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Chapter 34 Does the mud in heaven come with fertilizer?

The sun has begun to become more and more intense, shining brightly on the ground. After standing outside for a long time, you can feel the burning of your skin. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but judging from the continuous flow of people pouring into the building, Indeed, more and more people come in to use the air conditioner.

Qin Fen closed the dialog with Yuelao. As for how the golden beard Taoist would deal with him, he didn't care. This move of his was a dangerous move. Maybe, once the other party knew about it, it would add fuel to the flames. It was probably unexpected. fell into his own trap.

It's up to people to make things happen, and since it's impossible to predict the variables, Qin Fen no longer struggles. To put it bluntly, a dead fellow is not a poor fellow, and the buddy's 2000 merits have already been credited.

Boom, the head of God of Cookery trembled.

"Shangxian, just now Yuelao sent a message asking me to prepare a banquet, this time with roast duck? I don't think it's very good, but ordinary dishes may not be attractive, so I'm not sure."

This is because I am tired of eating recently, no matter how good things are, I can't help but eat them every day.

"You can make hot pot." Qin Fen mentioned, there is no banquet that can bring the atmosphere closer than this.

hot pot?The God of Cookery frowned again, what kind of pot is this?

"Dare to ask Shangxian, what kind of pot is hot pot? How does it look like? Is it difficult to make? Is the material rare? Is it troublesome to make?" God of Cookery waited quietly. Hot pot, it sounds like a high-end product. The magic weapon of attributes.

"If it's Samadhi real fire, it's a bit difficult." The God of Cookery muttered.

What the hell is Samadhi True Fire!Qin Fen's face darkened. This must be another cognition gap. He immediately gave a general introduction to the method and appearance of the hot pot.

The God of Cookery suddenly realized, "It turns out that you are talking about antique soup, Shangxian. But there are more common folk soups, so I'm afraid it's a bit impolite."

Antique soup?Qin Fen understood that this probably appeared earlier in ancient times and had a name.

"Excuse me? No, no, no, you use bamboo sticks to string up the ingredients, and then sort them into categories. You can get what you want to eat, and you can burn your own. Don't use a small pot, just ask for a big one, so that the atmosphere is good, and it is easy to talk. Let's get a lot of food and clothing."

living comfortably without anybody's help?The God of Cookery has a black line on his forehead, it would be great if this group of uncles could cook, but when I think about it, it’s true that eating while doing it yourself is much more enjoyable, skewering it with bamboo sticks, and the food put in is also delicious. It won't disperse, this idea is really the finishing touch, at least I can't think of it.

"Thank you, Shangxian, I understand. Senior has profound knowledge about food, and I respect him. I hope that I will not hesitate to teach you in the future." But in terms of professional knowledge, it is different to inspire him and guide him. As a top person in the industry, he believes in the master as a teacher.

Hey, since there was hot pot before, then Qin Fen is not stupid, so I will play a variant for you and let Chuan Chuan Mala Tang invade the Heavenly Court.

Qin Fen felt an inexplicable sense of joy when he thought of the scene where all the gods were holding a stick and boiling it in a pot.

Sun Yating was not here all day today, and seemed to be busy with her personal affairs. Once there was no backbone, the pace of the whole store seemed to slow down a few beats, making Qin Fen a dead dog.

After getting off work, a few apprentices immediately gathered together, saying that they were going out to eat, not in the store, and to find a better food stall to drink and drink. How could Qin Fen have such thoughts, he could hardly lift his hands, and directly paid fifty Followers, flashed.

As soon as Qin Fen got home, without further ado, he pulled out a hair from the refrigerator and took a bite.

Walking out of the room, it was night, and the moon was covered by clouds in the sky. When he opened the sack on the big plastic basin, Qin Fen's eyes straightened. Good guy, although the bean sprouts grow fast, it's not like taking hormones. yes.

He took a step forward, squatted on the side, and compared it with his hands. They have sprouted, and they are growing gratifyingly. They have already grown to a finger length. The buds on the head are not completely healed, but it is time to harvest. It's almost old for a while.

Bean sprouts usually grow quickly. Qin Fen made it when he was a child. At that time, his family didn't have much money, so it was relatively easy to do this. But what's the situation now?
Pulling out a few roots, Qin Fen turned around and walked into the house, rinsed them, cooked a bag of vermicelli, added seasonings, and threw the bean sprouts into it.

Picking up a little bit with chopsticks, I quietly looked at the plump mung bean sprouts.

"Does the mud in the heavens come with its own fertilizer? I just don't know, how does it taste when things grow on this earth?" Qin Fen muttered to himself. He followed the path of the novel completely. Isn't it often said in the article that products produced by Tianjie must be high-quality goods?What is planted is to be distributed.

Since he doesn’t know, let’s have a look, so he has such a plan from the beginning, maybe he can set up a farmhouse or a farm in the future. Anyway, now that we have the materials and cooking skills, we can work together.

Taking a bite and putting it in his mouth, Qin Fen chewed slowly, then glared sharply. It was delicious. It was sweeter than ordinary bean sprouts. The taste was a bit weird, not a familiar taste to the public, it seemed to have a smear.

These bean sprouts are likely to absorb the faint spiritual energy, or fairy energy, because of the mud in the heaven. They eat it in their mouths, as if breathing the fresh air of nature. After swallowing it, the whole person is a little floating. , not taking --- drugs, but a kind of relaxation and tranquility.

It makes people feel calm, relaxed and happy, and very refreshing. No wonder the tastes of those goods in Tianting are more tricky. It turns out that they have developed such a eating habit early in the morning. In the past, it only provided a relatively new method, otherwise the God of Cookery must be finished.

This is very high-end at the source.

Looking at the bean sprouts in the bowl, Qin Fen ate it up after a few mouthfuls, and then turned around to eat noodles and drink, which was a few times worse.

"According to the routine of the novel, I should promote the market next." Qin Fen chuckled, this is no pressure for him, and he himself works in a restaurant, but he decided to take a card for this amount, although Bean sprouts are worthless and grow quickly, but he understands the reason why rare goods can be lived in. Anyway, in a word, they can't be sold for the price of cabbage.

Coupled with the craftsmanship of God of Cookery, Qin Fen is happy, he is not selling ingredients, he can sell dishes, bean sprouts are not valuable, yes, his chef Qin Fen's craftsmanship is valuable, hey, what he plays is high-end atmosphere.

"I am looking forward to the connection with Heaven more and more, Pantao, when will I be able to get what I want?"

(End of this chapter)