As soon as Yang Meiji heard Bu Fang's words, she agreed without any hesitation.
Bu Fang's words were like the last straw that crushed the hesitation in her mind, causing her psychological defense to collapse in an instant. Just like that, all the persistence she had been holding on to turned into nothingness.
Yang Meiji thought about the scene when Nangong Wuque picked up a piece of her Red Braised Meat and put it into his mouth. That feeling melted her maiden heart.
Imagining that scene … Yang Meiji's heart was filled with joy!
Thinking about how Nangong Wuque would be impressed by the food she cooked, talk to her, and then walk to the peak of his life … Yang Meiji clenched her fists in excitement.
Seeing Yang Meiji agree in less than five seconds, Bu Fang's mouth twitched. He was speechless.
If he had known that Nangong Wuque was so useful, he would have used him earlier. That way, he wouldn't have to cook that emotional Red Braised Meat.
"You won't regret it!" Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji and nodded.
"Then, do you think Young Master Nangong will eat the dishes I cook?" Yang Meiji blinked her eyes, gazing at Bu Fang with hope.
Bu Fang was bewildered. He exhaled gently.
"You should practice your cooking skills with me. You will have a chance to conquer Nangong Wuque. I believe in you," said Bu Fang sincerely.
His face didn't blush, and his heart didn't beat fast.
Hearing this, Yang Meiji felt greatly encouraged. She nodded her head heavily.
"Alright, you should rest well. Tomorrow, you will practice cooking with me. From tomorrow onwards, you will be an apprentice chef of the Cloud Mist Restaurant."
Bu Fang stood up from his seat, straightening his Vermillion Robe as he said calmly.
There was a hint of majesty in his voice.
Yang Meiji clenched her fists. She suddenly felt excited.
After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Yang Meiji turned around and ran upstairs. The entire Cloud Mist Restaurant seemed to tremble slightly.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth rose as he watched Yang Meiji's cheerful figure leave.
He turned his head to look at Nethery, who was sitting on the Netherworld Ship with her slender, white legs dangling in the air. Once again, his face revealed a difficult smile.
He walked to the front of the Netherworld Ship and faced You.
You, who was sitting on the Underworld Ship, was actually the same height as Bu Fang. When their gazes met, Bu Fang's eyes were filled with solemnity.
"You, if you learn culinary arts from me, you will also have the chance to conquer Nangong Wuque."
Bu Fang's eyes slightly brightened. If he borrowed Nangong Wuque's power once more, it might have a miraculous effect.
You swung her fair and beautiful legs, and the cute toes on her sparkling feet trembled slightly.
Her face was cold as she glanced at Bu Fang indifferently.
"No, I want to eat."
You's red lips slightly parted, and her exquisite nose snorted. She didn't hesitate to say that.
Bu Fang was bewildered. Her answer was too straightforward. She didn't even think about it. Although Nangong Wuque was a little amusing, at least his appearance was not bad.
After all, he was Nangong Wuque, who had bewitched countless girls in Heavenly Mist City.
You stared at Bu Fang, and her bright red tongue slowly licked her red lips.
"Conquering Nangong Wuque is meaningless. I just want to eat!"
You's body slightly jumped down from the Netherworld Ship, and she stood in front of Bu Fang.
Her long black hair cascaded down as she raised her head and looked at Bu Fang.
"Alright … You can eat. You're awesome," Bu Fang said.
You pouted, and she happily floated away. Her exquisite nose hummed a tune that was completely out of tune.
Bu Fang heaved a sigh of relief. This woman … had completely become a foodie.
He hoped that she wouldn't become the next Lord Gou. After all, this woman's figure was so beautiful. If she ended up like the Lord Gou, it would be a sin.
So, tomorrow, he would slightly reduce You's Dragon Blood Rice.
Bu Fang picked up Eighty, who was pacing on the ground, and angrily rubbed its head as he thought to himself.
Eighty was dumbfounded. As a chicken with dreams, why was its head always being rubbed?
Was it because it was jealous of this chicken's beauty?
The setting sun finally disappeared, and the rays of light dimmed. A crescent moon slowly rose from the horizon, and it hung high in the sky, emitting a cold radiance.
Bu Fang closed the store's door, and he returned to the second floor. He walked into his room.
He first went to the bathroom to wash his body, and he walked out of the bathroom. His hair was still wet, and his skin was still emitting white steam.
Leaning against the window, Bu Fang fell into deep thought as he felt the chilly night breeze.
The system wanted him to find two apprentices, and it wasn't easy to find them. The system had to evaluate their cooking talent.
So, tomorrow, he would have to evaluate Yang Meiji's cooking talent.
As for the second apprentice, Bu Fang had a headache. Who would it be?
Nangong Wan?
Or someone else?
…
Opposite the Cloud Mist Restaurant
A group of people came in full swing. A store had just been bought.
These people rolled up their sleeves, carrying a heavy wooden board from afar. They walked to the front of the store.
Inside the store, lights flashed, and people came in and out. It was so busy in the middle of the night.
Several people worked together, hanging the board in front of the store.
A figure clasped his hands, walking out of the store.
