On the plate were pieces of fish, white and tender, and beside them were some of the dipping sauce he had requested.

Fang Mo picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and felt it for a long time, and then stretched out his thumb to the chef who was still waiting for his praise and said: "The taste is quite good, as I imagined, it is worthy of a chef's level." ”

For Fang Mo's compliment, the chef accepted it directly, and he said with a smile: "You can still speak, and you are the most appreciative of food, I'll give you something else later." ”

Sometimes, the right to eat may be given by others, but what to eat, it is up to you to ask for it.

Although not necessarily anyone will satisfy him.

Of course, Fang Mo was a lucky person, and the chef in front of him was a chef who wanted to be praised, so after a few sweet compliments from him, this guy almost responded to his requests.

That's right, too.

This is a world of monks, a chef, in fact, he doesn't have much power.

More likely, he may not even be treated as a human being.

This is all that the world of power has.

on this.

Fang Mo understood, but disagreed.

He believes in Zhang Kaixuan's set, everyone has their own dreams, even if it is just a sweeper, they can become an excellent disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

He agrees with that.

The world should be diverse, and this person should not be discriminated against because of what he does.

Other words.

If there were no cooks in this world, and no other sweepers, wouldn't it be the monks who did these things?

Don't look down on anyone.

Nothing to use.

Because of these, coupled with the fact that Fang Mo originally came from a relatively open era, he was simply a practitioner of his own ideas for this chef.

Later, whatever he wanted to eat, the chef would basically serve him a portion.

If it weren't for the compliments in front of him, would he have gotten those?

Look at other people, it's basically a very casual state to make things, it looks like it's delicious, but if you eat too much, it will also get tired, but here he is, there will be new dishes every day.

This is also a point that makes everyone sigh, of course, it is absolutely impossible for them to be the same as Fang Mo.

How could they, but monks, bow their heads?

These guys, who also have some power, will never lower their heads, even if they are very envious of Fang Mo's changing patterns of eating every day.

No way.

The position that monks occupy in this world is too high and too high.

They don't look down on this chef who doesn't have any cultivation.

"This is the meat that was just stewed according to your idea today, not to mention, if you eat it, it has a different flavor, and it looks and looks good, what do you say this is called?" The chef sat directly opposite Fang Mo, his work was now completed, everyone had their own things to eat, so he began to chat with Fang Mo as usual.

However, before chatting, he took out a bottle that was not too small, put it in front of the two of them, smiled, and said: "This is a good thing, I was reluctant to take it out before, and today I met you, otherwise, no matter how it is, I will not take it out." ”

"Wine?"

Fang Mo's nose moved, and his eyes lit up and said: "Good wine, just this taste will last for a long time, give me a glass, just one cup is enough." ”

"After all, you have to continue sailing in the future, and this cup will let me open the meat. ”

He didn't like to drink too much, but the smell was so good that he couldn't help but want to take a sip.

Since the chef took it out, he didn't have any intention of putting it back, nodded, took a wine cup that was not too big, poured himself a glass, and then poured a glass for Fang Mo, and then put it in his arms: "You're right, I'm going to drift on the sea in the future, I can't waste it." ”

Looking at his treasured appearance, Fang Mo couldn't help but laugh.

The other party also began to laugh.

The two of them were just laughing there, and the others could only smell the smell and their eyes were hot.

As for looking for trouble?

Although this chef does not have any strength, they know very well that since they are on this ship, it means that they are under the protection of the owner of this ship and want to make trouble?

I don't know if it's revenge, each of them began to swallow the food in front of them quickly and heavily, as if this was the only way to satisfy their hunger a little.

Fang Mo and the chef, on the other hand, sat opposite each other, talking about some things from time to time, eating a big elbow in their mouths, as well as a plate of meat, and the closest part of the two sides, there was also a plate of fish.

Life, simply not too beautiful.

The others finished their meals with great speed, and everyone walked out in anger.

At this time, Fang Mo had just raised his glass: "Come, let me toast you, toast the dishes on this table, I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, if there is a flower chicken, it will be better." ”

"It's called Flower Chicken?!" the chef said in a low voice, "What is that? Is it good to make?" Although the name is not very good, I think it should be delicious, anyway, there is nothing bad about what you let you make. ”

"That's for sure. ”

Fang Mo nodded, and then drank the wine in the cup.

"+100,000 experience!"

No way!

He almost cried out, and looking at the remaining half of the cup, he couldn't help but look at the chef across from him.

This guy won't be a private interview with a big guy, right?

However, after watching it for a long time, the other party stared at him suspiciously, as if he didn't know anything about it.

100,000 experience!

He's totally upgradeable!

It's as simple as that?

Originally, he thought that if he wanted to level up, he would have to kill people or take some panacea, but now, he found that it seemed that all he had to drink was enough......

Well, only this guy's wine will do.

Of course, he has not yet reached the point of reaching out directly, after thinking about it, he felt that this wine might also have the effect of prolonging life, he sighed, lowered his voice and said: "Dude, your luck is really good, this wine is definitely not ordinary, just now I sniffed it, I felt comfortable all over my body, and now I drink half a cup, I feel that my cultivation seems to be increasing." ”

"You have to keep it well, don't expose it, this thing may still prolong your life. ”

After admonishing him, he said loudly: "It's called a flower chicken, it's actually very simple, it's wrapped in lotus leaves..."