"Hah! Ha! Ha! ....... Lao Tzu has passed! ......”

Ye Xiuwen pretended to be forced, not only did he get more than 4,000 points, but he also completely conquered the 'Eighteen Bronze People'. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Those four martial arts have never left the eyes of the eighteen bronze men, but Ye Xiuwen knows them.

The eighteen bronze men were dumbfounded, and could only announce that Ye Xiuwen had passed.

And he finally understood one thing, why Ye Xiuwen was able to break through again and again. Because of that level, it's useless. People have already learned your martial arts, so what are you still guarding?

"Good! Hanging and bombing the heavenly donor, sure enough, he didn't lie to us, and in less than an hour, the person cleared the customs,......"

"Yes! Yes! Hanging the god benefactor, is it really clever? ”

"Not only is he brilliant, but he is simply unprecedented,......

"That's right! Right! Hanging and bombing the heavenly donor is awesome! ”

"Applause, applause, everyone applauds, follow the hanging and bombing the heavenly donor, there is meat to eat,......"

"Wow! Wow! ......”

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Little monk, big monk, this applause, Ye Xiuwen's forced grid, like a beating electric meter, turned over and rose, in the blink of an eye, there were more than 6,000 forced grids.

And Ye Xiuwen's total number of forced qualifications also exceeded 10,000 again all of a sudden.

But in fact, when Ye Xiuwen reached the eighteenth layer, there was no more force, there were only less than a thousand force left, and at this moment, it rose all of a sudden, and he almost didn't draw Ye Xiuwen over!

"Hahaha! If there is meat to eat, then there must be meat to eat, so I will go down to the kitchen and make it for you! Hahaha! ......”

Ye Xiuwen was really happy and shouted: There is meat to eat.

And those old monks, but you look at me, I look at you, and ask, "Have meat to eat?" What meat to eat? ”

"Amitabha, good! Wonderful! Master, you heard it wrong, the donor said: There is tofu to eat,....."

"Did I hear me wrong?" The old monk frowned, as if it was hard to believe.

"Amitabha, monks don't speak!"

A group of disciples, thousands of people, bowed down together, and the old monk only believed it, and folded his hands and said: "There is tofu to eat, don't forget the master, Amitabha!" ......”

The old monk Shi Li left, and at this moment, Ye Xiuwen came out of the eighteenth section of the Babel Tower.

"Donor? Donor? ”

A group of monks all gathered around, and Ye Xiuwen understood what was going on at a glance.

"Come, come! Where is the kitchen? I'm going to make you a big meal,......"

"Donor? Do you have tofu? Dozens of monks looked up at Ye Xiuwen with a cute face.

"What? Have you all changed your tastes? Don't eat meat anymore? Ye Xiuwen felt very puzzled, he really heard those cheers.

"Donor, it's like this, like this, like this,......" The little monk stepped forward and whispered a good meal.

"No problem, hahaha! Isn't it just tofu? What do you see this is? ”

Ye Xiuwen listened to it and understood what was going on. The little monk and the big monk want to go crazy with gluttony, but the old monk, that's the master, they can't eat meat, so they have to eat tofu.

This little wish, Ye Xiuwen must fulfill them. Moreover, you are really a six-door eagle dog when you think Ye Xiuwen?

No! Ye Xiuwen's hidden identity is actually a chef!

Of course, the chef is not Ye Xiuwen's real identity, his real identity is a traverser, a pretente with higher pursuits!

But anyway! Ye Xiuwen knows how to cook, which is genuine.

These were all learned by him in the palace, and the emperor had to eat every day.

But when the emperor eats, he is naturally different from ordinary people, and every day he has to wait for others to finish eating, and he picks up some leftovers.

Therefore, the emperor's life is still very hard, because he is afraid that others will poison him and kill himself.

So Ye Xiuwen was in the palace, he didn't learn anything else, he learned to 'eat'.

"Come on! Come! If you take these things out and pluck them, and if you can't pluck them cleanly, you will have to eat them yourself,......"

When he arrived in the kitchen, Ye Xiuwen was like a trick, setting a table of meat, including chickens and ducks, as well as pigs, cows, mutton, etc., anyway, it was very hearty!

He was too busy with these things, and several monks and cooks rushed over to help.

"Bang! Cha! Cha! ......”

Sharpen the knives, they are all washed and peeled, and the water over there is boiling.

Put an appropriate amount of green onions, ginger and bay leaves in boiling water, and then throw the processed meat into it and cook in a pot.

When the meat is ripe at seven or eight, take it out and put it in the steamer, and this time is about an hour and a half.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Xiuwen lit the stove, poured three jars of 'clear oil' into the wok, and after heating, fried the green onions, ginger and garlic until fragrant.

Then put in half a dustpan of cinnamon, bay leaves, star anise and stir-fry, and then add two buckets of water, (the amount of water is basically controlled in low heat for 40 minutes, and the remaining one-third is appropriate).

But seeing that it was almost over, Ye Xiuwen made another jar of rock sugar, five-spice powder, and two barrels of soy sauce, and poured them in!

This is sticky enough, but Ye Xiuwen is very happy, slowly baking over low heat, boiling out the fragrance of the spices, it is almost fragrant!

"Suck!"

The little monk outside the door was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and his saliva was about to run down, and he sucked it back.

"Donor? Is it cooked? ”

"Wait! It's right away, you can eat it with the juice, hahaha! ......”

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen finished boiling the sauce and was holding a spoon and pouring it one by one.

The sauce was thick and poured on the thin slices of meat, and suddenly the aroma of spices and meat were intertwined, and it wafted out along the kitchen door and window.

Refreshing, big monks, little monks, can't sit still anymore, one by one outside rubbing their hands, you look at me, I look at you.

"Why isn't it okay?"

"Yes! Yes! I didn't expect that the master of hanging and bombing the sky still has such a good craft? ”

"Isn't it? That's a hundred times better than our chefs? ”

"Not only a hundredfold, but a thousand, ten thousand, I have never smelled such fragrant meat,......"

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"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be forced is successful, and you will get +50 ,......"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be successful and getting +70 ,......"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host ,......"

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The monks were drooling, and the praise of Ye Xiuwen was even more marginal.

And as a result, after this touting, Ye Xiuwen's forced style rose by at least another two thousand!

Ye Xiuwen is simply too open-minded, he didn't expect that as a chef, he can also make a lot of money! ......