Cultivation of a Foodie God [Holographic Online Game]

The red pepper and minced meat are put into the pot, and they are wrapped in a red coat. The white and tender tofu has a completely new look. All exude the sweet and spicy aroma of red sauce...

Sprinkle salt and cover the pot again, and there is a muffled sound of cooking like drums.The bean fragrance that belongs to beans floats out through the gap between the pot lids.

Ke Bei's face changed slightly, and he sniffed the fragrance greedily a few times before straightening his face.

The gravy of the minced meat has been immersed in the sauce and blended into one, with the unique aroma of chili, which instantly emptied Ke Bei's hungry stomach.

Ke Bei had risen to a level where he didn't need to eat early in the morning. He usually drank a bottle of potion refined by an alchemist when he returned to blue.

The shallots and garlic were cut into small pieces by Song Chi on the chopping board. His knife speed was not fast, not because of the weight of the knife, but because the knife skill was not good enough. His knife skill was still in the introductory stage. If it weren't for this full moon knife with a As a result, I am afraid that Song Chi's speed with ordinary kitchen knives is not as fast as it is now.

The lid of the pot was shaken by the spray of steam, Song Chi lifted the lid with his big hand, and white mist filled with fragrance rushed towards his face.

The minced meat has completely absorbed the color of the red sauce, blending with the red sauce, and the white tofu is shining with the luster of the gravy left by the minced meat...

Put it into a white porcelain plate, sprinkle a little bit of green on top of the red, and the originally vulgar color scheme is pleasing to the eye at this time.

Resisting the heat, he placed it on the long table, and the heat from the white porcelain plate spread to Song Chi's fingers. Song Chi's skin was so thin that it was really hot.

Subconsciously pinching the earlobe to reduce the heat, "I'm burnt to death."

The rice in the other pot was cooked just right, and the rice fragrance wafted from the lid of the pot. Even Ke Beiyi knew that the rice was ready.

"The rice is ready!"

"Don't worry, I'll get it."

Ke Bei couldn't bear to see Song Chi getting so hot. Before Song Chi could say anything, he put a big black pot on the long table, and the black spots that had been burned for many years on the bottom of the pot were perfectly printed on it.

The iron pot is really hot... Ke Bei concealed his embarrassment.

It wasn't until he was sitting opposite Song Chi that he realized...Song Chi looked at him with a mentally retarded expression.

Slightly puzzled, but still with a cold and paralyzed face, "Can I eat it?"

Song Chi didn't dare to spit out bad things about other people's high-level people on their territory.

"OK OK."

Holding two bowls of rice with a rice spoon, the meaning of complaining in my heart is endless. This Ke Beiyi is not only facial paralyzed but also mentally retarded!Whose food is served out of an iron pot, they are all served in bowls, wow!

Mi Xiang fluttered on Song Chi's face with the warm mist, and Song Chi instantly became more refreshed, good rice!

Every grain of rice is very plump, crystal clear, soft and sticky together like thousands of fine beads, smooth and translucent, and the elegant rice fragrance is full of the youth of rice.

Ke Bei brought a bowl of rice early in the morning. The first bite was not the rice in the bowl, but a plate of minced meat tofu on the table.

The minced meat tofu was still steaming, taking advantage of the heat, Ke Bei dug a spoonful of the mouth, and the hot sauce instantly occupied the mouth, and the overbearing thick oily red sauce lingered between the lips and teeth involuntarily, rushing into the spicy taste It rushed in like a volcanic eruption, and the tofu was still condensed with its own juice, and the hotter it was, the more spicy it was.

What's wonderful is the fresh bean aroma and undetectable sweetness brought by the minced meat mixed with the sauce.

Ke Beiyi finally understands why Song Chi cooks a pot of rice. The minced meat tofu is poured on the rice. With the rice in the mouth, the elastic rice grains seem to dance with the torrent of sauce in the mouth. The tofu seems to be mixed with the sauce. It melts into one body and then enters the stomach, and the taste of the minced meat is doubled when you accidentally eat the rice.

A bowl of rice fell into my stomach, and I consciously filled another bowl.

Song Chi swallowed a mouthful of rice, and looked at Ke Beiyi dumbfounded, "You eat so fast!? I haven't even finished half a bowl!"

Looking at the dishes in front of him again, Ke Beiyi had eaten most of them, and the feeling of grievance slowly fermented in his heart.

From the corner of his eye, Ke Bei saw the corners of Song Chi's red mouth unconsciously curled up, but he didn't answer Song Chi's surprise.

Song Chi stared at Ke Beiyi, hoping to let him know with his eyes that he should eat less of these three words.

However, he later found out that Ke Beiyi's way of eating...was so elegant.

This is not his illusion, every bite of Ke Beiyi is big, but it is like a small bridge and flowing water.

Really lost!He, Song Chi, was convinced by this pretense!

Not daring to show weakness, he gobbled it up. The minced meat tofu made by Ma De is really delicious!

Soon, the minced meat tofu in front of me was wiped out, and there was only half a pot of rice left.

Song Chi insisted on stuffing down two bowls of rice, because it was too spicy, but it was so spicy and refreshing.What surprised him was that Ke Beiyi ate four bowls!Four bowls!I thought he looked skinny with only bones left, but I didn't expect him to be so edible.

Ke Bei took out a square towel from his pocket and wiped his lips, "Would you like to be the chef here?"

With a paralyzed face and a toneless attitude, of course he would not agree!He also wants to go back to the restaurant to be his hands-off shopkeeper!

"Of course I..."

Song Chi pretended to think, and looked at Ke Beiyi's expression secretly with his chin in his hand. Seeing that he couldn't observe anything, he said, "Of course I don't want to! I've thought about it a long time ago! I'll go back when I'm full from this meal." Continue to open my small restaurant! Who will be your cook!"

Ke Bei's eyes became sly, "Will you pay me?"

"......of course not!"

"Eight thousand gold coins a month."

"That's it!"

Song Chi's numbers are not small!Although his restaurant makes a lot of money, it is only profitable after the cost is removed. Now that he can earn [-] gold coins, he is already happy to the sky.

As soon as Ke Bei spit out a number, he thought that if he thought it was too small, he would slowly increase it, but he didn't expect that he was a real little money fan.

"Then... how many meals do you make every day?" Song Chi asked Ke Beiyi cautiously. Now that Ke Beiyi is his big benefactor, he should make a good offering.

"About three to 400 people." Song Chi was shocked when he said the number lightly and calmly.

It's a big fog, the amount of labor is really not small, he doesn't need to waste his time for money.

Seeing the intention of retreating in Song Chi's eyes, he added, "Eight thousand gold coins is the basic salary, you can decide how much a meal sells for."

Ke Bei stroked the long sleeves of his white clothes and stood up, then paused just as he was about to go out.

"Stay."

The cold but magnetic voice lightly opened the three characters, and the bell ringing like empty was clear.

In just a split second, Ke Beiyi disappeared again.

He couldn't resist this condition... It seemed that he was taking another step towards marrying a girl and making a fortune.

Ding--

Congratulations to the player for lighting up, minced meat tofu, currently elementary.