I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 46
Tang San took Wu Liu's hand, and strode directly towards the entrance of the academy without looking back.

Wu Liu looked down at the crossed hands of the two, and then raised his head to look at him. The side face was sharp and soft, with crimson lips, a tall nose, and eyes like lacquer.In fact, they are quite ordinary facial features, and they are also very ordinary when combined, but there is an indescribable charm in it.

"Tang Xiaosan," Wu Liu called softly, Tang San turned his head slightly, his eyes were like crescent moons, full of smiles, and whispered, "Yes, I have always been here. I will take you to the Academic Affairs Office to register, we will Just go to the teacher, and I'll cook something delicious for you. How about Kung Pao Chicken?"

Wuliu's round eyes were like a clear sky, but also like a calm sea, looking at the earnest Tang San, bit her bright red lips, and said: "Well, can you put more potatoes this time?"

"Okay, as you wish," Tang San replied happily, the sunshine and the little girl in front of him reflected in his eyes, the long and black eyelashes were distinct.He raised his other hand to touch Wu Liu's hair, the soft and smooth touch was extremely comfortable, he raised the corners of his lips, what does a small radish want to grow taller.

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evening.

In the master's dormitory, the master with his hands behind his back, directed Tang San to be busy preparing the ingredients to prepare the Kung Pao Chicken dish.

"As soon as a delicious Kung Pao Chicken is eaten, the tip of the tongue will feel numb and spicy first, and then the taste buds will be hit by a touch of sweetness. After chewing for a few times, there will be a special "sour" taste."

The master sighed deeply intoxicated, and then continued to express his emotions, saying: "The diced chicken, scallions, peanuts and chili wrapped in hemp, spicy, sour and sweet are all addictive. If you want to make the chicken Ding is more smooth and delicious, we can add appropriate amount of starch into it."

Tang San, who was marinating the chicken, held a spoon in one hand and a starch jar in the other, interrupted softly when he saw the eloquent master, and said, "Teacher, what's the right amount?"

The air was silent for a moment——

The master's stiff face remained motionless, and the big dry hands behind his back were clenched with wetness. It was not mentioned in this book. He hadn't cooked for so many years, and he had forgotten everything except the tomato beef brisket, which was her favorite dish. , Now it’s all about the newly memorized recipes.

Don't panic, don't let the apprentice see that you can't cook.Taking a deep breath in my heart, cooking is about adding flavor. The master raised his thick eyebrows, looked at the small half bowl of diced chicken prepared by the apprentice, and said confidently: "Just submerge the diced chicken in starch."

Tang San, who has some experience in the kitchen, had doubts flashing in his eyes like lacquer, but the tomato beef brisket last time was so delicious and sweet, he immediately chose to trust the teacher, so he turned the starch pot over and poured it straight down. This starch does not cost money.

Wu Liu sat on the stool and watched the interaction between the master and the apprentice, especially the white powder falling down in Tang San's hand, with his thin eyebrows furrowed, it always felt like he was administering medicine.

I have great doubts in my heart, will the Kung Pao Chicken this time be "delicious" to the point of tears, I am a person transformed from blue silver grass, will it wither if it is too salty?
what to do?She pursed her red mouth and blew a bubble.

Otherwise, she would grab Tang Hao from the roof and taste the new version of Kung Pao Chicken together?
While Tang San was chopping vegetables, the master brought private goods in the process of explaining the recipe openly, his eyes regained their brilliance, and said:
"Little San, let me tell you, a truly excellent group of soul masters should consist of at least five parts. Food-type weapon soul masters are responsible for supplies, recovery-type soul masters are responsible for state and soul power recovery. Agility-type battle soul masters Responsible for reconnaissance, strength-type soul masters are responsible for resisting, and attack-type soul masters are responsible for annihilating the enemy."

"A group composed of five parts: supply, recovery, reconnaissance, defense, and attack, can be called a complete group."

Tang San didn't think there was anything wrong, and asked curiously like a baby: "Then the control system battle soul master also belongs to the attack?"

The master was very pleased to hear that the apprentice thought of himself from it, so he asked a question, nodded, and said: "You can teach, it is true, and generally in the early stage, the control system soul master is better than the attack system soul master. Get stronger."

Wuliu Doudouyan: Hey, hey, are you cooking or attending class now?

The little girl who was bored and waiting was pulling her blue hair with her chubby claws. She put down Xiao Jiujiu and used her hand as a comb. The hair of this body was very smooth, and she untied the blue silver grass vines and hair It collapsed without the slightest hesitation, and after a few combs, it was as if the hair had never been tied.

Wu Liu was tossing her hair fondly, and the master and Tang San were cooking and attending class, very harmonious.

Tang Hao on the roof looked at the setting sun in the distance like blood, the colorful sunset glow, several solitary birds flying in different directions, lying on the eaves like a peerless expert.

Ah Yin on the side enjoyed the residual warmth of the sun comfortably, and the leaves covered with golden lines swayed happily. After a while, Tang Hao took out the wine jar from his arms and sprinkled some water on Ah Yin.

Ah Yin felt the smell of spring wine in the water, and the leaves were flying, a little mad, and the plant language: "Don't use the wine jar to fill the water, how many times have I said it, I can't remember." The five leaves that converge on one side With the appearance of a human hand, he slapped Tang Hao hard with a "paji paji".

Tang Hao watched his daughter-in-law slap his hand with a smirk on his face. He was even afraid that she would not be able to hit him, so he spread his palm and leaned against the leaves. If he didn't get hit by his wife more than a dozen times a day, he would feel that life was unreal.

Seeing that her man was still smiling, Ah Yin became even more angry. She thought back then that she was also a gentle and gentle woman with a peaceful life, but she never thought that after getting married, this man would always force her to break her merits.

It was when I was pregnant, and now I am raising a son together. Today, I didn’t want to hit someone, but it provoked me again.

After Wuliu tied eleven thin braids, she listened to A Yin talking about Tang Hao's old accounts, relishing it, as if she was watching a live version of a rural love story.

Put oil in Tangsan pot to sauté the peppers until fragrant, and when you want to put diced chicken in for frying, lumps of starch stick to the diced chicken, pour it into the pot and fry, just like rubbing a flour ball, sticky It's mushy, and some are still sticking to the spatula.

The master also saw this scene, seeing Tang San looking over, he touched his nose with his index finger, pretending to look at his bookshelf in silence.

Tang San still didn't understand something now, he pressed his tongue against his palate, and let out a deep breath.

If others are angry with me, I will not be angry, and if I am angry with myself, there is no one to replace me! !

(End of this chapter)