I'm really not a scumbag

Gu Pengfei rubbed his hands, excited, his face flushed with excitement.

"Can I? Can I really?"

"You can, Brother Gu, believe in yourself!"

Although Lin Fang was encouraging Gu Pengfei, he actually couldn't understand Gu Pengfei's excitement.

He persuaded Gu Pengfei to drop the money, which was even more joking, but he didn't expect Gu Pengfei to take it seriously.

Anyway, the money is already going to be spent. Change to a young and beautiful tea lady, isn't she fragrant?

If you don't understand, you don't understand, this does not prevent Lin Fang from supporting Gu Pengfei.

For example, now, seeing that there are ingredients on the cutting board that need to be processed, Lin Fang walked over and tried to shred the beef and the chicken into pieces.

Lin Fang was not willing to do such trivial housework in the past. It was not because he wanted to be lazy subjectively, but because he didn't have this talent objectively.

Others cut potato shreds, holding a knife in one hand, and potatoes in the other. They can cut as thin as silk threads without hurting their hands. What he cuts is not so much shredded potatoes as it is a bunch of irregular potato strips.

Different in size, uneven length, and thickness, it is simply a spectacle.

Lin Fang is now giving Gu Pengfei a helping hand, and he is ready to be disliked.

Surprisingly, the kitchen knife felt very smooth when held in Lin Fang’s hand, as if the knife was an extension of his own fingers, without any obstruction. Lin Fang could even clearly feel the texture of the beef, following the texture. Going down, slice first, then shred, as simple as using fingers.

Do something that has never been done before, and it is surprisingly better than a professional.

After Lin Fang finished processing all the ingredients on the chopping board and packed them separately, he still felt uncomfortable. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Gu, is there anything else to deal with?"

"Huh? What..."

Gu Pengfei woke up like a dream. He stared at Lin Fang as if looking at a monster. After a while, he cleared up his mood and said with a complicated expression: "My brother, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good! "

Lin Fang hurriedly denied, and shook his head repeatedly: "Brother Gu, you misunderstood me. I can only eat but can't do it. The knife is good because of my good health, fast nerve response, good eyes and steady hands. If you exercise a lot, you will be better at knife skills than me. I really don’t know anything about cooking!"

Gu Pengfei smiled awkwardly and politely, and said: "Don't comfort me, if you really don't, you won't teach me how to mix preserved eggs just now. I know in my heart that I am a person who is hardworking. One point, I really don’t have any talent in cooking. I don’t think I can cook a lot of dishes, it’s a waste of countless materials and smashed out!"

Brother Gu, I really can't!

What I said were all the things I heard when Mr. Peng was scolding his apprentice in the cafeteria of the law firm.

Lin Fang felt very helpless. He had only cooked one dish in his two lifetimes: instant noodles in boiling water.

It sounds like it is very similar to the famous Sichuan cuisine boiled cabbage, but there is a huge difference in the middle.

It's just that Lin Fang looked at Gu Pengfei's eyes, and finally gave up the explanation.

He felt that the way Gu Pengfei looked at his eyes now was the same as when he looked at Father Peng.

How to explain this?Can't explain it at all!

"Okay, okay, I know how to cook, my culinary skills are very good, I am the'Chinese Little Master', the'Food Hunter', and the'Spirit of Eater's Halberd', right?

"Just admit it, it doesn't matter what it is, hehe..."

Gu Pengfei smiled triumphantly, and put the spatula in Lin put his hand directly, and said: "It's all up to you next, I have to figure out how to use money to smash your sister-in-law to the ground!"

After handing in the kitchenware, Gu Pengfei didn't go out, so he hummed and paced in the kitchen, thinking attentively about his plan of "My wife's strategy: I use money to let her open my heart for me".

Lin let go, holding the spatula, really dumbfounded.

Isn't this embarrassing?

How about... Try online help?

Lin Fang took out his mobile phone and looked at his list of qian friends (nv) friends (you). First, he excluded Xia Xuejian, who is good at French cuisine, and Baizhi, who can cook Russian cuisine.

The prepared ingredients on the table are all prepared for serious Chinese food. Those who can cook eight major cuisines and even home-cooked dishes can ask for help, except those who can only cook exotic dishes. No way.

