"You guys, can't you believe in Lingling?"

Zhang's mother smiled and shook her head slightly as she said that she laughed, obviously thinking about the "big incident" caused by Zhang Ling to cook.

Zhang Yang looked lingering in fear, "Mom, you don't know the painful lessons of Lingling, the girl who cooked in the past."

Zhao Mu walked into the kitchen and happened to see Zhang Ling rushing to catch fish in the fish tank, with a lot of water splashing on his face.

Seeing Zhao Mu walk into the kitchen, Zhang Ling shouted as if rescued, "Zhao Mu, come and help, this bass is too cunning to catch it."

He shook his head with a smile, walked over and reached out to snatch it into the water. A bass worth more than three pounds was lifted up with its cheeks. The water droplets from its tail caused Zhang Ling to scream a few times.

"Hmph, you're cunning. You're still going to wait for you to be killed and cook and serve it on the pot." Zhang Ling glared at the fish in Zhao Mu's hand, looking relieved.

Seeing Zhang Ling being angry with a fish, Zhao Mu smiled. This girl is really

"Have you pressed the rice?"

"I've pressed it, I'm afraid I won't have enough food, so I deliberately added some more rice." Zhang Ling said confidently.

Open the lid of the pot, Zhao Mu was speechless. The pot of rice was almost full. How much rice was prepared to cook

The water in the pot has just submerged the rice, and it would be strange if you cook so many rice without being chopped.

"This is the rice you cooked." Zhao Mu looked at Zhang Ling helplessly.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with this? I think you cooked this way before." Looking at Zhao Mu's eyes, Zhang Ling said with some confidence.

He shook his head and poured out the rice in the pot and cooked again. As expected, he couldn't believe this girl too much in cooking, otherwise everyone would be ready to go hungry at noon.

Looking at Zhao Mu's actions, Zhang Ling smiled and stuck out her tongue slightly, knowing that she must have messed up.

After pressing the rice, Zhao Mu started cooking, hoping that Zhang Ling, the girl, would have basically no chance to cook.

The perch that was still jumping around on the chopping board was slapped by Zhao Mu with the back of the knife. With Zhang Ling's scream, he was beaten to death and stopped struggling.

The ingredients were placed on the chopping board, and the kitchen knife in Zhao Mu's hand danced into a series of sword flowers. The ingredients quickly turned into perfect shapes under Zhao Mu's hands.

"Wow, wow, so fast, so beautiful."

Zhang Ling, who was wearing a girlish apron around her waist, looked quite decent, but unfortunately, she was next to Zhao Mu at this moment, watching Zhao Mu's fast-cut kitchen knife and the perfect shape of the ingredients under the kitchen knife.

Zhao Mu was one of the most handsome looks in Zhang Ling's eyes when cooking.

Because Zhang Ling knew that as long as Zhao Mu started cooking, he would immediately enjoy the delicious food that he would never get tired of.

Zhang Ling is very glad that he is not easy to gain weight, otherwise he would have long known how fat he would have been raised by the delicious food of Zhao Mu.

Suddenly remembering the Haikou he boasted in front of his parents, Zhang Ling hurriedly said to Zhao Mu, "Zhao Mu, I'll help you."

Zhao Mu kept holding the kitchen knife and quickly refused, "Don't, I can handle it, just watch it."

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Lingle was like this, and after hearing Zhao Mu's words, he did not move anymore, and his eyes shone on Zhao Mu's movements.

Set the pot, light the fire and put oil in the pot. Zhao Mu cooked the vegetables while cutting them, and started to move them together without any delay. The movement was like flowing water, extremely smooth.

In less than half an hour, an attractive fragrance came out in the kitchen, causing Zhang Ling, the little greedy cat, to keep twitching his nose, almost drooling.

"Um"

As soon as a dish was released, Zhang Ling, the little greedy cat, couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks. He moaned, narrowed his eyes and looked extremely enjoyable.

"Okay, the meal is ready, everyone is ready to start the meal, and of course I have a skill."

Zhang Ling, dressed in a cook, walked out of the kitchen with a dish. Her look of smug look, would have been deceived by her if she didn't know.

Zhao Mu followed the kitchen with the vegetables, and listened to Zhang Ling's boasting about his contributions without interrupting him.

Compared to Zhang Ling, who is well equipped with a decent piece of equipment, Zhao Mu, who is dry and has no water drops on his body, does not look like a chef who has just been busy for a long time.

"Oh, it's rich enough, you did it all."

"Yes, it's not bad." Zhang Ling said with a proud look on his face and said without shyness, "Look at how my craftsmanship is."

The dishes were served one by one, and there were about ten dishes in total, each with its own characteristics and looked very eye-catching.

"Oh, it looks really good. Songjiang sea bass, white chop chicken, empty chicken diced rice, Mapo tofu, and fish-flavored shredded pork are all famous dishes from several cuisines." A little surprise flashed in Zhang's father's eyes.

"Yeah, right? Let's try my skills."

"Yeah, try it, yeah, the fish-flavored shredded meat is really good. Without good knife skills, you can't cut this perfect shape."

"Yeah, it's really good. This craft is comparable to that of a chef in a five-star hotel. Don't look at it, try it all, it's really good."

"Yes, try it. These dishes look very good at first sight, they must be very good." Everyone else moved their chopsticks one after another.

"Yeah, it's really good, delicious."

"Yes, it's really good, sister, when did you learn such a good cooking skills?"

"Hmph, don't look at who I am, your sister. As long as I want to learn, what can I not learn?"

Looking at Zhang Ling's smug look, Zhao Mu looked at her with a smile.

Under Zhao Mu's smile, Zhang Ling blinked slightly at Zhao Mu, and the smile on his face was very bright.

"Huh, I'm so full of food, let me lie down and rest." Zhang Yang touched his round belly and looked satisfied.

"Lingling, your skills are really good." Zhang's father praised Zhang Ling with a smile, but before speaking, he glanced at Zhao Mu who had been smiling but not talking.

"Lingling, you girl, have such good skills. Why didn't we enjoy it at home before? I haven't eaten so well for a long time."

Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Ling slightly elongated and said, "Mom, haven't I just learned cooking skills for a while? Isn't it just right for you to try my skills?"

Seeing Zhang Ling saying this without blinking, Zhao Mu's mouth twitched, "I just learned how to cook, haha."

"Thank you for your hard work, Zhao Mu." Zhang's father suddenly said something inexplicable to Zhao Mu.

Looking at the clear expression in Zhang's father's eyes, Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Where, this is what I should do."

Looking at the admiring look in Zhang Ling's eyes when his parents occasionally looked at him, Zhao Mu felt a little excited. It seemed that Zhang's father and mother both understood people. No matter what the process was, the important thing was to achieve the goal they wanted, right?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!