"Sister Pei, are you cooking?" Qin Ze stood at the entrance of the kitchen with a sincere smile on his face.
This kitchen could be said to be luxurious, with high-end custom-made cabinets and a full set of stainless steel kitchen utensils. There were six knives placed neatly on the knife rack. There was a built-in oven, a commercial coffee machine, and hardware that ordinary families would not see. Even the floor was bright and shiny.
What a rich man. How much money did he spend?
Nan Man Pei turned her head. Perhaps because Qin Ze did not rashly invade her territory, she squeezed out a gentle smile and said, "You can go outside and wait. It will be ready soon."
She lowered her head and continued to cut the vegetables.
Qin Ze hesitated and chose to break into the Queen's forbidden area. Before coming to the kitchen, he had measured the difficulty of the mission. The mission requirement was to shock four people. Considering the number of people, he only needed to deal with three people.
The difficult part was how to shock four people. The Queen's status was not low, and even a five-star chef was not worthy of her attention. Either there was a problem with her taste, or her requirements were too high. Considering her self-confidence, the former was more likely.
The Queen was cutting the meat. Qin Ze quietly approached and looked at her. Her knife skills were average. The meat was not evenly cut and was not completely cut. On average, two pieces of meat would be a lotus root.
She had a heart that loved cooking, but it lost to talent.
God is indeed fair. I won't blame God or anyone else in the future.
When Pei Nanman heard the footsteps behind her, she turned her head to look. From the slight frown on her face, Qin Ze sensed that this queen, who usually did not show her emotions, was dissatisfied.
"What does Sister Pei like to eat?" Qin Ze asked again.
Nan Man Pei pondered for a moment and said indifferently, "Hunan cuisine."
I'm really curious why a northeasterner likes Hunan cuisine.
While Qin Ze was complaining in his heart, he contacted the System and exchanged for Hunan cuisine. After hearing that Nan Man Pei was even a five-star chef, Qin Ze and the System had a deep discussion. Advanced Cooking Proficiency was indeed not enough to look down on five-star chefs. However, there was something fishy about it. The Advanced Cooking Proficiency was a broad concept. Above the Advanced Cooking Proficiency, there was something called the "Eight Major Cuisines".
If he had to give an example, it would probably be the difference between an unspecialized character and a class change.
Therefore, Nan Man Pei finished cooking a plate of Stir-fried Pork under Qin Ze's covetous gaze. During this process, Qin Ze continued to blabber on and on, saying offensive words.
"The oil isn't fully heated."
"Cooking is too fast. Slow down."
"The timing of the soy sauce cooking wine is a bit off …"
"Obviously, there's too much MSG. It will take over the taste."
"I didn't cut enough chili. I put it in too early. Look, it's all fried."
The Queen's thirty years of experience and self-control were almost not enough, and she went berserk on the spot. After cooking a dish with great difficulty, this guy actually dared to use his hand to pick up a piece of meat and throw it into his mouth. After chewing, his face still had a sad and angry expression. He said, "The meat is too overcooked. There's a mouthful of MSG. I told you that there's too much MSG."
Nan Man Pei's delicate eyebrows twitched. Her fair and round face was dyed with a layer of anger. She said angrily, "Qin Ze, if you don't smooth things over today, I'll find someone to throw you into the Huangpu River."
"Do you still have meat?" Qin Ze didn't answer her and said, "Go away, go away. I'll cook a plate for you."
If it was someone else, especially a man, who dared to behave atrociously in her kitchen, Nan Man Pei would have already stuffed them with a pot lid. However, after being angered by Qin Ze just now, she was calm. If this guy couldn't cook a dish to her satisfaction, he would be thrown into the Huangpu River. Fighting and killing were not popular these days. She would let this guy who touched her bottom line walk in, but it wouldn't be a problem for him to walk out of here lying down.
Nan Man Pei had always prided herself as a little divine chef.
"Don't just stand there. Give me a hand and wash the chili." Qin Ze pulled out a kitchen knife with a perfect curve and didn't forget to instruct Nan Man Pei to do something.
Nan Man Pei almost thought that there was something wrong with her ears. She couldn't believe it. "You want me to help you wash the vegetables?"
"Wash the pot while you're at it. I'll cut the meat."
Nan Man Pei was speechless.
It was better to throw it into the Huangpu River.
"Duh, duh, duh …" The kitchen knife in Qin Ze's hand was like a sword in the hands of an ancient warrior. In the continuous flashes of the knife, the pork was quickly dissected and turned into slices of meat that were almost the same width and thickness.
