"I'll do it!"

Jiang Tang turned his head and saw that Xizer was full of interest, obviously not joking.

"no."

Jiang Tang refused without thinking.

Cizel was a little anxious.

"Why! My tongue has tasted countless excellent dishes in the world. No one can compare to me when it comes to picking food!"

A sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, and he recalled the last hot pot incident again.

"Are you afraid...my stomach can't stand it?"

Cizel's eyes couldn't stop rising.

This joy rose to the extreme after seeing Jiang Tang nodding.

Cizel completely forgot his previous depression, and his smile was so bright that even the rising sun was three points inferior.

However, no matter how happy you are, you still have to try the dishes.

Cizel would not give up his ideas easily, and he still insisted on it.

"I just can't eat spicy food, my stomach is not as delicate as that!"

"Then, try it."

Jiang Tang saw that Xizel was happy as if he had won the candy, smiled and shook his head, and stood up to go to the kitchen.

She decided to pick two mild and non-stimulating dishes for Cizel.

Just as the home is full of ingredients and seasonings, Jiang Tang held the kitchen knife and suddenly immersed in the state of Tang Ling, the character she was thinking about, and her eyes also changed.

Holding the knife, the kitchen is her battlefield.

She is the king of the battlefield, and all the ingredients are her obedient soldiers, who are at her command and at her mercy.

The understatement of confidence was all in a small way. Even if the cooked simple cabbage was a must-have to be a state banquet, and the ordinary dish was shining brightly under her hands.

Jiang Tang put the prepared dishes in front of Cizel.

"How about it?"

Cizel was very supportive: "It's very professional! It's very beautiful!"

Jiang Tang: "…I mean food."

Only then did Cizel have time to pay attention to the appearance of the dishes. He glanced at him and didn't see anything special.

“Looks very good!”

"Cizel, I want the most real feedback."

"Of course! I will definitely try my best to pick on the shortcomings of this dish!"

After Cizel said confidently, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetable leaves. As the cabbage was brought into his mouth, the smell from Jiang Tang's hand-made one spread on the tip of his tongue.

"Are you okay?"

Cizel didn't bother to speak, and could only see a little weirdness from his expression.

Jiang Tang thought he had discovered something wrong.

"Tell me if you have any questions so I can change it."

Cizel:...

He, he couldn't find any problem!

Of course, this is not because Jiang Tang’s dish is so perfect, but the definition of this dish in Xizel’s mind is-

This is the dish Jiang Tang cooked for me.

The dish made for me.

My dish.

...How can this kind of dish be unpalatable!

It is certainly the most delicious thing in the world! Better than all chocolates and desserts!

Xizel suppressed the roaring guy in his heart, coughed twice awkwardly, and was embarrassed to go see Jiang Tang.

I just said it with confidence, it is embarrassing to lose the chain so quickly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Tang noticed his expression strange and frowned, "Isn't it too unpalatable?"

After two vague ums and um, Cizel swallowed the vegetables and rinsed his mouth wildly with clear water.

Jiang Tang: "Is my food so unpalatable?"

Cizel was shocked and stuttered: "No, no, it's not bad, it's just me, I'm very picky."

When he struggled to squeeze out the word "picky" and he had no confidence.

Jiang Tang smiled calmly and said, "That doesn't matter, you can tell me directly."

Cizel racked his brains: "The taste is a bit light."

Jiang Tang thought to himself: "Is that so? Then I'll make another one."

While Jiang Tang was temporarily entering the kitchen, Xizer supported his head weakly with his hands and sighed.

From a distance, the figure was inexplicably vicissitudes.

After a while.

Jiang Tang brought the dishes back.

“Try it this time.”

She put the dish in front of Cizel, but found that Cizel didn't look at her all the way.

Thanks to avoiding Jiang Tang and repeatedly picking on the foodie design in his mind, Xizer gradually entered the state, clearing the filter halo, and after entering, he tasted the real taste of the dish.

This time, he was confident.

"There is a problem with the heat. After being fryed for too long, it lost the crispy and tenderness of the cabbage. In terms of taste, it is too sour and overwhelmed other flavors..."

Xizer talked freely, and he actually pointed out more than ten problems with a mere cabbage.

After saying it in one breath, he was very confident and finally dared to face Jiang Tang's gaze and seek exaggeration.

Jiang Tang was criticized, but she was laughing.

He also gave Cizel a thumbs up: "Awesome."

This time Cizel said it very much, which gave her inspiration for directions to improve.

She was confident that she would make it more perfect for the next dish.

And Xizer became Jiang Tang's professional trial chef.

*

In the following days, Xizer came to Jiang Tang's house as a tester.

When he comes, he always brings all kinds of desserts and snacks.

Leave with a lot of trial dishes.

Jiang Tang couldn't bear to work harder.

But he said without hesitation that there is also a lot of fun to try.

This made Jiang Tang unable to find words to refute.

Later, Mr. Liu recovered and was discharged from the hospital. After a few days of rest at home, he returned to Nanji.

Naturally, he also called Jiang Tang over to test the learning achievements of the past few days.

Jiang Tang made all the eight dishes.

The old man just looked at the process and learned about the results.

But he tasted it himself.

Under strict management, Mr. Liu has not deteriorated his taste in seriousness, and he can also make up for the shortcomings in this regard with his rich experience in chefs, so his evaluation is also the most pertinent and accurate.

And the old man gave a "perfect" evaluation without hesitation.

"You've found someone to try the food?"

The old man has a sharp eye and can see through it at a glance.

He also knew that the person who tried the dishes was very high-level. He was either a professional chef or a gourmet who knew how to eat. Otherwise, he would not be able to give an accurate evaluation of the direction and let Jiang Tang find all the problems.

Jiang Tang was also very satisfied with this. She smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's still someone you've met."

"He." Cizel's face appeared in the old man's mind.

The feelings of a boy.

"What is the teacher laughing at?"

"No laughing, no laughing."

The old man refused to admit it, and after two or three vague things.

"You have already made the foundation of these eight dishes almost the same. Next, let's start learning the dishes in your script!"

One month of cooking training has only come to the highlight.

The old man personally took action and explained to Jiang Tang what a true top chef style is.
Chapter completed!