It was as bright as the full moon in the night sky, and as resplendent as the white spots in the black ink.
The big black dog's gaze did not move at all. It stared straight at the piece of steaming hot Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs on Bu Fang's chopsticks. It was stained with the tangerine sauce and emitted a mesmerizing aroma.
The desire in the dog's eyes startled Bu Fang.
"Aiya! Blacky, your appearance is very scary, okay? "Bu Fang's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
Blacky stuck out its tongue, and its doggy eyes stared at Bu Fang.
"You want to eat it, right?" Bu Fang expressionlessly waved the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in his hand. Blacky stuck out its tongue, and nodded its head cooperatively.
Bu Fang's stiff face remained unmoved. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he opened his mouth wide, stuffing the juicy, juicy, sweet, and sour Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs into his mouth.
His entire mouth was bloated by the ribs. He bit down and chewed with a large amount, and his lips were stained with the tangerine sauce.
Blacky's eyes had been staring at the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs the entire time. When it realized that Bu Fang had swallowed the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in one gulp, the expression in its eyes immediately turned gloomy. It felt as if the entire sky was about to collapse and that there was nothing left to live for.
How infuriating! This human was definitely doing this on purpose!
For that piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, Blacky was enraged. Its soft fur seemed as if it was about to explode, and it bared its teeth as it glared at Bu Fang.
At that moment, Bu Fang had no time to care about Blacky. The extremely delicious taste of the Flying Cloud Pork instantly burst forth in his mouth. The rich meaty fragrance was like a bomb exploding in an instant, and it completely destroyed his taste buds.
Sweet and sour, the perfect amount of sauce perfectly mixed with the top-grade pork. It was not too sour, and not too sweet.
The meat was not hard. After being perfectly fried, it became crispy. The starch skin mixed with the pork, and the taste was very fragrant.
The pork was selected from the ribs, and after being slapped by Bu Fang, it became even more tender. Occasionally, there were some crispy cartilage, and when one bit, it made a crunching sound, which added a bit of deliciousness.
Bu Fang's eyes completely lit up. He picked up another piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth at lightning speed. He narrowed his eyes and chewed with great enjoyment. He was completely immersed in the sea of meat fragrance and was unable to extricate himself.
The big black dog was so angry! Wagging its tail, it spun in circles, its eyes full of struggle. Should I just snatch this stupid human's ribs?
It wagged its tail and spun in circles, and its eyes. This handsome dog's taste had been spoiled!
This Blacky's taste! Snatch? Looking at the number of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs on the celadon plate decreasing rapidly, Blacky felt his heart being hollowed out …
Finally, there was only one piece left on the plate.
Bu Fang's chopsticks had already slowly landed on the piece of pork ribs. As the chopsticks clamped down on the meat, the wine juice on the meat was squeezed out and the aroma of the meat overflowed.
Blacky's eyes were full of tears. It was his Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs!
Bu Fang kept chewing, which made his expression look comical and funny. This was probably his most colorful expression.
"Here, take it. Boss, I'm still too soft-hearted," Bu Fang said calmly, and handed the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs to Blacky.
Blacky was overjoyed. Its eyes shone with an indescribable brilliance, and it took a bite of the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs.
"Awoo!"
The rich meat fragrance burst out in the big black dog's mouth. He shivered, and his face was intoxicated. He let out a soft cry.
Bu Fang was speechless. A piece of meat turned you from a dog to a wolf?
After finishing the meat, Blacky was a little unsatisfied. However, the evil Bu Fang had already finished the meat, so it could only helplessly return to the entrance and continue lying there.
Bu Fang cleaned up the plate unhurriedly. He ignored Blacky and went back to his room to sleep.
The next day, the sky was bright, and Bu Fang got up.
After washing up, he went to the kitchen. Today, he deliberately got up early to practice the Meteor Knife Skill mentioned by the system. It seemed to be very powerful.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, his gaze was attracted by a thick and large kitchen knife placed in the middle of the kitchen.
