Feng Yue and Ji Fu made an appointment to learn how to make soup, and when the time was almost up, she and Yi Junbao went to the kitchen on the first floor.

When he went down to the first floor, when he passed the restaurant on the first floor, Yi Junbao paused, "Oh, why is he here?"

"Who?" Feng Yue asked.

Yi Junbao smiled: "It's the casino owner." ”

"Oh. Feng Yue knew, she had just heard Yi Junbao finish talking about it.

"Forget it, leave him alone, hurry up and see Chef Ji!" Yi Junbao said.

Feng Yue nodded and continued to walk forward thoughtfully.

She suddenly said, "If I make the soup and let him try it, he will be punished again." ”

Yi Junbao was slightly stunned, and complained wildly in his heart: "Good guy, you yourself use soup as a punishment tool." ”

He thought about it for a moment, as if that would be fine, so that he wouldn't need to drink any more.

After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "I think it's okay." ”

"Then it's decided. "Feng Yue has decided.

In this way, the two decided on Bai Wenxuan's next soup drink, and then came to the kitchen.

"Chef Ji, what kind of soup do we learn to make?" asked Feng Yue as soon as she came.

It's kind of impatient.

Ji Fu was prepared for a long time, and said with a smile: "Today, a guest ordered [Black Chicken Tuling Soup], so I will do this today." ”

He said as he took out the ingredients.

He put the ingredients on the cutting board and said as he cut them: "You don't need to cut the black chicken, you can just put the whole offal in it, and cut the rest into diamond-shaped pieces of this size." ”

Ji Fu showed the Earth Spirit Block in his hand.

Feng Yue nodded, taking notes seriously.

Yi Junbao nodded admiringly, worthy of being a person who can assign a lot of homework to Xiao Cheng and others, and he is also very good at taking notes.

"I'll show you how to cook. Ji Fu continued to explain and demonstrate.

Feng Yue studied earnestly beside her, while Yi Junbao watched her learn seriously.

After a while, Ji Fu said: "That's good, it's almost two hours of cooking, you can also use magic to speed up cooking, it doesn't matter if you fail, just be a simulation training." ”

Feng Yue nodded, and then began her cooking journey of [Black Chicken Tuling Soup].

I have to say that Feng Yue's comprehension ability is very good, and some of the tricks are quickly mastered and started.

Seeing that she was getting better, Yi Junbao smiled slightly, and turned to Ji Fu and said, "There is an old man at the first table on the far left of the restaurant outside, wait for you to give him Yueyue's soup to drink." ”

"Huh?" Ji Fu exclaimed, and then asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Isn't it a sign to smash Feng Yue's soup with Feng Yue?

Yi Junbao thought for a while and said, "He offended me." ”

Ji Fu immediately nodded and said, "That's okay." ”

To offend his friend is to offend him, and he must be given some color.

It's just that...... He then said weakly: "It's just that he is the owner of Tairan Casino, so it's not good!"

Ji Fu obviously also knew Bai Wenxuan.

"It's okay, you asked the person who brought the soup up to say that it was Simon's man who asked him to drink it, and he would drink it. Yi Junbao has this confidence.

He had enough lessons in the morning, and Bai Wenxuan should not dare to refuse.

Ji Fu nodded suspiciously, "You can protect me then, I'm just a cook." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, even if there is something, won't I be here?" Yi Junbao patted his chest and promised.

Ji Fu nodded: "Okay! It just so happened that what he ordered was also [Black Chicken Tuling Soup], which can be regarded as fate." ”

Since it's fate, you shouldn't mind.

Of course, this is just Ji Fu's idea of self-comfort.

At this time, Ji Fu's [Black Chicken Tuling Soup] was good, but Bai Wenxuan was blessed.

Yi Junbao had no choice but to be blessed on his behalf, so this pot of soup belonged to him and Feng Yue.

On the other hand, Feng Yue began to try to speed up the cooking time with magic power, which was indeed a handiwork.

It can be seen that although it is a small fire, it is boiling inside, as if it is boiling over a large fire, which shows that the fire control technology of Fengyue has not even reached the entrance.

But she was not discouraged, because this seemed normal to her, just like refining medicine, it was all about summing up experience from countless failures, and finally came up with a not so perfect finished product.

After some tossing, there has been a little bit of progress, but this soup is basically ruined.

Feng Yue knew that her soup was bad just by looking at her appearance this time, and her soup was okay in terms of appearance and smell before, but the black chicken in this pot [Black Chicken Tuling Soup] was not shaped, the whole chicken was full of holes, and some of the meat was stewed badly, but the meat quality of some of the meat was still firm.

This is the performance of poor fire control technology, due to the uneven heating of the ingredients inside, and there are many parts of the black chicken that are not affected by the magic power, so it is a little more difficult to cook than other parts, and those parts are considered half-cooked!

"Forget it, let it simmer a little longer, it should be cooked. Feng Yue sighed.

Her learning results this time are considered invalid.

Yi Junbao comforted: "It's okay, it's impossible to become a fat man in one bite, take your time." ”

Feng Yue glanced at him, "Do you think I'll eat fat?"

Yi Junbao was stunned for a moment, this ...... How did you get to this topic?

He sneered, "No, definitely not, absolutely not." ”

Yi Junbao "won't" three times.

