The solemn and earnest voice of the system rang out, causing Bu Fang to be slightly dazed.
Bu Fang's footsteps came to a halt, and he couldn't help but furrow his brows.
"Temporary Mission: Within one month, find two apprentice chefs. Mission Reward: One fragment of the God of Cooking set."
The system issued another mission. Since the last one, there hadn't been a new mission for a long time. The sudden appearance of this mission slightly surprised Bu Fang.
Looking for apprentice chefs?
Bu Fang rubbed his shiny chin, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. He still remembered that the system had issued this mission when he was in the Imperial City of the Light Wind Empire.
Now that this mission had appeared again, it was probably because the Heavenly Mist City's Cloud Mist Restaurant was officially on the right track, and it was about time for him to leave the Heavenly Mist City.
Bu Fang was very clear that if he wanted to increase his strength, he couldn't just rely on cultivation. What he needed was turnover, and if he wanted to increase his strength, he would need more turnover.
If it was just Fang Fang's Little Store in the Light Wind Empire, it wouldn't be able to support him to increase his strength that much.
Even if he had the Cloud Mist Restaurant in the Heavenly Mist City, Bu Fang still felt that his cultivation was increasing too slowly.
After all, the higher his strength, the more turnover he needed. Of course, Bu Fang could also complete the temporary mission issued by the system, and he would be able to obtain the vitality conversion reward to reduce the turnover.
This way, he would be able to increase his cultivation faster.
However, in the end, if Bu Fang wanted to increase his cultivation quickly, the most important thing was still turnover. Thus, Bu Fang was very clear that he would definitely open many branches in the future.
Only by opening many branches at the same time could he achieve a steady increase in his cultivation.
After accepting the system's mission, Bu Fang directly stepped into the kitchen.
Walking in front of his own stove, green smoke curled around Bu Fang's hand, and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared in his hand. After swinging the knife for a while, Bu Fang started to process the ingredients.
At the same time, he would also practice his knife skills. The Overlord Thirteen Blades trained in Force. By relying on the superposition of Force, he could unleash extremely terrifying attacks.
Back then, by relying on the Gourmet Array and the Overlord Thirteen Blades, Bu Fang relied on the strength of a Supreme-Being who had broken through one of the Supreme-Being's shackles to fight against a Divine Soul Realm expert.
One must know that there was a qualitative difference between a Divine Soul Realm expert and a Divine Physique Realm expert.
A true Divine Soul Realm expert could suppress a Divine Physique Realm expert with just a flip of their hand.
This was because Divine Soul Realm experts cultivated the soul and the soul ladder.
One step, one soul ladder, one step, one heaven and earth!
Da da da.
His hand trembled slightly, and the ingredients were chopped into pieces by his knife.
With a swing of the knife, the ingredients flew up and fell into the prepared Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
The oil in the wok scattered, and the smell of smoke filled the air.
The true energy in Bu Fang's body permeated the air as he poured it into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and began to stir-fry rapidly.
Chi chi chi!
From time to time, fiery sparks soared into the sky, reaching the roof and almost tearing the house apart.
He scooped out the dish and poured it into the prepared blue-and-white porcelain plate. Steam billowed, and a thick aroma filled the air.
Bu Fang boiled the wok. After a while, he poured the aromatic Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs over the dish. A fragrant Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs was done.
Nowadays, the ingredients Bu Fang had chosen for the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs were of higher quality. The spirit energy and essence energy in the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs couldn't be compared to the past.
After cooking the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, Bu Fang didn't leave the kitchen.
Instead, he continued to boil the dish.
He poured the soaked Dragon Blood Rice, stir-frying it in the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. The red Dragon Blood Rice rolled like waves, rolling unceasingly.
Steam billowed, and the aroma almost condensed into a substance.
Finally, the dish was taken out of the wok, filling a blue-and-white porcelain plate. He prepared a small bowl for Eighty.
As he carried the dish out of the kitchen, he saw Yang Meiji sitting in the restaurant.
Of course, the restaurant was closed. It didn't open for business.
After Bu Fang finished cooking, he decided to rest for a while.
There were many things to do today. He needed to give Heavenly Mist City some time to settle down.
The thick aroma filled the air.
Yang Meiji couldn't help but squint. She smacked her lips, swallowing her saliva.
"It smells so good." Yang Meiji's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the dish in Bu Fang's hand.
She knew Bu Fang's dish smelled good. However, since she returned to the restaurant, she had been restraining herself. She had been refining elixirs.
She hated herself for being too weak. Her alchemy skills were too low. She couldn't help Heavenly Mist City much. When the enemies attacked, she wanted to, but she couldn't.
Now that the enemies had retreated, Yang Meiji was in the mood to relax.
Smelling the aroma, Yang Meiji couldn't help but feel hungry.
"Blacky, this is your Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs. You, this is your Dragon Blood Rice." Bu Fang said calmly as he placed the two dishes in front of the man and the dog, who were already lying on the dining table.
