It's raining.

It still rains with aura.

Although Bu Fang's divine consciousness is suppressed, it still exists, and for the aura in the rain, the sense is real.

Will the earth also have aura?

Was it there throughout, or was it because of his return?

Bu Fang had some doubts in his heart, he had not cultivated before, so he naturally didn't know if there was aura in the rain.

The aura rain didn't last long and soon stopped.

The ground was full of water, and when he stepped on it, the water splashed, and the cold rain slipped into his toes, making him feel a little cold.

The aura is only contained in the rain, and after the rain evaporates, the aura that was originally contained in the rain also rises.

It was in the air.

Actually, there is no aura in the air, because it rains, so there is aura.

It's weird in this rain......

Suddenly, Bufang was stunned.

Lost in thought.

It seems that the machine spirit is really sleeping on this earth, otherwise it is impossible for the earth to have a spiritual rain.

didn't find Xiao You, and Bu Fang was also a little helpless.

His divine sense was suppressed, and the suppressive force was very strong, of course, Bu Fang could also forcibly impact and suppress, but he didn't know what the consequences would be if he forcibly rushed away.

Will you scare the snake?

Or will it cause upheaval on the earth, causing the earth to be destroyed or something......

Back in the old house.

The smell of moldy ingredients was still in the air, and Bufang frowned, putting away all the ingredients and throwing them away as garbage.

This kind of ingredient, he can't look at it at all.

There was a knock on the door.

Bufang opened the door.

Outside the door, standing was Liu Mu, who looked at Bufang with a frightened face at the moment, as if he was alive and dead.

Now, he didn't dare to offend Bu Fang at all.

Crushed the phone casually, and patted it gently, and my fingers were almost broken......

This guy, there's a problem.

"The chef told you to come over!"

Liu Mudao.

After saying that, he hurriedly ran away, he didn't think about how to face Bufang, so he didn't want to see Bufang now.

Head chef?

patted the little skin on his back and stepped out of the door.

Walking downstairs, I came to the restaurant opposite.

Yue Mansion is the name of this restaurant, and the decoration is magnificent and gorgeous.

But business is quite bleak.

It has nothing to do with the chef's skills, the dishes at this restaurant actually taste very good.

Bufang is an apprentice chef here, and he has tasted the chef's craft.

However, the restaurant is not popular, and the original step did not understand it at all.

Liu Mu shrank aside in fear, Bu Fang stepped into the restaurant and glanced at him, the latter cowered and didn't dare to look at Bu Fang.

Bufang pursed his lips, put his hands on his shoulders, and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

The chef doesn't have to think about it to know that he should stay in the kitchen.

Sneer......

As soon as you enter the kitchen, there is the sound of the pot crippling, which is the sound of the pot colliding with the stove, and the fire is raging.

Bufang looked up.

There, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, holding a spoon in one hand and grasping the edge of an iron pot with a rag in the other, skillfully turned the pot.

Of course, in Bu Fang's eyes, this middle-aged man's pot-turning skills are full of mistakes and omissions.

On the edge of the stove, there are a large pile of seasonings, sugar, salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, garlic paste, chili peppers......

All of this is really familiar and unfamiliar to Bu Fang.

This kind of simple cooking, Bufang seems to have not been carried out for a long time.

Sneer......

The end of the upheaval.

A spoonful of water goes down and snorts.

Cover the pot and bring to a simmer.

At this time, the chef has time to look at the step.

"It's coming......"

The chef looked at Bufang and smiled gently.

Bu Fang nodded expressionlessly, his face much softer.

This chef was very optimistic about Bu Fang at the beginning, so Bu Fang was much gentler to this chef.

"Bufang, you've been a little slacking off these days...... Cooking is a profession that cannot be slack, once you slack off, your sensitivity to food will weaken, and it will be difficult to cook satisfying dishes. ”

The chef said, wiping his hands with a rag and leaning back on the stove and watching his steps.

Bu Fang nodded, he naturally knew what the other party meant by slackness.

But it's not his fault, who told him to cross over?

"Our Yuefu business is not very good, and it may not be able to continue...... Alas, it's a pity, I was ambitious to come to Yuefu to make a career, but I ended up like this......"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, you go and cut all the ingredients...... Wait for the meal to be prepared. ”

The chef sighed.

Turn around, uncover the pot, and continue cooking.

Bufang was stunned, but he didn't refuse.

Walked to another stove.

Grabbed a few potatoes that were placed on the stove and tossed them, very familiar ingredients......

Cutting potatoes is a very annoying thing because you have to peel them before you can shred them......

But Bufang didn't care.

He now suddenly felt the urge to cook a dish.

I don't know if he still has that kind of controlling cooking skills after returning.

Grab a kitchen knife from the knife holder.

With a shake of his hand, the kitchen knife played a knife flower in his hand, and the knife light flickered.

Potatoes over water and clean.

Then he tossed it gently.

The potatoes were floating in the air, and when they were about to fall, Bufang's eyes suddenly became sharp.

In his eyes, the speed at which the potatoes were falling was very slow.

Airplanes......

The kitchen knife slashed out, as if it had been cut in a circle, and the knife flew everywhere.

Then.

Hold the kitchen knife horizontally with the knife side facing up.

The potato suddenly fell, landed on the knife surface, and was still dripping and turning.

On the other side, a whole strip of potato peels of the same width.

Liu Mu happened to come in and happened to see this scene, his mouth opened wide, and he was dumbfounded......

This kind of operation is simply blinding his eyes!

Can you peel potatoes like this?!

"You...... You, you, you......"

Liu Mu stretched out his fingers and stammered speechless.

