forehead and planned to go out. He felt that being stared at by hundreds of people was not so uncomfortable.

"Li, you have to go out and spread your voice." Ajie didn't know where he picked up the bad accent.

Li Cheng smiled and imitated what he said: "If you don't go out to pee, you just want to see if the door is closed tightly."

"Didn't you say you would bring two melons back? Why, where are the melons?" Ajie was still holding his head with his head hanging down, looking at Li Cheng with a face full of teasing.

"My melon, it's gone. In the blink of an eye, I can't find it. Where did it go?" Li Cheng pretended to be confused and looked around.

"I believe it, why are you throwing melons all over your head?"

"If you don't speak good English, how did you learn these weird words?"

Just as he was talking, a sizzling sound suddenly came from the kitchen, and a huge cloud of spicy smoke came out.

Betty rushed out suddenly, her face was gray, her eye circles were red and swollen, and she was accompanied by a violent cough, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ajie hurriedly rushed forward, trying to wipe the dust off Betty's face, but she pushed him away violently. This move left Ajie at a loss.

Li Cheng next to him sniffed the smell and rushed into the kitchen. After a while, he rushed out with a wok and coughing, with a heartache on his face: "Are you cooking? If you don't know, you'd think you're frying the kitchen." , how much chili pepper did you add? Mine is authentic Sichuan pepper. How much effort did it take me to get so many hundred and ten grams? Did you add it all? Throw it all into the oil pan? "

Li Cheng's words made Betty feel a little ashamed, but she quickly put them aside. She clenched her fists and stared at Li Cheng as if she was on fire: "You have the nerve to tell me, what can I do? Old Mike will go out with you." You are still locking yourself in the room now, why don’t you take care of dinner like this?”

"Isn't it just a dinner? Let me show you my skills." Li Cheng frowned and replied angrily. He had this confidence. After all, one of his buyers was lucky enough to enter a chef academy, and that academy happened to be called Yuanyue.

Although this ordinary-quality otaku card is already on the verge of failing and dropping out of school, the various special ingredients and cooking experience he has acquired in the past few months can still make Li Cheng feel confident.

But Ajie suddenly pounced and hugged Li Cheng's thigh, "Goodbye, Li, you haven't even been in the kitchen. You know which one is salt and which one is MSG? Don't let all four of us suffer in one dinner." Accounted for”

After saying that, Ajie winked at Betty again: "Bet or not, if Li can cook, I will wash the dishes in the future."

Li Cheng pushed Ajie away fiercely, with a look of disdain on his face: "Pull him down, it's not you who washed it. Isn't it a shame?"

"It's obviously a gentleman's behavior. I have the right to use the bet."

Li Cheng ignored Ajie's quibbles, casually wiped the melon pulp on his hands and head, and went to the kitchen to get busy.

After some fancy operations by Li Cheng, dinner was easily prepared.

Everything obtained from the buyer card will become Li Cheng's source of goods, which of course also includes all kinds of knowledge and experience.

Coincidentally, within a few months, one of Li Cheng's otaku cards traveled to an urban dimension and joined a school called Yuanyue to learn cooking skills.

Over the past few months, Li Cheng has already accumulated a lot of cooking light balls and various ingredients.

This is indeed a magical experience. Ever since he used that ball of cooking light, Li Cheng's cooking skills have suddenly improved from that person who couldn't even master the heat of instant noodles to that of a buyer who studies and exercises without sleep. I have developed my cooking skills for several months.

Whether it is knife skills or the processing of various ingredients, the various culinary skills brought by the elite education of Totsuki Academy are perfectly integrated. The entire production process is smooth and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye. Betty, who is leaning at the door of the kitchen, looks at the beauty. Eyes ripple.

Dinner consisted of four dishes and one soup, three meat dishes and one vegetarian dish. The soup was tomato and egg soup. Li Cheng was originally better at tomato preserved eggs, but he didn't play in order to take care of two authentic Americans.

As for the old godfather, as soon as the lid of the boiled pork pot was opened, before the spicy and fragrant Sichuan flavor could spread out, he had already prepared the bowls and chopsticks and sat down at the dinner table.

