On weekdays, Li Zipei and Jingyan are commensurate with brother and sister, but they also get along naturally. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zipei treats Jingyan like his own sister, without Jingyan's help, he has been buried in the ground for almost a year, and he will always remember this kindness.

To this Dongcheng, who does not know the prestige of this "Weiyuan Dart Bureau", many people are proud to enter the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, it is a little girl is also a capital to show off, in fact, they give the best treatment, and one point is the most fundamental, all the families of all the people in the Weiyuan Dart Bureau have received a personal insurance, and no one dares to mess with them.

coincided with the recruitment of chefs by Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and Zipei unveiled the recruitment list.

Zi Pei is a eater in the 21st century, but also makes a good dish, that day Zi Pei defeated all the masters of cooking with a bowl of eight treasure porridge, according to the modern point of view, this eight treasure porridge can be patented. However, it is a pity that since that competition, the wealthy families in Chang'an have made eight-treasure porridge, and there are also all kinds of eight-treasure conceptual porridge: eight-treasure porridge for the elderly, eight-treasure porridge for middle-aged, eight-treasure porridge for children, eight-treasure porridge for babies, and even someone has made nine-treasure porridge as a special porridge for the palace.

These people are too capable of imitation.

Eight treasure porridge pays attention to health, naturally there is no special ingredients, no fat, at this time it is a pure natural food, since it is more original than the eight-treasure porridge of the 21st century, it is green and environmentally friendly, and the price is also low.

In addition, he also tried Pei's cooking skills, Zipei naturally paid attention to lightness, and those judges ate all the dishes by themselves with a bowl of dishes, and they were no longer willing to share them with others.

In this way, the match officially entered the kitchen of the dart game.

There is a pine seed mutton in Qindi, the color and fragrance are complete, and the smell of the smell lingers around the beam for three days, and the flavor is unpleasant.

The pine seeds are like a small pale yellow ** embedded in the milk paste, neatly arranged on the square milky white paste dots; Take a bite gently with your mouth, hold it in your mouth, like a newborn baby taking a mouthful of milk, delicate, moisturizing, and slowly melt in your mouth, only to suddenly remember that this taste is familiar, and it is not the same, and in the end the only thing left is to linger back and forth, and the aftertaste is like a sigh.

The more wonderful the taste, the easier it is to be disguised by the prosaic and ordinary, and even after swallowing the food, the wonderfulness becomes blurred, and the momentary weakening of the memory arouses a stronger desire for taste, and the only option is to continue eating.

Good food is tasted with the mouth, and no beautiful words can describe the feeling and perception, and even some of them are touched by the whole body and mind.

Remember to be mindful of identification.

Red jujube lees meat is also a famous dish in Qindi, it is steamed for a long time with high-grade pork belly, large red jujube and mash grains embryo, etc., its appearance is exquisitely like crystal, the color is brown and red, the oil is moist and bright, it tastes fat but not greasy, sweet and soft glutinous, melts in the mouth, no matter the appearance of the dish, the taste is very attractive.

Zipei copied some famous Shaanxi dishes in the 21st century, and then arranged them with their characteristics at that time, sent them to the table one by one, and swallowed them into their hungry stomachs, but unfortunately their mouths were very rough, and they couldn't say any words at all except for two simple words delicious, which made Zipei feel that Bole was not common.

Over time, Zi Pei also figured it out, they were originally rough people, and their sense of taste was only that very simple sense, bitter, spicy, sweet and salty, delicate, exquisite, dexterous, and suspenseful. Their taste language is poor, they can't grasp any detail of the food, they only remember their swords.

Gradually, Zipei became numb in the kitchen, as if he was dyed by a thousand colors and smells in this real world, as long as he walked in this thousands of worlds, no one could recognize him, and he was no different from others.

Cooking is the same as learning, and I very much want to be recognized and even appreciated by people, but being denigrated is another level of achievement, and the saddest thing is to be silent, as I am currently mixing in with such barbarians.

These days, I work as a chef in the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, but I have a lot less time to practice martial arts, and I find an open place to practice before dawn every morning, but I feel that my kung fu has fallen a lot. This is also the way there is no way, people have to live first.

Although Jingyan is still vulgar, she is still not familiar with this earthly world, in the temple her daily compulsory class is to burn incense and worship the Buddha, chant and copy the scriptures, and in this mortal world she has to live like an ordinary person.

Growing up in the monastery since she was a child, although she is still young, she has a little more silence, and she has lost half of the innocence and liveliness of a girl, and it is obvious that she and Zipei get along very awkwardly. She didn't seem to understand the true meaning of this girl, and she didn't fully accept her sister's identity. She has very little communication with people, even in Zipei.

In the kitchen, Zipei is also very careful, after all, he has no foundation in this world; It is clear that the people in the kitchen are also very strange to him, and this strangeness is a sense of alien non-identity. They didn't seem to be going to accept him.

Whether it is sincere or fresh, all the mouths of Weiyuan Dart Bureau agree with the taste of Zipei, which undoubtedly challenges the cooking skills of almost all chefs.

Wei Debiao, the head of the kitchen, has been stir-frying spoons in Weiyuan Dart Bureau for decades, and he is familiar with all kinds of dishes and cooking techniques from all over the world, and he is also proficient in all kinds of fancy dishes; As soon as Zipei arrived, he hung him aside, everyone was stir-frying Zipei at every turn, although he was silent, but the sense of loss in his heart was indeed very obvious.