Feng Yue smiled, "Just kidding." ”

It's not like a joke on your face, if he says yes, he'll probably be beaten.

Yi Junbao touched his nose and changed the topic: "This soup is for the old man anyway, it doesn't matter if it's cooked or not." ”

Feng Yue thought about it, it seems that it is too, or it will be out of the pot now.

Ji Fu also said at this time: "The black chicken is already eight ripe and can be eaten." ”

With his words, Feng Yue immediately made a decision: "Then let's serve the dishes!"

It's a failed dish, and it's a waste of time to keep doing it, time is precious, and it's not worth wasting it here.

She wouldn't admit that the idea was to convince herself.

Ji Fu rang the food delivery bell, and after a while, Xiao Er came to pick up the food.

Ji Fu instructed Xiao Er to remember to report Ximen's name, otherwise maybe something would happen to Bai Wenxuan.

Of course, after reporting Simon's name, there may be a bigger trouble.

After all, he didn't know what grievances Yi Junbao and Bai Wenxuan had.

Xiao Er also served several other dishes by the way.

He came to Bai Wenxuan's table with a plate, put the two dishes on the table, and then put the [Black Chicken Tuling Soup] on Bai Wenxuan's right hand, so that Bai Wenxuan could serve the soup.

He continued, "There is a gentleman named Simon who has asked you to finish this soup. ”

As soon as Bai Wenxuan heard the name of Simon, the memory of this morning immediately flooded into his mind, but that Simon, right?

His body couldn't help but tremble, and he looked up to ask for clarification, but found that Xiao Er had already left.

Bai Wenxuan looked at the [Black Chicken Tuling Soup], hesitated for a long time, and decided to open the soup first.

As soon as he opened the lid, the miserable black chicken inside came into view.

Isn't this really poisonous? Could it be that my predecessors want to poison me?

Bai Wenxuan immediately shook his head, no, if the seniors wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of moving their fingers, how could it be so troublesome.

So what now? Eat, or not eat?

Bai Wenxuan decided this question without hesitation, of course he ate it!

Bai Wenxuan gritted his teeth, forget it, early death and late death are death, early death and early superbirth.

He served a bowl, and as far as the soup was concerned, the color was still okay.

He swallowed, not greedy, nervous.

With the mentality of seeing death as home, he jerked his head up and poured down the whole bowl of soup.

As soon as I took my mouth, the bitter taste came up, and the stomach suddenly churned, and stomach acid gushed up from the stomach.

"Gott~"

Bai Wenxuan couldn't stand it anymore and vomited on the spot, but he took out a pocket in time to pretend.

His [Baibaodou]! Bai Wenxuan wanted to cry without tears.

He looked at this soup, and he wanted to die, what kind of soup is this?

The person who can make this soup is definitely a poisoner.

Indeed, except for the sealing moon, no one can make soup that is unpalatable to this extent.

Bai Wenxuan summoned Xiao Er and asked, "Do you really want to finish drinking?"

Xiao Er shook his head, "I don't know, Mr. Simon didn't say it." ”

Bai Wenxuan waved his hand and asked Xiao Er to go down, but he didn't say that he wanted to drink it all by default.

He sighed faintly, ignoring the two dishes next to him, he was afraid that he would vomit more when the two were compared to each other.

Drink it!

Bai Wenxuan served another bowl, and he had to finish it.

As soon as the mouth enters, the mask of pain reappears, and then

"Gott~"

He threw up again.

He muttered haggardly, "Forget it, take a slow, eat some black chicken first." ”

So, he pulled out a black chicken leg, and his face suddenly collapsed, isn't it?

"This ......" Bai Wenxuan's mentality is about to collapse.

How does this make him eat!

Bai Wenxuan took a bite of the chicken leg with tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Vomit"

A little sick to his stomach, but he swallowed it.

Take another bite and continue to swallow.

It's so unpalatable! Especially for a person like him who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea, this is like chewing wax, and it is so hard to swallow.

His unusual movement attracted the attention of the others, who looked at the dishes on their tables, and thought, is it so unpalatable?

Do you want to touch porcelain or eat overlord meals?

Bai Wenxuan didn't know what they were thinking, and let out a big breath of turbidity.

Finally swallowed it.

He felt like he might have to squat in the toilet for a day or two after eating.

It's not physical, it's psychological, he feels he needs it.

Damn, he has the wrong tendon in his brain, and he wants to come here to eat.

Bai Wenxuan complained about himself in his heart, drank soup and ate meat, and vomited at the same time.

He was very busy for a while.

He drank a pot of soup for three hours, and it was difficult for him to see his pale face.

Feng Yue and Yi Junbao watched secretly, and Feng Yue's self-esteem was also faintly injured.

This is perhaps the most realistic reaction she's ever seen, which also shows that five stars may not be enough for her soup.

"Let's go!" Feng Yue said in a dejected manner.

Yi Junbao noticed it and comforted: "It's okay, one day you can cook it." ”

Feng Yue nodded: "I know, it's just a little frustrated, I can adjust it myself, don't worry." ”

Ji Fu sighed on the side: "I won't charge money for this meal, it's pitiful." ”

He didn't expect Bai Wenxuan to be able to drink it, how afraid he was of Brother Simon! Just hearing a name was so crazy.

Saying that, he also went back to the kitchen and stopped looking at Bai Wenxuan.