MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 6 The charm of the pot
Chapter 6 The charm of taking the blame
【Bian Guo lv.1:1/10000】
The words that appeared in front of him told Zhou An that his proficiency had just appeared again.
He was sure that he had read it correctly.
“That’s not right. I used to stir-fry and it didn’t trigger. Why did it happen now?” Zhou An was confused.
This little game of life was set up by him, and he is very aware of the twists and turns in it.
After sorting through all the clues, Zhou An finally knew why he triggered proficiency.
Each skill must be thoroughly mastered before it can trigger life proficiency. It cannot be triggered without mastery.
Zhou An never turned the pot over when cooking in the past, and in fact there was no need to do so.
Whose family has nothing to do with cooking?
It is just stir-frying without turning the pot, but this method of stir-frying is not complete.
Just turning the pot over and over added the essence of the whole stir-fry.
It is precisely for this reason that the proficiency of pot-bumping is triggered.
“But what can I get out of a pot?” Zhou An muttered.
He regrets it very much now, and regrets it more and more.
If I had known that I could travel through time, I would have played a cool game.
But there is no regret medicine in this world.
Who knows if he can travel through time?
Just like a virgin who doesn’t know how many seconds he can last.
“Sword skill level 2 will lead to a qualitative change, and the same goes for turning the pot.”
Zhou An only regretted it for a second or two, and continued to remain excited.
Humans are emotional animals.
Think about the best in everything, and only then can you live a happy life.
“Lao Zhou, what’s wrong? You didn’t get burned, did you?”
Yu Hang saw Zhou An in a daze and thought it was because he was burned. However, seeing Zhou An's hand tightly grasping the handle of the iron pot, he was not sure.
Zhou An finally came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay, I just bumped it a little bit and found it to be quite smooth. You go out and prepare the bowls and chopsticks first. I'll be ready soon."
Yu Hang said oh, and without thinking much, he took the bowls and chopsticks out of the kitchen and placed them on the table outside, setting them up conveniently.
When he entered the kitchen again, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
“Ding-ding-dong! Ding-ding-ding! Ding-ding-dong!”
In the kitchen, Zhou An grabbed the handle of the iron pot and held a spatula in the other hand, and was shaking the pot crazily.
Swinging his left hand up and down, Zhou An kept bumping the iron pot up and down, and knocked it heavily on the stove, making a series of continuous sounds.
Zhou An's expression was particularly excited, and his left hand almost became an afterimage.
ˆ【Bianguo+1+1+1+1…】
The vegetables in the iron pot are like fish caught in the waves, flying up and down.
"this…"
Yu Hang was startled, as if he had seen a ghost. He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure that he had opened it in the right way.
Still kept bumping?
The Dian of Dakai Dahe?
Yu Hang said that he has gained a new perspective now.
Looking at Zhou An who was still excitedly stirring the pot, Yu Hang felt that he had to say something, otherwise the food in the pot would be really mushy.
“Lao Zhou, stop, please stop for a moment!” Yu Hang was afraid that the vegetables in the pot would fly out and hit him in the face, so he shouted from a distance.
Zhou An was excited. Watching his proficiency increase little by little, he felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
Suddenly hearing Yu Hang's voice, he turned his head, but his left hand did not stop, still shaking the pot.
“What’s wrong?”
Yu Hang said speechlessly: "It's all burnt, how can I eat it later?"
Zhou An finally reacted.
Just now the proficiency appeared, I was so excited for a moment that I actually got angry on the spot.
Fortunately, although the heat in the dish was a bit too old, it was not burnt. “People get very excited when they come into contact with new things.” Zhou Fang said in a deep voice.
Yu Hang: “…”
Is it considered new to stir-fry the pot?
“It’ll be fine soon.” Zhou An changed the subject expressionlessly.
What I said just now was to cover up my embarrassment.
It was time to have dinner together, and Zhou An did not continue to fuss.
Put the vegetables on the plate and ask Yu Hang to take them out, then stir-fry another plate of vegetables.
Of course, it is indispensable to take the blame easily.
Although I am not very proficient in it yet, at least my proficiency is improving.
Soon, five dishes and one soup were prepared.
Zhou An and Yu Hang were sitting opposite each other.
Yu Hang took a bite of the dish with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction: "Old Zhou, you are good at cooking. It seems that the method I just mentioned is good."
Zhou An also took a bite and found that it was indeed much more delicious than before. It was probably due to the fact that the heat was more evenly distributed when turning the pot.
“Let me have a taste of this meat.” Yu Hang was not polite at all and took another piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
“Lao Zhou, with this skill, you can go out as a cook in the future. Not to mention going to the Ding Shiju in the county, you can also make a living by going to a small restaurant.”
Zhou An smiled and said, "You will study and become an official, and I will work as a cook in a small restaurant?"
“As long as I’m here, one day when I become famous, we will be rich together!” Yu Hang said happily.
“A few peanuts, you’re so drunk, let’s eat some vegetables, eat them first and then talk about it.” Zhou An picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put it into his mouth.
The two of them chatted while eating the meal. They chatted for an hour before slowly finishing the meal.
After eating, according to the old rules, Yu Hang washed the dishes and went home directly.
According to this guy, he has to go back and stay up all night to study hard and try to pass the exam this year, and then he will protect Zhou An.
After watching Yu Hang leave, Zhou An looked at the iron pot in the kitchen and rubbed his hands.
Men are always fond of the new and dislike the old.
With the new skills and the fact that the progress of sword skills has been quite slow, Zhou An set his sights on Dian Guo.
This skill has just gained proficiency, which is a real increase.
“Liver for one night!”
Originally, he planned to sleep for only two hours, but now that he had new skills, Zhou An changed his mind.
It’s okay to miss a day of sleep.
roll!
Hand in on the roll!
Zhou An came to the kitchen, held the handle of the iron pot, and started shaking it.
After a few shakes, he found that his proficiency had not improved. Zhou An thought for a moment and put some leftover vegetables he bought today into the pot.
Without turning on the fire, Zhou An held the handle of the pot and continued to stir it.
【Bump the pot +1】
Familiar text appeared in front of his eyes, Zhou An knew that his guess was correct, and with the speed of a man who had been single for more than 20 years, he began to make quick decisions.
ˆ【Bianguo+1+1+1…】
The continuous text beating brings great satisfaction.
Zhou An only felt soreness in his left arm after he had been bumping for more than a hundred times.
This thing is made of pure iron. It is not only heavy to swing, but also difficult to use force. It can be bumped for more than a hundred times in a row, which is considered good.
Compared with knife skills, it is much more difficult to flip the pot.
Zhou An let go of his hand, and the air in his body automatically flowed to his left arm, and the soreness and weakness just now weakened slightly.
“Is there still such an effect?”
The air flow actually had its own recovery, which was beyond Zhou An's expectation.
Zhou An waited for a while, and the soreness in his left hand completely disappeared. He took the handle of the iron pot again and started shaking it quickly.
Throughout the night, tinkling sounds resounded in the house.
(End of this chapter)
