Urban Fashion Cultivation

Bellok still knows the importance of something. This man's father has repeatedly told him not to offend him. He quickly put away the surprise, turned sideways to invite the man to come in, and greeted: " You are Mr. Tiffany, right? I am Belloc, Ethan Stuart Belloc, please come in quickly, this, my father will inform you shortly, there are still friends at home, Mr. Tiffany doesn't mind, right?"

Tiffany was very satisfied with his understanding. After the men behind him pushed him into the door, he let go of his hands, bowed his body, and went straight away. He quickly merged into the night. His vigorous movements made Belloc's pupils slightly Shrinking, Tiffany used the automatic button on the wheelchair to control it, and followed Belloc into the room without looking outside, "I don't mind, I'm the one who took the liberty."

Belloc smiled cautiously: "How come, you can come to Bishe, and Bishe is full of splendor..."

Tiffany interrupted him and asked, "Is someone cooking?" Even if he had eaten all kinds of delicacies from all over the world, he could hardly hold back the rich aromas.

He made great efforts to avoid swallowing his saliva, thinking to himself, where did the Belloc family find such a skilled cook?Try digging a corner in a while...

Entering the living room, looking around, he only saw a strange oriental man. He had seen a picture of this man before, so he should be that class Chong.When Banchong heard Belloc say that the person was quite a person, he naturally wouldn't just sit there and wait in a big way. He stood up and took a step to meet Tiffany. "Hi, I'm Fantasy. , Belloc's friend." His English name is Fantasy, and many people can guess who his idol is as soon as they hear this title, which is a standard idiot behavior.

Tiffany smiled and shook hands with him, and he looked back at Belloc with slight doubts, "Only this one?"

Belloc shook his head quickly, "No, there is another one, he is today's chef, he is busy in the kitchen, his name is Fan-Zhi-Lan, he doesn't seem to like people disturbing him while cooking, so, We were all kicked out. However, his cooking skills must be amazing! God, I can’t help it!” It’s really touching, the power of love is so great, and the Chinese name is so hard to pronounce, but he is also deeply moved. It is printed in my mind, and I can accurately retell it!

Tiffany was very surprised. He really didn't expect that such a person could cook, and he never thought about it at all!I couldn't help showing a look of anticipation, "Is it your friend who is cooking? I thought you hired a world-renowned chef. I'm really surprised."

Belloc would not have thought that this guy came here because he was a drunkard, and men have a mentality of showing off. His future partner is so good, he must be taken aback, "Not only is he good at cooking, Lan Lan is still a great beauty, he is simply amazing!" Anyway, this one in front of me, no matter how good-looking she is, no matter how high her status is, without her own man, and sitting in a wheelchair, she will not be very competitive, Belloc is confident Extremely.

Tiffany took a deep look at him, "Really, I'm looking forward to it."

Fan Zhilan happily took out the freshly cooked mushroom soup. Now that all the dishes are ready, a simple thermal insulation array is placed on the chopping board, because it can also absorb spiritual energy, and the dishes will not get cold when placed there. Lost color, on the contrary, the taste will be slightly improved because of the warming of spiritual power.There are twelve dishes in total, including chicken, duck, fish, beef, sheep and pig, shrimp and crab, pigeon, vegetables, mushrooms, desserts, and nut dishes like pine nuts and corn. This is Hao Yingjun's favorite, and he even steamed a Egg-sized five-color steamed buns are round and round, as a staple food.

Opening the kitchen door, Fan Zhilan saw someone out of the corner of her eye, and when she took a closer look, the two figures were still watching from a distance, but when they heard the sound of the door opening, they immediately perked up, their eyes lit up, and they rushed over at a trot, "Okay? You've worked hard, Brother Zhilan, go to the table quickly, we'll do such trivial things as serving the dishes, you must let us!" Bei Luok and Ban Chong brushed past Fan Zhilan like a whirlwind, rushing extremely positively. He jumped in the direction of those dishes.

Fan Zhilan was caught off guard by them and could only let them succeed. At this time, he saw someone coming over again. It was Tiffany in a wheelchair. Fan Zhilan had a good memory, not to mention that this beautiful man in a wheelchair had left a deep impression on him. Impression, he was a little surprised, how could it be him?This world is too small, and they have encountered them again.

Hao Yingjun secretly ate a lot inside, and he was always in a very happy mood. Who knew that he ran into the wheelchair man when he went out, and he suddenly became vigilant and looked at him seriously. This guy seemed to have no good intentions for Fan Fan. However, Fan Fan has already built his foundation, so no one can hurt him, so it is better to wait and see how he gets better, and let Fan Fan experience firsthand what it means to be sinister and complicated.