Eighty strode forward with its strong chicken legs. It raised its chicken head and clucked.
Bu Fang gave the small bowl of Dragon Blood Rice to the little fellow.
Eighty, who was tempted by the delicious food, lay on the side and happily pecked at the rice.
Yang Meiji sat in the distance. When she saw You, her beautiful face showed excitement. A moment later, she reached out her hand to grab the bowl of Dragon Blood Rice and shoved it into her mouth. The way she ate … was totally different from her beautiful face.
The way she ate … was really terrifying!
Yang Meiji was startled. Her eyes moved to the side and fell on the Lord Gou.
It was an extremely terrifying dog.
When the Lord Gou raised his paw and smashed the Shura Sovereign's head, Yang Meiji finally knew how terrifying that fat, pig-like dog was!
At this moment, she was watching such a terrifying dog eat.
Especially at this moment, this dog didn't have the domineering appearance of the one who smashed the Shura Sovereign's head with one paw!
It was just a lazy dog!
The lazy dog stretched its mouth, licking the porcelain plate and grunting.
The fragrant Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs was rolled into its mouth. As soon as it entered its mouth, it chewed continuously.
As he ate, he grinned happily, revealing the shredded meat between his teeth.
Yang Meiji gawked and dropped her jaw. It was the first time she felt her view of the world was changed.
Was this the demeanor of a legendary expert?
It seemed to feel Yang Meiji's frozen eyes.
The Lord Gou, who was happily eating the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, froze. A moment later, its eyes narrowed, turning to look at Yang Meiji with sharp eyes.
The dog's nose opened, puffing out white smoke.
It bared its teeth, using its paw to pull the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs to its chest. It was extremely vigilant.
The corners of Yang Meiji's mouth twitched.
Was the Lord Gou protecting its food?
You's mouth was bulging. As she chewed, her beautiful face became plump. Her beautiful eyes gazed at the Dragon Blood Rice in the porcelain plate, munching unceasingly.
This group of gluttons … She couldn't help but want to eat …
Yang Meiji cursed inwardly.
Bu Fang gently exhaled, pulled a chair over, and lay down on it. His whole body felt relaxed.
This time, he felt a little tired after making a move. The true energy in his body was almost completely exhausted.
Tilting his head, Bu Fang looked into the distance, his face emotionless. He was thinking about who he should trick to become an apprentice chef.
After finding apprentices, he had to train them. That way, they could run the restaurant well.
One month wasn't a long time, actually.
"Who should I look for? That clown Nangong Wuque? I don't think it's feasible … That guy is the head of a family. He doesn't have time to practice cooking, "Bu Fang pondered.
He still had to find two apprentices, which gave Bu Fang a headache.
Finding an apprentice chef was really a difficult thing to do.
More importantly, even if he found a target, if the target's cooking talent didn't meet the system's requirements, he wouldn't be able to become an apprentice chef.
Thus, this wasn't a simple task.
Nethery held the porcelain plate, stuck out her tongue, and licked it clean. The surface of the plate even reflected the light.
Bu Fang tilted his head, staring at You. You was a little surprised. Blinking her beautiful eyes, she carefully put down the porcelain plate.
"I won't lick it anymore …" You said seriously.
Bu Fang's gaze, which seemed as if he wanted to deduct her Dragon Blood Rice, made her nervous.
However, Bu Fang didn't plan to deduct You's appetite. Instead, he looked at You and suddenly had an idea.
This woman was a Netherworld woman, and she loved to eat … Would it be possible for her to become an apprentice chef?
As he looked at You, Bu Fang's gaze became brighter. He felt that this was a good idea. Maybe You could really become a good apprentice chef?
Wasn't it said that every glutton had the potential to become an outstanding chef?
You were so outstanding, and your appetite was so big … Maybe there would be a pleasant surprise.
Bu Fang's gaze shifted and fell on Lord Gou. Looking at Lord Gou, whose fat was jiggling, Bu Fang directly ignored him.
Forget about this fat dog. He was a lazy dog that only knew how to eat.
Eat and sleep. Sleep and eat. Only this lazy dog knew how to eat.
With this comparison, Bu Fang felt that it was really feasible to make You an apprentice chef.
Hence, Bu Fang stood up from his chair, and his eyes lit up. Wearing the Vermillion Robe, he slowly walked toward You.
He pulled out a chair close to You and sat down. The muscles on his face twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing an ugly smile.
"You …" Yang Meiji looked at this scene from afar.
Yang Meiji, who was watching from afar, raised her brows. Why did Owner Bu have such a perverted smile?!
What did he want to do to the beautiful Sister Netherworld?
Yang Meiji was confused. She felt that she should do something.
Sister Netherworld was really beautiful. Was Bu Fang going to do something bad?
Yang Meiji stood up, and her huge figure instantly covered Bu Fang, giving him a huge pressure.
"Owner Bu! Let go of Sister Netherworld! "Yang Meiji said seriously.
When Yang Meiji said that, she felt a sense of justice in her heart!
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