The sun has begun to become more and more intense, shining on the ground, and after standing outside for a long time, you can feel the burning of your skin, of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but judging from the continuous flow of people into the building, it is true that more and more people are coming in to rub the air conditioner.

Qin Fen closed the dialog box with Yue Lao, as for how the Golden Whisker Daoist in the back would deal with him, he didn't care, his own move was a dangerous move, maybe once the other party knew, he would add fuel to the fire, and it was likely that he would not expect to fall into his trap.

Since it is impossible to predict the variables, Qin Fen is no longer entangled, to put it bluntly, the dead friends are not dead and poor, and the merit of the buddy 2000 has been recorded.

Boom, the head of the god of food shuddered.

"Shangxian, just now Yue Lao sent a message and asked me to prepare a banquet, this time with roast duck? I don't think it's good, but the general dishes may not be attractive, so I'm a little unsure. ”

I've been tired of eating lately, and no matter how good things are, I can't help but eat them every day.

"You can make hot pot." Qin Fen mentioned, there is no banquet, it can bring the atmosphere closer than this thing.

Chafing dish? The God of Food frowned and was stunned again, what kind of pot is this?

"Dare to ask Shangxian, what kind of pot is hot pot? What is the shape, is it difficult to do, and is the material rare? Is it troublesome to build? "The god of food is waiting quietly, hot pot, as soon as I hear it, it is a high-end product, this is a magic weapon with attributes.

"If it's a true fire of samadhi, it's a bit difficult." The god of food muttered.

What the hell is the true fire of Samadhi! Qin Fen's face darkened, this is another cognitive gap, and he immediately explained the method and appearance of the hot pot.

The god of food immediately realized, "It turns out that Shangxian you are talking about antique soup." But there are a lot of people in general, so I'm afraid it's a bit rude. ”

Antique soup? Qin Fen understood, this probably appeared relatively early in ancient times, and he had a name.

"Faux pas? No, no, no, you use bamboo skewers to string up the ingredients, and then classify them, take what you want to eat, blanch your own, don't use a small pot, just want a big one, so that the atmosphere is good, easy to talk, and do it yourself. ”

Do-it-yourself? The black line in the head of the god of food, it would be nice if this group of uncles could cook, but looking back, indeed, it is indeed much more enjoyable to eat while doing it yourself, and it is indeed much more enjoyable, and the food put in it will not be scattered with bamboo skewers, this idea is really the finishing touch, at least I can't think of it.

"Thank you to the immortals, the little one understands, the predecessors have a deep attainment in food, my generation respects it, and I hope to give it advice in the future." The God of Food is from the heart, if Qin Fen is just higher in cultivation than him and has more knowledge than him, then forget it, but in terms of professional knowledge, it is different to be able to inspire him and guide him, as a top person in the industry, he believes in the master as a teacher.

Hey, since the hot pot has been there before, then Qin Fen is not stupid, so I will play a variant for you, and let the skewers of Malatang invade the heavenly court in a big way.

Thinking of the scene where the immortals held a handful of skewers and put them in the pot, Qin Fen had an inexplicable sense of joy.

Sun Yating was not there today, she seemed to be busy with her personal affairs, once she lost her backbone, the rhythm of the entire store seemed to slow down a few beats, and Qin Fen was tired into a dead dog.

As soon as he got off work, several apprentices immediately came up, saying that they were going out to eat, not in the store, and looking for a better food stall to drink.

As soon as Qin Fen got home, he didn't say a word, pulled out a whisker from the refrigerator, and took a bite.

Walking out of the door, the night has come, the sky is covered by clouds, and the sack on the large plastic basin is opened, Qin Fen's eyes are straight, good guy, although the bean sprouts are born quickly, they are not the same as taking hormones.

He took a step forward, squatted on the side, and compared it with his hands, which were all budding, and the growth was gratifying, and it was already a finger long, and the buds on the head were not completely good, but it was time to harvest, and after a while it would be almost old.

Bean sprouts are generally born quickly, Qin Fen did it when he was a child, and at that time the family didn't have much money, so it was easier to do this, but what is the situation now?

After pulling out a few roots, Qin Fen walked into the house as soon as he turned around, rinsed them, then boiled a bag of vermicelli, added seasonings, and threw the bean sprouts into it.

I picked up a little bit with chopsticks and quietly looked at the mung bean sprouts that were somewhat plump.

"Does the mud of this heavenly court have its own fertilizer? I just don't know, what does the taste of things on this earth grow? Qin Fen muttered to himself, he came completely according to the path of the novel, doesn't it often be said in online articles that the products produced by the Heavenly Realm must be high-quality? What is planted is to be developed.

Since I don't know, let's take a look, so he had such a plan at the beginning, maybe he can build a farmhouse in the future, or a farm, in order to be quiet, you can first come to a farmhouse with private dishes, anyway, now the materials are available, and the cooking technology is also available, and Qi live.

took a bite and put it in his mouth, Qin Fen chewed slowly, and then glared at it fiercely, it was delicious, sweeter than ordinary bean sprouts, the taste was a little weird, it was not a well-known taste, it seemed to have some string flavors.

These bean sprouts are probably because of the mud of the heavenly court, absorbing the faint aura, or fairy energy, eating in the mouth, as if breathing the fresh air of nature, after swallowing it, the whole person is a little floating, this kind of floating, not a --- drug, but a kind of relaxation and tranquility.

It makes people calm, relaxed, very comfortable, no wonder those goods in the heavenly court taste more tricky, it turns out that they have developed such a diet habit early in the morning, and mortal things can't enter their mouths at all, last time fortunately, they didn't get the ingredients in the past, but they just provided a relatively new method, otherwise the god of food must be finished.

This is very high-end at the source.

Looking at the bean sprouts in the bowl, Qin Fen Hula ate it clean in a few bites, and when he turned around to eat and drink, he was completely short of a few stools.

"According to the routine of the novel, I should promote the market next." Qin Fen laughed, this is no pressure on him, he works in the restaurant himself, but he decided to card a card for this amount, although the bean sprouts are not valuable, and they are born quickly, but he understands the truth of strange goods, anyway, in a word, he can't sell cabbage at a price.

Coupled with the craftsmanship of the God of Food, Qin Fenle is happy, he is not selling ingredients, he can sell vegetables, bean sprouts are not valuable, yes, his Qin Fen's chef's craftsmanship is valuable, hey, what he plays is high-end atmosphere and grade.

"I'm looking forward to the contact with Heavenly Court more and more, Pan Tao, when and what month will I be able to get what I want?"