The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

But Feng Maolin didn't know it at the time, he thought his daughter had lit up some dark cooking skills.

Later, after Feng Chuyue's death, she was reincarnated into the realm of comprehension by accident, and became a medical practitioner of the mysterious medical school. She also tried to cook by herself.

But it's very strange that she can refine alchemy and medicine to produce a particularly good medicine, and the medicine's properties are even [-]% higher than those refined by other people.

But once cooking, it's like a different person immediately.

Although the dishes made look very beautiful, it is really fatal to eat.

No one will find it delicious.

Fortunately, Shimen doesn't need a little girl to cook at all.

Feng Chuyue never entered the kitchen again.

In her space, there is never a shortage of all kinds of delicious and fun things in the cultivation world, all of which are found for her by the brothers and sisters with great effort.

We all know that Junior Sister can't cook, so everyone is afraid that she will be hungry, so they keep stuffing her with food.

Even the little uncle cooked for Feng Chuyue.

"Second Miss, get out, please!"

The head chef's terrified voice brought Feng Chuyue back from memory to reality.

Looking at the chef's bitter melon-like expression, she really wanted to laugh.

"Then what, head chef, I'm not here to cook."

"Then who are you?"

The head chef looked at the big bag of herbs in Feng Chuyue's hand, and couldn't hide the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

So, he thought of another possibility: "Could it be that you want to poison!"

Well, after several years, Second Miss has become more straightforward.

The corner of Feng Chuyue's mouth twitched, she just felt that the head chef was very good at brainstorming.

"I..." Feng Chuyue almost didn't roll her eyes, "I just want to use the kitchen, don't worry, I won't cook!"

The head chef was a little suspicious, but then he seemed to think of something: "I see, miss wants to make medicine for madam, right?"

What a good boy with filial piety, don't be filial next time.

"I'm not..." It seems that the resistance to refining medicine at home is not small.

"Don't boil the medicine, let me come. Later, I will personally explain to my wife what Second Miss thinks."

"Madam is an open-minded person, and I certainly won't think you have no filial piety just because you didn't cook the medicine yourself."

On the contrary, Madam will have the idea of ​​surviving the disaster.

"I don't need you, I'll do it myself, you all go out."

"Chef, this medicine is for experimentation, not for my mother. You can rest assured."

Do an experiment?

The head chef's expression became even more frightened.

The second lady is a liberal arts student!

Is she crazy?

"Then..." the head chef decided to settle for the next best thing, "Can I observe your experiment process?"

Feng Chuyue could tell at a glance what the chubby head chef was thinking.

So she unceremoniously used cleverness to push him out of the kitchen: "No, it's all said to be an experiment, how can the experimental data be known to others?"

"I don't know anything about experiments, and I will never disclose your experimental data." The head chef was about to cry.

The reason why he took this job was not because he loved Feng Chuyue's family deeply, nor was he pursuing a high salary.

Instead, Feng's kitchen is spacious enough to give him room to play.

The more this happened, the less he wanted the kitchen to be ruined by Feng Chuyue.

Although the villa has another small kitchen for the servants to cook, it is completely different from the big kitchen here.

A mature cook should not be afraid of strong...power in order to keep his own territory.

The word Quan was still spinning in her mind, Feng Chuyue had already closed the kitchen door in front of the head chef.

No matter how the head chef knocked on the door outside, Feng Chuyue would not open it.

Moreover, she said harsh words: "Chef, if you knock on the door again, you will be fired!"

When Feng Chuyue said this, the head chef was really shocked.

He didn't dare to keep knocking on the door, but he stood in front of the kitchen door and wept silently.

Honor my dying domain!

Another servant pulled the chef's clothes to persuade him: "Don't be sad, maybe the second lady is serious this time?"

The previous time, they were more inclined to play a prank on the second lady.

What happened to a prankster blowing up the kitchen?

The Feng family is rich, our second young lady can afford it!

"It's because she looks serious that I'm afraid."

The head chef waved his hand, forget it, others don't understand his sadness.

Feng Chuyue didn't understand either.

She is handling these medicinal materials herself. There are not only traditional Chinese medicines in the medicinal materials, but also other things that can be used as medicine. It is relatively difficult to handle.

After all the materials were processed, there was a strong smell of medicine in the kitchen.

"Mom, is she really brewing medicine?"

The head chef looked through the almost gapless kitchen door, though he couldn't see anything.

But the smell came out, at least there was no paste.

At the beginning, the smell of the medicine was a bit unpleasant, but afterward, everyone could smell a scent of medicine.

Feng Chuyue poured one bowl of the boiled concoction into the pressure cooker.

She hadn't read the instruction manual of the pressure cooker, and the final result was that the pressure cooker exploded with a "bang".

The kitchen suffers again!

An alarm sounded in the kitchen, and the head chef broke into the door with someone.

Everyone looked at the messy kitchen and felt that it was so.

Feng Chuyue?

She forgot that she was not very good at using a pressure cooker.

There is no alchemy furnace here, she just wants to use the pressure cooker to refine the elixir, but now it seems that this operation is still a bit difficult.

So, Feng Chuyue found the head chef with the other two concoctions.

"I want to refine the concoction into pills, do you think a pressure cooker can do it?"

The head chef looked at the dark concoction inside: "I think we still need to find a professional for this."

Although he didn't know the effect of this medicine, the chef looked at Feng Chuyue as if he was watching a film of a mischievous little girl.

Didn't take her words to heart at all.

Come on, she knew it was impossible to make medicine at home.

Fortunately, she is outside and has a small apartment. If you blow up the kitchen at home, you will be taken care of, but blowing up the apartment...

Feng Chuyue and Gao Xing asked for help.

My own apartment still hurts a bit after being blown up, let Xing Xing find her a place.

I was happy to be contacted, but I didn't ask her why she did this kind of thing.

According to Feng Chuyue's request, he found a place for her.

It is also said that if a pressure cooker is used here, even if it explodes, the loss will not be large.

Feeling relieved now, Feng Chuyue took apart the pressure cooker Gao Xing had just bought, read the instructions, and studied it carefully.

The second time, the pressure cooker did not explode, but the refined pills still failed.

So, she started the third time.

For the third time, she thought she would not succeed, but gradually, a scent of medicine came from the pressure cooker.

"This is?" Gao Xing wondered whether she had succeeded or not.

But the scent of the medicine became stronger and stronger, and he didn't see the pills until Feng Chuyue opened the pressure cooker.

There is more than one grain, how did you do it?