Nan Man Pei thought to herself, 'This guy's knife skills are good, slightly better than mine.' However, good knife skills did not mean good cooking skills. It was just like how her knife skills were mediocre, but her cooking skills were excellent …
With the thought of "Let's see what kind of tricks this guy can cook up", Nan Man Pei helped someone for the first time in her life. She washed the pot and the chili. She placed them neatly on the dustpan for him.
In the living room, the siblings who quarreled every two days and quarreled every three days pricked up their ears and paid close attention to the movements in the kitchen.
Li Donglai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his master didn't chase after their aunt with a kitchen knife. Pei Ziqi, who had the same expectations and different thoughts, expressed her disappointment.
The siblings' attention was not on a certain anti-Japanese drama. Li Donglai curiously said, "Aunt didn't get angry. My master has some tricks up his sleeve."
Pei Zi Qi replied in disdain, "Of course he's trying to curry favor with little aunt. The dishes she cooks are delicious."
His impeccable aunt's only weakness was her culinary skills. Pei Ziqi had seen many elites from all walks of life. She had the ambition to trick them into investing. She walked into her aunt's study with a proposal and market report and then left with a gloomy face. In fact, all she had to do was to praise her: Your cooking skills are really unparalleled! She could easily pull in hundreds of millions of investments.
Li Donglai proudly said, "Qin Ge said that we have to use our brains when doing things. We can't just rely on brute force. He must be Aunt's assistant. Otherwise, she wouldn't have kept him in the kitchen. "
Pei Ziqi also said in a sad and angry tone, "Qin Ge is always Qin Ge. You, Li Donglai, are almost becoming his henchman."
Li Donglai sneered. "I like it. What's wrong with that? Qin Ge is so awesome. He has good grades and is good at fighting. It's better to follow him than to follow a group of second generations. "
Pei Ziqi rolled her eyes. "You say it as if he is omnipotent. If he has the ability, he can conquer Aunt with his cooking skills."
"Damn, why do men need cooking skills? Aren't you making things difficult for him?"
As he spoke, Li Donglai suddenly sniffed. "What's that smell?"
The tempting smell of food faintly spread to the living room. This was the effect of the powerful range hood. Otherwise, the entire living room would be filled with the smell of food.
Pei Ziqi felt the crazy secretion of gastric juice and secretly swallowed. "It smells so good. Aunt's cooking skills have improved?"
The brother and sister rushed to the kitchen side by side. Li Donglai shouted, "Aunt, I'm so hungry."
Pei Zi Qi flattered her, "Little Aunt, I've already said that you're very talented in cooking."
Then, they saw the scene: The dignified and elegant aunt sat by the coffee table with a plate of fried meat in front of her. She took a bite, then another … And the guy who shamelessly said that he would save Aunt's worldview was standing in front of the pot and skillfully stir-frying. Occasionally, he would throw the food into the air and show off his skills.
What's going on?
Pei Ziqi's mouth was slightly open. The scene in front of her was beyond her scope of understanding. Aunt, who had always regarded the kitchen as her own private property, actually allowed a man to do whatever he wanted in the forbidden area. Looking at her, not only was she not angry, but she was also eating happily?
Damn, who is this Qin Ze? He is too resourceful.
Li Donglai was first surprised, then happy, and then worshiped. Master is indeed Master. He hid his secrets well. In the heart of the eighth-grader, Qin Ze became more and more mysterious.
Nan Man Pei chewed slowly and did not even raise his head. "Go out and wait. There is still a while."
Nan Man Pei was a man of his word in the family. He was very dignified, and the brother and sister did not dare to have any objections.
Pei Ziqi turned around and muttered, "Only the magistrate is allowed to set fire, but not the common people."
Qin Ze teased, "Too loud."
Pei Zi Qi abruptly turned around and glared fiercely at this fellow. She turned around and went back to the living room, her little butt swaying flirtatiously.
Qin Ze cooked four dishes: Fish Head with Double Hot Peppers, Fried Meat, Crab Tofu, and Eggplant with Garlic. He washed and cut the vegetables by himself, so busy that he was sweating profusely. After the last and most troublesome dish, Fish Head with Double Hot Peppers, came out of the pot, he glanced at a certain woman who was eating quickly with her chopsticks and snorted. "If you continue eating, it will all be gone. There are still two children outside waiting to be fed."
Nan Man Pei said softly, "You talk too much!"
Her style was straightforward and domineering. If it was Qin Bao Bao, he would act coquettishly and say, "If you want to eat, then eat." Wang Zijin praised, "It is all because of Azé's great cooking."
This was very good. Every woman should have her own aura.
Why would the face of an internet celebrity be criticized? Nine out of ten internet celebrities had sharp chins and big eyes. They were all the same. This kind of woman was actually the most flashy and had lost her spirituality. It was easy to get aesthetic fatigue.
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