You widened her eyes, her long eyelashes quivering. She looked at Bu Fang suspiciously, then at Yang Meiji in the distance.
Her bulging mouth chewed for a while.
With a gulp, she swallowed the Dragon Blood Rice in her mouth. Her rosy lips were stained with oil, which looked pretty bright and mesmerizing!
Bu Fang had just come to You. Hearing Yang Meiji's roar, his entire body shivered. He turned his head in surprise, looking at Yang Meiji.
Yang Meiji propped up her giant head, her brows arching. She looked at Bu Fang as if she was looking at a pervert.
Bu Fang was bewildered. What kind of look was that?
As the Owner Bu, the God of Cookery who wanted to stand at the top of the food chain in this fantasy world, how could he be a pervert?
Bu Fang was too lazy to care about Yang Meiji. He turned his head and looked at You, who was chewing with her eyes wide open.
"You … How was it? Was the Dragon Blood Rice tonight good?" The muscles on Bu Fang's face twitched. Instantly, he forced a smile. That smile made Yang Meiji's hair stand on end.
You listened to Bu Fang, nodding her head.
"Good, right? Come on. Since it's good, eat more." Bu Fang turned around, grabbing Eighty's porcelain plate. He poured the Dragon Blood Rice onto You's plate, pushing it toward You.
Eighty raised his chicken head, which still had a grain of Dragon Blood Rice on it. His face was blank. What happened?
After swallowing the Dragon Blood Rice in her mouth, she squinted her eyes and pouted. Her heart was filled with joy as she nodded her head. She reached out her greasy hand, grabbed a handful of rice, and continued to stuff it into her mouth.
On the other side of the table, Lord Gou opened his dog eyes, chewing the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs. The aroma of the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs diffused.
Slurp, slurp.
There was something wrong with Bu Fang today. Lord Gou placed his paw on the table, chewing as he glanced at Bu Fang.
The way Bu Fang tilted his head and smiled wretchedly made Lord Gou even more suspicious.
Bu Fang's smile was really creepy.
The smile on Bu Fang's face gradually disappeared. The corners of his mouth twitched as he said to You seriously, "You, if it's delicious … do you want to try cooking it yourself?"
However, when You heard what Bu Fang said, she immediately widened her eyes and shook her head.
"No, I just want to eat."
You just need to eat … Bu Fang felt as if an invisible arrow had shot into his heart.
As expected of the foodie Nethery. You can eat, you're awesome, alright …
When Lord Gou saw Bu Fang's deflated look, he suddenly let out a chuckle.
Bu Fang touched his nose and glanced at Lord Gou. "Why? Do you want to try cooking Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs? "
"No, I, Lord Gou, only want to eat."
Lord Gou proudly shook his head and picked up a piece of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs with his mouth. The rich fragrance of the ribs splashed instantly.
Bu Fang's mouth twitched. This lazy dog!
In the distance, Yang Meiji's expression relaxed. She immediately took a step back and sat on a chair, letting out a sigh of relief.
It turned out that Bu Fang wanted her to cook for him.
But Sister Nethery is so beautiful, I just need to eat.
Yang Meiji thought to herself.
Bu Fang was deflated twice in a row. He stood up helplessly. Every time he tried to find an apprentice chef, it was a very difficult task.
His level of deception was still not good enough.
However, he couldn't be blamed. After all, he was just a chef, a pure and unpretentious little chef.
Bu Fang stood up. Although he was a little unwilling, he had no other choice. Facing these two gluttons, he was also helpless.
He pulled a chair and sat in front of the restaurant. The sky in the distance gradually darkened. The setting sun revealed its beautiful colors, and the clouds rolled. It was too beautiful to behold.
In the distant sky, several black birds flapped their wings, hovering in the sky as they flew away.
There was also the faint sound of birds chirping in the air.
Since the war had just ended, many people in Heavenly Mist City were repairing the city.
Although the Heavenly Mist City's array would automatically repair the broken parts …
If someone helped, the repair speed would be faster.
After watching the scenery for a while, Bu Fang felt a little bored. He stood up, intending to return to the kitchen to practice cooking.
Turning around, he saw Yang Meiji's giant figure.
"Why are you still here?" Bu Fang asked, his face emotionless.
Yang Meiji clutched her belly, smacking her lips. "I'm a little hungry … Owner Bu, can I order something?"
Yang Meiji opened her eyes, looking at Bu Fang with a sincere face.
At this moment, her nose was filled with the aroma of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs and Dragon Blood Rice. The aroma made her heart itch.
She looked at Bu Fang, and as soon as she said those words, a deafening sound came from her stomach. She felt rather embarrassed.
