Warden of Heaven

Chapter 545 This is an ancient secret technique!

Chen Feng rolled his eyes, a little speechless.

"Please, even if I am a fortune teller, you have to let me see the hexagrams, right?"

"I can't even see your face, how can I crack it?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at the crowd watching outside the door.

"I'm not very convenient, can you close the door?"

Chen Feng winked at Ren Feiyang, and Ren Feiyang immediately closed the door.

The girl took off the mask and sunglasses.

"Zhao Ying?"

Chen Feng was surprised immediately, he didn't expect that it was Zhao Ying who came to him for fortune-telling.

"Sorry, I was afraid that my identity would cause crowds to watch, so I covered up my appearance."

"Understood." Chen Feng nodded, public figure, it should be like this.

"Master Chen, you just said that I have a bloody disaster?"

"Can it be cracked?"

Chen Feng took a deep look at Zhao Ying, and saw that there was a faint red light on Zhao Ying's seal, looming.

"Recently, don't go to the southeast."

"After a week, the disaster will resolve itself!"

Southeast direction?

When Zhao Ying heard this, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and a look of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Three days later, it was her mother's memorial day.

She wants to follow her father to visit her mother's grave, and the direction is southeast.

But for some reason, Zhao Ying suddenly felt a deep uneasiness inexplicably.

That's when I came to Chen Feng to calculate good or bad luck.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng actually said that she had a bloody disaster and told her not to go southeast!
In the end, should I trust her?

"Thank you."

Zhao Ying thanked her, put on her mask and sunglasses, and left with a heavy heart.

Seeing this, Chen Feng sighed lightly.

If Zhao Ying could listen to her own words, she would definitely be able to turn danger into good luck.

But if you don't listen, you will die without life.

After Zhao Ying left, Chen Feng also left Tianji Pavilion and returned to Yuhu No.[-].

He practiced until night, and then with a thought, he entered the prison.

"Ok?"

As soon as Chen Feng came in, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

He discovered that the God of Cookery had woken up!

"Father Chen Feng, you are here!"

"Mo Liqing's playing cards is too stinky, change him soon."

"Whoever joins him will lose!"

"We're all going crazy!"

Tieguai Li and Nezha immediately complained to Chen Feng with resentment on their faces.

And Xiaotiangou, lying in front of the tablet computer, stared at the two lions in the picture, and was breeding the race.

Xiaoyuan's eyes were unblinking, shining with excitement, and her saliva was drooling.

"Excitement, how exciting!"

hum!
With a thought, Chen Feng directly blocked these goods.

Then, looking at the God of Cookery with his hands behind his back, he said calmly.

"you're awake?"

The God of Cookery frowned slightly, took a deep look at Chen Feng, and let out a soft breath.

"I have to admit that the food you cook is more delicious than I know."

"Three days of enlightenment is better than a thousand years of practice!"

"But I still have some things that I can't understand, can you enlighten me?"

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth curled up, playing with taste.

"Why, stop scolding me?"

The God of Cookery was taken aback, then shook his head.

"Stop scolding, stop scolding."

"If you hadn't caught me, how could I have a chance of enlightenment?"

Chen Feng just nodded and said casually.

"That's fine, you can ask."

"Excuse me, what technique did you use to make those dishes?"

"Why is it so good in color and fragrance that I covet it just by looking at it?"

"Lick it, the deliciousness hits the soul directly, making people want to stop!" The God of Cookery asked Chen Feng with deep surprise.

With a serious look on his face, he looked like a primary school student who was hungry for knowledge.

"This..." Chen Feng frowned suddenly.

Those dishes are the most common fried dishes in the mortal world, and ordinary chefs can cook them.

What should I say to fool the God of Cookery?
It doesn't matter if Chen Feng frowned, the God of Cookery immediately misunderstood it.

"Master prison officer, I understand, I understand!"

With that said, the God of Cookery took out something, and handed it to Chen Feng with a solemn expression, with reluctance.

"This book of God of Cookery is my lifelong culinary experience, which records 398 techniques and more than 9000 dishes."

"Today, I would like to dedicate it to my lord, and I just ask my lord to help me solve my doubts."

"Oh?" Chen Feng frowned, and looked at the God of Cookery in surprise.

Unexpectedly, this God of Cookery is very good!
I haven't asked him for the protection fee yet, so I took the initiative to pay it first.

Not bad, promising!
"Then, I won't be polite!"

Chen Feng didn't refuse, and reached out to take the God of Cookery Record over.

Afterwards, his face froze, and he said solemnly to the God of Cookery.

"Originally, this method is extremely clever, and I am not going to tell anyone."

"However, seeing your sincerity, I will make an exception today!"

"Listen well, this method is called frying!"

saute?
Hearing this, the God of Cookery couldn't help being taken aback, and then looked at Chen Fengdao blankly.

"My lord, I have studied cooking all my life, and I have heard about all the techniques in the Three Realms."

"But why have you never heard of the technique of speculation?"

Chen Feng put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, and said with displeasure.

"What do you know!"

"This frying method is passed down from the prehistoric era, and it is an ancient secret technique!"

"You, a junior, can know!"

The God of Cookery couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and said in disbelief with a shocked expression.

"This, is this an ancient secret technique? It was passed down from the prehistoric era?!"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked proud.

"No, what do you think!"

The God of Cookery suddenly became excited, his eyes were wild, and he muttered to himself.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

"I just said, why is there such delicious food in the Three Realms!"

"So it turned out to be an ancient secret technique... Eh, that's not right!"

Suddenly, God of Cookery froze for a moment, then turned to Chen Feng and said doubtfully.

"My lord, it's not that there was no fire in ancient times."

"When you eat, you take it directly, and just open your mouth and eat it?"

puff!
Chen Feng was making the God of Cookery proud of himself, he just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect the God of Cookery to say such a word.

"What you see is the surface!"

"If people know about it, is it still called a secret technique?"

Chen Feng continued to talk nonsense with a pretentious face.

Only then did the God of Cookery feel relieved, and nodded as if enlightened.

"So it is."

"I'm here, I've been taught!"

"Is there anything else I want to ask?" Chen Feng looked majestic, but he couldn't help laughing out loud in his heart.

Damn, a buddy who doesn't know how to cook actually limped the God of Cookery in Heaven.

Brother, he is such a genius!

"still have a question!"

The God of Cookery hurriedly stood up straight, looked at Chen Feng nervously, and his breathing became a little short.

I made it up, careless!

Chen Feng suddenly thought something was wrong, he was too proud just now, he really shouldn't have said more!

If the God of Cookery asked a professional question, wouldn't he immediately reveal himself?

"You...you ask!"

Now that Chen Feng regretted it, he could only bite the bullet.

"Excuse me, my lord, when I use the cooking formula to cook, I always have a little stagnation in the No. 18 procedure."

"Even if I try to control it deliberately, I can't avoid it."

"Please tell me, my lord, what is the reason?"

Grass!
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng cursed secretly.

What are you afraid of? How does he ask my brother to answer?

(End of this chapter)