entertainment teacher

Chapter 196 Monster Meat

"What are you talking about?" Fang Xie was a little confused when he heard what the big watch pot said.

"This little girl has anorexia." Bu Xing explained in a low voice.

"Does that have anything to do with your breakthrough?" Fang Jie still didn't understand.

"It is recorded in the book that when you go to the seventh level in different paths, you will have different promotions, and martial arts will condense your own soul phantom."

"The eight main streams of the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song and music in Wenxiu will all condense the law of heaven and earth."

"As for the other ways in Wenxiu, although they can't condense the soul and the law, they can condense the heart of the Tao."

"And the role of this Taoist heart is to strengthen one's own mind. The understanding of one's own skills will be improved to a higher level, and it can be insightful. Take the cooking Taoist as an example, it can turn decay into magic and process all the ingredients in the world. , even if the ingredients are poisonous, they can be easily resolved."

Step shape explained slowly.

"Brother Mo means that he thinks that I have broken through level seven, so I can make delicious food that even anorexics can eat."

"So that's the case." Li Ruoyu nodded.

"I'm really sorry, I still haven't broken through that step." Bu Xing apologized slightly to Mo Wuyan.

"Then this table of dishes?" Mo Wuyan's heart turned cold for a moment, but when he saw the clean dishes on the table, some hope rose in his heart.

Bu Xing looked at his teacher and saw Fang Jie shaking his head towards Bu Xing with a smile, meaning don't say anything.

Not understanding what these two people meant at all, Mo Wuyan said nervously: "Stop playing charades, tell me quickly!"

"Would you believe me if I said that I did all of this?" Fang Jie spread his hands.

"Don't be kidding, I know you roast chicken wings well, but when it comes to cooking, how can you do it!" Mo Wuyan obviously didn't believe it, Fang Jie's skill in roasting chicken wings was really good, several times He almost broke his ten-year Xuanbing Kungfu, and was about to rush down to grab the chicken wings, but he held back in the end.

"Then I can't help it." Fang Jie said helplessly.

"Master, this?!" Mo Wuyan turned his gaze to Bu Xing.

"Little Momo, is it delicious?" Fang Jie put his head in front of Momo and asked.

"Delicious!" Mo Mo smiled with his eyes turning into crescent moons.

"Then will my brother do a good job for you in the future?" Fang Jie said softly.

"Okay!" Mo Mo nodded vigorously.

"Brother Fang...he wants it too!" Fatty moved his big face closer.

"roll!"

Is it possible that these dishes were really made by Fang Jie?

Looking at the commotion on the table, an incredible idea came to Mo Wuyan's mind. Of course, this incredible idea was what he thought.

"Okay, stop making trouble, drink the soup first, it won't taste good when it's cold!" Fang Jie said seriously, this Buddha Jumping Wall was made by himself with 'hard work', so drink it while it's hot.

Mo Wuyan was still thinking about this inexplicable idea in his mind, and unconsciously picked up the small bowl in front of him.

"Will it be a solution?

If it wasn't Fang Jie, could it be that fat man?
Li Ruoyu?Impossible, it has never been rumored that the imperial princess can cook!
Could it be that he is still Master Bu?But Master Bu denied it!

By the way, this soup is delicious... wait, let me have another bite. "

Mo Wuyan picked up the small bowl again, and took a sip of the soup. He felt that there was something wrong with his posture for drinking the soup, so he picked up the small bowl again, and took another sip.

Still wrong, you shouldn't smack your mouth when drinking soup, Mo Wuyan picked up the small bowl again...

The small bowl of soup was gradually consumed, but Mo Wuyan continued to repeat the action of drinking the soup, as if the soup in the bowl could not be finished...

When the taste in his mouth had faded, Mo Wuyan woke up from his intoxication. It should be said that he was awakened by the fat man's voice.

"One bowl, another bowl! Brother Fang, give me another bowl!" The fat man stretched out the bowl in his hand and said.

"You've already drank half a jar, how about a bowl?" Fang Jie said angrily.

While everyone was savoring the taste of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, the fat man poured his own bowl into his mouth in one gulp, then lightly picked up the wine jar on the table, one bowl after another Pour it into your mouth...

Seeing Fang Jie guarding the jar in his hand, the fat man snorted coldly: "Do you still think of me as a brother?"

"Inappropriate!" Fang Jie also snorted coldly.

"Then you go to die!" The fat man melted his claws with one hand, and a huge gluttonous claw rushed straight at Fang Jie.

"Be careful!" Li Ruoyu yelled in shock, she couldn't understand why the well-behaved fat man suddenly attacked Fang Jie.

"Teacher!" Bu Xing was also startled.

"Big table pot, catch it!" Fang Jie threw the jar in his hand at Mo Wuyan, and glanced at the fat man with disdain.

The Taotie Giant Claw stopped less than a centimeter away from Fang Jie. Facing this huge murderous weapon, Fang Jie's eyes were full of disdain.

"Do you think I'm scared?"

"Damn it!" The fat man, who had seen through his intentions, cursed directly, retracted his giant claws, but rolled his eyes...

Just when the fat man was about to make another small move, a huge Xuanbing sword was directly placed on his neck.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Looking at Mo Wuyan holding the jar in one hand and the Xuanbing Sword in the other, feeling the chill from the Xuanbing Sword, the fat man's face was full of bitterness...

After meal.

"Lao Bu, do you really want to accept this young man as your teacher?" Bu Xing's friend, the old man in front of him, asked.

"Old Chen, you also know that my road is not easy to walk, and a hope finally appears in front of me, how can I not grasp it." Bu Xing affirmed.

Chen Shiming was silent for a while and sighed: "It would be great if nothing happened in [-]."

"It's useless to talk too much. You have seen the power of my teacher. That bowl of soup, which is as light as clear water, is all made of ordinary ingredients, but it has the effect comparable to third-level ingredients!" Bu Xing appeared in his eyes. A little worship.

"That bowl of soup... was indeed the most delicious soup I have ever tasted in my life. Unfortunately... I only had one bowl." Chen Shiming said regretfully.

"It's good to be able to drink until you drink it. Didn't you see that so many people were envious of you at that time!" Bu Xing joked.

"Yes, yes! In the future, Lao Bu, you will really be promoted to the Master Chef, but don't forget me!" Chen Shiming said with a smile.

"Of course!"

Star chefs can be called small chefs. In roadside restaurants, the chefs are basically these star chefs. The small chefs can handle some simple monster meat, such as the lowest level of violent pigs and toothy rabbits. wait……

Month-level chefs are called chefs. In some high-end star-rated hotels, these chefs can handle some good-level ingredients very well, such as the snake soup made by the sixth-level five-flowered snake, the seventh-level phoenix sparrow, etc... Not only can it be processed, but it can also retain the essence of the monster meat. After being eaten by the chef, the monster meat can be better absorbed by the body, enhance physical fitness, and increase the operation of Dao Seal. This is better than taking drugs. It's even better to come!

It's a medicine that's three-part poison, but there's no such restriction when it comes to food. As long as you can eat it, you can absorb it...

(End of this chapter)