Bufang glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitching.

......Dada

There was a fast-paced collision, which was the collision of a kitchen knife and a cutting board, which was very pleasant.

The whole oval potato is cut into thin strips, and each shredded potato is the same thickness......

This voice made the chef turn around involuntarily, just in time to see the knife work of Bufang.

It was a bit of a surprise.

Of course, it is amazing, if you see the scene of Bufang throwing potatoes and peeling them before, you may be as frightened as Liu Mu.

After cutting the potatoes, the steps are not continuing.

The next dish is fried shredded potatoes.

"You continue. ”

The chef said suddenly.

I don't know why, when Bu Fang performed the knife work just now, there was a charm that made him happy and convinced.

Did this kid suddenly open his mind?

"Good. The step nodded expressionlessly.

Igniting a fire, heating a pan, and the sound of snorting gas spitting fire.

The movements of the step are simple and chic.

The main thing is that this dish is so simple that there is no difficulty.

As soon as the kitchen knife was flicked, it crossed the board, and the shredded potatoes were put into the pot one after another, and the vigorous white gas suddenly surged.

Holding the pot and spoon, the steps begin to stir the pot.

That set of movements, extremely coordinated, seemed to be connected into a line.

The fire was thin, and Bufang's face was neither happy nor sad.

Without looking, Bufang grabbed the pot and scooped the seasoning on the stove.

How much should be scooped up for each spoonful, and how much is appropriate, you don't need to look at the steps.

Sprinkle into the pan and stir for a while.

Liu Mu swallowed his saliva.

"This kid...... Mess around, deliberately handsome? I don't even look at the amount of seasoning...... Just sprinkle it in the pot!"

Liu Mu didn't believe that Bu Fang's cooking skills were so good all of a sudden.

Obviously, I was with him before.

said that you would pounce into a dog together, why did you quietly boil your head?

"Shut up, look at ......"

The chef scolded Liu Mu excitedly.

He turned his head and stared at it, and the cooking action of the step, without the slightest mistake, was so perfect that he couldn't believe it.

The indifference in those eyes is the confidence in his cooking skills, and Bu Fang believes that the amount of seasoning in every spoonful and the control of every heat......

This is the confidence that only a world-class chef can have!

Textbook cooking!

Snort.

The pot is upside down.

The shredded potatoes in the pot fell into the pot and spoon one after another.

With a bang, pour it into a bowl.

The soup poured down.

There seemed to be a flash of light.

Liu Mu almost thought he was blind!

The dish can still glow! It was really glowing just now!

"Sour and spicy shredded potatoes, done. ”

Bufang put down the kitchen utensils, frowned, and wiped the water stains on his hands.

Without the Chef suit, it still feels quite uncomfortable.

"This ......"

The chef's lips were trembling, and he looked at Bufang in disbelief.

The dishes are formed, as if there is light flowing.

Although it is just a simple dish of sour and spicy shredded potatoes, the fragrance in the air and the right amount of sour and spicy atmosphere.

This dish is not simple in the ordinary.

The chef swallowed and grabbed the spoon.

Scoop a spoonful of spicy and sour shredded potatoes with a pale golden color.

If you look closely, you can see that the thickness of each piece of shredded sour and hot potatoes is the same, which is the perfect knife work.

And...... The flavor and heat control of each shredded potato are exactly the same......

Ahh

Take a spoonful of shredded potatoes in your mouth.

The chef's gaze froze......

"Oh~~~"

The chef's eyes narrowed, his face flushed, and his clothes fluttered.

He felt as if he was riding a horse, galloping across the prairie.

Galloping horses, dashing.

The wind is blowing, the horses are barking, and the potatoes are rolling under their feet......

Sour and spicy taste, soft and tender potatoes...... Combined with each other, it is like a delicacy in the world, which makes people sink!

The chef grabbed the spoon, his feet clasped together, and his body trembled, as if he was trembling.

He had never eaten such delicious food.

Is this really what humans can cook?

Isn't this God's handiwork?!

The chef's eyes were red, and he felt like he was about to cry......

Liu Mu was dumbfounded, looking at the chef's reaction, he felt like the chef was on the top of a ghost......

Nima ...... It's just a hot and sour potato shred, are you moved like this?!

Liu Mu was shouting wildly in his heart.

The fragrance that filled the air made him a little unconvinced.

He didn't believe that Bu Fang, who had the same level of cooking skills as him, could make such a dish!

He grabbed a porcelain spoon and jerked a spoonful of shredded potatoes.

As soon as he stuffed it into his mouth, he didn't care about the heat, so he chewed it.

Chewing, chewing......

Liu Mu's movements stopped......

His body froze, and his eyes were slightly distracted.

He felt as if his soul had drifted away.

This dish reminds him of the dish that his elderly grandmother cooked for him when he was a child......

That smell, that feeling, made his nose sour.

I couldn't help but cry.

How could there be such a delicious sour and hot shredded potato in the world!

Thundered!

Bu Fang looked at the reaction of the chef and Liu Mu, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Suddenly, a roar rang out.

Bufang's brows furrowed suddenly.

Looking out the window, thunderclouds gathered and a terrible roar coalesced in them.

In that thundercloud, the majestic aura was churning, and it seemed that an invisible force locked him.

Bufang's gaze froze.

"Thunder Tribulation?Cooking on Earth will also have Thunder Tribulation?!"

Bufang looked straight into the sky, as if he wanted to see through the thunderclouds.

Soon, though, the thundercloud dispersed.

It seems that the condensation and appearance are just to give a warning to the step.

Bufang narrowed his eyes, this was the intention to ...... Don't let him cook?