"Please use the special kitchen knife to cut these one thousand radishes within two hours. The shape and size of each radish must be the same. After completing the task, you will be rewarded with 10 Meteor Knife Skill Proficiency," the system said seriously.
One thousand radishes within two hours, and the shape and size of each radish must be the same … For an ordinary chef, this was an impossible task. However, for Bu Fang, it was not difficult at all.
However, when he held the thick and big custom-made kitchen knife in his hand, his face darkened.
It was unknown what material was used to make this kitchen knife, but it was very heavy. Bu Fang could only lift it with one hand. It was too difficult to use this kitchen knife to cut the radishes.
"System, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?" Bu Fang coldly asked the system.
"As a young man who wants to become the God of Cooking at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, you can't even endure this little bit of hardship? The road to becoming the God of Cooking is not smooth. Young man, you must learn to endure hardships. The system has high hopes for you. Do your best. "The system seriously gave him a bowl of chicken soup. Bu Fang was speechless.
He knew that he could not explain it to the system, so he could only train according to the requirements.
Picking up a white and plump radish, Bu Fang raised the kitchen knife and skillfully started to cut it. This radish was just an ordinary radish, but the quality was excellent. It was juicy and plump.
After he finished cutting one radish, Bu Fang expressionlessly picked up the second one and started to cut it. Since he had started to practice, he had to devote himself to it. The knife skill was actually a skill that required meticulous attention. Only the diligent knife skill was the perfect knife skill.
Just like that, the sound of the kitchen knife colliding with the chopping board could be heard from Fang Fang's Little Store early in the morning.
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"Huh? The smelly boss is not open today? "
When Ouyang Xiaoyi and the others arrived at Fang Fang's Little Store, they found that there were already many people lining up at the entrance. Many of them were puzzled as they craned their necks to look toward Bu Fang's store.
"Hmph! Don't tell me he doesn't dare to open because he knows about our bet? "Zhao Ruge, who was dressed in white, sneered elegantly.
"The smelly boss is afraid? Are you here to be funny? Just wait and hand over that fifth grade Spirit Gathering Pill to Big Sister Yanyu! "The little loli snorted.
The three barbarians of Ouyang and the Xiao siblings were also standing at the side. They were also wondering why Bu Fang did not open the store.
"Perhaps Owner Bu was delayed by something today," Xiao Yanyu gently said with a pleasant voice, "We'll wait here."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the store was opened and Bu Fang expressionlessly appeared in front of everyone.
"The store is now open for business," Bu Fang simply said, then he turned around and left.
There were not many people lining up, only about seven or eight in total. Including Zhao Ruge and the others, there were about a dozen of them.
Ouyang Xiaoyi eagerly ran inside to help and also asked the smelly boss if the wine was ready.
"Huh? Smelly boss, why are your hands shaking? "Ouyang Xiaoyi widened her eyes and curiously stared at Bu Fang's constantly twitching hands.
Bu Fang glanced at her and simply said, "It's nothing, it'll be fine in a while."
The trembling of his hands was caused by holding the heavy kitchen knife for two hours … Even if he was using a normal kitchen knife, his hands would tremble, let alone a custom-made heavy kitchen knife.
The system quickly channeled a gentle stream of energy into Bu Fang's arm, causing the numbness in his arm to disappear.
Fatty Jin and the others excitedly ordered their dishes. Xiaoyi did not immediately tell Bu Fang about the bet. After satisfying Fatty Jin and the others, it was finally Zhao Ruge and the others' turn to enter the store.
When Zhao Ruge stepped into the store, he had an indescribable urge to cry … Today, he could finally eat the dishes here!
"Smelly boss, this guy made a bet with us. He said that the wine you brew cannot compare to the Bejewelled Nectar in the imperial palace!" Ouyang Xiaoyi loudly said to Bu Fang the moment Zhao Ruge and the others entered.
Bu Fang was slightly startled, then expressionlessly said, "The Bejewelled Nectar Wine … is nothing."
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