Xiao You's eyes widened, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at Bufang with a puzzled face, and then at Yang Meiji in the distance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The bulging mouth of the plug suddenly chewed.

With a grunt, he swallowed the dragon's blood rice in his mouth, and his rosy lips were stained with oil, which looked quite bright and exuded a charming luster!

Bu Fang just came to Xiao You's side, and when Yang Meiji yelled at him, his whole body trembled slightly, and he turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Meiji.

Yang Meiji propped up her huge head, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she looked at Bufang with a look of hooliganism.

Bu Fang looked confused, what kind of eyes did this girl have?

As a step boss who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, how can he be obscene?

Bu Fang really didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Meiji, and continued to turn his head to look at Xiao You, who was staring and chewing.

"Xiao You...... How about it, is the dragon's blood rice delicious tonight?" The muscles on Bu Fang's face shook slightly, and he suddenly showed that rather difficult smile, which made Yang Meiji in the distance feel creepy.

Xiao Yu listened to Bu Fang's words, and nodded up and down.

"It's delicious, come on, since it's delicious, let's eat more. Bu Fang turned around and grabbed Xiao Hachi's porcelain plate, poured dragon blood rice on Xiao You's plate, and pushed it in front of Xiao You.

Xiao Hachi raised the head of the chicken that was still stained with a grain of dragon blood rice and looked sluggish, what happened?

After Xiao You swallowed the dragon's blood rice in his mouth, he squinted, pouted, and was full of joy, nodded heavily, stretched out his greasy hand, grabbed a handful of rice and continued to stuff it into his mouth.

On the other side of the table, the dog opened his eyes and chewed on the drunken pork ribs in his mouth, and the fragrance of the drunken pork ribs suddenly spread.

Let's chirp, chirp.

Bufang kid has a problem today, the dog master dog paw on the table, and squinted at Bufang while chewing.

Bu Fang's tilted head and obscene smile on his face made the suspicion in the dog's heart more and more intense.

Bufang's smile is really creepy.

"Xiao You, if it's delicious...... Do you want to try cooking yourself?" The smile on Bufang's face gradually disappeared, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said seriously to Xiao You.

However, Xiao You's eyes widened when he heard Bu Fang's words, and he shook his head directly.

"I don't do it, I just eat it. ”

You just have to eat...... Bufang felt as if an invisible arrow had shot into his heart's liver.

It's worthy of being a foodie, you can eat, you're awesome......

When the dog master saw Bu Fang's deflated appearance, he immediately grinned and let out a chuckle.

Bufang touched his nose and squinted at the dog master, "What?

"Don't do it, this dog just needs to eat. ”

The dog shook his head arrogantly, picked up a piece of drunken ribs, and the fragrant drunken juice suddenly splashed out.

The corners of Bufang's mouth tugged, this lazy dog!

The expression on Yang Meiji's face in the distance relaxed, and he suddenly took a step back, sat on the chair, and exhaled.

It turns out that Bufang wants Xiaoyou to cook......

However, Sister You is so beautiful, she only needs to be responsible for eating.

Yang Meiji thought in her heart.

Bu Fang was deflated twice in a row, and stood up a little helplessly, every time looking for an apprentice chef was a very difficult thing.

His level of fooling is still not enough.

But he is not to blame, after all, he is just a cook, an authentic and simple little chef.

Bu Fang stood up, although he was a little unwilling in his heart, but he couldn't help it, he was also helpless in the face of these two foodies.

I pulled a chair and sat in front of the restaurant, the sky in the distance had gradually darkened, and the sunset was setting in the west, revealing a beautiful color, and the clouds were rolling up, and it was beautiful.

In the distance, there were a few dark bird shadows fluttering their wings again, suspended in the sky, flying into the distance.

There is also a faint bird's cry, lingering.

In Tianlan City, because the war has just ended, many people are repairing Tianlan City.

Although because of the presence of the Tianlan City Formation, the broken place will be automatically repaired.

But with the help of someone, the repair will be quick.

After looking at the scenery for a while, Bufang felt a little bored, stood up, and planned to go back to the kitchen to practice cooking.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Yang Meiji's huge figure.

"Why are you still here?" said Ayumi, puzzled expressionlessly.

Yang Meiji covered her stomach, chirped, and said, "Unconsciously my stomach is a little hungry...... Step boss, can I order food?"

Yang Meiji opened her eyes and looked at Bufang with sincerity.

At this moment, her nose is full of drunken pork ribs, the smell of dragon's blood rice, and the smell makes her heart itch.

