In the black shop, Fang Yuan looked at Chef Zi who had bowed in front of him with a confused expression, his big face was full of confusion, and then, when he turned around and looked at Wang Yan again, he seemed to understand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem... What are you doing here, what master is not a master, you just love this industry. Fang Yuan just wanted to explain, after seeing Wang Yan nodding indifferently, he responded cheekily and said modestly, and as his voice fell, a smile also appeared on Chef Zi's face.

"It turns out that not every master has an eccentric temper. Chef Zi secretly said in his heart, and the other party greeted him with a smile, but as for Wang Yan on the side, he directly ignored him.

"That, I'm the head chef of Tianxianglou, if the master is free in the future, you can come to Tianxianglou for guidance, and then Zichuan will definitely cook a few dishes and let the master taste them." Chef Zi said with a smile, the attitude on his face was quite sincere, which made Fang Yuan's heart move and his eyes lit up.

"Okay. Fang Yuan nodded and agreed, without the slightest concern about his identity as a pseudo-master, according to Fang Yuan's words, if you don't eat for nothing, you won't eat for nothing, whoever eats for nothing won't eat, anyway, it's a treat, after you are empty, there's nothing wrong with tasting it in the past.

"That's okay, then I'll go back first, I'm in Tianxiang Building, waiting for the master's arrival at any time. Seeing that Fang Yuan agreed, Chef Zi's heart was overjoyed, and after speaking again, under the gaze of Wang Yan and the others, he walked away to the black shop with satisfaction.

"Looks like I really have the talent to become a master. Seeing Chef Zi's figure disappear from sight, Fang Yuan withdrew his gaze and whispered to himself.

"Do your best, and don't forget your first lesson. Wang Yan opened his mouth to speak, and Fang Yuan also nodded again and again, there were no more customers in the store at this moment, watching Fang Yuan start to clean up diligently, Wang Yan went to the vegetable garden behind the kitchen with satisfaction.

In the vegetable garden, the greens planted have grown, and many of them have also tended to mature, this kind of greens is called whooping red, and there are five leaves on the branches, and once the top leaves are red, it indicates that they are ripe.

In the channel on the side, the small water flows, making a crisp sound, and in the corner of the vegetable garden, a small two-story wooden building has been erected, although it is not luxurious, but it is quite chic.

"It's not a bad building. Wang Yan's gaze swept over the newly built two-story building, and said softly.

"Young master. While Wang Yan was groaning, Ah Da and Ah Er walked out of the small building and arched their hands at Wang Yan, their expressions full of respect.

"Well, we will get along for a long time in the future, and besides, this is not the Yan Wangfu, so there is no need to be so respectful, and there is no young master here, so call me Wang Yan in the future." Wang Yan nodded and said to the two, and as his voice fell, Ah Da and Ah Er were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and waved their hands again and again.

"This can't be helped, although the two of us are directly under the jurisdiction of King Yan in the Yanwang Mansion, but after all, the master and servant are different, and it is inappropriate to call the young master's name directly. The two shook their heads again and again, causing Wang Yan to frown slightly and wave his hand.

"That's it, then you can call me the shopkeeper in the future. Wang Yan opened his mouth to speak, and the two of Hei Yanwei nodded.

"There's not much to do in the store lately, greeting customers, presumably the two of you can't do it, but recently, there have been a lot of outsiders in Qingshan Town, looking like this, it seems... It's not just about the experience, but the two of you have been keeping an eye on it lately to see if there's anything going on. Seeing the two nodding, Wang Yan groaned slightly, and spoke again.

"Okay, leave this matter to the two of us. Ah Da nodded in response, said to Wang Yan, and then, in a deep groan, took a step forward and came to Wang Yan.