Zipei is not a very careful cook, and he does not deliberately flatter others, he seems to have a kind of manly manly manhood, just like his swordsmanship, broad and open; As a warrior, he is understandable and can be admired; It's just that he's in a small kitchen now, and that's his shortcoming. In the kitchen, people pay attention to all aspects, just like steaming steamed buns, pay attention to the smooth flow of each bun.

Wei Debiao has a son-in-law named Xiao Youcai, who makes his hand so poisonous that he is known as the "poisonous scorpion". This person is usually very low-key, and naturally his name is rarely known, but the dart owner knows that when he was recruited in the first place, it was also because of his ability to poison his hands; It will make poison natural anti-virus is also a big master, and the dart board is walking outside to escort darts, and anti-virus is naturally the first priority.

"Father-in-law, I recently heard that there is a new chef in the kitchen who cooks a good dish, you are sullen, did he make you angry?" It's rare to see that my father-in-law is sullen during this time, and he usually doesn't say anything and is a little worried.

"Hey, since he came to the kitchen, his position as a father is in jeopardy, and everyone knows only about him, but not me, and is very troubled. He is born and bright! With him without me, with me without him. But don't worry, everyone is just trying to be fresh. ”

"Okay. I'm going to stand up with you in this matter, he's a yellow-haired boy, and I'm sure he won't be able to stay in the kitchen. ”

Few talents were very calm, but even Wei Debiao felt the meaning of every word, of course he knew that his son-in-law's hand was poisonous, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth; These days, he is indeed too depressed, in the past, everyone wanted to eat some good food, always treated him with respect, even those dart masters had to smile at him; And now, all these honors have gone to that kid.

The sinister nature of the human heart can only be realized through experience.

"Master Chen, please fry me a 'Thousand Miles Away'."

Xue Zipei heard someone call him Master Chen, and responded conditionally, but suddenly remembered that he had changed his name, turned around and looked at the voice.

He clearly saw a man with five big and three thick, but his brows were always tightly locked, like a wolf's eyes, and Zipei saw a sense of solemnity overflowing with appearance. At this time, he smiled a little, but Zipei felt that smile was like he occasionally forgot to buy toothpaste and squeezed it.

"Master, what is your surname? I don't have the surname Chen, my surname is Xue, you are older than me, you can call me Zipei in the future. You're capable people, we just know how to stir up a few dishes. ”

Shao Youcai's expression was very complicated, and Zi Pei clearly saw that there was something particularly depressing in his expression.

"You think that if you change your name, I won't recognize you, you are burned to ashes, and I can recognize you." Xiao Youcai said in a low voice, Zipei only knew that his lips were moving, and he couldn't even hear a trace of sound clearly. He walked over, and Zipei was surrounded by the gloomy feeling that he had concealed too perfectly, which was the feeling of Dafan killing too many people.

However, Zi Pei didn't care, because he felt that every dart master and martial artist here had such a terrifying feeling to a greater or lesser extent.

It's just that when Zipei sent the fried Qianli Xun over, he turned around, and he was gone, and many dart masters and martial artists would say after eating: "It's delicious." "Only he was ghostly gone.

The days are very dull, and Zipei has never felt like being remembered.

Early one morning, a martial artist came to spread the word that the dart master wanted to eat, Qin Shi Mingyue, Han Shiguan, and Qianli Xun.

Soon Zipei cooked those small dishes, just waiting to send someone over. A few days ago, he recruited an apprentice named Xiao Wuzi, a child from a poor family, a few years younger than himself.

"There are so few people today, more than 100 people in the past, and we are so busy that we can't even straighten our backs." These apprentices worked even harder, and most of the martial arts masters ate big pot dishes.

These days, Wei Debiao is also idle, but Zi Pei is very busy, these more than 20 middle and senior dart masters, before Zi Pei came, they were all Wei Debiao to cook for them, since Zi Pei came, everyone seems to have forgotten Wei Debiao; If Zipei is a child, he would rather be forgotten so that he will be much more idle; And Wei Debiao seems to be very unhappy, he may like to be touted, and the master all day long and short screams.

After a while, Xiao Wuzi's dishes were sent back as they were.

"Today, the dart head and the young lady and the young lady and her second uncle left in a hurry with a few people, and they couldn't even take care of eating." Xiao Wuzi took those dishes and didn't know what to do with them.

"You put it on that table, and give it to whoever wants to eat it." Zipei felt that Xiao Wuzi was a little special today.

"Do you have a cold, and you shiver even when you speak; If you catch a cold, go and rest, lest you infect others. ”

As soon as Zipei said this, Xiao Wuzi seemed to be even more embarrassed, and he was busy explaining.

"Nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"Then you go and rest for a while."

There are few people today, and it doesn't matter if there is one less of them.

Seeing that it was empty, Zipei also fried a dish himself, and after stir-frying some dishes for those dart masters, he also ran out of food, and he often asked them to eat well before he had time to eat on weekdays.

But today it's a little strange that I fell asleep next to me after eating.

Immediately afterwards, Zipei dimly felt that someone was shouting: "Oh no, someone is poisoned." ”

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