How about... try mass mailing?

Will this be too scumbag?

I heard that group texting is a common skill for scumbags to raise fish, so it’s not good...

"Brother, why haven't you done it yet? Quickly stir fry! This time the pot meat is almost done, you put the lotus white (cabbage) in, and you can get it out with just two taps!"

Lin Fang was so urged by Gu Pengfei that he couldn't manage that much, so he edited a short message and sent it to a group.

"The twice-cooked pork is fried like this, is there any help?"

No wonder Lin Fang disliked Gu Pengfei for making half of the twice-cooked pork. The twice-cooked pork is a masterpiece of Sichuan cuisine. Not to mention the craftsmanship of Mr. Peng, even a small roadside stir-fry shop could not make it like this.

Twice-cooked pork pays attention to a bright color, salty and delicious. The best side dish is the pesto sprouts at the turn of summer and autumn. Secondly, use green pepper and lotus white (cabbage) again. Just look at the light color of the twice-cooked pork in the pot, which Gu Pengfei prepared. The ingredients are another dish of lotus white, so you know how indifferent his cooking skills are.

At this moment, the phone dinged, and Lin Fang knew that he had replied to his group text message.

He was not in a hurry to save the twice-cooked pork in the pot, anyway, it was already like this, so he poured the lotus in and fry a few times directly out of the pot.

I am only responsible for frying, the pot is still Gu Pengfei, no one wants to grab it!

"Wow, baby, do you still cook? Want to eat! Want you to feed me with your mouth!"

"It's no help, throw it away. Honey, how can you cook by yourself? Give me the address, and I will order you a takeaway. It hurts me to see you eat something like this! Without me by your side, You can't take care of yourself at all!"

"My husband, you are doing very well. Your cooking skills are the best. Believe in yourself, and the cooking is over! Would you like to eat those dishes on someone else? You know, they are super soft !"

"Baby you finally returned to my WeChat, miss you! I can cook, the cooking is great, send me a position, I will help you clean up the mess right away, compare your heart! ღ(´·ᴗ·`) Than heart!"

After reading these short messages, Lin Fang fell into a long silence.

These women are really too much!

I just want to ask for help online, how can I make a good Chinese meal, but you all greet my body one by one and fall!

Forget it, it's better to ask for yourself...

I have to think about it, how does old man Peng scold his apprentice...

Lin Fang recalled it carefully, and roughly knew what he knew, he took out the cooked pork from the pot, opened a pot next to it that looked like oil, and then smelled the scent, nodded slightly, feeling quite satisfied .

The jar is filled with semi-solidified yellow oil, which will appear in this color. Obviously, it is a mixed cooked oil obtained by boiling pig suet with vegetable oil.

Lin Fang remembered that once Mr. Peng scolded his apprentice, he scolded him for cooking vegetables in a cold pan.

The biggest problem with cold pot cooking oil is that when the oil temperature rises, a lot of oil fume will appear. When choking vegetables, it will greatly interfere with the original taste and make the vegetables full of unpleasant fume smell.

The hot pot and cooked oil use a mixture of vegetable oil and lard, which makes it easy to create the unique flavor of Sichuan cuisine.

The spatula didn’t go well, Lin put the spoon in his hand, and briefly rinsed the wok. After wiping it out, he heated the wok and scooped a spoonful of mixed oil into it. Feeling that the oil was about the same temperature, he put a spoonful of dried tempeh When he went down to fry the fragrance, he turned to low heat. Taking advantage of the time between the frying ingredients, he quickly cleared out a handful of garlic sprouts and cut them into small pieces.

Turn the heat to the high heat and throw the garlic sprouts, stir fry for a little bit, and stir-fry half of the twice-cooked pork with Gu Pengfei, and then order some old-fashioned colors and fresh extracts.

boom!

"(╯▽╰) It smells so good~~ah!"

The scent of the twice-cooked pork was too tempting, and it directly attracted Gu Pengfei’s full attention. He could not think about how to use money to train his wife reasonably, and stared at Lin Fang’s wok unblinkingly. Drooling.

"Brother, your cooking is better than mine!"