Zhou Tong's hair fluttered in the night breeze. He clasped his hands, and the corners of his mouth rose. He turned around to look at the board behind him.
"Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant! Not bad! "
A look of satisfaction appeared on Zhou Tong's face as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Since the other was a chef, he would use a chef's way to solve the problem.
Didn't you have a business in Heavenly Mist City?
Then he, Zhou Tong, would open a restaurant in Heavenly Mist City … He didn't believe that the Valley of Gluttony's first-grade chef couldn't compete with a small restaurant!
He couldn't beat that black dog, but opening a restaurant wouldn't hinder that dog, right?
It couldn't be that the black dog would walk like a cat to the restaurant and slap the restaurant, right?
As a civilized dog, he had to be civilized.
Tomorrow was the opening day of the Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant!
Zhou Tong had prepared many dishes. He could already see the scene of the ten-mile long street being attracted by his Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant!
"Be careful! Hey, you stupid guy! Put the chair in this position … "
…
Early in the morning, the sunlight tore the silent sky, shining its light.
It sprinkled in front of Bu Fang's bed.
Bu Fang squinted, slowly opening his eyes. Rubbing his hair, he sat on the bed and stretched his body.
He was tired yesterday, but he had a good sleep this time.
Yawning, Bu Fang used a velvet rope to tie his hair. He got off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. Then, he put on the Vermillion Robe and went downstairs.
As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Yang Meiji sitting in the restaurant, her face excited.
"Owner Bu! Good morning! "
Yang Meiji's eyes brightened when she saw Bu Fang. She was so excited!
His giant body stood up from his seat, looking like a tiger.
You and Lord Gou were already at the table. One man and one dog turned to look at Bu Fang, their eyes sparkling with hope.
It was time to eat again!
Bu Fang looked at the man and the dog, the corners of his mouth rising.
He waved at Yang Meiji.
Yang Meiji hurried to walk toward Bu Fang.
"System, how's Yang Meiji's cooking talent?" Bu Fang couldn't help but ask in his mind.
"Yang Meiji, your cooking talent is suitable. You can train her as a cooking apprentice." The system's serious voice lingered in Bu Fang's ears for a long time.
Bu Fang's eyes brightened. The corners of his mouth rose. He was so happy.
Yang Meiji's talent was suitable!
It saved him a lot of effort!
"Come, follow me to the kitchen." Bu Fang waved at Yang Meiji.
"I … I can go to the kitchen now?" Yang Meiji couldn't believe it. She could go to the forbidden area of the kitchen?
So magical!
She could still clearly remember the terrifying gaze of the iron puppet in the kitchen. That sharp and burly gaze made her heart feel a little scared.
She followed Bu Fang into the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, she was dumbfounded.
She was really shocked because she found that the kitchen in front of her … was totally different from the kitchen in her memory!
This incomparably bright kitchen that seemed to be emitting light completely refreshed her view of the world.
In her memory, the kitchen should be filled with the smell of grease, filthy, and pitch-black.
Bu Fang's kitchen had a faint aroma. It didn't smell greasy at all.
Was this … really a kitchen?
And what were those strange things? Why had she never seen them before?
And those cabinets … They were so exquisite!
No wonder he didn't let her enter the kitchen. This kitchen had changed her view of the world.
"Hmm … Let me show you the kitchen." Bu Fang didn't seem to mind Yang Meiji's astonished expression.
When Xiao Xiaolong and Yu Fu saw this kitchen for the first time in Fang Fang's Little Store in the Light Wind Empire, their astonishment wasn't any less than Yang Meiji's.
After introducing the kitchen to Yang Meiji for a while, she finally got used to it.
"You should stand far away and watch me cook. Later, I will assign you a task to practice. From today onwards, you will be the first apprentice chef of the Cloud Mist Restaurant!" Bu Fang said seriously.
Yang Meiji nodded solemnly.
"Keep it up. Try your best to conquer Nangong Wuque." Bu Fang clenched his fists, his face emotionless.
Yang Meiji felt like her heart was burning, and her skin was shivering!
A moment later, Bu Fang started his cool cooking.
This time, he didn't use the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife. Instead, he used the kitchen knife in the kitchen.
This time, he wanted to use ordinary kitchen tools to show his cooking skills.
Knife light flashed, and sizzling noises echoed unceasingly. Shortly after, the ingredients were processed.
Then, he put them into the wok and stir-fried them. The aroma of oil filled the air, and steam rose.
As Yang Meiji was mesmerized, Bu Fang began to stir-fry the ingredients.
That cool scene made Yang Meiji's jaw drop, and she couldn't close it …
It was cooking … It felt so awesome!
At this moment, in front of the Cloud Mist Restaurant …
Zhou Tong opened the restaurant's door.
He walked to the door, looking at the long line in front of the Cloud Mist Restaurant. The corners of his mouth rose.
Behind him, a group of people was quietly preparing.
They puffed out their chests, standing in front of the door.
Zhou Tong waved his hand. Instantly, the red cloth covering the board was pulled down, and the three big words, Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant, emerged!
"Beat him! Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant! "
The corners of Zhou Tong's mouth rose. His hand flipped, and immediately, booming sounds echoed.
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