Bufang didn't care what he was called.

Moreover, in his opinion, the kitchen tyrant is not a worthy title of praise.

As a chef, if you don't have absolute control in the kitchen, how can you be a good chef?

As a chef, if you are in charge of a group of assistant chefs who don't listen to orders and always think about messing around and cutting corners, then what will become of this kitchen will definitely become a miasma.

During the week of Bufang's inspection, Bufang found that at least half of the cooks cut corners in the process of handling ingredients, or were lazy and reduced many steps.

This group of people has become accustomed to the handling of ingredients because they often cook in the kitchen, and this processing will always inadvertently reduce some operations.

For example, some ingredients need to be peeled, and these cooks do peel them, but there are still general residues left in the peeled skin, and they are not carefully cleaned after shaving.

These processes may not be noticed by others, or they may feel that they are not in the way.

But for Bu Fang, these steps can never be saved, and he strives for perfection, and his requirements for cooking skills are very strict.

You can do nothing, but if you cut corners, you won't do it.

Jing Kite has a good temper, so it has created these people to be unscrupulous.

Bufang has a bad temper, and in cooking, he has a bad temper.

On weekdays, it's okay to cook alone, but if there is a helper, any mistakes made by the helper will be completely reflected in his eyes.

Looking at the back of Jing Kite's departure, Bu Fang's face did not change in the slightest.

For Bufang, cooking is an art, and for art, there is always a need for excellence.

Bufang pulled a chair and sat down.

His brow furrowed slightly.

In my mind, I remembered the recipe for the three sacrificial dishes I had watched in that room earlier.

The three-course Jing Kite of the sacrifice told him that it could not be changed.

However, in Bu Fang's eyes, although these three dishes look perfect, they still have flaws.

If you can modify and fill in those defects.

The texture and taste of these three dishes will be taken to the next level.

The three dishes of the festival have a nice name.

"Spring breeze, summer injury, autumn astringent ......"

Who took the name of these three dishes...... And it's really interesting.

Bu Fang ** chin , just from the names of these three dishes, Bu Fang could feel a faint sadness.

Of course, this may just be Bufang's own emotional perception.

Bufang didn't move, just sat in the chair, brewing emotions.

There are almost five days left.

During these five days, the ingredients needed for the dish need to be found and processed.

And the three dishes required for the sacrifice should be cooked in advance.

Lots of requests and tight schedules.

Time flies.

And in the palace, the news about Bufang is also spreading rapidly.

The news that Bu Fang drove all the cooks out of the kitchen also circulated rapidly throughout the palace and even the city of goddesses.

Many people learned the news, and the expressions on everyone's faces became a little strange and playful.

Drove all the cooks out of the kitchen......

What does this man want to do? 18 dishes...... Does he want to do it alone?

Oh, and he also left Chef Jing Kite as a helper.

But......

Even if Chef Jing Kite is added, it is just two people, and the two of them just want to complete the dishes of a royal banquet...... This difficulty is not small.

And the chefs who were driven out of the kitchen by Bufang sneered at Bukata.

The voice of disdain continued to be heard.

For a while, the entire palace became quite unoptimistic about this royal banquet.

When Queen Biluo learned the news.

Almost half a day has passed.

"Did he really kick all the cooks out of the kitchen?" Listening to one of the maids, the queen's face suddenly showed a playful look.

"It's kind of interesting...... Suddenly, I was looking forward to this royal banquet. The queen's red lips grinned slightly, revealing her teeth as white as pearls.

The maid was puzzled, "Your Majesty, do you think that man can cook a royal banquet alone?"

"If he hadn't kicked out the cooks, I probably wouldn't have looked forward to it......," the queen said.

The maid was confused.

"What kind of people are that group of people, will this king not know? In previous years, the king and this king had no expectations, and they had to get by, but this year, maybe there will be some changes, if there is no change, it will be in vain for this king's expectations. ”

The queen leaned lazily towards the Lingjin throne, and her beautiful figure suddenly outlined a perfect arc.

......

Almost half a day.

Jing Kite hurried back from a distance.

From a distance, she saw Xiaobai standing at the door, and she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The power that Xiaobai had unleashed earlier made her a little scared.

Still, she mustered up the courage to push open the kitchen door and enter.

in the kitchen.

Bufang sat in his chair, pondering.

In my mind, I am constantly simulating the cooking of dishes.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he looked into the distance, where the kite had returned.

Jing Kite closed the kitchen door, and walked towards Bu Fang's position, seeing Bu Fang, he didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, a large number of ingredients appeared in the food area.

"It's a two-portion King Banquet ingredient, so Chef Bu has two chances...... If you fail to cook a dish once, you can try it again, many of the ingredients are so precious that you can only collect two servings in a short period of time. ”

Jing Yuan looked at Bu Fang and said.

Bu Fang stood up, took his hands, walked to the food area, rummaged through the ingredients, and observed.

Then he turned to look at Jing Yuan and said, "You can go find some green fruits and purple cloud grass again......

