Chapter 201 Kitchen Monsters Continued

"Are you sure I'll do it first?" Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou suspiciously.

"Well, no problem." Yuan Zhou said that watching a rookie cooking is no problem, although he is now rated as a novice by the chef.

"That's what you said." Wu Hai shrugged indifferently.

"Well, let's go." Yuan Zhou nodded and urged.

Walking to the second floor, Wu Hai opened the door in front of him, Yuan Zhou said as usual, "Dirty, messy, and bad, you have two of them."

"Drawings can't be thrown around." Wu Hai was still very embarrassed.

And the painter's drawings really can't be discarded indiscriminately, especially the famous ones.

"Haha." Yuan Zhou replied with two words with profound meaning, as if you understood it yourself.

"Zheng Jiawei will clean up in a while." Wu Hai thought of Zheng Jiawei and said as a matter of course.

"Your agent is very good." Yuan Zhou said with admiration when he remembered that almighty agent.

"Well, it's really good." Only in front of others would Wu Hai say that Zheng Jiawei was good.

Yuanzhou has only been to Wuhai's studio three times since he started learning composition. Since the first time he came to Yuanzhou, he found that the previous entanglement was unnecessary. The whole second floor was only Wuhai's family.

Wu Hai rented out the entire floor, and the rich are so willful.

As for the rest of the time, he spent his studies in the small shop in Yuanzhou, and Yuanzhou would not walk around in other people's places, so this was the first time he saw Wuhai's kitchen.

The two rooms that have been opened up retain a large kitchen, which is equipped with a full set of kitchen utensils. The metal shell is shiny and looks very clean. However, except for the water cups on the stove, everything else is basically used. New, completely unused.

"You haven't used it?" Yuan Zhou felt that he should use it at least once, even if it was instant noodles.

"Not long after moving in, you opened the door, and then you don't need it anymore." Wu Hai said directly.

"Uh, what about other times?" Yuan Zhou said vaguely, probably meaning that he also closed the door to rest.

"Of course I was hungry when you closed,

Otherwise you think. " Wu Hai's resentment uncontrollably radiated out.

Is this really iron powder? Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

"You clean up the kitchen first, you can do it directly after a while." Yuan Zhou stood up straight and pointed to the kitchen.

"Change the subject." Wu Hai came to a conclusion, but did not intend to move.

"If you don't scrub, you can eat what you cook yourself." Yuan Zhou said directly when he saw Wu Hai standing upright.

"I'm a painter, Jiawei is good at this." Wu Hai stroked his moustache and said calmly.

"As you like." Yuanzhou would not force him to clean up, after all, he is also the master of not washing dishes.

"It's stuck." There was a sound of the door lock turning, and Zheng Jiawei walked in with a lot of ingredients.

"You're here, the kitchen is cleaned, and I'll come with the ingredients." Wu Hai said very naturally.

"I prepared tomato stewed beef brisket, green pepper chicken nuggets, twice-cooked pork and stir-fried cabbage. The dessert is watermelon and fruit, and the radish you want." Zheng Jiawei first greeted Yuanzhou with a smile, and then returned with the ingredients. The kitchen, he said while taking it out.

"Well, wash the kitchen first." Wu Hai was still eager to try Yuanzhou's teaching.

"If I start doing it at this time, will it be earlier for lunch." Zheng Jiawei looked at the time.

"No, I'll do it." Wu Hai's original intention was that his actions were slow.

"What do you do?" Zheng Jiawei opened his eyes wide, pointed his orchid fingers, pointed at Wu Hai, and said incredulously.

"Well, I haven't done it for a long time." Wu Hai said affirmatively.

"Then I'll go after I've cleaned up." Zheng Jiawei has never spoken so decisively.

"Then who will clean up the rest." Wu Hai didn't think about cleaning up himself. As for Yuanzhou, he would definitely not help clean up, so there was no need to ask.

"I'll come over to clean up at night." Zheng Jiawei said firmly.

And it was rare to say much, and he started to clean up the kitchen seriously, and the speed was extremely fast.

In half an hour, the kitchen was tidy as new.

"Okay, you can use it, I'll go first." Before leaving, Zheng Jiawei gave Yuan Zhou a sympathetic look.

Yuan Zhou was a little inexplicable, but his god-like intuition still believed that there must be something wrong with Wu Hai, so he became alert.

"Could it be a kitchen killer or something?" Yuan Zhou guessed randomly.

"Should I do the processing of the ingredients?" Wu Hai turned around and asked Yuan Zhou, who had already stood at the door.

"Well, it's all up to you, let's get started." Yuan Zhou stood at the door with his arms folded, of course his toes slanted slightly towards the door.

It looks like Wu Hai is going to blow up the kitchen.

"Okay then." Wu Hai nodded, took out the ingredients and started washing.

It was normal at the beginning, with the sound of water flowing, and the same dishes were washed and cut and placed on the glazed table for later use.

"The treatment is not bad, you can take the pot." Yuan Zhou looked at it carefully and found that Wu Hai's treatment was still very good.

"Yeah." Wu Hai responded and turned on the fire to prepare for the pot.

Only then did Yuan Zhou realize that there was no seasoning or oil on the kitchen counter.

"Bang" Wu Hai opened a cabinet door, took out a large watering can and started pouring it into the pot.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Zhou was a little confused.

It wasn't until it was poured out that he discovered that the pot was filled with oil, which flowed into the pot along the shower, and Yuan Zhou was speechless.

Then Wu Hai picked up a large paintbrush and began to paint in the pot.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Zhou couldn't help asking.

"Put the oil on the bottom of the pot." Wu Hai looked serious.

"You continue." Yuan Zhou pressed his forehead and began to have a bad premonition.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Hai began to place beef pieces scattered in the pot. That's right. The pieces of beef were all in the position where they should be.

Then there is the placement of the aniseed. When adding cooking wine, Wuhai also used a small watering can. It is very clear where to spray and where to not need to spray.

Now Yuanzhou knows why Wuhai's pots are all flat-bottomed, where is cooking, it's more like painting.

If this can be made delicious, it will be a ghost.

It is understandable from Zheng Jiawei's sympathetic eyes, this is no longer a kitchen killer, this is a kitchen monster.

It was almost noon, Yuanzhou organized the language, and then said, "I'll be here first today, I need to go back and prepare the materials for lunch."

"The rest?" Wu Hai asked while looking at the ingredients on the stove.

"I'll teach you step by step this afternoon." Yuan Zhou glanced at the pot of beef brisket that looked like a work of art, and said decisively.

"Okay." Wu Hai responded simply.

After saying that, Yuanzhou went back to his small shop. Thinking about how frantic Wu Hai was when he was cooking, he took out paint bottles one by one and poured them into the pot. , there's a lighter brown or something.

That pot of colorful tomato brisket was also a big test of Yuan Zhou's endurance. The ghost knows what he has experienced in these few hours.

Fortunately, someone interrupted Yuan Zhou's recollection at this time.

"Is Boss Yuan there?"...(To be continued.)