Bu Jinyu smiled softly, and said unhurriedly: "Presumably you are Princess Luoran, as early as when I was in the Snow Country, I had heard the name of the princess in Xia. Merely...... Since the princess is from the Snow Country, she should know ...... The dishes made for the emperor must be rootless and must be the freshest. And this rootless vegetable is generally stored in the Na ring, whether it is domestic animals or wild meat, it must be a living animal. ”

"I don't even understand this, it seems that the food in Snow Country is not very good. Luo Xing muttered quietly, but this scene was extremely quiet, and his small voice, like thunder, clearly fell in everyone's ears.

Luo Ran's face changed again and again, and the little hand was clenched tightly, and he couldn't say a word.

On the contrary, it was Mu Cangyun in a wheelchair, frowning slightly: "Princess Luoran has just come out of the Chaoyang Sect, and she has little contact with cooking, so let's start." ”

Fake!

Luo Xing glared at Mu Cangyun and quickly put the things in his hand on the stove.

Bu Jinyu tidied up his things, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his ring, and the milky white light suddenly appeared, and the wild boar that rushed out almost instantly, and went towards the fall.

"Hmph!" The white-clothed maid beside Luo Ran snorted coldly, and with a flick of the long sleeve of her right hand, the wild boar that galloped out turned into ashes in an instant. Looking closely, she held a small bottle in her right hand, which was obviously a colorless and odorless corrosive liquid.

Feng Qingge only raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Jin Yu, I will tell you what ingredients I need, you can help me prepare them." Luo Xing, prepare firewood, boil water, and prepare a casserole. ”

Bowing his head and whispering in Bu Jinyu's ear, Feng Qingge then stood behind with his fists clenched, not planning to do it himself at all.

Bu Jinyu bowed slightly, his eyes swept over the people around him, his slender fingers pressed on the stove, his right hand was lightly picked, and the kitchen knife fell into his hand, he just waved it casually, and the fierce knife suddenly appeared.

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know if I can start?"

"Start, start. Murong Hao nodded again and again, taking advantage of this gap to look at Su Xiaoyin again, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. And Su Jing'er's face on the side turned purple with anger, but she couldn't say anything, she could only look at Murong Chu and stare dryly.

She asked Murong Hao to come over, just to ask him to discipline Murong Chu well, what has become of them now, have both their father and son been bewitched by this demon girl in front of them?

As if noticing Su Jing'er's gaze, Su Xiaoyin just turned her head slightly, the pair of Danfeng eyes raised slightly upward, and the corners of her mouth hooked upward. The evil smile almost hooked Murong Hao's soul.

"Brush!" The crisp sound of the knife resounded, and the entire Mochizuki Pavilion echoed with this echo. But seeing a lightly dressed Bu Jinyu standing on the edge of the stove, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, pinching it lightly with his left hand, and shaking his hand, the ginger, onion and garlic came out dazzlingly. His right hand shook slightly, and the moment the blade slashed, it had already brought out countless cold rays.

The people around him hadn't reacted yet, and then looked at the plate next to him, the ginger, onion and garlic had already been cut into foam and placed neatly.

Feng Qingge nodded secretly, Bu Jinyu's knife skills are really good, the knife just now, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a very casual knife, but pay a little attention, you can see that when his blade touched these ingredients, the moment he shook slightly, he had already chopped them into pieces, and the blade of the knife moved, and these ingredients were on the plate.

Bu Jinyu didn't have any stop, at the moment of cutting, his left hand waved out again, the white radish trembled in the air, his knife body came out against the radish, his right hand shook gently, and the radish that was about to fall immediately soared up, like acrobatics, dazzling.

"That's amazing! I remember, he seems to be the chef of Cuiwei Pavilion at the beginning. ”

"No wonder, it turned out to be the chef, I also ate the food he made at the beginning, and it tasted good......"

"However, isn't it Feng Qingge's cooking today, how did you become this chef?"

The gorgeous knife skills attracted the people around to applaud again and again, but some other people felt that it was wrong, you said that it would be good if Feng Qingge took the handle, but she stood aside in a daze, not caring about anything at all, isn't this annoying?

Luo Ran couldn't look at it anymore, and said in a weird way: "I don't think much of this meal, in heaven and earth, where can you make it." Then he turned his head to look at Murong Hao on the side, this guy had already stared at Su Xiaoyin.

He was so angry that he stomped his feet again and again, looked at Yuzhi beside him, and said with a smile: "My lord, what do you think?"

"Look with your eyes. Yu Zhi raised the wine glass next to him and drank it down, "Listen attentively." ”

In one go, without any detachment from the water, Bu Jinyu's hand speed is very fast, the radish spins in the air, but the time of a stick of incense, the prototype is displayed, it is actually a white lotus platform, he has been busy for so long, and he has carved three such things.

The quick use of the knife caused his right hand to tremble a little, but he did not stop, choked his right hand, quickly wrapped it in bandages, he took out the greens from the ring, retreated to the back, and began to wash the other ingredients.

The rice porridge in the casserole began to boil, Luo Xing looked at the fire, and at the same time set up the firewood, preparing for the wind light song.

Feng Qingge, who was standing in the back, just raised her head slightly and looked at Mu Cangyun who was in a wheelchair, but her empty gaze made people feel a little distressed, and she was completely out of focus.

How...... Her heart trembled slightly, Mu Cangyun felt that Feng Qingge was wrong, and subconsciously held down the wheelchair, what happened to this little girl, she would rather kneel in the city for a day and a night than bow her head, how could she suddenly become so quiet at this moment?

In the next moment, Feng Qingge's gaze condensed, but in those black eyes, there was no more Mu Cangyun's figure, her right hand was gently expanded, and the Xuanji knife appeared on the stove.

The faint blue light flashed at a glance, her right hand was gently flaid, the bamboo shoots were placed on the plate in turn, the ice cubes temporarily calmed the vegetables on the side, took the bamboo shoots, the short blade trembled slightly in her hands, her right hand crossed the bamboo shoots, she whispered softly, and groaned: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the shower is at the beginning." The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. ”

The ethereal voice echoed in the Moon Pavilion, but it was like a heavy hammer, slamming into everyone's chest. The white-clothed wind song stood in the breeze, under the bright moon, she tapped her bare hands, and the bamboo shoots in her hands were just turned into cuboids of the same length and size, and there was nothing special at all.

This book was first published in Reading Books