Concubine Chef Youxi: Lord, Master, stop

Chapter 129 Carving
Based on Mi Xiaoye's understanding of Su Ziling, he knew that he was definitely not a "good person".

Mi Xiaoye, who originally had a sweet dream, thought that if she could open a food court in Dashang in the future, she would be dazzled by the money.

Mi Xiaoye, who got up in a happy mood, hummed a little song and carried out morning exercises and breakfast that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.Then, Su Ziling took a drawing and asked Mi Xiaoye to carve radishes.

Carved rice leaflets have been learned in the chef class, but why did they tie back the sandbags that were so hard to remove?Tied with a sandbag to carve, Mi Xiaoye was a little bit powerless again.

Su Ziling said that he was going to Zhuangzi to follow up on peppers and other dishes, leaving Mi Xiaoye to carve flowers at home alone. Mi Xiaoye looked at Su Ziling's leaving back, feeling like crying without tears.

Mi Xiaoye suddenly felt that if he worshiped his master, it would mean that he didn't worship him, and he learned everything by himself without a teacher.

Holding a small carving knife, looking at the weird picture drawn by Su Ziling on the paper, Mi Xiaoye didn't know what he was doing.Looking at the big carrot in her hand, Mi Xiaoye sighed, gritted her teeth and started.

Yun Muqing was strolling leisurely when he suddenly heard a tragic cry from Mi Xiaoye's yard.As a nursing home, Mr. Yun Shisan suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, and rushed to Mi Xiaoye's courtyard.

"Little Boss, what's the matter with you?" Yun Muqing rushed over and asked.

Mi Xiaoye suddenly felt a gust of wind in her ears, and when she looked up, she saw Yun Muqing's face, Mi Xiaoye herself was startled.

"Thirteen, why are you here?" Mi Xiaoye asked.

Yun Muqing was stunned for a second, and asked, "What's the matter with your howling like a pig just now?"

Then Mi Xiaoye stretched out her paw with tears in her eyes, and said, "I was practicing carving, and I broke my hand."

Yun Muqing looked at the wound on Mi Xiaoye's hand, and was speechless immediately. Wouldn't it be fine to apply some medicine to such a small wound?

"Let me help you with the medicine." Yun Muqing said with a look of disgust.

Yun Muqing was helping Mi Xiaoye apply the medicine carefully, Mi Xiaoye grinned in pain, Yun Muqing looked at her helplessly, and said, "Does such a small cut hurt so much?"

"Ten fingers connected to a heart, do you know?" Mi Xiaoye snorted.

The drugged Mi Xiaoye returned to the kitchen and began to clumsily carve.

Yun Muqing watched from the side, smacking her lips and said, "Tsk tsk, is this carving flowers? Are you pulling flowers?"

Mi Xiaoye turned her head and glared at Yun Muqing, and said, "You said it lightly, you can do it!"

Yun Muqing snorted softly, took Mi Xiaoye's carving knife, picked up a new piece of radish, and after a few "swipes", the pattern drawn by Su Ziling was carved.

Mi Xiaoye opened her mouth wide again, how could she travel back, because she is very good at knife skills!The previous Jun Yize was, and now Yun Muqing is, not to mention Su Ziling.

After all, I'm also an apprentice of God of Cooking, why do I feel like an idiot?
Mi Xiaoye sighed, and continued to fight against the radish. Yun Muqing couldn't stand it anymore, and complained: "Little Boss, you have also practiced knife skills for a year, why don't you know how to use the knife skillfully?" What about you? Don't use the energy you use to chop bones on carving flowers."

Mi Xiaoye curled her lips, this guy is really good at being a teacher, but...it seems that he is right.

Mi Xiaoye sighed heavily, picked up the small carving knife and began to fight against the radish.

Less than a stick of incense, Mi Xiaoye's paw was cut again.

"Ah!" Mi Xiaoye shouted.

Mi Xiaoye seemed to have returned to the hardworking look she had when she was just practicing knife skills a year ago.

(End of this chapter)