"Shopkeeper, this time, in addition to the various local forces under the jurisdiction of Zhao State, the three cities on our northern border will also participate, it should be just a few days, and the people from our Yanwang Mansion will also come, but... The leader may be the second young master, as for the eldest young master... If nothing else, he will also come back from the capital of Zhao Kingdom. Ah Da spoke again, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan nodded indifferently.

"Okay, I see, you two go ahead, I still have some things to do. Wang Yan's voice fell, and Ah Da wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end, it still turned into an undetectable low sigh, and then the two of them walked out of the black shop.

"Second brother... Eldest brother. ”

Watching the two walk out of the backyard, Wang Yan murmured softly, in his memory, the relationship between the second brother Wang Hao and him is not bad, but the eldest brother Wang Yu, who rarely saw him once in a year or two, seems to be the predecessor of this body... It's not too friendly, but for these, Wang Yan doesn't care, in the entire Yan Palace, if you can still make Wang Yan care about now, only his father Wang Yan cares.

"There's not much left of the Bush Dragon Eggs, and it looks like it's time for a new dish. Wang Yan muttered softly, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Wang Yan prepared early in the morning, in the big barrel of the kitchen, the orange beans soaked in mountain spring water were round and full, the color was yellow and bright, produced in the southwest border of Zhao State, and it was also the best among the same fragrant beans, and the price of one pound of orange beans alone reached one hundred and twenty gold coins.

"Let's go, I'll make you a new dish. Seeing Fang Yuan finish cleaning up and walking in, Wang Yan opened his mouth to speak, making Fang Yuan's face show a look of anticipation, and nodded heavily.

"By the way, move this all to the millstone in the backyard and exercise your body. Leaving a fluttering sentence again, Wang Yan turned around and came to the clean cooking table and began to prepare, while Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, the large bucket including the mountain spring water was more than two hundred catties, and after directly picking it up, he walked out in the direction of the backyard.

"Shopkeeper, what new dish is this going on?" Looking at the newly shaped stone grinding plate in front of him, Fang Yuan was puzzled and asked Wang Yan.

"Tofu brain. Wang Yan said briefly, and then, fishing out the beans in it, stretched out his finger and pointed to the stick that was crossed above the grinding disc on the side.

"Push the stick for a while, so that the upper and lower grinding discs rub against each other. Wang Yan spoke again, while Fang Yuan nodded, there was some confusion in his eyes, it was the first time he had seen something similar to this kind of thing and cooking dishes.

In the backyard, Wang Yan kept putting the soaked round and plump orange soybeans into the round mouth on the grinding plate, while Fang Yuan was humming and pushing the grinding plate, and the orange soybeans began to be squeezed into milky white juice after the friction of the two layers of grinding discs, flowing out along the groove.

As the circle turned, sweat continued to drip on Fang Yuan's face, and his eyes also had grievances, for his mountain-like figure, his body was almost covered with fat, although it didn't hurt his vitality, but he was also very guilty, and Wang Yan wanted this kind of result, no matter what, Fang Yuan had already joined the black shop, although Wang Yan seemed to be strict on weekdays, but for Fang Yuan, he still slowly expressed his approval, this traditional method of grinding soy milk, although it consumed physical strength, but for Fang Yuan, how could it not be a kind of cultivation?

After grinding a bucket of soy milk, the next thing is undoubtedly much simpler, after blending into the appropriate amount of mountain spring water, the soybean milk is boiled on the fire, the sweet Portuguese juice prepared in advance is added, and after stirring evenly, Wang Yan covered the lid, and then, with a wave of his palm, put it into the storage bag.

Looking at Wang Yan's actions, Fang Yuan licked his lips helplessly, and rolled his eyes a little sadly, he had been tired for so long, and before he had time to taste it, he watched Wang Yan put it away.

"You watch the hall, come to me in the backyard if you have something. Wang Yan turned a blind eye to Fang Yuan's complaining eyes, and after a fluttering sentence fell, he turned around and entered the backyard.

"Although food can add a certain amount of vitality, you still can't rely on external objects alone..."