Le Youyou flattered her mouth, and she wanted Wang Wu to live in the worst-level dungeon for them. After all, there must be a hidden food chain in this worst-level place, such as mice eating leftovers, snakes eating rats, and owls eating snakes, but what she wanted most was the latter two.

"I know! I won't make it difficult for you to make!" Zhuang Laosan stared at Le Youyou angrily, "Stupid girl, if you can make something better than me, I will give it to you a puppy! Otherwise, you will give it to me!"

"Okay! Who is afraid of whom? What is this you made?" Le Youyou picked up the unknown object with a quick lift and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. Zhuang Laosan hugged his chest with his hands and said proudly: "This is my proud delicacy - money sprinkling silk."

Le Youyou frowned and tear open the abnormal money in front of her. Sure enough, she saw that there were fresh shrimp and pork glutinous rice. She took a breath and closed her eyes to overcome her mental imagination and picked a little fresh shrimp and pork glutinous rice into her mouth.

"Huh?" She opened her eyes unexpectedly and looked at Zhuang Laosan, "I didn't expect there was a cooking expert in front of me!"

"Ah? You said that Zhuang Laosan is a master of cooking? Do you want to laugh to death?"

Le Youyou still put the dough outside on the table in disgust. Zhuang Laosan looked at Le Youyou who suddenly changed his attitude in surprise, and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "The master dare not say it, but my cooking skills are among the best in Jimo City..."

Le Youyou looked at Zhuang Laosan with a smile, "Let me go to the kitchen, I will make you the money that can really be on the table!" Zhuang Laosan frowned and shouted angrily: "Do you look down on me?"

Le Youyou wiped his nose and nodded, "As a chef, you don't pay attention to your clothes. Look at the fatness of your hands, the dirty and greasy apron, and even more, your nails are trapped in the black edges. You don't look like a chef worthy of respect.

With such an image, you are just like a butcher who recycles pig food." Zhuang Laosan looked at himself and gritted his teeth and shouted at Wang Wu: "Let her out! I want to see what kind of money she can make to spin silk!"

Le Youyou smiled slightly and tilted his head to look at the hesitant Wang Wu. Zhuang Laosan snatched the key and opened the door of the dungeon without waiting for Wang Wu to react, "Come out!

"Zhuang Laosan, what are you doing?" Wang Wu watched Le Youyou step out of the prison door, "When something happens, I will blame you all."

Zhuang Laosan frowned in disgust and waved his hand as if he was slapped a disturbing fly: "What happens then, the responsibility is on my head."

After Zhuang Laosan said that, he turned around and left. Le Youyou looked at Wang Wuhouli thoughtfully and hurriedly followed Zhuang Laosan.

City Lord’s House Kitchen:

Le Youyou looked at the white pork and fresh shrimps left in the kitchen, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the stone table beside him. He picked up a few horseshoes, eggs and a small bag of flour from the stone table that he had walked to silently, walked to the stove.

After spitting money in her mind once again, she took a deep breath and looked at the flour in front of her, feeling a little nervous, making money in the first time.

After separating the egg yolk from the egg white, Leyouyou poured the egg yolk into the flour, then added a small amount of fine salt and a small spoon of water to quickly stir into a paste, and poured it into the mold you found casually, and then silently dropped the mold into the stove and baked.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Laosan looked at Le Youyou without understanding. Le Youyou didn't raise his head and quickly peeled his horse's hooves, "Basket!"

"Bread?" Zhuang Laosan looked at the mold in the stove in confusion. When he wanted to pull the mold up and look carefully, Le Youyou slapped it off hard. "Move it again, I will let you die under the kitchen knife!"

Le Youyou glared at Zhuang Laosan with a fierce look on his face. Zhuang Laosan helped raise his hands and said that he would not do anything again. Le Youyou turned his eyes away and continued to chop the horse's hooves into pieces.

She originally wanted to be lazy and not chop pork glutinous rice and fresh shrimp glutinous rice, but when she looked at the pork glutinous rice and the small amount of over-red overnight meat and fresh shrimp without taking out the clean shell and shrimp thread.

She sighed helplessly, quickly picked up the bright red shrimp from the bucket and threw it on the cutting board, quickly removed the head and tail of the kitchen knife in her hand and peeled off the shrimp shell.

At the same time, I drew a horizontal line behind the shrimp, scraped out the shrimp thread with the tail of the knife, and peeled the shrimp thread in one go, threw it into the basin to keep it fresh.

Zhuang Laosan was shocked to follow Le Youyou's offline method, and his eyes were shocked and there was more appreciation and admiration.

Then Le Youyou wrapped the half-fat and half-slim pork with a piece of white cloth, and grabbed the kitchen knife with both hands and chopped it quickly. Zhuang Laosan stared at Le Youyou's chopping board with big eyes and no pork shot out of it at all, and the white cloth was not cut.

He couldn't help but stare at Le Youyou's breathing moment, and suddenly realized that she used the back of the knife to chop the meat. Le Youyou wiped the sweat from her forehead and lifted the white cloth that had dyed the pork red, "Zhuang Lao San, aren't you okay to do it? Come and help me chop the pork!"

Zhuang Laosan frowned, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you that your meat will be broken?"

Le Youyou chuckled and shrugged, and cast a trusted look and said, "I know you won't waste the ingredients."

After Le Youyou finished speaking, he picked up the mold and opened the mold with two damp cloths. The aroma of wheat field was emitting and spreading into the air.