Looking at Bu Fang, as soon as the words came out, there was a deafening sound in her abdomen, and she also felt quite embarrassed.

Bufang was slightly stunned, nodded, and stood up.

"Order what you want to eat yourself, and tell me when you're done. Bu Fang said, and after saying that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Yang Meiji's eyes lit up slightly, and she turned her head to look at the recipe on the wall.

Soon, Yang Meiji ordered braised pork.

She still thinks that eating meat is the most delicious, like at the beginning, her father would often cook him braised pork!

As soon as she saw the braised pork, she missed her father's craftsmanship a little.

Bufang walked to the kitchen door.

seemed to suddenly think of something, paused slightly, paused in front of the door, and looked at Xiaobai with slanted eyes.

Xiaobai touched his round head, looking confused.

Bufang blinked, turned his head to look at Yang Meiji, who was sitting in the position with a huge body, Yang Meiji was in nostalgia at the moment.

Bufang touched his chin, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and he nodded with a little meaning.

The corners of his mouth full of deep meaning tugged, making Yang Meiji, who was falling into nostalgia, feel cold all over, and couldn't help but look around.

After ordering Yang Meiji's braised pork, he stepped into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he rolled up the sleeves of his feather robe and took a deep breath.

It's time to show the real technology.

Bu Fang plans to cook the braised pork well this time.

He walked to the cupboard prepared in the kitchen, rummaged carefully, and finally found a piece of spirit beast meat that was not of very high rank.

The spirit beast meat was placed on the son, and this spirit beast meat was a second-order spirit beast meat, a very common kind of spirit beast meat.

After patting the pork lightly with the back of the keel kitchen knife, Bufang played a knife flower and prepared to start cooking.

Skillfully cutting the meat, he cut the spirit beast's meat into pieces and placed them on the porcelain plate.

The incision of each piece of meat is the same size.

After taking out the Xuanwu pot and rinsing the Xuanwu pot, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of heaven and earth Xuanhuo, and as soon as the Xuanhuo entered the Xuanwu cauldron, the temperature in the pot continued to rise.

Soon, smoke filled the pot.

After pouring the oil into the pot, the step side stir-fried a few elixirs, and then poured the pork into it and began to stir-fry.

The braised pork he chose this time was not cooked according to the recipe.

Bu Fang felt that if he wanted to conquer Yang Meiji, he had to make that kind of nostalgic taste.

So Bufang chose to cook the very ordinary braised pork.

Simplicity is the easiest way to impress people.

Snort!!

The fire rose to the sky, and after a few stir-fried steps, it was poured into the spiritual spring water and stuffed for a while.

The inside of the pot shook slightly, and the fragrance continued to diffuse, spreading, and the slightest fragrance penetrated into Bufang's snort, making him squint slightly.

This taste...... It's very simple.

......

Among the Yunlan restaurants.

Yang Meiji is quite looking forward to doing it in the position.

Hachi was running on the ground with its wings outstretched, and it was desperate now because it had finally come to its senses and its dragon's blood rice had been robbed.

But what can it do? As an ideal chicken, it can only run to vent the discomfort in its heart.

It's really uncomfortable...... That bad woman!

Xiao Youmei squinted, floating step by step in the restaurant.

The dog master lay down under the enlightenment tree again, squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

A leaf of enlightenment slowly drifted down and landed on the tip of the dog's nose, and between exhaling and inhaling, it floated away.

A burst of fragrance wafted out of the kitchen.

Bufang held the porcelain plate, the heat rolled over it, and slowly stepped out of the kitchen.

The slender and emaciated figure faded into the darkness.

Yang Meiji looked in the direction of Bufang, and her eyes lit up.

Is it finally here?

Bu Fang looked at Yang Meiji, holding the vegetable plate in one hand, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a smile that made Yang Meiji feel creepy.

"Old Yang...... Come and try my craft. ”

Bu Fang put the braised pork in front of Yang Meiji and said.

Yang Meiji's eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at Bu Fang with some surprise, and wondered in her heart, what is wrong with Boss Bu?

Yang Meiji swallowed her saliva, and turned her head to look at the braised pork in front of her.

The rich aroma surging from the braised pork is fragrant.

The pores of Yang Meiji's body were slightly opened, and the hunger in her stomach was even worse.

Not only that, Yang Meiji looked at the braised pork, smelled the somewhat familiar fragrance, and the whole person was stunned, just staring at the braised pork, forgetting to pick up the chopsticks.

"This familiar taste ......"

Yang Meiji muttered.