The scene got out of control again, there were still a few balls of rice left in the pot, and the temperature of the rice was obviously not so hot, and if the rice was cold, everyone would have nothing to eat, so the battle for rice began.

Chang Zhaowen lowered his voice and muttered quietly: "Don't you really want to try it?"

Some inexplicable spiritual power in the depths of his soul seemed to tremble, but it soon calmed down again, and Chang Zhaowen knew that he was dormant again.

He smiled faintly, and scooped a spoonful of bibimbap into his mouth, the smart chrysanthemum fragrance was leisurely diffused, and the fresh crab fresh awakened every sleeping cell, and he felt that he was immersed in an unprecedented joyful mood.

Happiness is contagious, and happiness will be pervasive, even if that soul can't experience the beauty of bald butter bibimbap, but Chang Zhaowen's cheerful and full emotions can't be felt.

Chang Zhaowen closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Do you know why it is bald butter bibimbap, why do I want to make this dish?"

There was a dead silence in his heart, and there was no response, but Chang Zhaowen still said: "Do you think it's easy to make a bowl of rice?" But there are still a lot of things to pay attention to when this rice is burned to a full score, what kind of water needs to be paired with what kind of rice, what kind of utensils, what kind of heat, and the specific state you want to make this rice present, all need to be reflected through specific details......

Chang Zhaowen frowned slightly, he keenly captured a disapproving emotion.

He gently picked up a few grains of rice with his chopsticks: "Look at the rice I use with bald butter, they are full of grains, springy teeth, and the unique sweetness of carbohydrates is just right, such rice is the foundation of happiness, and with the bald butter I carefully concocted, this rice will stir up the best memories in your memory......"

As if to confirm his words, Sora hugged the empty bowl and let out a burst of happy laughter, and in his world, he and Little Peanut were reunited again, the girl with whom he had only crossed paths briefly, and the dimples on her shallow cheeks had always made him obsessed. Little Peanut timidly took the initiative to take his hand, a tremor in the hollow, he has been in a confused cognition for a long time, he doesn't understand what he wants, and what he wants to become? There is a hazy expectation in his heart, he always feels that it is better to abandon the identity of a half-demon and become an ordinary person, but in fact, there has always been a voice repeatedly questioning his decision, is this really what he wants? Will he regret it one day?

But at this moment, he was sure that he wouldn't, he found himself, and for the first time, he clearly knew his goal.

Some people have been pursuing power and status all their lives, but he actually just wants simple ordinary happiness.

In the tears of emotion, Kongkong finally said goodbye to those uncertainties.

"You said you don't think memories are important, you just want the future?" Chang Zhaowen raised his voice slightly, "Or ...... What you've done is so horrible that you don't even dare to remember it?!"

As soon as these words came out, Chang Zhaowen's face froze, his face suddenly became hideous, and a green power drilled directly into his brain, but his soul power was now at its peak, and Chang Zhaowen's thoughts were not disturbed too much: "Do you want to just come directly, just like what you did to your own son......?"

"Smack!" The sound of sparks splashing from the electric current, Chang Zhaowen felt a pain in his heart, he felt that his soul was torn open a small crack, and countless hair-like tiny tentacles tightly pulled the fine line, desperately trying to turn inside.

Ding! One tentacle invasion is successful! Three tentacles are successfully invaded! Ten tentacles are successfully invaded!

Chang Zhaowen's body was stiff, his face was like earth, he couldn't pronounce a syllable, he felt that the whole person was like falling into an abyss from which he could never recover, and the biting cold only rushed towards him, he felt that this terrible moment was incomparably long, in fact, it was only in one breath, and the blood Shura and Kongkong, who were addicted to their own food world, didn't even notice the changes in him at the moment, only the jade Shura's chilling godless eyes suddenly ignited a fanatical flame.

Chang Zhaowen's face twitched for a long time, and finally an old voice came out of his mouth: "Who said that the fish will die and the net will be broken? I have worked hard all my life to study the use of this 'soul leaving soup', how can it fail? The reason for the failure is that their cooking skills are too weak, and they can't stand my soul to collapse, Dongsheng, this kid knows money, and he lost the life of our Chang family, but fortunately he left you a good grandson for me!"

It worked!

A strange and chaotic smile appeared on Chang Zhaowen's face, he slowly raised his arm, great, he was so excited that he burst into tears, from the muscles of his arm to the fine movements of his fingers, he was completely obedient to his command, he finally succeeded!

Lowering his head and pondering for a moment, every recipe that Chang Zhaowen had cooked appeared in his mind like a cloud, every step and every detail was so clear, it was no different from what he had personally experienced and researched!

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept over a few processed crabs on the edge of the board, which was the material that Chang Zhao prepared when boiling bald butter. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, very good, let him recreate this delicious dish with this new Chang Zhaowen.

A spoonful of goose fat is poured into the pot, and the whole piece of plump golden crab roe is added to the pot, and the fragrance is permeated everywhere.

Stirring the pot and seasoning, he almost didn't have to think about it, his body already knew what to do next, which made him almost want to scream with excitement, he didn't want any good memories of it, what he really wanted was like this - a healthy young body, and that amazing talent that had never been seen before!

God really treats me well!

When the fire was turned off, another golden and fragrant bald butter was born! Chang Zhaowen took a deep breath, so full and fresh fragrance! Wonderful, the best thing was that all of this came from his hands!

"Boss Wen, did you really boil a new bald butter for me again?!" Blood Shura grabbed the last rice, but found that the bald butter had been eaten by the group of foodies, but he didn't expect Chang Zhaowen to hear her call and make a new one.

Boss Wen is too good at talking today, isn't it?Blood Shura didn't have time to think about it, he almost poured a whole plate of bald butter on top of the rice and stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.

What's going on?!

Blood Shura's smiling face stiffened, and his mouth opened: "Phew" spit out all the things in his mouth: "It's so fishy!"

What's going on?!impossible!

Chang Zhaowen's face turned pale, there could be no problem, the same ingredients, the same steps, his bald butter should be as delicious as before!