His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Of course, Xiangbei has recorded many dishes that have been made. The WeChat account "All the way to the north" is full of exquisite finished dishes, but there is no intermediate process.He pondered for a while, and went to the kitchen to watch Xiangbei cook silently during dinner. It has to be said that the scene of the handsome guy wearing an apron busy in front of the stove is very pleasing to the eye, and the sunlight hits the stove from the window, like a camera lens.

The apron to the north is still brought with you. You must bring it when you travel north and south. The three pieces are exactly the same pure white. They are changed every night and must be as white as new the next day. A villager in Huangjia Village took this job. Bai, smile every day and bloom happily.

Su Zhe suggested that there is no need to change and wash three pieces every day. It is not broken after being used the previous meal. Sometimes there is no need for any stains at all. Xiang Bei expressed that this is a kind of respect, a clean stove, a clean An apron and clean hands are a must for cooking and can make the dishes more delicious.

"Shouldn't it be clean ingredients and seasonings?" Su Zhe asked doubtfully.

At that time, the corner of Xiang Bei's mouth twitched, and he was rarely angry: "Isn't clean ingredients and seasoning the foundation? Needless to say?"

So far, all the unhappiness that Xiangbei has been facing Su Zhe has to do with cooking, and it has always been consistent on this point.

"Can you take a picture of me?" Xiang Bei raised his head from the gap between kneading the dough bunny and asked with a smile, "Are you good at taking pictures?"

"Why can't it work?" Su Zheying's face remained unchanged after he finished, and he pretended to tap his fingers on the screen. In fact, it was just a camera. After Xiang Bei finished pinching the little rabbit, he quickly ended the filming and took a few photos, "I think ...uh, pretty good."

Xiang Bei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Can you show me?"

Su Zhe walked over bravely, and flipped through the photos to Xiang Bei. On the screen of the mobile phone, Xiang Bei either closed his eyes or opened his mouth to talk, a vivid emoji.Facing the subtle eyes looking at Xiang Bei, he said without blushing without panting, "Your beauty can instantly kill most human beings no matter what the conditions are."

Xiang Bei returned a tolerant smile and continued to cook.At his feet is Mr. Huang's bucket of blue stuff, pinch a little at a time to give little rabbits and various animals eyes and make various small ornaments.

"You're doing a white case, right?" Su Zhexian showed off his poor culinary knowledge, "Do you want to eat pasta tonight?"

"Yeah." Xiang Bei replied, without stopping his hand, all kinds of vivid small animals appeared in his palm, he bent down and lowered his head to carve bird feathers with crochet needles, and his concentrated expression was matched with the sunlight dyed golden eyes The eyelashes are like a painting with rich colors.

Su Zhe almost forgot to take pictures for a while, but the occasional "huh-huh" from outside the window reminded him that it was the staff of the crew trying to find a miracle by restarting the phone without giving up.From time to time, he pretended to take pictures and took pictures of Xiangbei's cooking process, and then ran to find Mr. Huang and showed the video.

"That's it?" Huang Lao looked disdainful, "It's just an ordinary dish, can it be compared with my recipe?"

Su Zhe didn't say a word, the worms with yellow and red rings and the delicious bacon appeared in his mind. Although the taste of the bacon was endless, he didn't want to eat it again at all.

When he returned to the kitchen, Xiang Bei had already finished cooking. He could cook as much as he wanted in Huangjia Village. The ingredients and tools were provided by the villagers. He didn’t charge labor fees, but he did it entirely according to his mood. Both parties were very satisfied with this cooperation model.

Su Zhe glanced at the steamer and asked, "Which dish do you have that didn't use that bucket of blue noodles?"

"Don't you want to eat it?" Xiang Bei poked his head out from the earthen stove, "Try it, maybe you will find it delicious?"

"That color makes you lose your appetite." Su Zhe said bluntly, with an idea in his heart, "You don't have any similar recipes, do you?"

"Believe it or not?" Xiang Bei's voice came from the stove.

Su Zhe became interested, leaned over and said, "For example?"

Xiang Bei raised his head, smiled happily, said "The following is what I recorded in my notebook" and began to describe the recipe of an African cannibal he once saw.

Su Zhe complained in his heart while listening, this fucking recipe made of human ingredients is indeed quite curious, but who wants this thing?Just when he thought it was a clever misunderstanding, a narration box revealed the truth: Xiangbei thinks that Su Zhe's way of secretly taking pictures of his cooking is too rough. Maybe he will go to a five-star restaurant once in the future. The chef has the weirdest temper. Only then is it challenging.

Su Zhe: "..."

Damn, when did you know this?

Finally, when Xiang Bei was afraid to use affirmative sentences and began to use interrogative sentences to describe how to cook liver, Su Zhe couldn't help jumping his feet: "Enough, you already know it? I just want to steal a recipe, and I have to solve the problem." ah!"

Xiangbei's wild laughter echoed in the room, he put his chin on the stove and blinked his eyes and said, "Be honest, why did you steal the recipe?"

"Old Huang has props for setting up a ghost market. I want to borrow them. He is not willing to change the recipe!" Su Zhe said angrily, "It's as simple as that!"

"Oh, so you came here to steal?" Xiang Bei asked.

"Otherwise, what should I do? You just don't want to tell others the recipe!" Su Zhe said helplessly.

"That's not necessarily true." Xiang Bei stood up and wiped his hands on the apron, "For example, if you ask me this request, I can agree to certain conditions."

Su Zhe looked at Xiang Bei with a distorted expression and tilted his head. With an innocent and lovely expression, he once again felt that "if you want to look good, you have to pay the price." This requires a change of Lin Anna's level face. Shen Qian had already been beaten up and left.

"Then what are you talking about?" Su Zhe asked with a smile.

"If I say a kiss, do you think it's too demanding?" Xiang Bei said naturally.

Su Zhe frowned: "Have you ever kissed a man?"

"No." Xiang Bei quickly replied.

"Then why did you make this request?" Su Zhe was puzzled.

"Should be curiosity?" Xiang Bei thought about it seriously, and said, "You have to admit a premise, we get along pretty well, right?"

Even Su Zhe had to nod at this point.

"So, I'm curious, since I don't hate a guy like this, can I try kissing? Don't you think you are a good test subject? We have a good relationship, and you fully accept kissing a man, these are very Good premise, what do you think?" Xiang Bei said slowly.

Su Zhe was speechless, wanted to open his mouth several times but couldn't speak, he waited for a while for the narration frame, the strange thing is, the narration frame didn't appear at all at this moment.

"Okay." Su Zhe stood up straight and waved, "Come."