Bu Fang was a little surprised. He nodded, standing up.
"Order whatever you want to eat. Tell me when you're done," said Bu Fang. Then, he turned around and walked to the kitchen.
Yang Meiji's eyes brightened. She turned to look at the menu on the wall.
Shortly after, Yang Meiji ordered Red Braised Meat.
She still felt that eating meat was the best. In the past, her father used to cook Red Braised Meat for her!
As soon as she saw Red Braised Meat, she missed her father's cooking.
Bu Fang walked to the door of the kitchen.
He suddenly thought of something. His footsteps paused in front of the door, looking at Xiao Bai.
Xiaobai rubbed its round head with a dumbfounded look on its face.
Bu Fang blinked, turning to look at Yang Meiji, who was sitting on the chair with her giant body. At this moment, Yang Meiji was immersed in her memories.
Bu Fang rubbed his chin, the corners of his mouth twitching. He nodded meaningfully.
That meaningful smile made Yang Meiji, who was immersed in her memories, shiver. She couldn't help but look around.
After ordering Yang Meiji's Red Braised Meat, Bu Fang stepped into the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Bu Fang rolled up the sleeves of his Vermillion Robe, taking a deep breath.
It was time to show his real skills.
Bu Fang planned to cook the Red Braised Meat well this time.
He walked to the kitchen cupboard and carefully rummaged through it. In the end, he found a piece of spirit beast meat that wasn't of a very high grade.
He placed the spirit beast meat on the table. This spirit beast meat was a type of second rank spirit beast meat, a very common type of spirit beast meat.
He lightly patted the pork with the back of the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, twirled the knife in his hand, and prepared to start cooking.
Skillfully cutting the meat, he cut the spirit beast meat into pieces, placing them on a porcelain plate.
The cut on each piece of meat was the same size.
Bu Fang took out the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, rinsing it. Then, he opened his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame. As soon as the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame entered the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the temperature inside the wok rose unceasingly.
Shortly after, smoke arose from the wok.
After pouring the oil over the wok, Bu Fang stir-fried some spirit herbs. Then, he added the pork and began to stir-fry.
This time, he didn't cook the Red Braised Meat according to the recipe.
Bu Fang thought that if he wanted to conquer Yang Meiji, he had to cook something that would make people yearn for him.
Thus, Bu Fang chose to cook the ordinary Red Braised Meat.
That kind of simplicity was the easiest way to move people.
Sizzle!
Flames shot up into the sky. After stir-frying a few times, Bu Fang poured the spirit spring water into the wok, stir-frying it for a while.
The inside of the wok was shaking slightly, and a fragrant aroma was constantly diffusing out. As the aroma entered Bu Fang's nostrils, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
This aroma … was very simple.
…
Inside the Cloud Mist Restaurant
Yang Meiji sat on her seat, looking expectant.
Eighty spread its wings, dashing on the ground. It was desperate because it finally got a hold of itself. Its Dragon Blood Rice was stolen.
But what could it do? As a chicken with dreams, it could only run to vent the pain in its heart.
Really uncomfortable … That bad woman! She stole my chicken's rice again!
Nethery narrowed her eyes happily as she floated in the restaurant, taking one step at a time.
Lord Dog lay down under the Path-Understanding Tree, closed his eyes, and slept soundly.
A piece of Path-Understanding Tree leaf slowly floated down, falling on Lord Gou's nose. As he inhaled and exhaled, it drifted away.
All of a sudden, an aroma wafted out of the kitchen.
Bu Fang held a porcelain plate with steam rising from it. He slowly walked out of the kitchen.
The slender and thin figure gradually appeared in the darkness.
Yang Meiji looked at Bu Fang, her eyes brightening.
Finally, he came?
Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji, one hand holding the plate. The muscles on his face twitched. The corners of his mouth rose, revealing a smile that made Yang Meiji's hair stand on end.
"Old Yang … Come and try my cooking."
Bu Fang placed the Red Braised Meat in front of Yang Meiji, saying.
Yang Meiji's brows slightly arched as she looked at Bu Fang in surprise. Her heart was filled with suspicion. What happened to Owner Bu?
Yang Meiji swallowed her saliva, turning her head to look at the Red Braised Meat in front of her.
A thick aroma arose from the Red Braised Meat, assailing her nostrils.
It made Yang Meiji's pores open, and the hunger in her stomach increased.
Not only that, Yang Meiji looked at the Red Braised Meat, smelling the familiar aroma. She was dumbstruck. She stared at the Red Braised Meat, forgetting to pick up her chopsticks.
"This familiar smell …"
Yang Meiji murmured.
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