After the reward, after Han Feng had a simple breakfast, he took the little lion roaring Bai Jingjing to the bell pear tree next to the artificial lake of the villa and started the morning exercise.

Since the last time the pear tree grew to thick arms overnight, nothing has changed. In addition to still being able to photosynthesize and exude a trace of aura, there is no abnormality.

Therefore, Han Feng didn't deal with it in particular, so he let the five bell pear trees grow on their own, and Han Feng also developed the habit of coming to the bell pear tree every morning to exercise in the morning.

During the morning exercise, in addition to practicing Lu Dongbin's kendo, he would occasionally play one or two times of tai chi. As for this set of Taijiquan, Han Feng learned it from the old grandfathers in the Menghu Villa Community, although these Taijiquan are not similar to gods, but they still have a certain effect if they persist for a long time.

Just like the broadcast gymnastics implemented by Huaxia, although the movements seem a little funny, if you stick to it, it still has a certain effect on strengthening the body. It's just that now the pollution in this world is too strict, and it is haze and heavy pollution, even if you exercise every day, but living in such a big environment, you are basically exposed to these exhaust gases into the body, ruining the benefits of exercise.

This is also one of the biggest reasons why people in the mortal world now, no matter how much they cultivate, they can't cultivate any sense of qi.

As for the five bell pear trees planted by Han Feng, each of them has thick arms now, and there is not much spiritual energy that can be generated. Even if a trace of aura is generated, it will quickly dissipate in the air, and for the entire mortal world, this aura will not set off the slightest wave.

Of course, if you can stay under the tree like Han Feng, then it's a different story. Although there is no aura inflated, at least you can still feel that there is a faint aura in the air around the tree trunk.

Whenever Han Feng finished his morning exercise under the bell pear tree, as soon as he left the range of the bell pear tree, he could immediately feel a pungent smell rushing towards him. It can be seen how qualitative the air quality in this mortal world is.

After practicing kendo and playing another set of Tai Chi that he didn't know if it was right or wrong, Han Feng gathered up and stood and exhaled a breath of turbidity! Only then did he return to the villa.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, Han Feng took out his mobile phone and clicked on the reader again.

At this time, the hot spots on the reader still revolve around "The Legend of the White Snake", and "Eating the World, II" only has a few pitiful double-digit clicks and messages. The people who left the message were not top foodies, or some Gu immortals like Antarctic Immortals.

Han Feng flipped through the chapters of "Eating the World, II", and read it chapter by chapter, and the methods of making those dishes written on it, Han Feng could understand it after reading it once, and memorized it to death, which was also another great benefit brought by the Heavenly Court Reader.

After looking at the methods of making more than 100 kinds of dishes, Han Feng directly skipped the dishes and turned to the next volume, the preparation of pastries.

My own "Couple Tea Restaurant" is about to open, for the tea restaurant, everything can be less, but two things can not be missing, first, good tea, second, delicious pastries. So as soon as he thought of this, Han Feng directly skipped the chapter on dishes and looked directly at the pastry making.

"Dragon's beard cake? Well, this one is good. Oiran? This is not bad" Han Feng kept nodding his head and muttering to himself while looking at the pastry chapter of "Eating the World, II".

In the end, it took a morning to read almost half of the pastry chapter, and Han Feng decided that his "Lovers' Tea Restaurant" would launch ten kinds of pastries first.

They are written by the god of food, dragon whisker cake, Oiran cake, mille-feuille wave, cloud dragon, west wind dance, sunset pendant, crystal cake, etc., these pastries are the simplest way to make zuò, but the ingredients used are relatively few, only flour, maltose and some auxiliary materials.

"The god of food is the god of food, and even the name of the pastry is so meaningful." Muttering to himself, Han Feng put away his phone and went out to buy some ingredients and came back.

Subsequently, for an afternoon, Han Feng stayed in his kitchen, tinkering with the methods of making those pastries. If you look from the living room, you can only see the kitchen, the flour is flying, a white expanse, and you can vaguely distinguish Han Feng's figure, waving his hands in the kitchen, kneading a lump of flour dumplings.

Although Han Feng can understand the meaning of the novel as soon as he looks at the reader on it, knowledge belongs to knowledge, and practice belongs to practice. Rich theoretical knowledge is not the same as experience, without practical operation, no matter how rich your theory is, you will not be able to make theoretical things.

Even if you understand the method and process of making all dishes and pastries, even if you are given the same ingredients, you will not be able to make dishes of the same level as the god of food, which is the importance of experience.

I don't know how many ingredients were wasted in the afternoon, anyway, when the little brother who delivered the flour finally left, he counted the banknotes in his hand and grinned.

"Whew" Han Feng exhaled a long breath, looked at the ten plates of finished pastries in front of him, wiped the sweat on his forehead, untied the apron he was wearing, and then picked up one of the pastries and tasted it.

"Well, it's not bad, it's even better than the top pastries sold in the supermarket, and it's really a recipe written by the god of food!" Blinking his mouth, Han Feng smiled.

Ten plates of different pastries, each plate was made full of a plate, and Han Feng tasted a piece of each one, and he really felt that the taste was not bad, at least better than all the pastries he had eaten before.

You must know that the current Han Feng has tasted a lot of treasures in the fairy world, and the taste has already been raised a little tricky, although they are all slightly first-class, but even if they are slightly first-class, they are still incomparable to mortal food, even Han Feng himself thinks that these pastries taste good, then at least the taste of these pastries is at least better than the taste of the top pastries in the mortal world.

Han Feng nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at the sky outside, and saw that the moon shadow and stars were sparse, and it was obviously night.

"I didn't expect that I would be busy, and the afternoon would pass" Han Feng sighed, and then put all the finished pastries into the kitchen cupboard, leaving only two of them, packed them in bags, and planned to take them to Wanyun to taste, and now the other party should not have returned home from work.

As for the kitchen, Han Feng could only hehe, he didn't have time to clean up the mess.

"Tomorrow, let's hire an aunt who works part-time to clean up!" Han Feng glanced at the situation in the kitchen, and then went out with the packed pastries.

When I came to the underground shopping mall of the Hongcheng Commercial Building, I didn't even walk to the door of Wanyun's store, but I happened to meet the other party and walked over.

Han Feng stood in place, looked at the other party with a surprised expression, and said with a smile: "Off work?" ”

"Well, why are you here so late?" Wan Yun stepped forward, hugged the other party's arm, and asked.

"Hehe, I made a little pastry, I want you to taste it and see how my craftsmanship is" Han Feng smiled and handed the pastry he was holding in his hand to Wan Yun.

"You also make pastries?"

"There's a lot I can do! It's just that you don't know. ”

"Bragging." Wan Yun laughed crisply, then took out a piece of pastry from the bag, took a bite, and then sighed with a look of surprise: "It's delicious, is this really what you made?" ”

Han Feng smiled and didn't answer, but said with a smile: "You can take these pastries back!" Let uncles and aunts taste it too. ”

Although the relationship between the two has already been settled, since Han Feng has not officially gone to the other party's house to propose marriage, it is impossible for Wan Yun to live with Han Feng often, but only occasionally goes to Han Feng's villa to live for one night, and most of the other time he still goes back to his own house to live.

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