Gourmets of the Heavens

"Wow, it seems that my old beggar came at the right time!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhao Youqian gurgling something in front of the kitchen, and a faint fragrance wafted out, making the visitors look surprised.

And Zhao Youqian looked at the person in surprise.

"Qi Gong, you are here today! Don't say it, I haven't seen you for a while!"

Dressed in rags and patchwork clothes, Hong Qigong's complexion seemed to be a little better than before, as if something good had finally happened.

"That's embarrassing!"

"I haven't got the recipe I promised the shop manager for so long, and the old beggar is shameful. No matter how cheeky he is, the old beggar will feel ashamed of himself!"

Hearing what Hong Qigong said, Zhao Youqian's eyes lit up.

"So, you already got that recipe?"

One must know that Zhao Yougan has been obsessed with the cooking skills of Hong Qigong's apprentice Huang Rong for a long time, but Hong Qigong still hasn't gotten it.

Although he gradually forgot about it later, it is definitely impossible to say that he has no regrets.

"Hey, otherwise I am always a beggar, how can I have the face to come to beg for food again?"

Hong Qigong threw a book-like thing wrapped in silk cloth at Zhao Youqian, but when it was about to fall in front of Zhao Youqian, he just slowed down the falling speed so that ordinary people could easily take it off.

Such exquisite strength control, if it falls in his original world, I'm afraid it will attract bursts of applause.

But to Zhao Youqian, he doesn't care about this kind of trick at all, on the contrary, the recipe that falls in front of him is really the most important.

First, he stretched out his hand to take off the silk bag, and put it next to the stove.

Just at this time, the things boiled in his pot have already appeared small bubbles, reaching the level of cooking.

He quickly turned off the fire, took out the boiled sticky things and put them into an iron basin, and then put the iron basin in a large basin with ice cubes to cool it down.

Then Zhao Youqian wiped his hands, opened the silk bag beside the stove, and saw a rice paper book that was obviously bound by hand inside.

It seems that there is still some ink fragrance that has not completely dissipated, which made Zhao Youqian shaken before he opened it. Looking at the cover of the book again, the big characters of "Peach Blossom Food Record" are written on it. There is a stubbornness in the beauty, but it is It also reflects Huang Rong's thoughts at the moment.

Can't wait to open it, the first page is actually a table of contents, what kind of dishes are written on it, on which pages can be found, Zhao Youqian can't help feeling the carefulness of this senior Huang Rong.

"Flower cooked quail, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed with Jiangyao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, fried roe deer leg"

"And the jade flute who listens to Luomei and the twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night!"

Showing a look of surprise, Zhao Youqian quickly flipped through the pages of these two really famous dishes, looking at the delicate handwriting on them, presumably the person who wrote it must have had a long time no see relaxed mood.

"Huh? Mandarin Duck and Five Treasures? You always let Senior Huang Rong restore this dish?"

Hearing Zhao Youqian's question, Hong Qigong looked surprised. He didn't expect that Huang Rong would still have such thoughts, thinking that his apprentice was already a mother, and she wanted to help her husband and drag the beggar gang. It is enough to show filial piety if you can spend your energy to restore the dishes that your master likes to eat.

Hong Qigong, who had become less and less temperamental towards Huang Rong these years and felt somewhat lost, suddenly recalled that time.

sighed.

"The old beggar doesn't know about this, she must want the shop manager to help her to be filial."

"Speaking of which, she and Jing'er have been sticking to Xiangyang all these years, but the old beggar is living in different places. It's hard for these two children!"

For some unknown reason, Hong Qigong stood up, turned around a few times, and then sat down again.

"Oh, but the imperial court is hopeless, manpower is sometimes poor!"

Zhao Yougan didn't care about these things. Anyway, it's none of his business as a chef. After looking at the recipe in his hand for a while, he realized that this series of dishes is not as undemanding as he thought. As long as the chef takes care You can learn it by working hard.

For example, on a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridges, if it wasn't for some special skills, how could it be possible to dig the tofu into balls and put them in the ham safely?

The ingenuity required here is much more difficult than outsiders can see.

An old man was thinking about how to help his two apprentices, and a young man was fascinated by the recipe in his hand. At this moment, neither of them spoke, and the time passed quickly.

The paste cooled in the ice cube basin gradually turned into something like a transparent pudding.

At this moment, the wind chimes sounded again, waking up both of them who had fallen into their own worlds.

"Hey! Manager, look what good things I brought today!"

A voice full of vigor sounded, before the person came in, the luster on the shiny teeth had already shone, Zhao Youqian couldn't open his eyes.

'Boom! '

A heavy voice sounded, Zhao Youqian rubbed his eyes that were almost blinded, and when he looked over again, he found a very huge wild boar, almost bigger than the average adult cow, just like that fell to the ground .

"Is this a wild boar? It looks really big!"

A strong smell of wild goods came out, and Hong Qigong was amazed to see such a huge guy.

You must know that in their world, if there is such a big guy somewhere, even the average first-class players in the world may not be able to take it down.

This kid, who looked a little funny, was easily beaten to death when the food was delivered.

It can only be said that each world has different characteristics, and it has been very different from the very beginning, at least he has never sensed the chakra in this kid's mouth.

"Xiao Li, you brought such a big guy here, didn't you think about removing the fur and internal organs in advance? I can handle it, but the smell in this small restaurant can't go away in a day!"

Zhao Youqian stroked his head, feeling a headache.

The person who came was naturally Locke Li from Naruto World. Although the things he brought before were of little value, they were still useful.

But then he started to bring some weird things.

Snacks, snacks, forget it, let other diners, or Zhao Yougan taste the taste of other worlds, it is also a surprise.

But occasionally before he came in, he brought in some things that couldn't come in at all, and before he came in, things were sent back directly.

However, Zhao Youqian probably also understands that such a place is an opportunity for Locke Li, and it is impossible for Konoha's persecuted delusions to do nothing. Fuck off.

This allowed Rock Li to come here freely without disturbing the Tiantian Pavilion.

At this time, I don't know what kind of madness Rock Li has gone, actually thinking of getting such a huge wild boar in.

Hearing Zhao Youqian's question, Li Luoke could only scratch his head, he really forgot this