The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

For a moment, Qi Wushen felt that Master was seducing him.

But the nature of salted fish, who has always been eating and waiting to die, told him not to guess what Master is thinking.

So he withdrew his thoughts and turned his attention back to the potato in front of him.

"Master, just cut in this direction, don't use too much force, just do it slowly." Qi Wushen guided carefully, for fear that the remaining half of the chopping board would repeat the same mistakes.

"okay, I get it."

Snapped--

With a knife, the potato cubes turned into potato sticks, still trapezoidal.

Qi Wushen: "..."

"Actually, it can be finer... Forget it, master, let's continue." Qi Wushen's expression was extremely calm, the potato sticks were edible anyway, and he was afraid that the master would smash the chopping board with another knife.

"Well, okay, go ahead."

Zong Wu lowered his eyes, relieved his hand a little, and let the little apprentice hold his hand and cut it off one by one.

In the first few stabs, both of them were a little nervous, and they didn't cooperate well.

Then, as he became more proficient, the cut potato strips gradually developed in the direction of potato shreds.

A smile rose from the corner of the young man's mouth, and he recalled in his mind the time when the master occasionally pointed out his mind. At that time, he was the one who was learning, and the master was the one who taught, but now they have changed positions.He is respected by the teacher. To some extent, is this also a kind of feedback?

"Yes, Master, now soak the shredded potatoes... and potato strips in water and wash them, then heat the oil in the pan."

"it is good."

After Qi Wushen cooked the meal, he went out to fetch water. When he came back, Zong Wu had already lit the firewood and was pouring oil into the pot.

"Yes, just put a little bit of oil in it." The young man smiled, the master is really smart, and he can do everything with style.

wow-

Go down with half a bowl of oil.

Qi Wushen: "..."

Is there any difference in their understanding of "less"?

"Okay..." Qi Wushen held his forehead, fished the washed potatoes out of the water and filtered out the residual water.

"Master, stay away, and be careful of oil splashing on you."

"Okay." Zong Wu nodded and took half a step away.

"..."

Qi Wushen threw the sliced ​​potato sticks into the hot oil and fried them for a while. When the surface of the potato sticks was golden in color, he took them out of the pan and poured most of the hot oil back into the bowl.

"Why not together?" Zong Wu pointed to the other shredded potatoes in the basin with a puzzled expression.

"Chicken said... Two dishes and one meal has a sense of ritual." Qi Wushen began to make up nonsense.

The actual situation is that he wanted to make fried potato shreds, but he poured too much oil, and the trapezoidal potato strips cut out by the master at the beginning were fried together with the potato shreds, which would definitely be heated unevenly, and the final result would definitely be good It has been fried to pieces, and some are not yet cooked.

"Oh." Zong Wu nodded, as if he understood.

"I'll do the rest." He pointed to the remaining thinner potato shreds and the remaining oil in the pot.

Qi Wushen was a little entangled, he didn't dare to give the pile of things to the master to fry, after all... the remaining shredded potatoes accounted for the main part, if the frying was broken, it would directly affect whether the meal would be full.

"Master, I'll take you to fry." The young man thought about it.

Zong Wu asked: "How to bring it?"

He saw that Qi Wushen's movement of holding the pot was quite big just now, and the corners of his clothes were slightly turned up. He really couldn't imagine how the two of them were cooking together.

"I put my arms around you, just like when I was chopping vegetables."

"Okay." Zong Wu lowered his eyes slightly.

Standing behind Zong Wu, Qi Wushen put his hands on the slender and fair arms of the master. It takes more force to place a pot than to chop vegetables. Just in case, Qi Wushen hugged him tightly.

His chest was pressed against Zong Wu's back, and he could even feel the slight pain from Master's hip bone.

"It's started, Master, pour the vegetables in."

"it is good."

The hot oil is smoking slightly, put the onion and garlic into the pan, and serve with the green and red peppers prepared in advance. After the potatoes are burnt, put the shredded potatoes into the hot oil, sizzling, fry quickly on high heat, turn over with a big spoon, add salt and soy sauce, until Stir-fried, a crisp and delicious dish is ready.

"Master, it's done." Qi Wushen immediately let go of Zong Wu, panting suddenly, he was too close just now, he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe.

"Cough, cough—" Zong Wu coughed again and again, but he didn't know whether he was choked by the oily smoke or the spicy smell.

"Master, are you alright?" the little apprentice asked with concern.

"I feel like vomiting..." Zong Wu whispered while rubbing his stomach.

Qi Wushen was slightly stunned, and some books he had read suddenly reflected in his mind.

——In the first trimester, you will lose your appetite, hate greasy food, and get nauseous easily.

Master also had morning sickness a few times before, and now it looks the same as the previous times, but the degree seems to be more serious, Master's face turned pale, and the nausea made him tremble slightly.

"Master, do you eat sour food?" He thought of this situation before, and specially prepared some dried apricots, plums and so on.

Zong Wu shook his head: "No, you... hug me for a while."

Qi Wushen: "..."

He didn't understand why Master could say this so calmly, and he didn't understand why hugging could solve the problem of morning sickness.

The weird thought just now came to mind again.

