But this is just my own speculation, no one can give me an accurate answer, now it depends on what the guy in front of me will do next, of course, at this moment I have been thinking in my heart, what kind of food is considered delicious by the ghost, will it be very weird, if there is no reference, then I am afraid it will be difficult for me to make this food.

"Don't be confused in your heart, I don't want to bully you little girl after living for so many years, here's a book, you can read it, if you can find a suitable dish from it, that's the best, if you can't find it, then you can only think about it, in short, it's still that condition, if you make food that makes me feel delicious, then I'll let you go, and I can also tell you the passage to the hell of Chungjiu, if you can't do it, then you can't blame others, there is only one chance, Think for yourself! ”

When it had said this, it turned to leave. And a red-walled house appeared in front of my eyes, which looked strange, but I believed it was definitely a kitchen.

"You should be a chef!"

At the moment, I don't know what to do next, but I must keep this one in front of me, if there is no basic reference, then all the food I make can be judged by it to be unpalatable, of course, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that I have to find a reason for it to make me cook, if the starting point is right, then everything that follows will be much easier, but if my starting point is wrong at the beginning, then even if I make the Manchu and Han full banquet eaten by the emperor in ancient times, I am afraid it will be difficult to get its stomach.

For the sake of Meng Luo and my life, I have to take this matter seriously no matter what.

Sure enough, I was blinded, and its body, which had just taken a few steps, was suddenly stunned, and then although it did not turn around, it nodded twice with its back to me, signaling that I guessed correctly.

"Then, since you are a chef, please make food that brings me happiness! In the same way, I will make food that will not disappoint you. ”

Although I didn't have any confidence in my heart when I said this, I still pretended to be very calm on the surface, and I couldn't show a trace of hesitation or weakness at the moment. Make sure that the one in front of you doesn't see any mistakes.

"Hehe, daring enough, little girl, no matter if you are calculating or not, I appreciate your character. Now that you've guessed that I'm a chef, I'll show you a hand! ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the red house and walked in, and I followed it after him, not to mention. From the outside, it doesn't look like much of a house, but the space inside is much larger, first there is a cupboard with all kinds of pots, I name them, I can't name them, and then there are the brightly colored shovels for stir-frying, which are neatly hung in their own unique places, and more, and more than that, this is not at all like a kitchen that is often used, it is too clean. Clean and arguably no one will believe that this is a kitchen that is often used.

I was a little stunned when I looked at everything in front of me.

"It's dumbfounded, my kitchen isn't just like that, it's more behind this door."

It said as it walked towards a courtyard gate. Looking at the door in front of me, I clearly knew that this was not a door, but a door unique to this place, I thought that there would be a whole mountain behind the door of the courtyard at most, I don't know how it fits the mountain into the house, but there is really a mountain behind this door.

"It's fresh, and I'm very particular about cooking."

It walked out with that, and I quickly followed, because I wanted to make sure what I was seeing was real. Or who, that's just a very beautiful illusion.

But when I smell the fresh air that I haven't seen for a long time, I have to believe that everything in front of me is real, and it really is. It's a ridiculous thing that becomes so natural at this moment, and the logic is all subverted by everything in front of me.

Although I don't know any of the plants here, it looks really fresh, it's not a mountain with red and green, it's mainly black and red in addition to black and red, and it looks weird. I always have an indescribable feeling in my heart, and even vaguely doubt whether these things can be eaten and whether they will be poisoned, but in the name of the chef in front of me, it will never kill me with food, because as a chef, the most unacceptable thing is disrespect for food.

It was very familiar with it, and after picking a few strange plants here, it hurried towards the gate. Of course, I don't allow myself to be left behind at this moment, after all, I want to see what kind of food this guy makes, and by the way, I want to take a look at its methods, so I can take the opportunity to learn, after all, I'm afraid this is the only time, once I give up, then the next thing to be embarrassed will only be myself.

It cooks very quickly, and that knife work I am afraid that I can't compare to one-tenth of this guy in a hundred years of practice. So I'm afraid my cooking skills will not be worse than this guy, but the sky and the earth are so far away.

It wasn't going to be a good sign, and it didn't take long for a bowl of hot noodles to be served.

"Taste it!"

After it said three words to me expressionlessly, it began to clean up its kitchen, watching it carefully wipe every used kitchen utensils, I really felt that this ghost in front of me is different from other ghosts, if this other ghost in the Sun Mountain, then they may not know what they are living for, but this one in front of them is not, it seems to know what its goal is, and what it wants, but why will it stay here and not realize its wishes!

I had such a doubt in my heart, but I didn't open my mouth to ask, just picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles in the bowl.

The first bite gave me a novel taste, this noodle is not ordinary delicious, not only with a faint sweetness, but also the fresh feeling is completely left in the bowl, as if the whole person is once again in the unpolluted mountain forest, it is really an unforgettable feeling.

"It's delicious"

I can't help but praise some of the good words, and I don't hesitate to say the good words, which is not a hypocritical compliment, but a kind of appreciation in the real sense.

"What kind of noodles is this?"

Immediately after the intoxication passed, I asked anxiously.

"Seven flower noodles!"

After saying these three words lightly, it didn't explain too much, got up and walked towards the main entrance.

"How?"

I was a little desperate to get an answer. (To be continued.) )