"Lao Fang, do you still know how to cook?" Wang Cong has known Fang Jueyu for almost half a year, but he has never seen him cook, and the things he makes are not dark dishes, let alone compared to a chef like Zhou Bin.

"I will have a lot of things!" Fang Jueyu said, "Massage massage, blood and bones, lock picking and fortune telling, repair the surface and apply the film, I am proficient in everything, you know a fart!"

"Okay, then I'll see you show your hand," Wang Cong was amused by Fang Jueyu's words, "Boss Zhou, don't you mind if we use your kitchen?"

"Of course I don't mind, I just want to see if Mr. Fang's cooking skills are really as good as he said!" Zhou Bin glanced at Fang Jueyu's hand, there were no calluses on his palms, and at a glance, he knew that he didn't often use knives and spoons, even if such a person really knew how to cook, it was conceivable.

What's more, as a billionaire, Fang Jueyu must have his own personal chef, and it is a fantasy that this kind of person will cook by himself, he doesn't believe that Fang Jueyu can make more delicious dishes than him.

The kitchen of Linxian Ju is quite neat and clean, and now is the best time for the whole restaurant, and the chefs are busy.

From the way they cut vegetables, Fang Jueyu saw something different, their knife skills were not as messy and random as ordinary chefs, but there were more rules in them.

Zhou Bin does not cook with other chefs, but has his own independent kitchen, because the knives, pots, and spatulas he uses to cook are all specially made.

"Mr. Fang doesn't mind if I watch from the sidelines, right?" asked Zhou Bin.

"Of course, if Boss Zhou is interested, he can naturally watch it from the sidelines. Fang Jueyu glanced at this kitchen, all the tools were readily available, this Zhou Bin was indeed a quite professional chef.

"In this way, how about I also make a dish of braised sea bass?" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin.

"Please. Zhou Bin made a gesture of please, he wanted to see how Fang Jueyu had to do to achieve the so-called heart.

In fact, Fang Jueyu didn't mean to trouble Zhou Bin at all, let alone want to be a bar spirit, but he saw this not very ordinary young man, and he had some thoughts about recruiting him into the Super Divine Academy, so he naturally had to show his hand to conquer him.

"Look at it!" Fang Jueyu stretched out his hand to the fish in the pool.

"Suck your palm!" A strong bioelectric current swept out from Fang Jueyu's palm, and the perch swimming in the pool seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and sucked into the palm of his hand.

"He's not an ordinary person!" Zhou Bin's eyes changed, although he could do that trick just now, he was definitely not as easy as Fang Jueyu, the first person on the Forbes list was actually an ancient martial arts master.

He concocted the kitchen knife next to him in the same way, and held the kitchen knife three meters away in his hand without moving.

He threw the perch into the sky lightly, "Dugu Nine Swords!"

An ordinary kitchen knife turned into an invincible weapon in Fang Jueyu's hands, and the fish scales were extremely accurately peeled off by Fang Jueyu from the perch, but it did not hurt the flesh of the fish at all.

"Nima, what the hell is this doing?Peeling fish scales with the Dugu Nine Sword?" Although Wang Cong was an ordinary person, he didn't know if Fang Jueyu was using the Dugu Nine Sword in martial arts, but he was sure that Fang Jueyu was definitely not slashing around.

The most shocking thing was Zhou Bin, Fang Jueyu's swordsmanship was extremely accurate, not to mention anything else, that sharp insight ability alone was not comparable to ordinary ancient martial arts masters.

Syllable!

The perch landed on the chopping board, and the scales were peeling off, but the whole process only lasted a few seconds, and the perch was still full of life.

Onions, ginger, garlic and other ingredients have turned into uniform minced pieces under Fang Jueyu's knife technique, and people who don't know think he is performing some acrobatics.

Although Fang Jueyu's knife technique was full of bells and whistles, his method was just the practice of ordinary braised fish, and when the dark red soup boiled in the pot, a rich fragrance suddenly filled the entire kitchen.

Fang Jueyu picked up the sea bass, and used his own bioelectric current to impact the fish meat a moment before it was put into the pot, and the originally tight and elastic fish meat became loose in an instant, but it did not lose its taste.

The next step is the process of flavoring the braised sauce, under the action of internal force, the soup is completely fused with the delicious fish, and the tempting color makes Wang Cong swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Finally, under the longing gaze of the two, the perch came out of the pot, and Wang Cong couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and stuff them into his mouth at a lightning speed.

"What's the hurry, starving ghost reincarnation, you!" Fang Jueyu scolded with a smile.

When the fish entered the mouth, Wang Cong's eyes changed instantly, and he seemed to feel the breath of the sea rushing to his face, which not only did not have any fishy smell, but was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance.

It's hard to describe the feeling, his hands can't help but clench in front of his chest, and the picture is almost like a teenager who has committed a second disease.

"Is it really so amazing?" Seeing Wang Cong's performance, Zhou Bin also became curious, and he also took a bite of fish meat and put it in his mouth.

At that moment, he actually showed an expression that was almost the same as Wang Cong, as if there was a magical magic in this dish that affected his vision, taste and hearing.

Zhou Bin's cooking teacher once taught him that being able to conquer the human sense of taste is just the beginning of a master chef, and if he can change people's vision and even other senses, it is the realm that a chef dreams of.

Now, he seems to see this person who can help him become a top chef.

"How is it?, do you feel that charm?" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin with a smile.

The intention he said is actually just a general statement, a real chef can integrate his own ideas into the dishes, to put it bluntly, it is actually a spiritual force strong enough to affect other people.

Of course, if you want to achieve such a state of cooking, you not only need to devote your heart to every step wholeheartedly, but also have a deep cultivation is also an essential part, so there are not so many real chefs in this world.

Zhou Bin's eyes looking at Fang Jueyu at this moment were already filled with admiration and fanaticism.

"Do you want to learn?" Fang Jueyu said with a smile.

"Think!" Zhou Bin nodded without hesitation, although Jueyu was younger than him in terms of age, but in this world, there has always been a master as a teacher.

"Then I'll teach you!" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin's eyes and knew that his Super Divine Academy would have a new student!

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