Chapter: 208
They looked over, and everyone else looked over out of curiosity.
Zhang Han turned on the induction cooker very quickly and began to heat up the milk.
At the same time, the right hand pulled out the kitchen knife from the knife holder, and the left hand synchronously placed four chopped green onions on the cutting board.
"Bang bang bang..."
There was a very hasty sound, and the light of the knife was alluring. In just two seconds, a few scallions were chopped.
Zhang Han directly threw the kitchen knife upwards.
This scene made everyone's hearts jump!
what? Throw a kitchen knife? no more?
But the next scene made people gasp.
After the kitchen knife spun twice in the air, the knife was inserted directly into the knife slot.
"Ohmygod." Zhao Dahu opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in surprise, "It's the first time I've seen such a skill."
"This is too powerful." Liang Mengqi's eyes widened: "Wow, the boss is really getting more and more handsome."
"Mom." Sun Dongheng said excitedly: "See, is it awesome? Haha, Mom, let me tell you, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg. The boss is amazing, unimaginable!"
Among them, only Yu Qingqing and Zhao Feng had deep eyes.
"He..." Zhao Feng was once again shocked by Zhang Han's skills: "I still underestimated the strength of the boss. Just by this hand, it shows that his control of power and the accuracy of angles have reached the pinnacle. It's so terrifying, hey, I thought I could last a minute in a fight with him, but I didn't expect the boss to be telling the truth, one move is enough for him to face me."
It wasn't just them, the six people sitting at the small white dining table were also amazed.
In their amazed words, Zhang Han has already started to cook egg fried rice with two woks.
The wok is not light, and there is so much rice in it, it is a bit heavy, but the wok feels very light in Zhang Han's hands, and the boss is constantly stirring the rice in the wok.
Add a range of seasonings.
In three minutes, the egg fried rice comes out of the pan.
Zhang Han made a meal for himself and Mengmeng, and placed it on the round dining table. Needless to say, the others were already queuing up to serve the meal.
When Mengmeng sat at the dining table and saw the lonely egg fried rice, Mengmeng said in a milky voice:
"Papa, uh... why is there still only rice, Mengmeng wants to eat the dishes made by Papa, want to eat... that... that long eggplant, and, and... ..I want to eat all the dishes Papa cooks."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing, Zhao Dahu, and Zhao Feng, who had tasted the dishes, all lit up. They looked at Mengmeng and swallowed subconsciously.
"Okay, then dad will cook for you at night." Zhang Han said with a smile.
"Okay, papa is the best, don't you?" Mengmeng kissed Zhang Han across the air, making Zhang Han smile all over his face.
Of course, the four people on the back side also had smiles on their faces. They looked at each other and laughed happily, saying a word in their hearts:
"Mengmeng is so nice, Mengmeng is the best, hey little princess, talk more about this in the future..."
Everyone knows by heart that their hundred and thousand sentences are not as good as Mengmeng's few words.
They even felt that as long as Mengmeng spoke, it didn't matter if it was flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, but the boss would get his daughter any delicious food!