What a ghost!

I am catching the ducks on the shelves, OK?

Lin Fangbai glanced at Gu Pengfei, turned off the heat and started the pot, and served the cooked twice-cooked pork on a plate.

"I'll taste it first!"

Gu Pengfei decisively took out a pair of chopsticks and grabbed it immediately, ready to try Lin Fang's craft.

I want you to taste it!

The beauty of thinking!

Lin Fang crossed the pot and spoon in his hand, blocking the space where Gu Peng flew down his chopsticks, and said: "Gu Peng, it's late, hurry up and help. Either you fry, or you help me, don't make trouble!"

"Forget it, I'll fight it!"

Gu Pengfei put down his chopsticks angrily, and while passing the ingredients to Lin Fang, he stared at the fried twice-cooked pork, drooling.

Mr. Peng is a typical Sichuan-style chef. When he first studied art, he was still in the old society. What he emphasized was three years of apprenticeship and two years of work, and he stayed with his master for ten years before he had the opportunity to be alone.

At that time, the relationship between master and apprentice was comparable to that of father and son. If you don't come to the door when you are an apprentice during festivals, you will be pricked in the back.

When a disciple is in front of the master, he is almost like his son. He has no dignity at all.

He taught his apprentices to follow the path of filial sons under the stick. In the new society now, it is not easy to beat people and can only curse.

Lin Fang went to the law firm restaurant several times, and every time he heard the old man roaring in the back kitchen, the vocabulary of cursing people is rich, and that is a tricky renovation.

Anyway, until now, Lin Fang hasn't heard a repeat.

Scolded cursed, old man Peng's craftsmanship, but also in a sentence of curse, unreservedly spread out.

It’s just that Lin Fang doesn’t quite understand. They are all very simple things. How could the apprentices of Mr. Peng make mistakes over and over again?

With so many lessons learned, Lin Fang didn't want to do well, but just didn't want to make the same mistakes. Soon, he slowly began to become proficient with his slightly unfamiliar techniques at the beginning.

The dishes are also delivered out of the pot at a very fast speed.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Fang finished washing the pot, glanced at Gu Pengfei, and asked, "Anything else?"

Gu Pengfei looked at Lin Fang, and then at the bowls and dishes filled with the stove, and shook his head in surprise: "No...No...Brother, your craft is amazing!"

"Hush!"

Lin Fang threatened Gu Pengfei and said, "Brother Gu, friendship return to friendship, you can’t talk nonsense, I really don’t know how to cook, I just cook it! After a while, my sister-in-law asks, you have to say you made these dishes. !"

Gu Pengfei said with a complicated expression: "Yes! Yes! You do it blindly, you don't know how to cook, I will, I will be a chicken! It's all made by me, okay?"

If it weren't for loving his wife, and couldn't bear to let Fang Youxi, who can't cook at all, and often smash dishes, be smoked and roasted by oil, Gu Pengfei would not cook by himself for ten years.

From the initial dark cooking to the current home cooking, Gu Pengfei also spent a lot of time and energy in it.

But cooking this thing really depends on talent.

Especially Chinese food, under the refurbishment, from north to south, from red to white, not to mention the eight major cuisines, the difference between the north and the south, just talk about a Manchu and Han banquet, there are 108 dishes, so many dishes, even if you learn for a lifetime , Can't do all-around.

Gu Pengfei is also good at some home-cooked dishes, but Sichuan cuisine is not good at it. At most, he can eat it.

He never envied other people's cooking skills better than himself, and cooking better than himself. Gu Pengfei knew that he was not good at cooking.

But now, he is sour.

You say, a big man, with good-looking looks and full of peach blossoms, there are often women rushing to send this and that is fine. You are a scumbag who knows nothing. Isn't it good to eat your soft rice?

Even the culinary skills are so good, how can you make us boastful looking phoenix guys live?

Give a way to survive and be your scumbag. Doesn't it smell good?

fall!

After looking at the seven or eight dishes Lin Fang made at the back, they are all delicious, delicious, and delicious. Then look at the several dishes made by himself before, emmmm... you can eat it!

Whatever you can eat, you need a bike!

My strength is tasting, not doing it myself!

