Looking at Yang Ming with his exposed eyes thoughtful, Yi Wu Qijun said lightly in his heart: "Yang Ming, in the face of this kind of high technology, how much chance you can win is really exciting."
For a long time, I was angry in my heart, "Master, you must win" Yang Ming is still thinking about what kind of food he should make.
However, thinking about it carefully, Yang Ming recalled the recipes of various places, and the halberd with Alice, who is good at molecular cuisine, can surpass molecular cuisine, probably the Chinese cuisine that embraces all rivers.
Chinese cuisine Yang Ming began to conceive of the plan for the halberd from the moment he first proposed it, and decided on something to do from the very beginning.
However, how to combine the ideas of these dishes seems to be a problem now.
No way, the cuisine of China is too miscellaneous, in addition to the representative eight cuisines, there are also a variety of Chaozhou cuisine, Northeast cuisine, Benbang cuisine, Gan cuisine, Hubei cuisine and other mixed cuisines.
What's more, each of these cuisines is more awesome than the other, and each one is more powerful than the other After all, it is a 5,000-year-old history and culture, and the cuisines are complex and diverse, so if you write down the names of the dishes of each cuisine one by one, you will have to waste a lot of effort.
After Yang Ming came to Yuanyue Academy, he immediately borrowed other people's books on Chinese cuisine in the dormitory to make up for it, and he gained a little bit.
Rolling up his sleeves and slowly arranging his cuffs, Yang Ming thought about several methods while washing his hands, his thinking brows slowly stretched, Yang Ming raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, thinking of a cooking method, yes, just do it.
"Yang Ming, you also have to make egg dishes" Alice suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ming's cooking table, watching curiously as Yang Ming carried the eggs.
Yang Ming, who was carrying eggs, squatted on the ground and counted the eggs with his head down, counting the dishes, when he heard the voice and looked up.
Looking up, he saw a graceful figure blocking the light above him, casting some shadows.
The brightness of the light on the ceiling illuminated the skin of the girl in front of her a few degrees brighter.
"You're so white."
Yang Ming pointed to the ceiling, "It's just an artificially moving light source." ” Alice looked at Yang Ming with round eyes and asked with a smile, "Oh, is this a compliment to Miss Ben's natural beauty?"
"yes."
Yang Ming nodded, and continued to lower his head and count the eggs, "However, isn't it Alice who is really idle and is coming over to chat now." ” "Nani, I'm already done."
Alice smiled proudly, "Now it's time to probe the enemy." ” "Thank you for putting me in the enemy's range."
Yang Ming laid out the eggs one by one.
"No, it's not."
Alice shook one finger, then slowly placed it on her lips and rubbed her lips twice.
"Your strength remains to be seen."
The round tadpole-like eyes narrowed slightly, looked a little serious, and said softly, "Now you are not qualified to be regarded as an enemy by me." ” Yang Ming looked at Alice with some surprise, his face expressionless.
After a while, he chuckled, "Then thank you for putting me in the category of observation objects now."
Pulling the corners of his lips, his smile was indifferent and full of confidence, "After all, not everyone can get into Alice's eyes, can they?"
Alice's squinted eyes suddenly widened and became round, with a classic tadpole-eyed expression, she bent her lips and slapped Yang Ming's shoulder with a smile, "Yang Mingjun really has the qualifications to impress me."
Yang Ming only felt that his shoulders were crisp, and his body was crooked, "Don't be cute." ” "Selling cute" Alice asked with round eyes, puffing out her face and clenching her fists with both hands, "I take the queen's route, not sell cute" "Is the queen of the cute country" Yang Ming asked as he cracked the eggs one by one.
"Eh," Alice seemed to think about it seriously, "Sounds good." ” looked at Yang Ming, who was completely focused on the egg, with one hand propped up on the food, his body slightly tilted, and stepped forward and said to Yang Ming, "I hope Yang Mingjun doesn't let me down." ” "Don't worry."
Yang Ming tilted his face and said to Alice, who was very close to the side, "If you're okay, help me crack these eggs open."
He pointed to the eggs.
Alice opened her mouth in surprise, as if in disbelief, and finally asked, "You let me, help you crack the egg" "yes, it's a lot of work."
Yang Ming kept knocking eggs, "I'll chat with you, you help me knock eggs, help each other." ” "Wrong.
You're not chatting with me.
Alice slowly shook a finger in front of Yang Ming, "It's me who is here to observe you."
Investigation, investigation, understand" "So, I'm going to talk to you for free."
Yang Ming said in a long voice, suddenly remembered a word, squeezed his eyes and asked Alice, "Do you know that there is a noun called escort?"
"Your expression doesn't look good."
"Hmm," he thought for a moment, "it's not like there's anything good or bad, just like the girl in the custom shop, or the man in the cowherd shop." ” "You mean, do you feel like a cowherd now" Alice changed her posture, and slowly walked to the other side of the cooking table as she spoke, looked at Yang Ming face to face, bent down, put her chin on the table with both hands, and looked up at Yang Ming, "I just turned my body sideways, and it really wasn't comfortable after a long time."
He muttered quietly.
Yang Ming lowered his head, and when he was handling the eggs, his eyes could just see Alice lying on the cooking table, "Indeed, there is no need to turn your head this way."
He continued to talk about the Cowherd, "Aren't I just chatting with you now, and I want you to have a good chat, chatting and chatting, ” Alice tilted her head and thought for a long time, "I don't understand what you said in the last sentence."
He tilted his head to the right again, "Cowherds are very gentle, Yang Mingjun's words" "Am I not gentle" Yang Ming soaked the strawberries in salt water to remove pesticides from the surface.
"Yang Mingjun, you and Gentleness really have nothing to do with it."
Alice replied, her eyes staring straight at the strawberry, thoughtful.
Yang Ming stopped the movement in his hand, his voice lowered, his voice was gentle and pleasant, "Do you need me to be gentle and prove it to you?"
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Alice was startled, her eyes shifted from strawberries to Yang Ming, blinking, blinking.
"Hahaha."
Yang Ming broke the gong, "Don't sell cute." ” "This sentence should also be said to Yang Mingjun."
Pointing to the strawberry, Alice guessed, "Yang Mingjun seems to be making dessert":