51 Choosing to Be a Scumbag in Conan Chapter 51 (1/2)

As for the response, it goes without saying that everyone understands.

After Lin Yi took the kitchen knife from Xiaolan's failure, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Lin Yi knew that this feeling was brought about by ingenuity, and matched the effect of elementary cooking.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and the impulse to force him could no longer be controlled.

Throw the kitchen knife upwards, let the kitchen knife rotate three 360-degree circles, and grasp the handle of the knife accurately with the palm.

Let the kitchen knife fall without hesitation.

Chop the ingredients fiercely and separate them quickly and accurately.

The chopping sound of ”Duo Duo Duo” is quite regular, which makes cutting vegetables sound like a different kind of enjoyment.

”Amazing.”

Although he guessed that Lin Yi's knife skills would not be bad, Xiao Lan did not expect his knife skills to be so skillful.

She is a cook. Naturally, it is not easy to divide the ingredients into shapes of the same size. Let alone Lin Yi's quick knife, ordinary chefs can't do it.

”Have you ever practiced specifically?” Xiao Lan couldn't help asking.

”Ok.”

Lin Yi nodded and admitted, without hesitation, he said, ”I worked in an open kitchen before, and what I pay attention to is to let customers see the whole process of food manufacturing... I am mainly responsible for processing the ingredients, think I want to earn more tips, so I worked hard on the knife.”

During the conversation, Lin Yi had already processed the ingredients. After loading them on a plate, he started to work on the next ingredient.

Lin Yi asked Dao Xiaolan: ”Do you often cook in other people's homes?”

”That's not true.”

Xiaolan no longer appreciates Lin Yi's knife skills, she also started to wash the ingredients over there: ”Occasionally a few times, but also to help others to start...So this is the first time I have a spoon in someone's house, and if I don’t do it later, It's delicious... don't mind.”

”Someone cooks for me specially, I am already very grateful.”

Lin Yi said: ”Just because of this intention, I have been satisfied before I eat it.”

Xiaolan was a little embarrassed by Lin Yi: ”If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be scolded by the store manager...Forget it, let's not talk about these unhappy things beforehand.”

The atmosphere is very good. Xiaolan didn’t want to talk about the bad things. She said, ”Do you know? Lin Yi, you are really amazing... Not only can you cook by yourself, but you also cook so delicious. My father is very good at cooking. But I don’t know anything.”

”Then... the most basic hot dishes should be fine? It's not difficult. Just put the dishes in the pot and fry them twice.”

”No, no! Last time when he was warming up the food, he ran to watch TV when he was halfway hot... When I returned home to see, the wooden shovel turned into carbon!”

”...”

”And the last time I went to participate in a three-day karate training camp, he ate instant noodles at home for three days! I really served him.”

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Talking while cooking.

The atmosphere is harmonious, vaguely creating a home atmosphere.

Lin Yi expressed his satisfaction with this.