The old godfather who loves Chinese culture is not only able to master chopsticks proficiently, but he is also full of praise for Sichuan cuisine. If it were not for the unexpected loss of peppers, the Sichuan flavor would definitely account for more than half of the four dishes Li Cheng cooked.

Betty called to Alger at the door: "Alger, come in and eat quickly, we have to wash the dishes later!"

Ajie still sat on the pony, without moving his buttocks: "Sit for a while, I'll go in later."

Betty smiled playfully and murmured in a low voice: "The amount Li cooked today was a bit not enough. I don't know if I can eat enough."

"Come on, come on!" Ajie stood up quickly and took a look at the restaurant. He didn't want to lose face after the meal was ordered.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was still a bit strange. Li Cheng scratched his head and Old Mike never mentioned his previous hunger strike plan.

"Grandpa, my Grandpa Mai, you see you are so old, and you are still angry with your grandson. Calm down and smile. There is such a big table. Smile, you are ten years young." Li Cheng He looked at the old godfather with a flattering expression.

"Hmph, I expect you, a brat like you, to hate me all the time. How can you laugh? I'm going to be so angry." The old godfather puffed his beard and glared.

"Then there's nothing to do. I can't change anything in my life. I can only wait until I give birth to a son and a half, and let your great-grandson make you happy."

"Come on, with your careless look, I'm blind to fall in love with you." Betty looked disdainful, and Ajie, who was eating and drinking next to him, almost spat out.

"Hey, tell me, there are only a few people in Ronghua Street, how can I, a careless person, be compared to you, who are ignored?" Li Cheng cried out in pain, covering his left foot, patting the dust on his shoes, with a look on his face. Heartache: "My Italian limited edition calfskin canvas shoes~"

"You brat, you've been out of shape all day!" The old godfather finally laughed.

After dinner, Ajie consciously put away the dishes.

Betty, who had eaten and drank enough, lay lazily on the sofa and stretched out beautifully. The sight of her graceful curves made Li Cheng's mouth go dry.

"Betty, as I said before, we just make do, and you will be my little sweetheart from now on." Li Cheng looked fascinated. What greeted him was a large white pillow on the sofa.

"Oh, I can't help it, I can't help it, I was hit by a big pillow and was seriously injured and I can't move. I need a kiss from my little sweetheart to get up."

Betty ignored someone who was lying on the ground playing tricks, stretched out again, rolled on the large sofa, and said with emotion: "I really hope I can eat delicious food every day until I'm full."

"Come on, you run out every day, you don't see me for a few days a month, and you still want to eat from me every day." Li Cheng said with a crazy expression on his face: "Be my wife and you can eat every day, three times a day." No matter what the meal is, I can even give it to you~ Little sweetheart, little sweetheart.”

With a cold look on her face, Betty touched the goose bumps on her arms and rushed to her bedroom in a panic.

Late at night, Li Cheng was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and concentrating on sorting out his harvest on the system interface. The rustling outside made him upset.

Turning suddenly sideways, Li Cheng swung a heavy punch at the figure in the darkness, but was easily pinned to the sofa by the latter with a joint skill.

"Stop, stop, stop, fold, I surrender, I surrender~" Li Cheng, who was pinned back to the sofa, quickly begged for mercy.

"Li, there's something going on outside." The restrained arm loosened.

"Betty?" The voice was surprised and happy, "Where did you learn this? You don't do it lightly or hard." Li Cheng rubbed his arm unhappily.

"Li, there's something going on outside, Cang," Betty repeated again, but was interrupted impatiently by Li Cheng.

"Okay, okay, there's a rat making a fuss, you're old and you're still afraid of rats, I'll go stick the rat board on time, please."

With that said, Li Cheng stood up and pushed Betty towards her bedroom.

"Go back, go back, I'm so annoying. They come and attack me at night. I almost took off my pants. Then you accuse me of causing a rat out there." Li Cheng said with a hint of resentment in his tone:

"Woman, you are playing with fire~"