Li Fengman was unaware of Su Ling's hidden worries, and he was still trying to make the toothbrush perfect.
This is his attitude towards affairs.
Whether it's cooking or anything else, he won't put the "almost", "okay", "okay" and "okay" adjectives on his lips, and he either doesn't do anything, or he has to do it well!
"Yes!"
"Okay!"
"That's it!"
It's a habit, and it's ingrained in the bones.
Even looking for a girlfriend Li Fengman is as always, there is no "almost", and it is never "improvised"!
Therefore, it is by no means unreasonable to be single for thirty years.
It took less than half an hour for the handles of the twenty toothbrushes to be consumed, and Genfu had to go out for another run, this time, he was too lazy to be verbose, and directly ordered a hundred.
Anyway, it's all worthless things, you can buy four for one penny, and a hundred is only twenty-five pennies, since the young master likes it, then let him take it and have a good time!
The new handle arrived, and Li Fengman began the experiment again.
He was busy until dark and the candlelight was shining, and he still hadn't found the best way to value it, but at this moment, there were more than fifty defective toothbrushes piled up on his desk.
Li Fengman selected ten toothbrushes that can still be used in the eyes relatively speaking, and decided to force toothbrushing from tonight, and everyone in the house must develop the habit of brushing their teeth once a day in the morning and evening.
After all, the perfect toothbrush can't be made at one time, and he can take the time to make it again, but if the problem of bad breath is not solved, he may not even have the courage to kiss his children in the future.
"Still brushing?!"
Genfu complained with a bitter face: "Young master, I've brushed it more than a dozen times today, and my mouth is bald, can you rest and start tomorrow?"
” As the target of Li Fengman's experiment, the first pioneer to use a toothbrush to brush his teeth during the Tang Dynasty, Genfu spent almost all this afternoon brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth.
From the bleeding gums at the beginning, to the wear and tear of the mouth skin in the middle, and then to the ease and smoothness at the end, Genfu's experience can be described as extremely rich, directly witnessing the entire development process of toothbrushes from scratch, from shoddy to well-made.
For things like toothbrushes, for brushing his teeth, he has begun to become a little afraid, and some shadows have been imprinted in his heart.
"Good day!"
Li Fengman nodded happily, and then praised Genfu without hesitation, "So I decided, after dinner tonight, I will teach you the second play of the Five Fowl Opera, 'Deer Opera', haven't you always wanted to learn it?"
” Li Fengman has always been very clear about what Genfu wants most, so he has always been able to get Genfu's excitement well.
Now, Gen Fu has been able to control his body freely, and he has initially reached the conditions for practicing deer opera, even if Li Fengman doesn't mention this stubble now, tomorrow, Gen Fu will definitely be unable to help but beg bitterly.
Really.
As soon as Li Fengman's words fell, Genfu jumped up at that time, and the ground shook three times in a row.
"Thank you, young master!"
Genfu's face was full of red light, and he was really excited, and then he swore to Li Fengman: "Isn't it just brushing your teeth, not to mention just some ponytail hair, even if it is a brush made of iron wire, even if it is full of blood every time, I am determined to brush it twice a day, and I will never slack off!"
” The corners of Li Fengman's mouth twitched, and he could speak so iron-blooded and ambitious with a brushing of his teeth, and there was no one else throughout the ages.
However, Li Fengman still attaches great importance to Genfu's passion for martial arts and his desire to become a general.
In a way, Genfu and him are actually the same kind of people, and they are always full of endless passion for the cause they love.
Li Fengman is a cook, and Genfu is a martial artist.
Therefore, if the Five Fowl Opera can really help Genfu grow rapidly, Li Fengman will not be stingy.
It's just that what are the characteristics of the five bird operas, Li Fengman has always been very clear that it will indeed be very helpful to strengthen the body, but it is purely too much to let a person fundamentally change and become a martial arts master.
When Li Fengman packed up his things and was about to cook, he was told by the old rich man who rushed over that the meal was ready.
"It's Miss Ling's own cooking."
The old rich man looked very happy and said with relief: "In the future, with Miss Ling, the master will not have to cook by himself at every meal, Miss Ling's craftsmanship is well-known in Chang'an City, and we will have a good mouth in the future." ” The gentleman is far away from cooking.
This thought is undoubtedly revealed on the face of the old rich man at this moment, in the concept of the old rich man, Li Feng's identity is extremely noble, and he really should not be immersed in the stove all day long, not what a gentleman should do.
I never had the opportunity to persuade before, or after persuasion, I was all turned a deaf ear by Li Feng.
Now, the family has officially settled in a serious beautiful chef, what excuse does Li Feng have to cook again?
"Oh?
Is it even tastier than I did?
” "Poor......
Pretty much.
Old Fugui'er gritted his teeth and said stiffly: "Compared with Miss Ling's cooking skills, the master's cooking skills have their own merits, anyway, the old slave can't eat any different, they are all delicious." ” "That's good!
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” Li Fengman suddenly became interested, and Su Ling's petite and pungent image resurfaced in his mind again, and he didn't see it at all, this little sister-in-law was still a fellow practitioner.
Li Fengman was delighted in his heart, he had long been interested in learning skills with the best chefs of this era, and wanted to weigh the cooking skills of the chefs of this era.
It's just that I haven't had a chance and haven't met a suitable candidate.
Fuchuan is a small place after all, and even the best restaurant Wangjianglou does not have a chef who can mention Li Fengman's interest, so Li Fengman once had a sense of loneliness and loneliness that he was invincible.
And now, his sister-in-law Su Ling appeared just right, since she can be so praised by the old rich and noble, it shows that she must have some real talent, but it is a good opportunity.
Li Fengman walked to the back house with great interest, and before he entered the courtyard gate, he smelled the familiar smell in the air.
The aroma of oil smoke, like a cloud of mist, shrouded the sky over the courtyard.
It's the taste of stir-fry!
Old Fugui'er is really right, this Su Ling is indeed much smarter than the chefs Li Fengman has seen before, at least she has mastered the skills of stir-frying, and is no longer just steaming, boiling, roasting, and frying.
"I'll just say, how could all the chefs in the Tang Dynasty be so filed, it turns out that they have never had the opportunity to meet real masters!"
Li Fengman felt that his blood was already boiling.
He hadn't competed with his peers for a long time, and his kitchen knife was already hungry and thirsty.