Gu Pengfei was depressed for a while, and soon he adjusted himself.

His biggest hobby is tasting food, the streets and lanes of Jincheng, the corners of the corner, where there is delicious food, he will be there, as far as his familiarity with Jincheng cuisine is concerned, he is the No.1 that does his part.

As for cooking by hand... With Lin Fangzhuyu in front, Gu Pengfei can only pursue one who can eat!

Lin Fang didn't know that Gu Pengfei had performed so many inner dramas for a while. He found that the ingredients had been cooked, so he nodded, took two plates out, and said, "That's OK, Brother Gu, let's serve the dishes. . In a while, I'm going to taste your craft!"

Gu Pengfei: "..."

Lin Fang, you've passed the show, you!

Killing is nothing but a nod. Why do you still want to kill?

fall!

"Huh, it's done so soon?"

Fang Youxi, who was still talking to Fang Lingxian quietly, stood up when he saw Lin Fang and Gu Pengfei coming out one after another with vegetables.

She and Gu Pengfei's wife for so many years, she knew how much ink Gu Pengfei had in the kitchen.

According to her estimation, it will be completed in at least half an hour, so fast, it is really beyond her expectations.

Lin Fang quickly cast a look at Gu Pengfei, suggesting that it was his turn to perform.

Gu Pengfei understood, and said with a grin: "Of course, you don't see who I am! Besides, I am not alone today, and Brother Lin will help me!"

Fang Youxi stared at Gu Pengfei with a smile, and said, "What's the matter, Lao Gu, you have something to say! Is it possible that you are disgusting that I didn't like to go to the kitchen before and refused to give you a hand?"

"No...no..."

Gu Pengfei shrank his neck subconsciously, and he was used to being scolded. He had developed the habit of being afraid of his wife, and would always subconsciously treat this role as a idiot, looking for reasons in himself.

But soon, Gu Peng flew back to his taste, and said to his heart: No!I already have money. I want to be an uncle. I can't persuade me!

Together with this thought, it was like a weed that quickly took root in Gu Pengfei's heart, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, like a knuckle in his throat.

"Ahem... yes!"

Gu Pengfei turned around and nodded: "Two people cooking must be faster than one person cooking. This is a truth that children understand. It's hopeless, it's not me that said you, you don't want to think about it, I am always alone. Cooking, it takes me half an hour a day. How much time does it take me a year? With so much time, I can make more money. Isn't it fragrant?"

Fang Youxi could hardly believe her ears, she couldn't believe these words, they came from Gu Pengfei's mouth.

The last time Gu Pengfei spoke to her in this tone was when he was just her boyfriend before getting married.

At that time, Fang Youxi felt that this sign was wrong. Gu Pengfei was clearly under-trained. From then on, she took full advantage of her female advantages and began to PUA Gu Pengfei, and slowly trained him into her ideal. Husband, the two married now.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Gu Pengfei unexpectedly guilty of something stinky again, dare to speak in this tone again in front of her.

"Gu Pengfei, are you itchy?"

Here comes again!

It's time to splash water and drop the cup in the next second!

When Gu Pengfei heard Fang Youxi's words, he couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously dodged aside, hiding behind Lin Fang.

Lin Fang was almost dumbfounded. He was encouraging Gu Pengfei to spend money to make you hopeless, but this development was too unexpected.

Didn’t you say it was done with money?Why did Gu Pengfei use words to provocation when he came up?

Brother Gu, did you know that there is a little fresh meat coveting his sister-in-law right next door?

You are careful to play with fire and self-immolate, cuckold yourself!

Fang Youxi looked at Gu Pengfei's anger, but because Lin Fang and Fang Lingxian were both present, she was not irritable, so she threw Gu Pengfei with a look of "you wait for me", hehe smiled, and said, "Oh! , We are joking, me and our Lao Gu are usually at home like this, you must not take it seriously. Everyone, sit down and try our old craftsmanship!"

"Fighting is love, cursing is love, not beating or cursing is not happy, cousin, you and brother-in-law have a very good relationship!"

Fang Lingxian took it seriously, and sat down very happy.

Lin Fang glanced at her, his eyes a little playful.