Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2383 Sturdy dizziness (4)

After Xie Zhuofei said "oh", she didn't move for a long time.

Ah Liang blinked his big eyes, and his whole body was covered with doubts. This Miss Xie looked like a cool hero when she was cutting branches, but now she was helpless when facing a fish.

Looking at the radishes and potatoes she cut before, it's really puzzling.

Mr. He waited very anxiously, so he couldn't help but say again, "Girl, what are you waiting for, take the knife."

Xie Zhuofei, who had been staring at the fish body for a long time, didn't know what to do, suddenly took a breath, her cheeks were puffed up, and with a slash, one-third of the fish body was lost.

A Liang's eyes widened instantly, staring hard at the incomplete fish body, not understanding how Ms. Xie did it.

Mr. He stood up anxiously, "Girl, I asked you to scrape the scales of the fish, but not the body."

Xie Zhuofei's face turned red, she pursed her lips and did not speak for a long time.

Puzzled, Mr. He walked around Xie Zhuofei and the stone table several times with his back on his back. Finally, he thoughtfully grabbed a table knife and handed it to Xie Zhuofei. haircut."

A Liang, "Huh?"

I was teaching Ms. Xie how to practice knife skills. Why did she suddenly ask her to cut her hair? Why do you still use a dining knife?

Zhan Linhao was as steady as a clock, Xie Zhuofei was a little surprised, and without any special expression, obediently took the table knife to cut the old man's hair.

This time, she once again miraculously demonstrated her monstrous knife skills. Although the table knife is not sharp at all, in her hands, it is like a sharp blade that cuts iron like mud, flying up and down, cutting off Mr. He's hair. Has to rustle down.

Although the hairstyle she shaves is not very good, but the knife skills are no problem.

Ah Liang was dumbfounded again, he didn't know what to do.

Mr. He seemed to understand something. He didn't care about whether his hairstyle was perfect. Instead, he stood up and walked around Xie Zhuofei and the stone table twice. Then, he said, "Girl, cut the potatoes."

Xie Zhuofei stabbed down a few times, Tudou was horrible.

Mr. He didn't show any attitude, but just gave an order, "Girl, cut the branches."

Xie Zhuofei pulled a branch, and cut it into several sections neatly and evenly.

Mr. He, "Cut the cabbage."

The cabbage was horrible.

Mr. He, "Cut the clods."

The clods were cut flawlessly.

Mr. He, "Cut the radish."

Carrots are horrible.

Mr. He finally understood something. He stroked his beard and sighed again and again, as if he finally understood why Zhan Linhao strongly opposed this girl learning to cook.

I heard that there is a disease in the world called vegetable sickness.

This girl seems to have this kind of disease, she is not dizzy about anything, but only dizzy with vegetables.

In the past, he only thought it was an anecdote, but now he had to believe it. Sure enough, there were such symptoms. Some people got motion sickness, some seasickness, some people got blood sickness, but the apprentice he just accepted and was going to be trained as a chef in front of him, she was sick with vegetables.

The old man sighed and sat on the chair, too sad to say a word.

How do you train a dizzy girl into a chef? He's not a fairy.

Zhan Linhao began to gloat.

Xie Zhuofei didn't know what was wrong with her. She cut everything first-rate, but she couldn't cut vegetables. She was already extremely ashamed and annoyed, but when she heard the old man sigh, she felt even more embarrassing.

She pursed her lips aggrievedly, and asked in a crying voice, "Master, what are you sighing for?"

Zhan Linhao chuckled, "He's sighing, he actually took a dick as his apprentice."

(End of this chapter)