...Master, Master is seducing him?

No, no, no, it's impossible, he doesn't believe it.

"Then... Master, I'll go there."

In terms of being an apprentice, Qi Wushen has no other advantages, obedience is one of them.

He opened his arms around Zong Wu's side, his movements were a little stiff, unlike hugging from behind just now, the two of them were close to each other's chests, and Zong Wu even wrapped his arms around the little apprentice just as he was being sent into the other's arms , and put his head on Qi Wushen's shoulder.

"Master... are you feeling better?" Qi Wushen didn't dare to move, he didn't even know where to put his hands, he just felt a little embarrassed.

"No." Zong Wu buried his head deeper, and wrapped his hands around his waist tighter.

This action is like snuggling lovers.

Qi Wushen tried his best to relax himself, but in fact, rather than embarrassment, what made him feel more embarrassed was that he was afraid.

——He was afraid that he would react inappropriately like before, and offend the master.

If it was in the past and let him be in the same room as the master, he might not have any thoughts.

Because the master is always high in his eyes and cannot be desecrated.

However, it is different now.

Since Shizun was pregnant with a child, he began to slowly discover another side of Shizun.

That is another kind of "attraction", which is related to "sex".

He tried his best not to have thoughts that should not appear in his mind, trying to bring his thoughts about Master back to the original, even if he was in the same room, he would not think crookedly and firmly.

But some thoughts are like weeds under the pressure of stones, the more they are pressed, the faster they grow, and the more vigorous they are.

Qi Wushen faintly felt a tingling somewhere under the arm of his left hand, and countless evil thoughts began to arise.

——Possess him, tarnish and defile him, let the master become his own person.

What the child's father can do, so can he.

The master only has him as an apprentice, and there are countless immortals who have taught in the Jiuchongtian, but Qi Wushen has only been called Master Zongwu.

Whether it is love, family affection or teacher-student relationship, there is no room for others between him and his master.

He and Shizun should be a couple, they only have each other, they depend on each other like vines.

——The father of that child is the "little three" who appeared halfway.

If something happens between him and Master, it is definitely not a "wrong thing", it is absolutely logical, it is absolutely natural.

At this moment--

"Hey, Qi Wushen, is your meal ready? We're all starving to death!"

Qi Wushen only felt that the voice dragged him out of the deep sea, his whole body seemed to breathe air again after drowning, and he had a new life again.

"Quick, it's going to be fine soon." Qi Wushen took a big mouthful of fresh air.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps was getting closer, and Ji Sheng and Xiao Zhu appeared in sight.

The moment they looked at each other, a "Fuck" burst out.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, we didn't see anything." The two fled quickly as if they were flying.

Qi Wushen stood there in a daze, and it took him a while to realize why those two people were screaming.

"Master..." His voice was muffled, as if he hadn't fully recovered from the turbulent emotions just now.

"Hmm." Zong Wu finally let go of him, his expression as if nothing had happened, and he regained his composure.

"Go ahead." Master said.

-

After half a cup of tea, the food was served.

——The eating room was also cleaned up by several people in these few days because they thought they couldn't squat outside the kitchen all the time.

Before, there were only three people at the table, and there were only three chairs, but today Zong Wu also came, Qi Wushen hurriedly asked the master to sit in his place, and got up to find the chairs.

Zong Wu, Xiao Zhu, and Ji Sheng were facing a table of food. Although the two were very hungry, they didn't dare to move their chopsticks at all, and they didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Ji Sheng just felt like he was going crazy. What did he see just now?Zunjun hugged his good brother together, and Zunjun put his head on Qi Wushen's shoulder?

In Jiuchongtian, although it is quite free, as long as it does not offend Xiantiao, who is with whom, who is like this with whom, is a trivial matter, at most it is just a matter of talking about relationship after work.

It's not a big deal for the apprentice and master to spread friendship, but, but...

The object is their sovereign.

Not to mention that Zunjun is cold and unapproachable, just looking at the fact that he is still pregnant with a child who is said to be a "demon fetus"...he feels...it seems inappropriate.

But no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, he has no room to comment, he just hates himself for not seeing those things just now.

"Hey, why is no one moving chopsticks?" Qi Wushen moved back to the chair and sat in the vacant seat, but saw Ji Sheng winking at him.

"What's going on, what's going on?" The friend lowered his voice and tugged on his sleeve desperately.

Qi Wushen: "..."

"It's nothing wrong, it's just... Master cut the shredded potatoes into potato sticks. I thought it might not be good to fry, so I fried them in oil."

As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks.

The trapezoidal potato chips are slightly crispy on the outside, but soft and tender on the inside. Some salt grains are sprinkled on the top to add some texture, which is a taste that has never been tasted before.

"Master, it's delicious." Qi Wushen smiled at Zong Wu.

— No matter what, cooking for the first time should always be rewarded.

Zong Wu didn't say a word, and silently picked up a few chopsticks and put them in the little apprentice's bowl.

Chopsticks just added: "It is you who taught well."

Looking at the scene in front of him, like a loving couple, Ji Sheng's head got bigger.

They just didn't see each other at noon, what happened?