Today's Fan Zhilan is no longer the Wuxia Amon of that day. He remembered that the beautiful man in the wheelchair had been speaking foreign languages ​​to him that day, and presumably he couldn't understand Chinese, so he greeted him in his broken Italian, "Hello, I am Fan Zhilan, we have met before."

Tiffany also smiled and nodded, "Yes, I remember, I didn't expect to meet you today, nice to meet you, I'm Tiffany, Matteo D. Tiffany, I thought you wouldn't Speak Italian."

Fan Zhilan understood [-]% to [-]%. He organized the language and said awkwardly: "I didn't know it at the time, I just learned it."

Tiffany raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Is that so? Then you are a genius, you can speak so well in such a short period of time, and you are very talented in languages."

Fan Zhilan, a shameless face control, looked at Tiffany's exquisite and beautiful face, and felt like it in her heart. The same praise would not make him so proud. He suddenly felt that those twisted letters It's not that annoying anymore, Qi Yu smiled imposingly, "Really? Thank you."

In the kitchen, the two good friends were about to fight against each other. At first, the two of them held their own knives and forks and took a bite out of it. They felt guilty when they did it, because it was quite disgraceful and uneducated. , just kept peeking at each other out of the corner of his eye, so that he could react immediately and destroy the evidence. A small corner of the dish was missing, and they couldn't help feeling very distressed, and expressed their deep condemnation and contempt for each other.

Fan Zhilan chatted with Tiffany for a while, but still didn't see the two guys inside bringing out the food. He walked over to have a look, "Hello!"

Belloc and Banchong were about to reach a tacit agreement, and they agreed that they would work hand in hand, that no one should expose the other, and that everyone would make a fortune together silently and achieve a win-win result. They can lower their heads and plead guilty, and then put the dishes on the big table in the restaurant. They made up their minds in each other's hearts. Since the ambition of "winning at the starting line" can't be realized, then they will rely on their own strong strength to come to justice. Let's snatch the fruitful results!

Because, it's so delicious that I can't hold it!

Tiffany is a very observant person. Those two idiots made such a big noise, he naturally had a panoramic view of everything. It seems that not only smelling the fragrance, but these two idiots also grew up with wealth. , I have seen a lot of things in the world, but if they are delicious, they will not make them so exaggerated... Looking at Fan Zhilan, he turned the finger on his left hand. Rice—it’s really a surprise every time I see it.

He ate everything from childhood to adulthood, but he refused to suffer. Seeing that the food was full on the table, Tiffany unceremoniously controlled the wheelchair and sat there. The four of them had a hamster tableware, and only Fan Zhilan used chopsticks— ——It was made of special jade, and he put it into the grid of the storage bag, and took it with him wherever he went. The rest of the people used knives and forks. As for Hao Yingjun, there was a translucent jade in front of him. The small jade bowl is next to a small jade cup with a shallow mouth, which are also specially made, and Fan Zhilan is responsible for adding vegetables and wine to it.

Different from the table culture in China, in foreign countries, it is more important to eat quietly when eating, and it will be considered immature to talk while eating, but today, even if there is no such thing, the people present probably don’t have the time to chat. The dishes made by Fan Zhilan are really delicious and a little bit beyond imagination. His cooking skills are excellent, but he was trained by his mother. In addition, he has built a foundation and added countless experiences in the use of spiritual energy. Adding it all together, the best chefs on earth can't cook at this level, so I really don't blame these guys for losing their composure!

Of course, in the eyes of Fan Zhilan and Hao Yingjun, it is just not satisfactory, mainly because the ingredients here are too low to score, and the cultivation world is full of pure natural and pollution-free grains, meat and vegetables with their own spiritual energy. On the other hand, how many people do not apply pesticides or fertilize?It's just the so-called little farewell wins over newlyweds. Ever since she came to this world, Fan Zhilan seldom cooks by herself, and always eats outside. When they meet again after a long absence, this person and mouse are extremely satisfied.

Relying on being a foundation-building cultivator, Fan Zhilan's movements are not obvious, without a trace of fireworks, and she will never lose in the competition for food. One person can stand up to two people, and not only is she full, but Hao Yingjun’s little jade bowl has never been empty. The guys on the opposite side are looking at the hamster with a small bib on his chest. As long as he sits down, delicious food will fall from the sky. It also eats a lot, which is very impressive. Hot eyes, damn it, with a good master, it will have more chances to eat and drink in the future, and now it's hard to get a meal by itself, this shameless guy still wants to snatch it, it's just hateful!

The twelve plates of dishes are all large portions. It stands to reason that seven or eight people can eat them without any problem. Four people and one mouse took half an hour to sweep away all the dishes, even the plate of five-color steamed buns was wiped out. Don't look at the vegetable soup on the plate with regret, damn it, that is, in foreign countries, we can't embarrass our motherland, otherwise...the vegetable soup is not edible...what a pity.