The royal chef called me to lose weight [travel]

Changsheng groaned and felt uncomfortable and wanted to lie down. Chen Qingzhu planned to bathe the sheep and dogs by himself, but he didn't want Hades to desperately protect his chastity and would rather die than follow.Changsheng yelled that he was hungry again, only to realize that it was almost noon.Chen Qingzhu saw that Changsheng's nosebleed had stopped, and the blush on his face had receded, but now he was a little pale.

"You rest first." Chen Qingzhu pinched Changsheng's round earlobe, felt good and then pinched it a few more times before saying, "I'll call you later when the meal is ready."

He closed the door gently, and when he turned around, he saw that Chang Sheng wrote down his recent weight with a red pen in the weight record book, which was a full ten catties lighter.

No wonder the physical strength is not good recently, Chen Qingzhu understands it.

Yama pinched himself a cleansing mantra in the bathroom, and recited a drying mantra. He felt very good about himself, it was like an automatic dryer!

He rattled his little hoof and pushed open the bedroom door, put his front legs on the edge of the bed, and touched Chang Sheng who was buried under the quilt and couldn't get out.

"Are you shy?" Yan Wang said affirmatively with an experienced face, "You like that cook."

"I don't like green bamboo!" Changsheng twitched in the quilt for a while, and replied sullenly, "I treat him like a master."

"Oh." Hades didn't take it seriously, "Then you just like your master."

Chang Sheng, who was tossing around in the quilt, froze into a statue. It took him a long time to lift a corner of the quilt, and said with a sad face, "I don't even know if I have a broken sleeve..."

Seeing that Chang Sheng's head was exposed, Yan Wang jumped onto the bed, lay beside Chang Sheng, and said bewitchingly, "You can see that his sleeves are not secure. Long Yang also works with us. He has published a lot of books recently. You want Don’t want the book? I will give you a 250% discount on the internal price, equivalent to RMB [-] for a set, and free shipping with Long Yang’s autograph.”

Seeing Yan Wang's face of selling fluff, Changsheng turned to face him, "I don't want it, aren't you selling pornographic books?"

"You don't like flat ones, do you?" Yan Wang poked his head over, "Do you want 3D ones? There are also cartoon ones, I also have compressed files, do you want Long Yang's portraits? The ones with eight-pack abs?"

When Chang Sheng heard the word abdominal muscles, his nasal cavity felt warm again. He quickly sat up and pinched his nose, "Stop talking, who said I have broken sleeves."

Yan Wang blew on his beard in distaste, "You have nosebleeds that look like sunflower water, so don't get to know yourself correctly."

"Then you won't like my master." Changsheng pouted his neck and argued, "My master brought me up from a young age, how could I have that kind of thought?"

Yan Wang looked at Changsheng with very strange eyes, as if there was something in his words, but he closed his eyes, buried his head in his front legs, and yawned slowly, "If you want, I will bring you one next time." Come, no money, it’s enlightenment.”

Changsheng: ...

At noon, Bai Laicai hadn't come back yet, and Chang Sheng was hungry and went out with Yan Wang, who was chattering behind him selling pornographic books.Changsheng's original small thoughts had long since been broken up by An Li, who was constantly appearing from the king of Hades.

In his heart, he was still a young and cute Changsheng, turned his head pretending to be vicious and said, "You always say that I am a broken sleeve, don't you have a lot of experience?"

Yan Wang flicked the stupid hair on his head, and said coolly, "The movies I have watched are not 1000 million!"

"Only 99 million!"

Changsheng: Don't say such things so proudly, anyway, you are still a public figure in the underground.

Chen Qingzhu hadn't come to knock on the door yet, and Chang Sheng was guilty of being told by Hades, so he naturally didn't dare to go to Chen Qingzhu, and now he was lying on the dining table weakly and hungry.

Yan Wang rolled his eyes, suddenly jumped onto the chair beside him, and said earnestly and kindly, "It's possible that you don't like that cook either."

As expected, Chang Sheng turned his head and looked at him with flickering eyes.

"A foodie like you probably just cast his favor on the cook." Yan Wang said seriously, "Who made him a cook? Do you think you have this feeling towards Yuan Qing?"

Changsheng shook his head resolutely, and even had goosebumps on his arms!

"Yuan Qing cuts off your food and forces you to lose weight, but the cook gives you strength. Ghosts know who to like." The more Yan Wang said, the more he felt that his foolishness made sense, "You don't like Chen Qingzhu, but the cook's Chen Qingzhu." Qingzhu, do you understand?"

Changsheng was dizzy when he heard it, but he was able to extract the information that he didn't like Chen Qingzhu from it. Although he felt a little inexplicably disappointed, he was relieved.

"I'll ask Qingzhu if the meal is ready!" Changsheng deliberately stepped on the scale before going out, "I lost another catty!"

Chang Sheng picked up the pen on the cabinet, recorded it solemnly, looked at the record that had been reduced for many days in relief, and went out with joy.

Yan Wang clicked his tongue a few times behind the door, lazily jumped on the sofa to nest up, cleared his throat, and mocked in a pure Northeast accent, "Why is Dong Ming's apprentice so stupid, you are blind!"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head, rested his chin on the cushion, and sighed slightly, but his eyes were filled with unspeakable sorrow.

