Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Indole..."

Listening to the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables, and looking at the skills like a magic show, every piece cut out is uniform and uniform, the same thickness, and the same size, as if a flowery picture is shown in front of him, Li Suwen was stunned. At the same time, he couldn't help but indulge in this picture.

Li Xuehao didn't deliberately perform, he just performed normal operations, and was familiar with these for a long time.

"Mr. Zhenzhong, how did you do it?" After watching for a while, Li Su asked if he couldn't take care of the bean sprout soup in the pot. She was very curious about this kind of picture that can only be seen on TV. Practiced.

"I used to be alone at home, so I will become proficient when I do more." Li Xuehao said, of course, things are not as simple as what he said. To achieve his level, it would be useless if he did not have the strength different from ordinary people.

"Where are Zhenzhongjun's parents?" Li Su asked, with a move in his heart, at home alone, don't you have family members?

"They work abroad." Li Xuehao said.

"That person is really hard at home." Li Suwen nodded secretly. It must be the result of frequent cooking to be able to practice to this level. "By the way, I heard Meixi said that Jinzhong is still a high school student?"

"Ok."

"Are all RB high school students so tall? Jinnaka is 1.9 meters tall, right?" Li Su asked stretched out his hand and compared it to the top of his head. As he talked, the building was crooked. From cooking to height.

"Miss Li, your pot is about to dry." Li Xuehao pointed to the stone pot she was still stirring. The bean sprout soup inside had turned into bean sprouts, and it was still thick.

"Ah—" Li Suwen quickly grabbed a glass of water and poured it into it. "Zila" a burst of black smoke rose up, choking her back again and again.

When the black smoke dissipated, the bean sprouts in the pot could no longer look like what it was, but Li Suwen felt that there was hope of rescue, so he stirred it with a spoon.

Li Xuehao couldn't see it anymore: "Miss Li, you can't eat anymore, let's pour it."

"Is it down?" Li Su asked, frowning slightly, looked at him, and then at the dishes in the pot. This is the first pot of soup I made. Although it is a bit ugly, it should still be ok to pour a little more water in. Well, it feels a pity to fall.

"Down." Li Xuehao nodded affirmatively.

Li Su asked that he looked serious, but finally he didn't insist, and he dumped it reluctantly.

Next, the kitchen was fully taken over by Li Xuehao. Stir-frying, stewing soup, frying, steaming and frying took turns. After a while, all the ingredients available in the kitchen were finished. There were seven or eight dishes in total. Li Suwen stared at him. With both eyes, I finally realized how big the gap between the two in cooking is.

It is also hard to imagine that a teenager has such a good cooking skill.

"You can taste it." Seeing her disbelief, Li Xuehao handed out a pair of chopsticks.

"Then I'm welcome." Li Suwen took the chopsticks. The dishes looked very appetizing, and the smell was very attractive. In addition, she didn't eat anything in the morning, so she couldn't wait to taste it. .

"Wow, it's delicious, it's...it's unbelievable. Is this really the meat I usually eat?" Li Su asked, wondering what he usually eats. Although his father's food is also good, he is very similar to Zhenzhongjun. Comparing and making judgments.

"What kind of meat is usually eaten?" Li Dakui, who had just walked to the kitchen door to see this scene, suddenly asked a bit irritably, because his daughter was so close to that guy.

"Dad, the food is ready, you can eat." Li Suwen saw his father come in and took another bite before putting down his chopsticks.

"Yeah." Li Dakui's face was sullen. Perhaps his daughter was on the scene, and he was not good at it, so he quietly put down the rolling pin behind him.

The father and daughter brought the food to the dining table, which was a low table like tatami mats. Obviously, it took a long time to see the dilapidated traces on the table, maybe decades.

"Dad, the true king, I will serve you rice." Li Suwen was holding two empty bowls and helped them serve their meals. This well-behaved appearance made Li Dakui secretly gritted his teeth because he usually helped them. The daughter served the rice, and the daughter helped him serve the rice. It dates back to when she was a child. It's already more than ten years ago.

The rice pot was on the side. After serving the two of them, Li Suwen put the bowls in front of the two of them, and then served them to himself.

"Okay, you can eat." When she sat down with her rice bowl, the three of them sat in different directions and ate around the small table.

"Su asked, did you make this?" Li Dakui was surprised when he watched the table full of delicious food.

"No, it was made by Mr. Zhenzhong." Li Su asked glanced at someone next to him.

"Mr. Zhenzhong?" Mentioning this peculiar name twice finally made Li Dakui notice the main point, frowning deeper, "RB man?" He stared at him viciously, if he said that he was only unhappy with someone before. , So now I have brought so little hatred.

Li Xuehao looked at him and didn't speak, but the other person's expression told him that he was disgusted, and he still didn't hide his disgust.

"Let's go, RB people are not welcome in my house." Sure enough, Li Dakui held back his anger and pointed out the door.

"Dad!" Li Su asked suddenly became anxious. Zhenzhong-jun is the friend she invited back for dinner, and even if it is not a friend, ordinary people can't be so rude when they come.

Li Dakui looked at him blankly: "Su Wen, I can accept any change, but RB people can't."

"Dad, Zhenzhongjun... is a good person." Li Su asked anxiously to explain, but she couldn't tell what she saw.

"Suwen, have you forgotten? Your great-grandfather, my grandfather, died in the hands of RB people, and your grandfather, he hated the RB people the most during his lifetime, if not RB people, our Jiangwon Lee family's Korean medicine skills It has long been the first in the country."

"Correct it, it's Chinese medicine." Li Xuehao reminded him. Although he was unabashedly disgusted, he didn't feel anything. After all, the other party hated him not just by pointing at him.

"What are you talking about!" Li Dakui was already disgusted with him. Hearing what he said, the chopsticks in his hand couldn't help but squeeze tightly, as if they were used as a rolling stick.

"I'm not wrong, I was originally a Chinese medicine." Li Xuehao looked at him lightly.

The chopsticks in Li Dakui's hand almost hit him on the head, but in the end he resisted and said disdainfully: "You are an RB, do you know what Chinese medicine and Korean medicine are? Do you know "The Epidemic Prescription"? "Mai Jue Collection"? There is also "Eastern Medicine Treasure Mirror", which is a masterpiece of Korean medicine and a masterpiece of medicine included in the World Memory Heritage...

Seeing him blushing, Li Xuehao's expression remained unchanged: "I know that you want to build your own cultural confidence. This is understandable, but it must be based on respect for historical authenticity, not on a non-existent one. In terms of the concept, it is ridiculous to say that a medical book with more than 90% of the content recorded in the classics of traditional Chinese medicine is “a masterpiece of Korean medicine”. This can only prove your ignorance of history."

"You... **** boy, get out of me!" Li Dakui was already intolerable. He stood up and was about to rush people. Li Suwen was startled and hurriedly got up to persuade him. A hurried voice came from outside, "Dakui, Dakui, you Are you there?"

As the footsteps approached, I saw a middle-aged man in his 40s barge in with anxious expression on his face.

"Jincheng, what's the matter?" Li Dakui looked over with a sullen face.

"After my mother returned from you, she just lay on the bed and didn't move. No matter what we called, she just didn't respond, and it's useless to push her, Da Kui, come and see..." The person was anxious. Reach out and pull him.

"Grandma Tachibana..." Li Dakui's expression changed and he couldn't care about rushing, but before leaving, he still told his daughter, "Su Wen, let him go when he finishes eating." He ran away without looking back.