Siheyuan: Banggeng is stealing, Aunt Huairu, don’t be anxious!

"What are you gambling?"

"If I lose, I will massage Sister Lan's feet for free for half a month, and I won't use the sugar-water eggs you mentioned before."

"but……"

After a pause, Cao Shuang continued:

"If I win, I want to eat buns."

"you……"

Feeling Cao Shuang's undisguised gaze, the slight excitement Liu Lan felt while riding in the car instantly spread.

As a stream of heat appeared, Liu Lan slightly clamped her legs together and instantly entered the state of being high:

"Let's compete. As long as you win, you can eat as much of my buns as you want!"

"Sister Lan is so domineering!"

Giving Liu Lan a thumbs up, Cao Shuang stretched his arms and legs:

"For your buns, I have to behave well today."

Chapter 11 Liu Lan's Bet, Inciting Fatty to Rebellion

"Pfft."

Seeing Cao Shuang rubbing his hands in preparation, Liu Lan was angry but also somewhat happy:

"You should think about how to deal with that stupid guy later!"

After finishing his words, before Cao Shuang could speak, Liu Lan quickly turned around and left:

If she continued to stay with Cao Shuang, she was afraid that he would say something embarrassing again.

Liu Lan left, but Cao Shuang did not say anything to stop her:

The meat has been put into the pot, are you still worried that it won’t be cooked?

"Fatty, Ma Hua, come and help me cut the vegetables."

"what?"

Hearing Cao Shuang's words, Fatty and Ma Hua, who were hiding aside and preparing to laugh at him, were both stunned:

"Cao Shuang, what did you just say?"

"Come and help me cut vegetables!"

Glancing at the two of them, Cao Shuang's expression remained calm:

"As a chef apprentice, isn't this what you're supposed to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm not as stingy as some people. You can learn from me while I cook."

"Do you really know how to cook?"

Seeing Cao Shuang's confident look, the fat man showed some interest:

He has been following Shazhu for so long but has not learned any skills. If Cao Shuang is willing to teach him...

"Fatty, what are you thinking about?"

Before Cao Shuang could speak, Ma Hua's voice rang out:

"He is just a useless person who got in through the backdoor. How can he know how to cook?"

"Besides, have you forgotten what your master told you?"

After finishing his words, Ma Hua glared at the fat man:

"Don't forget whose apprentices we are."

"I……"

"You only get one chance. If you miss it, you may never get it again."

"Let me try."

Hearing Cao Shuang's words, the fat man looked conflicted:

"Chopping vegetables is our job anyway, so it wouldn't be a loss if we could learn some skills along the way."

After he finished speaking, the fat man picked up a washed potato next to him and started cutting it:

Although he didn't learn how to cook from Sha Zhu, he was still very skilled at cutting and washing vegetables.

"you……"

Hearing the fat man's words, Ma Hua's expression changed:

"Bah, traitor!"

After finishing his words, without even giving the fat man a chance to speak, Ma Hua turned around and walked to the side:

"I'm not like some fence-sitters. No one except Master wants me to cut vegetables for him!"

As a chef apprentice, Ma Hua certainly wanted to learn some cooking techniques, but compared to Cao Shuang, he obviously trusted Sha Zhu more.

In MCA's view, the fat man's behavior will basically not achieve anything except making Shazhu unhappy.

Sitting on a small stool in the corner of the kitchen, Ma Hua looked at the fat man who was chopping vegetables seriously with a disdainful expression:

"What an idiot! Even if that kid can cook, can he be better than the master?"

Cao Shuang paid no attention to Ma Hua's murmurs.

After the fat man had cut all the potatoes, Cao Shuang started to heat the oil:

"Today I'm going to make Sichuan dish 'Sour and Spicy Shredded Potatoes'. The essence of this dish is ..."

While talking, Cao Shuang skillfully poured various ingredients into the pot and stir-fried them.

With the skills purchased from the mysterious store, although it was his first time to cook a big pot dish, he did not have any difficulty adapting.

‘Gudu! ’

As an intoxicating smell rose from the pot, the fat man standing next to him couldn't help swallowing his saliva:

"This, is this good?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Cao Shuang poured all the shredded potatoes in the pot into the basin, then turned to look at the fat man:

"How much did you learn from the process just now?"

"30%, about 30%."

After the words came out, the fat man looked a little embarrassed:

From the sauce to the oil temperature, Cao Shuang had explained every action just now, but after going through it all, he still forgot a lot.

"30% is not bad. You will be the one to stir the pot from now on."

"I?"

The fat man pointed a finger at himself and opened his mouth like a human-shaped hippopotamus:

"Master Cao, isn't this a bit too hasty?"

Although I didn't taste it, Cao Shuang's pot of shredded potatoes was obviously much better than the ones Sha Zhu usually made.

In addition, Cao Shuang did not hide his skills, so the fat man changed his way of addressing him:

You know, when Sha Zhu cooks, he will drive away everyone around him whenever it comes to the amount of seasoning and the control of the heat...

"When it comes to cooking, the most important thing is 'practice makes perfect'. You cook, and I'll be watching. After the remaining few pots are done, I think you'll have learned almost everything."

"I……"

"Thank you, Master Cao!"

Since Cao Shuang said so, the fat man certainly wouldn't hesitate any longer.

With a red face, the fat man took the frying pan from Cao Shuang and was shaking with excitement:

"Master Cao, can I start now?"

"Just do your best. I'll tell you if there's anything wrong."

"it is good!"

Recalling Cao Shuang's actions just now, the fat man started to move stiffly.

When cooking the first pot, Fatty was still not used to it, so he made a lot of mistakes.

But as the second and third pots were completed, the fat man basically no longer needed Cao Shuang to remind him.

When the fourth pot was finished, the fat man showed a confident smile on his face:

"Master Cao, what do you think of this pot?"

"Good, the remaining pots are all yours."

Patting the fat man on the shoulder, Cao Shuang showed satisfaction on his face:

"You have great talent. When there's a chance in the future, I'll teach you a few home cooking dishes."

Unlike Ma Hua who is a die-hard fan of Sha Zhu, Fatty is more flexible and opinionated. In the original work, he even "betrays" Sha Zhu and plans to become a chef himself.

Teaching this guy a skill would allow him to be lazy and train an opponent for Sha Zhu. It was definitely a good deal for Cao Shuang.

As for how the fat man would treat him, Cao Shuang didn't really care:

After all, he is a man with cheats to rely on, he doesn't need to regard cooking as a skill to make a living like Sha Zhu.

"Thank you, thank you Master Cao."

Cao Shuang's words were simple, but the fat man was deeply moved.

After following Sha Zhu for several years, he was not able to learn a single trick, but Cao Shuang taught him how to cook a dish just one day after he arrived. With this comparison, isn't it obvious who I should cling to?

The fat man patted his chest with one hand, his face flushed: