The space of the chef god is snow-white.

The area of ​​more than 200 square meters is divided into left and right sides.

On one side is a Chinese kitchen.

On one side is a Western-style restaurant.

There is a fireplace and oven in the middle, and the kitchen utensils are very complete, and there are great chefs standing in the kitchen and dining room.

"Welcome to the Chef God Space."

“I am a three-star chef Mickey Lin, and I am good at teaching Western meals.”

The handsome and serious western chef spoke.

"I am the imperial chef of the palace and I am good at eight Chinese cuisines."

Introduction to a smiling Chinese master.

"So, executor, which cuisine do you want to learn first? Our suggestion is that you learn Chinese food first, which is more in line with the market and your current positioning."

"We start by cutting vegetables and then cutting carrots. We have to pay attention to the techniques..."

The fat Chinese chef said warmly and had a very kind smile.

Xiao Rao didn't even hold him in the corner of his eyes, and quickly ran to the storage cabinet in the Chinese kitchen, picked it up twice, grabbed seven or eight plastic bags from it, and then, without saying a word, cut out the space.

In the chef's space.

Two chefs, who are well-known in the system space, look at each other in a combination of thousands of dishes.

"What did she take away?"

The Chinese chef asked in a daze.

"Too fast, I didn't see it!"

The serious Western chef answered in a confused manner.

The two chefs were extremely confused.

Xiao Rao came out of the chef god's space. She grabbed the seven or eight plastic bags, and then leaned over and began to pick up the ingredients in the kitchen.

As the saying goes: Three years of severe drought, the chef cannot starve to death. Zhao Daddy is a chef. Even if he is not corrupt, his family has a lot of "hidden goods". In addition to the chickens Xiao Rao brought, his family still has half a fish.

, one pound of pork and several kinds of vegetables.

Xiao Rao tasted it.

She flew into the God's Chef's space again.

The two confused chefs were happy and said excitedly: "Executor, you are back!"

However, Xiao Rao ignored them at all, rushed into the Chinese kitchen, glanced at her eyes, and determined her target. She stepped forward and picked up the pressure cooker sitting on the stove.

Flashed out of the chef god space.

Western chef:...

Chinese chef:...

?????

“Are we… robbed?”

The two spoke at the same time.

His face was confused.

Xiao Rao rushed out of the chef's space and began to cook formally.

She picked up the Zhao family's kitchen knife, cut a few potatoes skillfully, chopped the chicken and washed vegetables. Although she was a little unfamiliar, she had a memory of her original body and couldn't make it.

She made very simple home-cooked dishes.

Braised lion's head.

Rooster stewed potatoes.

Sweet and sour carp.

Boiled cabbage and an egg soup.

She brought the dishes out and Zhang Yingzi put them on the table.

Chef Zhao invited Ye Yunchuan to the top, and the four of them faced the table of dishes.

"Ouch!"

It's in vain.

So much meat, and chicken.

Chef Zhao was hanging his arms, his face was silent, and he felt very distressed inside.

It’s not that he felt sorry for his stepdaughter to eat his good food, but that the dishes are all about color, fragrance and taste. The dishes in front of him are not very good just because of their appearance.

The fish are broken.

The lion's head's knife skills are average, and the flesh is too big.

The cabbage was stewed with clear soup and water, and the eggs were not beaten with flowers. The chicken nuggets and potatoes were big, the small ones were small, and there was no pattern at all.

It's both meat and fish.

It's up to him to do it.

If this is not delicious, wouldn’t it be in vain?

Chef Zhao is very sad.

Ye Yunchuan's expression is also complicated. His tongue is very tricky, but he is still physiological. The food is not delicious, so he really can't eat it, and it's even too unpalatable, such as black walnuts, unknown wild vegetable soup, etc., which are difficult to swallow.

He will spit it out.

Of course, the things Xiao Rao did not have to that level, but it is definitely not much better than the appearance, which is the home-based level, and it may be worse.

According to his usual habits.

Ye Yunchuan will not be wronged.

The food was not delicious, so he would rather drink white porridge than try it, but...

"Brother Ye, don't be polite, eat quickly."

Xiao Rao smiled and welcomed him warmly.

In the kitchen, she was burning fire and cooking for a long time. Her cheeks were rosy and there was still some steam between her eyebrows, which made her look very gentle.

Her voice is also very nice.

Her naturally bright red lips curled up, and her fox eyes, which were called "restless" by Mr. Cai, bent slightly. She picked up the cabbage with public chopsticks and put it in Ye Yunchuan's bowl.

"Come on, try my sister's skills!"

She urged.

Chef Zhao knew Dr. Ye’s habits, and was absolutely scheming. He was afraid that he would refuse, so he made his stepdaughter look ugly. He quickly spoke up and wanted to interrupt him, but the result...

Ye Yunchuan moves quickly without his mouth.

He saw Dr. Ye, who was very stingy and narrow-stomached, and had a little cleanliness and was particularly difficult to serve. He smiled shyly, and his little face was a little red and picked up the cabbage and put it directly into his mouth.

The dish made by my stepdaughter is so clear that it tastes average.

Dr. Ye must not spray it?

Chef Zhao was anxious and was about to reach out to protect the meat and vegetables on the table.

Who can still eat him if he sprays?

Who knew that the picture he imagined did not appear at all.

Ye Yunchuan's cabbage was in his mouth, and his expression was stunned, "This is delicious!"

He was ready to praise even if he was unpalatable, but the result was...

"You try the soup again."

Xiao Rao chuckled and poured him a bowl of soup.

Ye Yunchuan drank it directly, "So fresh."

His eyebrows and eyes bent, and he went to pick up braised pork and fish, "It's delicious, both delicious. The meat is stewed so badly. It's different from what Master Zhao made, but it tastes better."

"Sister is so good at cooking. You are better than blue than blue."

He gave a thumbs up and praised him fiercely.

Chef Zhao was stunned.

"Ah? Is it? My eldest daughter has this ability?" Zhang Yingzi was surprised. He quickly picked up a few chopsticks and tasted them. He patted her husband on the shoulder, "Old Zhao, you're over, let our daughter compete.

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To be continued...