"You, know how to cook?" Hearing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's proposal, the aunt's first reaction was to be suspicious, after all, few people in this era will study cooking, and even if they are good at cooking, most of the chefs are older generations, and the new generation will either awaken the guardian saint or join the army to defend the city. The culinary masters in this world have become a minority like Zhuang Xiaoyuan's traditional Chinese medicine masters in his previous life, and they are all getting older and more powerful.

"Madoka's cooking is the best in the world, I promise." Hearing that Zhuang Xiaoyuan was planning to cook at night, although the ingredients were tomatoes that had been crushed by himself, Wen Hui's face still showed a strong sense of joy and expectation. Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cooking skills are not blown, and Wen Hui, who has eaten several times, has the most right to speak.

"The best ......" Hearing Wen Hui's assurance, Auntie became even more skeptical. This little girl is completely unreliable, she was in trouble before, and now she swears such a promise, no one will believe it.

"Don't worry, Auntie. I'm a warrior in disguise, and my cooking comes from my patronus. Seeing that this aunt was full of suspicion, without a trace of believing, Zhuang Xiaoyuan was also helpless.

"Patronus? So, is your patron god the god of cooking, the god of the stove, or something like that? It's great, you have to point me out, we had a chef here a few years ago, but I rarely come back after I graduated. Hearing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words, Auntie's eyes lit up, and it seemed that the former kitchen god left a deep impression on her.

"Well, almost." Facing the aunt's shining gaze, Zhuang Xiaoyuan could only nod, but this is not a lie, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cooking skills are indeed from the guardian god, but it is probably different from the kitchen god imagined by this aunt, although the title of Kiri Erina is a kitchen god girl, to a certain extent, it can also be regarded as a kitchen god.

"Okay, then let's decide, it's almost noon now, and it's almost time to start preparing, do you still have anything to do?" Knowing that Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cooking skills came from her patron saint, the aunt became very trusting of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cooking skills and directly agreed to Zhuang Xiaoyuan's proposal.

"Madoka, dorm." Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked like he was going to go into battle directly, Chu Miaomiao pulled Zhuang Xiaoyuan's sleeve.

"Dorms? Speaking of which, I haven't seen you two here, new faces, picking up the dormitory, are you transfer students? "As a cafeteria aunt who often takes care of students, I don't know all of the colleges that live in the dormitory, but I definitely have seen them.

Chu Miaomiao, Aunt Cui has known each other, after all, Chu Miaomiao's reputation in this academy is not low. But Zhuang Xiaoyuan and Wen Hui are real faces, hearing Chu Miaomiao talk about the dormitory, Aunt Cui has an understanding of the identities of Zhuang Xiaoyuan and Wen Hui, and now there are only transfer students.

Thinking of the transfer student's exam that is no more than one in a hundred, Aunt Cui has more and more trust in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cooking skills, but she probably never imagined that Zhuang Xiaoyuan's transfer assessment is not a test of cooking skills, but a fight with the examiner.

"It's okay, we'll come back to the dormitory later, and I'll come with meow. You haven't tasted my craft yet. Gently shaking Chu Miaomiao's hand tugging at his sleeve, Zhuang Xiaoyuan walked towards Aunt Cui's cart, since he was going to the cafeteria to cook tomato dishes, of course he had to push the tomatoes over, how could there be so many young people to let Aunt Cui do it, so Zhuang Xiaoyuan took the initiative to push the cart.

"Madoka, I'll come." As soon as she picked up the handle on one side, the other side was grabbed by Chu Miaomiao, she looked at Zhuang Xiaoyuan seriously and said four words.

"Then let's go alone." Smiling slightly, Zhuang Xiaoyuan did not refuse Chu Miaomiao's help, but he didn't throw it directly to him, the two handrails at both ends of the board car happened to be on one side. With the force of the two people, the board car lifted and slowly pushed forward.

It seems that time has gone back to a few years ago, the orphaned Zhuang Xiaoyuan sometimes goes to South Street to sell some cheap purchases or things made by himself, Chu Miaomiao often comes to help, and at that time, the two of them also borrowed a board car and pushed it to South Street one by one. When she arrived at the stall adjacent to South Street, there was definitely one Wen Hui, who would provoke Zhuang Xiaoyuan again, and then she was bullied by Chu Miaomiao, and sometimes she would bully back. At that time, I was really a little nostalgic, but now it's not bad, the only regret is that Fengcheng and South Street no longer exist.

"It's going to be fine." Although they have been separated for several years, the former relationship has not been erased, but because of the long interval, the relationship between the two has become more and more precipitated. Noticing the gloom that flashed in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes, Chu Miaomiao knew what she was thinking. A sentence came out without a beginning or an end, but Zhuang Xiaoyuan understood.

"yes, it's going to be fine." Although Wen Hui, who was following beside her, didn't see Zhuang Xiaoyuan's emotions, but Chu Miaomiao's words suddenly popped out, Wen Hui knew that Zhuang Xiaoyuan must have thought of Fengcheng, who grew up in Fengcheng, and her gloom was comforted by the two of them before, and this time it was their turn to comfort Zhuang Xiaoyuan: "Say okay first, I'm not comforting you." ”

The slightly heavy atmosphere was completely broken because Wen Hui's words behind him were completely broken. Zhuang Xiaoyuan had a smile on his face, and Wen Hui also ushered in Chu Miaomiao's disdain for IQ. Although it's not a matter of IQ, it's a forced tsundere.

"Alright, let's put it here, you guys, move it all in. Little girl, how are you going to cook at noon, what do you need to do, although you are told, the kitchen basically has the ingredients and seasonings, and I will let people buy what is missing. "The dormitory canteen is not far away, after all, it is already in the dormitory area, Zhuang Xiaoyuan and a few people pushed the cart into the back door of the canteen, and Aunt Cui called two kitchen workers to move the tomatoes in.

Now she has no pity for these ingredients, and she is still secretly glad in her heart that it is rare for her to pick some tomatoes in person, otherwise she would not have met Zhuang Xiaoyuan, the patron saint of the kitchen god. For Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who was able to pass the transfer exam, she is full of trust now, and she didn't test it at all, and directly handed over all the lunch cooking plans to her.

"Auntie just call me Madoka. Well, let's almost start preparing. It's been a long time since I've been useful, and I'm a little nostalgic for my craft. Kiri Erina's card appeared in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's hand.

Originally, he obtained the skill of borrowing cards directly, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan was able to borrow Kiriteri's cooking skills without changing his body, but after all, he only borrowed cooking skills instead of wisdom and experience.

If you inherit the knowledge of cooking skills and borrow skilled cooking skills, you can make good dishes, but you will still lack cooking wisdom and experience, just like having proficient basic skills and theoretical knowledge, but not having practical experience. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese