"Okay."

Ji Xiubei didn't notice Yan Xi's eyes coveting his hands, his eyebrows were lowered, and all his attention was given to the two big and round potatoes.

“？？？”

Yan Xi's eyes widened.

So happily, I agreed?

Seeing Ji Xiubei's already skillful left-handed potato and right-hand kitchen knife, Yan Xi's surprised little mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

For a moment, she felt the urge to snatch the potatoes and kitchen knife out of his hand!

Can't let these two cheesy things tarnish such a beautiful pair of hands!

Absolutely not!

But reason restrained her and made her not do that.

For a person who has worked in a university cafeteria, Yan Xi dares to swear by his personality, just looking at Ji Xiubei's skillful techniques and posture, it is definitely not the first time.

Not only is it not the first time, but I don't know how many times.

The reason why Yanxi cooks deliciously is precisely because he worked in the school cafeteria when he was a work-study student in college.

Although she basically does side dish work, because she is clever and sweet-mouthed, she still steals a lot from the canteen master, and occasionally the master is too busy, and she can still have the opportunity to help fry two dishes to practice.

That's why she doesn't like side dish work right now.

With the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables coming into his ears, he came back to his senses, and watched the big and round potatoes turn into thin slices in Ji Xiubei's hands, and each slice was the same thickness.

This knife work is simply a fight with the canteen master.

Sure enough, there was no bragging......

Be completely convinced.

Until one of the potatoes had turned into shredded potatoes of uniform thickness in Ji Xiubei's hands, Yan Xi didn't stir the egg liquid in his hand again, and just stayed in a daze.

The admiration in his eyes was palpable.

When he took another potato, Ji Xiubei unconsciously raised his eyes, and just saw Yan Xi's shocked little appearance.

"Surprised?"

The corners of Ji Xiubei's lips were lightly hooked.

As he spoke, the movements of his hands did not stop.

Yan Xi came back to his senses suddenly, his delicate little face flashed with weakness, and he said hardly, "No, ......"

Shrugging his shoulders noncommittally, Ji Xiubei didn't speak again, and only continued to cut another potato intently.

Yan Xi still couldn't hold back his damn curiosity in the end, and while absentmindedly stirring the egg liquid, he asked casually, "Why do you still chop vegetables?" ”

Not only will, but also cut better than her.

After speaking, she also muttered in a low voice, "Don't tell me that you were born, I'm afraid I can't help but want to kill people......"

In this case, she really wants to vomit to death with a mouthful of old blood.

In fact, she also knows that some people are born to be favored by God, and they are born with a good skin that others can't hope for, not to mention, and they will learn whatever they want, as if nothing can stump them at all, they are simply the chosen ones.

People are more angry than people.

It's not hard to admit that others are excellent, but it's really a bit hard to accept that others are excellent in everything.

"How could it be innate?"

Ji Xiubei's voice was smiling, and the movements in his hands did not stop, and said, "In the past two years, going out to film has been a difficult place, and if you can't order takeout, the crew will cook by yourself. ”

It's unexpected......

She thought that his status and hands should not touch the spring water.

Curiosity was aroused all of a sudden, and the banquet chatted with great interest, "Your knife worker, why is it the result of one hundred and eighty strikes, right?" ”

Ji Xiubei really thought about it seriously, and then replied, "More than a dozen times." ”

“……”

Sorry to bother me.

It can be cut like this more than a dozen times, which is better than the people she has worked for a year, is there a difference between this and being born?