She poked the bread that was squirted, smiled with satisfaction and cut the bread of the same thickness while it was hot, then broke the scraps into fine pieces and threw them into the mold and put them in the stove to bake them into breadcrumbs.

The bread without any taste was stuffed into Zhuang Laosan's mouth, "Do you taste it?"

Zhuang Laosan chewed the crossbow and shook his head seriously as he chewed the bread in his mouth. Le Youyou blinked in disappointment, "It's okay! Think about it now, take a look, bite it seriously...

You can eat the taste of sunshine on the wheat. The bread made with wheat and flame not only has the aroma of wheat, but also the burnt aroma given by the flame, which is even better than the taste of sunshine you can eat..."

While depicting Zhuang Laosan, she poured the fresh shrimp and pork glutinous rice together and stirred for a few rounds, then added fine salt, cooking wine, starch, horse's hoof crushed and egg white. Leyouyou quickly stirred the food in the big bowl into a paste and then put it aside and let it ferment.

At the same time, she walked to the stove to carry the mold that was emitting white smoke. She couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "Damn it, it's baked!"

Le Youyou opened the mold with a little annoyance, but found that the bread crumb inside was baked just right, and the golden bread crumb appeared in front of her. She pinched and poked it into her mouth. The crispy texture made her half-close her eyes.

She quickly poured the breadcrumbs into the cooler, and then she took the spoon and spooned the round bread on top of the bread in a large bowl, accurately grasped the bread, and squeezed out the excess moisture from the ingredients.

Then she inserted the lower tail she had cut out into the meatballs in her hand, quickly spun them in the egg liquid for a while, and carefully stained the whole meatball with breadcrumbs, and finally slipped into the oil pan and fry them crispy.

Le Youyou made eight or nine dollars to spin silk and found that the bread had been used up. She had no choice but to make the last ingredients into meatballs and rolled them into a pan and fry them.

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After opening another stove, she poured a small amount of oil into a wok, then poured in a large amount of white sugar and maltose to boil it into a thick liquid. After she sprinkled the money and the meatballs, she took it out and drained the oil.

Zhuang Laosan found her a lace plate. Le Youyou took the plate with satisfaction and said, "Thank you!"

Zhuang Laosan blushed embarrassedly and turned around to look elsewhere. She poured pepper powder into the center of the plate as a flower (core). The eight money to spin silk was gathered together by the tail of the shrimps on the ground.

Zhuang Laosan looked at the money in front of him with pleasing eyes, but the next moment he saw her spoon thick liquid quickly circling countless messy candy circles.

He even watched Le Youyou incredibly put the messy candy circles on the lower end to perfectly set off the money.

Le Youyou rolled the balls into the candy circle, and then walked countless circles on the ground of the money-spun silk, as if the money-spun silk was tied. She gently pressed eight money-spun silk with chopsticks.

Then he slowly put the big meatballs she made on top of the money and sprinkled silk. She put them in her waist and looked at Zhuang Lao San who was already stunned. "Your dishes are not bad! But there is nothing in the world that you have to have both color, fragrance and flavor. However, now your dishes only have flavor, and the color and fragrance are completely lost. How can you make diners have appetite?"

Le Youyou gently sniffed the money and spit out the silk. The smell of the money and spit out the silk immediately floated into Zhuang Laosan's nose. Zhuang Laosan sniffed hard and looked at Le Youyou in shock, "How is it possible? The heat of the dish you cooked has disappeared. Why can I smell the fresh shrimp and pork? What's more, I can't smell the greasy air and the smell of sugar. How did you do it?"

Le Youyou smiled without saying a word and silently presented the chopsticks. Zhuang Laosan looked at the beautiful money sprinkler in front of him in disbelief. He picked up the small balls held by the money sprinkler with his hands tremblingly and sent them into his mouth. Le Youyou looked at Zhuang Laosan in total shock.

She untied her sleeve and said slowly: "You can't be confined to the existing plaques, and naturally you can no longer block your taste, vision and smell.

There is no rule to follow in the delicacies in the world. The only rule that can be followed is that the delicacies that others eat will definitely make people feel warm, happy, happy, happy or living liberation…”

Zhuang Laosan looked at Le Youyou with a slight and delicious bite of money to remove the silk.

"Kazhi—" Zhuang Laosan looked at the money-spitting silk in his hand in disbelief, "The crispy and delicious appearance, but the money-spitting silk inside is really refreshing (slim) delicious. The fresh shrimps are umami, and the pork with moderate fatness and thinness make the mouth feel satisfied...

The horse's hooves untie the greasy feeling of pork and skin. The sweet and crispy sugar shreds made my mouth feel like a spring breeze. The taste buds were like a place of flowers, and all the flowers bloomed, making me unable to resist the urge to eat the second one…”

Le Youyou smiled and showed the dimples. Mouse looked at Zhuang Laosan happily, "Since you want to eat it, just eat it! This portion is for you to eat!"

"Then I'm not polite!" Zhuang Laosan picked up the plate and stained it with pepper powder, and his whole body trembled. "The taste of pepper powder is better and richer, and his mouth becomes a place of paradise. The pork sensation of fresh shrimps becomes more complex and changeable under the pepper powder, and the layers become more... "

Le Youyou looked at Zhuang Laosan eating money and spitting silk like a child, and she habitually began to clean the pots and pans in the kitchen. Zhuang Laosan looked at Le Youyou's busy back seriously, "I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking! No wonder those people wanted to go to the world to chase you..."
Chapter completed!