Chen Qingzhu rolled up his sleeves a few times, revealing his powerful arms.The range hood above the head hummed, taking away the sizzling sound from the pot.Chen Qingzhu sprinkled some big ingredients into the pot, and then poured in cinnamon and chili peppers. All kinds of seasonings came together, and immediately filled the kitchen with the aroma.He cut Qianzhang into three pieces, and rolled them into the hot pot with chicken soup.The soy sauce is dyed, and the thousand sheets are full of the moisture of the seasoning, and they are rolled in the soy sauce, and there are crispy peanuts in the sticky thousand sheets.

After it's out of the pot, sprinkle with a sprinkling of fragrant leaves. It's indescribably beautiful and has an indescribable fragrance.

The range hood was trying to steal away the aroma of vegetables in the room, but the passers-by outside stopped and drool, and even the Changsheng outside the door wiped out the little commotion in their hearts, and just opened the door. Thinking about what Chen Qingzhu cooked again today, just the smell can make people bite their tongues off.

Chen Qingzhu put the vegetables out of the pot, and glanced at the simmering shrimp and vegetable porridge in the casserole. The thick white rice was stewed soft and delicious. The background is really nice.

Changsheng was so lured by the scent that he scratched the door anxiously, and Chen Qingzhu didn't hear the doorbell until he turned off the smoking machine.He went to open the door while holding on to the apron, "Wait in a hurry?"

Chen Qingzhu untied the apron belt behind him with both hands, and his beautiful collarbone was exposed from the flared shirt, causing Changsheng to feel as if he had been scratched by a small claw.

Crispy and trembling.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Chen Qingzhu took off the apron and threw it on Changsheng's head, jokingly said, "Are you starving?"

Changsheng wore a pure black apron on his head, and he could still smell the detergent if there was nothing there. Changsheng thought that Chen Qingzhu might even have to make a meal to change his apron.He has seen Chen Qingzhu cooking, with a handsome side face, and a black apron gathered around his tight waist. He is clearly cooking a dish, but his expression is as focused as carving a work of art.

He wiped his nose quickly and was on the verge of a nosebleed.

Bai Laicai was away, Changsheng was losing weight, and Chen Qingzhu didn't eat much.I only cooked three dishes at noon, but the portions were very small, but Changsheng was extremely satisfied.

He picked up a chopstick of meat, the meat was tender and juicy, and after one bite, it performed many tricks, as if it had performed a wonderful stage play for the taste buds.

"Is it roast chicken?" Chang Sheng tilted his head and thought for a while, "Is this braised pork?"

Chen Qingzhu took a sip of porridge, shook her head slightly, "No."

Changsheng didn't give up and ate another plate, a large piece of pork belly overflowing with fat and thin, "This time it must be braised pork!"

The thin part is chewy, but the other end is fat but not greasy and has an inexplicable fragrance, which wipes away the original greasy feeling.

Chen Qingzhu still shook her head, smiled lightly and said nothing.

Changsheng asked strangely, "Is it because of the nosebleed that you can eat more meat today?"

Ghost life without meat is simply unimaginable!Even Hades was forced to leave the underworld!

"It's vegetarian meat." Chen Qingzhu wiped the soup that didn't exist at the corner of his mouth, "How can you eat braised pork now?"

He looked at Changsheng a few times, "Before you lose weight, you can insulate the meat."

Changsheng ate vegetarian meat with tears, and every bite seemed to be on the way to say goodbye to real meat, "What is this crunchy meat called?"

Chen Qingzhu gave him a strange look, "Peanut, have you never eaten it?"

Changsheng was taken aback for a moment before he realized, "I forgot..."

Chen Qingzhu: As a foodie who can report the names of unfamiliar dishes at any time and can describe them vividly, you are really picky about what you forget.

Chen Qingzhu stretched out his chopsticks to block Changsheng's chopsticks, and said flatly, "I've eaten too much. After finishing the porridge, today's lunch should be over."

Changsheng's big black eyes flickered.

Chen Qingzhu slowly turned her face away, "It's useless to be cute."

longevity: qaq

"The commercial actor is gone?" Chen Qingzhu asked.

Changsheng, who was drinking porridge under Chen Qingzhu's supervision, remembered that he didn't leave a meal for Bai Laicai, but it is estimated that the other party has not come back now, and he should have settled the major life issues outside.

"Not yet, he said that he will stay overnight tonight, and he will go back tomorrow." Chang Sheng said, "The vegetarian meat you cook is a bit like the craftsmanship of Master Tianfan of Changqing Temple."

"Master Tianfan?" Chen Qingzhu asked, "Suddenly remembered?"

"The other party has probably passed away." Changsheng said haha, "I had a flash of inspiration just now, maybe if you cook a lot of delicious food, I can remember it all!"

"Let's talk about it after you lose weight."

"……Oh."

When Changsheng was the size of a small radish head, his master took him to Changqing Temple to have a vegetarian meal. Master Tianfan's skill in making vegetarian meat was first-class.It is said that he was a good wine and meat lover before he became a monk, but he was still reluctant to give up meat after breaking away from the mundane world, so he simply turned to vegetarianism.The reputation of this vegetarian meat spread, not only the name of Changqing Temple became famous, but also the incense became more prosperous, and even the monks who came here to become monks flocked here.

For the Daqing Dynasty, it perfectly solved the imbalance of male to female ratio and the problem that many men were single.

#Eating is also a kind of belief#

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