"Master, please use it!"

Bai Hao respectfully brought a bowl of hot beef rice to Milu's table, then stood with his hands behind his back and stood beside him honestly.

"Um!"

His eyes swept over the bright and dense sauce on the rice dough, and Milu nodded slightly.

After the business hours at noon, Bai Hao hurriedly said that he wanted Mi Lu to teach her cooking skills. As a responsible master, she naturally would not refuse.

Compared with the rice bowl made during the apprenticeship assessment, Bai Hao's works have made very obvious progress this time. It can be seen that it was the result of carefully observing her cooking process in the past two days and practicing hard after returning.

It is not just a simple imitation on the surface, the color of beef, stir-frying onions, and the mixing of sauces... it is all more outstanding in details.

After eating a piece of beef soaked in the sauce, Milu nodded at Bai Hao.

"Very good! I can give you seven points."

Bai Hao was stunned for a moment, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes. He was obviously not satisfied with the result, so he bowed and said, "Please give me advice!"

"There are 38 mistakes in your dish." Milu said slowly.

"What? 38 mistakes?" Bai Hao looked disbelief.

Apart from the incomprehension of the many flaws in cooking.

More of it was a surprise that Milu could say so many questions.

On the one hand, knowing how to cook is, but on the other hand, being able to criticize dishes is the problem.

Even respected chefs are already very awesome to be able to tell three or four questions after tasting it. It is absolutely not something that ordinary people can do when they analyze dozens of problems so quickly.

"The first question is that the beef is cut by one tenth lighter, and the sauce is not fully tasted. The second question is that the beef does not take enough time to beat before cooking, and the meat quality is affected to a certain extent. The third question..." Milu finished reading the systematic analysis one by one.

After saying something.

Bai Hao was already shocked and could not speak.

He thought Milu could point out so many problems, but probably he deliberately picked a lot of thorns.

But every sentence that the other party said was pure and solid, without any moisture.

You should know that cooking this rice dough is a very tedious process.

However, Milu only deduced all the problems he committed during cooking through just one bite, and the insight was incomparable.

Admiration for Milu was also aroused by nature.

"Thank you for your advice, Master, I've been taught!" Bai Hao lowered his head.

After looking at the women's clothing I was still wearing, it seemed no big deal than gaining such a good teacher.

"Yeah, you can practice harder yourself!" Milu waved her hand.

"Yes!" Bai Hao nodded heavily, held the bowl of rice and drizzled it, thinking about and analyzing the many mistakes he had made just now.

"Lulu, we've done it too! Come and try it too!"

As soon as Bai Hao left, Lin Yiran and Li Xiaohui walked up with a bowl of rice.

Speaking of which, these two girls are really interesting. After seeing her asking for advice from Bai Hao, he also excitedly asked to participate together.

In Milu's opinion, she is really overestimating her abilities!

The cooking difficulty of beef rice is very high. Even she practiced for a week with the assistance of the system to reach the perfect level. Bai Hao has great talent and rich experience, which can reach a bad level in just two days.

As for Lin Yiran and Li Xiaohui, a comic house and a game house, and they don’t have a meal on weekdays, how much can they do?

"Lulu, eat mine first!" Lin Yiran looked at Mi Lu with anticipation, and her long white legs swayed in front of her.

Milu sighed and picked up the chopsticks.

There is no way, after all, it is my own rbq, so I have to tolerate your little willfulness.

"Three points!"

Mi Lu didn't have much hope for Lin Yiran, but the other party was doing a good job, and such results exceeded her expectations.

"ah!"

Lin Yiran looked embarrassed.

She realized that she often cooked during college, but she didn't expect that she would get such a bad rating at Milu.

"What about the error? Can you tell me how many errors I have?"

"If you are wrong, um... 235 items, too many, I won't list them one by one!" Mi Lu scratched her head.

In fact, for this amount of error, she had no way to admit that Lin Yiran made the system version of beef rice with rice.

"Okay!" Lin Yiran sighed disappointed, and his eyes turned to Li Xiaohui, "Xiaohui, it's up to you next!"

"Well, Lulu, try it quickly, I made it very carefully."

Even though Lin was still so frustrated, Li Xiaohui looked confident.

Seeing this, Mi Lu was also a little curious.

Could it be that the other party is really confident?

Thinking of Li Xiaohui being born in a chef's family after all, her idea became even stronger.

However, when she looked down at Li Xiaohui's work, she was stunned.

I'll go, what the hell is this?

Is that half charred and half pink just a beef made with care? It seems that it is not cooked yet!

What happened to the onion? It was cut into pieces, big and small, and looked as disgusting as rotten wood crumbs.

Why does the sauce turn black? What strange things are added during the mixing process!

"Sister Xiaohui, are you making me happy!" Milu's cheeks bulged out in anger.

Use such dark dishes to ask her, a genius chef, for comment.

This is completely insulting people!

"Ah... no! I really made it very hard." Li Xiaohui said a little aggrievedly, her chest fluctuated due to nervousness. "I have always hated cooking before. I finally tried it this time, but you actually said that to me!"

Looking at Li Xiaohui's pitiful look, Mi Lu felt pity and should not be too strict with a beginner.

OK OK OK!

I'll forgive you if you look so old.

In order to save Li Xiaohui some face, Mi Lu decided to take a bite of the stuff the other party made.

Uncooked beef was first ruled out, and the ugly onions were also ignored. As for the scorched corn kernels, they were even less concerned...

After thinking about it, it seems that the only thing you can eat in this dish is rice!

Therefore, Milu had to carefully pick up a ball of rice from the bowl and eat it into her mouth.

"Miss Xiaohui, your meal is actually still..."

As soon as he was halfway through the comforting words, Milu's face suddenly turned black.

Her eyes were shattering and her shouts were deafening.

"I'll wipe it! Water, give me water!"

Li Xiaohui.

You are going to murder your husband!
Chapter completed!