I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

Is this a system?

Zhao Chong also reads some novels on weekdays, but he didn't expect the system to appear on him.

Is it a cooking

system? If this is true, wouldn't it be a hanging by yourself

? It has become a hanging that everyone hates?

Zhao Chong chose without hesitation!, and soon the prompt sound of the system came.

"Congratulations to the host for making the choice, please work hard to complete the task!"

Zhao Dezhu was stunned when he saw Zhao Chong, thinking that the other party was frightened.

"Actually, we still have a few cooks, and we don't need you to cook too much, mainly to borrow your father's reputation. Zhao Dezhu explained. "So you don't have too much pressure, it's better if you can cook. "

Uncle Zhuzi, I'll help!" Zhao Chong agreed.

If there was no system, Zhao Chong would naturally not dare, but now with the blessing of the system, what would he not dare

? Moreover, as long as he accepts this task, he can get a reward, and a fool will refuse?

Hearing Zhao Chong's promise, Zhao Dezhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big nephew, thank you for this!" Zhao Dezhu grabbed Zhao Chong's hand and said excitedly, "You have done my uncle a great favor."

"It's just a gesture. Zhao Chong responded with a smile.

"Then let's leave now?" Zhao Dezhu couldn't wait to go back.

After all, the banquet will start tomorrow, and now the family is preparing dishes, and there are some dishes to be prepared in advance, at this time, of course, I have to go back and be busy for a while.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Chong glanced outside, "I'll cook for my parents first, and then I'll go with you?"

"What else to do! Zhao Dezhu pulled Zhao Chong enthusiastically.

"Is my dad still there?" Zhao Chong glanced at the back room and said helplessly.

"Look at my brain!" Zhao Dezhu patted his head hard, "You do it first, we will wait for you here."

As soon as Zhao Dezhu finished speaking, he saw Zhao Chong's mother coming back with a vegetable basket.

Zhao Chong hurriedly stepped forward and took the vegetable basket: "Mom, you go and rest! "

Hmm!" Zhao Chong's mother nodded, turned around and went back to the living room to follow Zhao Dezhu and talk.

Zhao Chong walked into the kitchen with the dishes, he wanted to see if it was true that he had obtained god-level cooking skills.

There are a few cucumbers in the basket, as well as some vegetables like tomatoes, potatoes and peppers.

It's all taken from his own vegetable garden, and there is some fresh soil on it.

Zhao Chong looked at the vegetables in the vegetable basket, and then picked up a few cucumbers and put them in the vegetable bowl to wash.

When he put the cucumber on the cutting board and held the kitchen knife in his hand, he instantly felt a different feeling.

It was as if these countless recipes were circulating in his mind, and the kitchen knife in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body.

Zhao Chong gently slapped the cucumber with the blade of the knife, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, the cucumber on the cutting board broke into four even pieces, and a clear aroma of cucumber came from the gap.

Zhao

Chong raised his knife again and slapped it down, and the whole cucumber was evenly separated.

Although it seems very simple to shoot cucumbers, it is necessary to master the strength, because the strength is small, the cucumber can only be shot in half, and if the force is large, the cucumber will be broken, so that the unique taste of the cucumber is quickly escaping, so that the cucumber tastes less unique taste.

Zhao Chong looked at the evenly and neatly arranged cucumbers on the cutting board, and his face showed shock.

He used to shoot cucumbers, but every time he shot them were either light or heavy, but now he used such a skillful technique to shoot the perfect cucumber segment.

Although there is only a gap on the cucumber, Zhao Chong knows that as long as he shakes it lightly, the cucumber in his hand will separate, perfectly retaining the unique sweet taste of the cucumber.

Zhao Chong picked up two cucumbers again and slapped them a few times, and the effect was similar to the one he had shot before.

"Sure enough, it's a god-level cooking, and there are skills in shooting cucumbers!" Zhao Chong looked at the cucumbers on the cutting board, and did not rush to cut them, but found some garlic from the side, peeled them and pounded them into garlic paste.

Oyster sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, ......

After mixing these seasonings into a sauce, Zhao Chong cut some millet spicy and put it into the finished sauce.

After all this was done, Zhao Chong cut a few cuts on the cucumber.

The cucumbers suddenly parted, and a moist, fresh and sweet smell suddenly permeated the kitchen.

Zhao Chong didn't stay too long, but put the cucumber directly into the plate and poured the seasoning on it.

"This smell, I've lived for more than 20 years, and it's the first time I've smelled it!" Zhao Chong looked at the cucumber on the plate and swallowed hard.

These are all ordinary and common ingredients, and they have been made many times before, but this time, Zhao Chong obviously felt different.

Whether it was when cutting cucumbers or mixing the sauce, Zhao Chong felt that his control was obviously much stronger.

After Zhao Chong finished making the cold cucumber, he picked up the tomatoes again, as well as a few eggs, and continued to sit up.

At this time, Zhao Dezhu in the living room also smelled the smell from the kitchen, and couldn't help but sniff his nose vigorously.

"Sister, what are you doing delicious?" Zhao Dezhu asked as he looked directly at the kitchen.

"Didn't do anything!" Zhao Chong's mother said casually, "just picked some home-cooked vegetables from the vegetable garden."

"By the way, what are you looking for

Xiao Chong?" "Isn't this tomorrow Fengzi getting married?" I originally talked about a big banquet, but I didn't expect it to be snatched away by the Wangcai family, alas!" Zhao Dezhu said with a resentful face, "Don't you let Xiao Chong come to help

?" "Let him go and burn the big banquet?" How did he do it?" Zhao Chong's mother said, "He studied finance, not a chef............

". "I also have no choice, I originally wanted to find Lao Zhao, who would have thought that Lao Zhao would be injured at this time. Zhao Dezhu said embarrassedly, "The people in the village praise Lao Zhao's cooking is delicious, Zhao Chong is his son, and he should do it well!"

"How can this work? I know Zhao Chong's craftsmanship, and I want to mess up the wedding banquet for you, isn't this a mess?" Zhao Chong's mother hurriedly waved her hand, "This is not a trivial matter." "

It's okay! I still have two cooks, it's a big deal to let them cook the dishes, just let Xiao Chong do it, the villagers care about the taste." Zhao Dezhu explained.

"Okay then!" Zhao Chong's mother agreed.

At this time, Zhao Chong walked out with two plates of dishes.

"Mom, I'm ready, you eat first!" said

Zhao Chong, who put the two dishes on the coffee table, and then took a pair of chopsticks and put them in front of him.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cold cucumbers.

When Zhao Dezhu and Huzi put the dishes in front of them, the whole person was stunned.

"What kind of fairy smell is this, it smells so good!".