Chapter 888 It’s Shameful to Act Cute

Looking at the thoughtful Yang Ming with his exposed eyes, Imusaki Jun said calmly in his heart: "Yang Ming, what is your winning rate in the face of such high technology? It's really exciting..."

Kuga Teruki cheered in his heart, "Master, you must win!"

Yang Ming is still thinking about what kind of food he should make. Alice's molecular cuisine, using chicken to make eggs, gave Yang Ming a lot of inspiration. It doesn't mean that you can't use meat or other materials to make similar delicacies...

However, thinking about it carefully, Yang Ming recalled recipes from various places and had a meal with Alice, who is good at molecular cuisine. What can surpass molecular cuisine is probably the Chinese cuisine that embraces all rivers.

Chinese cuisine...?

Yang Ming began to conceive of the Shoji plan from the moment he proposed the Shoji, and decided on some things to be done from the beginning. However, how to integrate these cuisine ideas seems to be a problem now.

There is no way, Chinese cuisine is too complex. In addition to the eight representative cuisines, there are also various Chaozhou cuisines, Northeastern cuisines, local cuisines, Gan cuisines, Hubei cuisines and other miscellaneous cuisines.

What's more important is that each of these cuisines is more awesome than the other, and each one is better than the other!

After all, it has five thousand years of history and culture, and the cuisines are complex and diverse. It would take a lot of effort to write down the names of each cuisine one by one.

After Yang Ming came to Yuanyue College, he immediately borrowed other people's books on Chinese cuisine from the dormitory to supplement his knowledge, and he gained somewhat.

Rolling up his sleeves and slowly adjusting the cuffs, Yang Ming was thinking about several methods while washing his hands. His brows slowly widened in thought. Yang Ming raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently. He thought of a cooking method. Yes, let's do it like this.

"Yang Ming, do you want to make egg dishes too?" Alice suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ming's cooking table and curiously watched Yang Ming's movements of carrying eggs.

Yang Ming, who was carrying eggs, was squatting on the ground with his head down, counting the eggs and calculating the ingredients for cooking, when he heard the sound and raised his head and looked over.

He raised his head and saw a graceful figure blocking the light above him, casting some shadows. The brightness of the lights on the ceiling illuminated the skin of the girl in front of her a few degrees brighter.

"You are so white." Yang Ming pointed to the ceiling, "It's like an artificial moving light source."

Alice looked at Yang Ming with round eyes and asked with a smile, "Oh, is this a compliment to my natural beauty?"

"Yes." Yang Ming nodded and continued to count eggs with his head lowered. "But isn't it Alice who is really free? Come here and chat now."

"Nani~ I've already finished cooking." Alice smiled proudly, "Now it's time to detect the enemy's situation."

"Thank you for putting me in the enemy's range." Yang Ming opened the eggs one by one.

"No." Alice shook one finger, then slowly put the finger on her lips and rubbed her lips twice. "Your strength remains to be seen."

Her round and cute eyes like tadpoles narrowed slightly, looking a little serious, and said softly, "You are not qualified to be regarded as my enemy now."

Yang Ming looked at Alice in surprise, his face expressionless.

After a while, he chuckled and said, "Thank you for classifying me as an observation object now." Pulling up one corner of his lips, he smiled calmly and confidently, "After all, not everyone can fall in love with Alice. Your eyes, isn’t it?”

Alice's squinted eyes suddenly widened and became bulging, with a classic tadpole eye expression, she curved her lips and slapped Yang Ming on the shoulder with a smile, "Yang Mingjun really has the qualifications to impress me~"

Yang Ming only felt his shoulders tense up and his body tilted a little, "Don't be so cute."

"Cute?" Alice asked with round eyes, bulging her face and clenching her hands into fists, "I'm following the queen's route! I'm not trying to be cute!"

"Is she the queen of a cute country?" Yang Ming asked as he cracked the eggs open one by one.

"Eh?" Alice seemed to think about it seriously, "It sounds good."

Then he looked at Yang Ming, who was completely focused on the eggs. He put one hand on the food and tilted his body slightly. He stepped forward and said to Yang Ming, "I hope Yang Mingjun will not disappoint me."

"Don't worry." Yang Ming tilted his face and said to Alice, who was very close to the side. "If you have nothing to do, please help me crack open these eggs." He pointed at the eggs.

Alice opened her mouth in surprise, as if in disbelief, and finally asked, "You want me to crack the eggs for you?"

"Yeah, it's easy." Yang Ming continued to crack eggs without stopping, "I'll chat with you, and you can crack eggs for me, helping each other."

"Wrong. You are not chatting with me." Alice slowly shook her finger in front of Yang Ming, "I am here to observe you. Inspection, inspection, do you understand?"

"So, I still want to accompany you for free." Yang Ming said in a long voice, suddenly remembered a word, winked and asked Alice, "Do you know there is a term called escort?"

"Your expression doesn't look like you mean anything good."

"Hmm..." After thinking for a moment, "It's not that good or bad, just like the girls in the custom shop, or the men in the Cowherd shop."

"Are you saying that you feel like a cowherd now?" Alice changed her posture and slowly walked to the other side of the cooking table as she spoke, looking at Yang Ming face to face, bending down and holding her hands on He rested his chin on the cooking table, raised his head and looked at Yang Ming, "I just leaned my body sideways, and it really doesn't feel comfortable after a long time." He muttered in a low voice.

Yang Ming lowered his head and could just see Alice lying on the cooking table while handling the eggs. "Indeed, this way you don't have to turn your head." He continued talking about Cowherd, "Aren't I just chatting with you now? Do you still want to have fun chatting? I’ll just chat with you and chat with you, and I’ll be an escort.”

Alice tilted her head and thought for a long time, "What did you say in the last sentence? I don't understand." She tilted her head to the right again, "Cowherds are very gentle. What Yang Mingjun said..."

"Am I not gentle?" Yang Ming soaked the strawberries in salt water to remove the pesticides on the surface.

"Yang Mingjun, you and Wenwen really have nothing to do with each other." Alice replied, looking straight at Strawberry, thoughtfully.

Yang Ming stopped what he was doing and lowered his voice. His voice was gentle and sweet, "Do you need me to be gentle and prove it to you?"

Alice was startled, her eyes shifted from the strawberry to Yang Ming, blinking, and then blinking.

"Hahaha." Yang Ming said, "Don't act cute."

"You should also say this to Yang Mingjun." Pointing to the strawberries, Alice guessed, "It seems like Yang Mingjun is making dessert?"