The breeze accompanied by Maitreya's signature laughter, which was quickly passed in the square, and the hearty laughter was like a wind that dispelled the haze, and soon everyone forgot the embarrassment just now, and began to continue chatting and eating, enjoying themselves.

Fu Hu was very depressed, and when the scene slowly quieted down, he calmed down and took a deep breath, he has no other hobbies, like Chef Qin, he likes to eat, and he likes to study Zhai cuisine when he has nothing to do, and gradually became the iconic figure of Lingshan's house.

Fuhu is not better than the god of food, people are in the professional field, he is better at learning, and he likes to blow Xiao when he has nothing to do, but his favorite is cooking, diligence can make up for clumsiness, plus the fairy has a lot of time, over time, cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become the first place in Lingshan kitchen.

Today, Maitreya held a dinner, and he was a little itchy, so he took the initiative to ask for help, and Mao recommended himself, and he became today's leader, plus he had strong mana, and he didn't even want to help the cook, and he was completely alone and dominated the audience.

That moment just now, he was very shocked, but Maitreya smiled, and it also dispelled his depression, the food is not fresh, and it is not that his cooking skills are not good enough, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, right?

Clean up your mood, Fu Hu reinvigorated, he is the king of Lingshan Chef!

Boom, his hands flipped for a while, the kitchen knife cut vegetables in the air, the plate hovered in mid-air, and all kinds of seasonings swirled around Fuhu.

The first time I watched the gods cook with spells, the shock was really beyond words.

What does it smell? Yankong sniffed his nose, there seemed to be a special smell in the air, he blinked his eyes, "Senior brother, do you smell it?" What a strange smell, rarely smelled before. ”

Yan Fa also sniffed. His eyes lit up, and he pulled Yankong and whispered, "That's bean curd." ”

Oh, Yankong nodded, fermented bean curd? He hadn't eaten it when he was young.

"How is the bean curd made?" Yankong is still a child, and he is curious about everything.

Acting helplessly smiled bitterly, how could he know if he was not a hundred thousand.

Qin Fen is happy. "Fermented bean curd is a traditional food, and I like it very much when tofu is dried and shredded, molded and seasoned. ”

is worthy of being a senior, and I know a lot! A smile appeared on the actor's face, and then he repeated the words of the great chef.

Yankong nodded and looked around. Suddenly, it was like discovering a new world, but he remembered his senior brother's words, don't make trouble, and immediately lowered his voice, "Senior brother, is that little red or not?" ”

The acting is not very clear, and it looks a little similar. I didn't know what to say, so I could only ask in my heart, "Please solve your doubts!" ”

"That's right. That's it, it's red pepper on top. However, it seems that something is wrong, Fuhu's dish should be a southern milk stewed vegetarian dish, and it stands to reason that fermented bean curd should not be served with chili noodles. "After all, Qin Fen has learned from the God of Food, and his heart is all-encompassing.

Randomly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "I know, it should be that Fuhu didn't seal it well when he made fermented bean curd." Or in a hurry, before the time to open it in advance, there is a problem with the thread, and at this stage, the air enters. There is water vapor in it, and if the water vapor adheres to the bean curd, it will become thin and have a little peculiar smell, so in order to cover it, he put on chili noodles, which is indeed a good method. ”

Fu Hu moved his hands, raised his hand and made a move, and found the plate of Sixi vegetarian fish, and then a little smug smile appeared on his face, since it is not fresh, then change to something else, look at his signature dish, Nanyu stewed vegetarian dish.

After a few smacks, Fu Hu got up from the pot and brought the plate in his hand to Yankong, "Little guy, come and try my signature dish." ”

Xiao Yankong Zhen listened attentively to Senior Brother relaying Chef Qin's words, and while listening, he nodded and looked very serious, and his little face was red.

As soon as Fu Hu came over at this moment, he immediately stood up and gave a salute to the other party, Xiao Yankong was still very polite, and the monks around him praised him in their hearts, yes, he was a good boy.

"Is it a stewed dish in the south?"

Listening to Yan Kong's soft voice, the smile on Fu Hu's face became even stronger, "Little guy, you are so smart, you actually know." ”

"My brother told me." Yankong is very proud, he is already very smart.

"So you know what? This is my specialty, a must-have. Fu Hu decided to salvage the mistake just now.

"Really?"

"Then it goes without saying, who am I Fuhu, I dare to admit the second, no one dares to recognize the first in Lingshan, and this bean curd is all secretly made by me, not anywhere else." Fu Hu began to tell the truth.

That's right, his cooking skills are indeed the best in the mountains, which is not a boast.

Descending Dragon looked at his junior brother and shook his head and smiled, "This Fuhu just loves his cooking skills, but Xiao Yankong is very good, and he is very wise." ”

Guanyin nodded, "They are all very good at performing the empty method, they are good seedlings, and the future of Buddhism will depend on them in the future, Fu Hu, hey, to be honest, if he can spend half of his cooking time on homework, it is estimated that he will have attained Bodhi earlier." Just like you, I like to run around and play the world. ”

"Isn't that a red dust refining heart?" Descending the dragon doesn't care about smiling, he was a Taoist in his previous life, his body was rebuilt, he was used to laughing and scolding, and he couldn't stand the rules and precepts.

"But the senior brother said that your bean curd has a peculiar smell, that is, it is a little stinky, and it was not done well when it was sealed, and it entered the water vapor, so I smelled a little strange just now. Is it broken? "Acting in the air, blinking his eyes.

Fu Hu was so embarrassed, the smile on his face was fleeting. Facing that innocent face, those clear eyes looked at him, and his gaze was like Zixiao Divine Thunder, thundering him on the outside and tender on the inside.

I thought that I was doing it seamlessly, and the little flaws were covered up perfectly, but I didn't expect this little guy to say it.

Fu Hu's heart hurts.

The surroundings were so quiet again, and the monks all looked at Fuhu Arhat strangely, this is still a secret system?

You are so fooling us, you don't do well, it's stinky, this concept has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Acting in the air will not deceive people, the monks will not speak, and Fu Hu's face will not deceive people, he is already about to turn blue.

It's an idiot who can see it.

As soon as these words came out, the good Maitreya banquet was instantly embarrassed to freezing point.

Guanyin smiled apologetically, "I suddenly found that I wasn't hungry!" With that, he put the dish back on the table and floated away.

The dragon sighed in his heart, this face was lost, "Ahaha, the weather is good today, I'll try that again." "Daoji is Daoji, not taboo, but also uncomfortable. At this critical moment, he can only stand up to his junior brother.

Maitreya still has the same smiling face, but the corners of his mouth twitch, it was a mistake to call Fu Hu to arrange it today, he also likes to eat, but he lost his appetite in an instant.

The Buddha is like this, and the monks below can imagine that they all feel that they have put the food in their hands back on the table. didn't even look at Fu Hu, just stared at the desktop in a daze.

"Fuhu Master, have you really done a bad job?" This sound, like a heavenly punishment, came out of Yankong's small mouth, and Fu Hu only felt that the sky was thundering.

That's! I can't live today. Fu Hu closed his eyes, and at that moment, he was so sad and helpless.

Qin Fen didn't know whether to be happy or cry in his heart, he really didn't mean to!

He really didn't mean it, and there was a person next to him who was even more painful, and he looked at Fu Hu speechlessly in a depressed manner. (To be continued.) )

PS: Outbreak at the end of the 27th, in storage