Sikong Zeye's face turned cold, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "Are you going to learn or not?"

What else could Bai Yunshang say? He stood up and went into the kitchen.

She originally planned to learn it. Even if she could no longer cook it for Sikong Zeye in the future, at least during this period, she could make every meal a meal. By paying him back what she owed, she could feel less guilty towards him.

But why should Zheng Daitong teach her?

"Teacher Bai, how are you? Are you interested in learning?" [

In the kitchen, all kinds of vegetables have been washed, cut and placed in categories.

What Zheng Daitong is making at this time is a "Marseille fish soup", a famous soup in southern France. The main ingredients are fresh fish and seafood, plus some spices and tomato sauce.

"When eating, pick up the fish and put it on the plate, prepare sliced ​​bread, pour the soup on the bread, and prepare a bottle of Beaujolais red wine or Provence Coast pink wine. It will definitely be a great enjoyment!"

Zheng Daitong introduced the characteristics of the dish and the key points while showing up to cook.

There is no doubt that her explanation is comprehensive and her movements are skillful and neat, comparable to that of a real gourmet...

Bai Yunshang sincerely praised: "You are very good. Have you ever studied gourmet food?"

"Well, Austin is very picky about taste. In order to make food that satisfies him, I took special food training classes when I was studying in France. I insisted on cooking every day and memorized many recipes of his favorite foods.

After that...of course I failed many times. At the beginning, he didn't even taste the things I made, which made me very frustrated."

"But it doesn't matter, my goal is to make food that makes him feel happy!"

"I kept trying. I remember the first time he was willing to eat a dish I cooked was saffron chicken. I made it very successfully! It was also that time that gave me encouragement, and I gradually figured out his favorite taste... Look at him

By eating the food I made, I feel that I am useful to him and I am very happy."

Bai Yunshang saw a deep cut on the back of Zheng Daitong's fair hand.

Seeing her observing her hands, Zheng Daitong raised his hands and said:

"The vegetable cutter here was shaved, and half of his nails were gone. The potato cutter here slipped and cut very deep. The bones were exposed, and there was a lot of blood. I was scared to death! Look, I was scared to death."

There are still some traces of the scar now..."

Bai Yunshang was shaken in her heart. She held her hand and asked, "Is this a cocoon?"

"Yes, you will get it if you use kitchen knives frequently. If you dance ballet every day, it is the same reason that you will have calluses on your feet. Every chef has calluses on his hands..."

Zheng Daitong's hands are white, tender and slender, but compared with Bai Yunshang's...

Too far gone.

The originally beautiful hands will become deformed after being busy in the kitchen all year round.

Bai Yunshang thought that when she was with Sikong Zeye, she rarely cooked. Even if she occasionally cooked some food, she would wear protective gloves...

Moreover, Sikong Zeye would not let her cut the dishes such as ribs, potatoes, fish, etc., and would ask her servants to help her cut them and arrange them...[

Bai Yunshang bit her lower lip and asked, "Does he agree to what you do?"

"I like cooking, and it is a blessing to be able to cook for him."
Chapter completed!