The next day, Ling Huan politely requisitioned the kitchen for an hour before lunch.

009 unfolded the recipe for him in consciousness, and encouraged him tirelessly.

[Drop key item: The right hand of God of Cooking, the host does not need to worry about the dish not delicious enough. 】

Ling Huan felt a little horrified, touched his pocket, and found nothing more.

"Where are the props?"

He looked at the recipe roughly and felt that the problem was not big. Before he came over through the book, he had been living alone. Although he was not very good at cooking, the finished product was still appreciable.

Yesterday, I had dinner with the Raels family. He found that the high-level chef who had been blown up before, seemed to be inferior to him in craftsmanship. The dishes smelled good, but they didn't taste much, and they were a bit stuffy.

This time there is an item bonus, and his task should be completed faster.

[This time the props are similar to talent skills. The host will automatically adjust the props when cooking. It is superb when cutting vegetables, and it is extremely accurate when putting the seasonings. The heat control is not bad. If the host wants to carve a carrot flower for decoration at the end, it is still Can be carved vividly. 】

Ling Huan: "..."

He tilted his head and glanced at his spine slightly arched, squeezed his head on the kitchen marble countertop and kept rubbing it, then asked, "Do you eat carrots?"

The curled up little hedgehog groaned.

"Don't eat! That's ugly!"

The back of Ling Huan's hand was licked by the warm thing. He saw Cheng Cheng finish licking the back of his hand, so he immediately seized the time to lick his thorns, and then licked him again.

He couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Cheng stood up and walked back and forth on the table with a pleasant voice, "My thorn will remember your taste, so that next time you touch me, it will be a soft thorn and won't pierce your hands." Yesterday Ma Ma let me go to bed too early, I forgot to lick you!"

Ling Huan smiled and said okay, and put the soft hedgehog on the side, fearing that the smell would irritate him when he cut the onion and ginger, and a slight hum of the robot came from behind him.

A bright green hint jumped out from the pure white ring-shaped light brain on the right wrist.

—The thawing has been completed.

He looked at the Xingwang mall last night and found that there were no shrimps for sale. They were all whole frozen prawns, and the price was ridiculously expensive. The monthly sales were in the single digits, and they looked deserted.

The hottest sellers are the various types of nutrient solutions at the bottom of the mall. New comments are being refreshed every second.

—The crayfish just on the market tastes very good. I bought a bottle of garlic. Although it is a bit expensive, it is worth it. I have been to aristocratic parties before. The finished garlic crayfish tastes hard to describe in one word. It is still a good nutrient solution, which is cheap and cost-effective and delicious.

—I just bought the mango flavor. I am saving money to buy the strawberry flavor. I hope I won’t run out of stock next time when I have money. [Tears]

—While watching the live broadcast of food and eating the nutrient solution, after opening the sympathy, I felt as if I had eaten it for real. I bought 50 bottles of ordinary flavor this time, and the conscience store gave me a bottle of roast chicken flavor, which was incoherent. Five-star praise is given.

Ling Huan curiously flipped through the posts related to food on Fanxing.com and combined with the previous sumptuous dinner, he discovered that the empire can only be eaten by the rich and regarded it as a kind of enjoyment, and ordinary people can only rely on it. The nutrient solution is overlived.

It seems that most of the cuisines sought after by the entire empire are simply cooked ingredients.

It seems that they don't know how to cook.

Ling Huan read the columns of two very popular food bloggers, and found that they all put on the top of the link to the live broadcast room. One of the bloggers was a big v account specializing in alpha cub meal. He went to the live broadcast room to go around. Circle, because it’s too late to broadcast live, so I just follow it, and I’m going to watch it tonight and learn by the way.

Didi's electronic prompt sounded in her ears, interrupting Ling Huan's thinking.

The half-human silver robot slid steadily to Ling Huan's side. The robotic arm opened its storage compartment, took out a plate of shrimps from it, raised it high, and handed it to Ling Huan's hand for him to take.

Ling Huan touched the head of the robot, which only has a black display. "It's very punctual, thanks for your hard work."

After understanding the compliment, the display screen jumped off, and an electronic expression was lit to Ling Huan.

^_^

Both the light brain and the living robot were sent by Mrs. Raels yesterday.

He flipped through the contacts of his brain and found that it was empty inside. Mrs. Raels explained that this was a newly bought optical brain. The last one was crushed in a serious car accident. Some contacts and chat records may have been lost, but it is not important.

Because of his beta status, he was a bit withdrawn when he was in school and didn't have any good friends. He also comforted him that the doctor said that he had only a short memory loss, and he believed that he would be able to find his memory soon.

Ling Huan was slapped on the shoulder. He turned his head and glanced at the worried expression of the chef wearing the top hat, "Master Ling, or I will come. This shrimp is not as good as it looks on the Internet. It's easy to make, I have to go to the shrimp thread before eating..."

The chef sighed.

You can only know the secrets when you go to the shrimp line or their professional chefs for training. Such a spoiled young master is probably just a whim. If you look at the live broadcast on the star network and feel it is simple, then you will want to cook with enthusiasm.

It is likely to make a mess in the end.

Before Ling Huan spoke, Cheng Cheng walked over with his head popped up, stretched out his paw and pushed the chef, and looked up expectantly.

"Brother will do it!"

Although he had never seen Ling Huan cooking, but before Ling Huan was able to fly over the wall, he had already planted the seeds of worship in his heart.

Ling Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his hand holding the knife, and picked up a shrimp that had its head removed. He quickly removed the shell with his hands and feet, completely falling off without breaking the shrimp meat.

The sharp blade slashed on the back, grasping the position of the shrimp tail, and gently pulling it to pull the shrimp string out continuously, and put it on the paper napkin prepared aside.

Ling Huan's tone was flat, "Is that right?"

The series of actions made the chef half-open his mouth, some of them speechless.

He couldn't believe he rubbed his eyes and swallowed, "Yes, that's it."

The beautiful movements are almost like a textbook.

Even with the knife in his hand, he would never be as perfect as Ling Huan.

The chef stepped back and gave the kitchen to Ling Huan. The worries he had just now no longer existed. He looked at Ling Huan's movements, but his eyes became focused.

After all the ingredients were cleaned up, the pan was heated and the oil was heated, Ling Huan suddenly heard the prompt sound of Guangnao.

Not only his, but the chef's optical brain also sounded a notification at the same time.

The tough notice jumped out directly.

—Citizens of District 1, please be aware that there has been a serious accident on Kaos Avenue and three main lines have been blocked. Citizens are requested to pay attention to the light-brain navigation reminder when traveling and choose a suitable alternative route.

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[Chef: Master, if you don't know how to do it, just give it to me.

Chef: Master, can you teach me! 】

Tomorrow to be punctual_(:_」∠)_The land will be a cat leopard~ but Lingling will treat him as a cat at first