"Huh, Bi Qingguo and Purple Cloud Grass?" Jing Yuan was slightly stunned, as if she was a little puzzled.

"It seems that none of the eighteen dishes of the King's Banquet require these ingredients......"

Jing Yuan said with a frown.

Suddenly, as soon as she finished speaking, her body froze.

Because she raised her head, she just met the faint gaze of Bufang.

"I'll ...... now"

Thinking that the starting party drove away all the helpers without saying a word, Jing Kite's little face turned pale.

This is a kitchen tyrant, and I actually question his behavior.

Suddenly, there was a little fear in my heart.

Jing Kite turned around and trotted into the distance, and disappeared after a while.

The corners of Bufang's mouth twitched suddenly......

This woman...... Isn't it stupid.

After Jing Kite left.

Bu Fang's gaze fell on the ingredients, and he exhaled lightly.

Roll up the sleeves of your feather robe and get ready to start working on the ingredients.

Of course, what he had to deal with now was the ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes.

Airplanes......

A sword light flashed in an instant.

Bu Fang's gaze suddenly became sharp.

A curtain of stars emerges and meteors fall.

The next moment, one after another sword lights burst out.

Those ingredients all rose to the sky, constantly changing shapes under the impact of the sword light.

The skin is flying, and the vegetable stalks are falling sideways.

Shredding, dicing, slicing, everything is done to near perfection.

After the ingredients are cut, the steps are carried out to clean the ingredients.

The water of the Goddess City is a kind of clear water with a very strong aura, and it is not worse than the Tianshan Spiritual Spring Water at the starting point.

Therefore, Bufang did not change other water, and washed it directly.

Hula-la.

Nuoda in the kitchen.

There is only the sound of the step as the ingredients are washed.

After a long time.

Jing Kite hurried back.

The two ingredients Bu Fang said were quite rare, and she finally found them after rummaging through the food library.

When she pushed away the kitchen and entered the kitchen, she saw the processed ingredients on the blue and white porcelain plates, still flowing with crystal droplets.

Jing Kite stayed in place slightly.

How long has it been since the ingredients needed to cook the sacrificial dishes have been processed?

"What do you do stupidly, give me the ingredients, and then, you go and deal with the other ingredients, remember, you must not be sloppy in handling the ingredients. ”

Bu Fang said.

Jing Yuan came back to her senses and hurriedly handed the two ingredients in her hand to Bu Fang.

Biqing fruit is a turquoise fruit.

After Bu Fang took it, he just cut it with a keel kitchen knife and cut it in half.

He took out the fruit cut in half, grabbed it with one hand, and pinched it violently, squeezing out the turquoise juice and dripping it into a prepared blue and white porcelain bowl.

As for the purple cloud grass, Bu Fang opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of white flames, burning the purple cloud grass.

Caused the purple cloud grass to turn into a purple liquid.

The purple cloud grass liquid was also put into a blue and white porcelain bowl.

The ingredients for the three sacrificial dishes are processed.

"Bi Qingguo and Purple Cloud Grass don't seem to be the ingredients needed for the sacrificial dishes, right?" Jing Yuan asked suspiciously as she looked in the direction of Bu Fang while processing the ingredients.

Bufang didn't answer immediately, but glanced at Jing Kite.

"You watch first, and you'll find out later. ”

Walk the square road.

The next moment.

The white tiger stove floats out, and the basalt pot is placed on the stove.

A white flame erupted into the stove, blazing.

The scorching heat burst out suddenly.

Bufang tied up his hair with a velvet rope and began to cook.

The pot and spoon rotated in Bu Fang's hand, and Bu Fang's spiritual power swept out like a sea, and the feather robe flew one after another.

Jing Kite suddenly looked a little sluggish from a distance......

The action of step-by-step cooking is smooth and dazzling.

One of the three sacrificial dishes, spring breeze.

This is a vegetarian dish, according to the record in the recipe, this dish is mixed with thirty-two kinds of elixir fairy materials, one thing and one taste, can not be mixed, there are thirty-two different flavors to eat, it is a great test of the chef's control.

It seems to symbolize the revival of all things in the spring breeze and the feeling of a hundred flowers blooming.

The so-called spring breeze is exactly what it means.

Boom Boom!!

The flames are blazing.

The crimson flames in the basalt cauldron rose to the sky,

The ingredients are put into the pot, stir-fried in the pan, and each ingredient is soaring to the sky, and the oil juice is splashing, and the flow is glorious.

Gently stir the pot, and the ingredients will fall into the pot, scoop out, and put it on a porcelain plate.

Under the control of mental power, the presentation of ingredients is very exquisite.

The hot oil boiled and poured down, and the sound of snorting resounded endlessly.

It made that dish seem to burst out with brilliant brilliance.

Thundered!!

Above the sky, thunderclouds swept in.

Thunder penalty is coming.

Of course, for Bu Fang, the so-called thunder punishment is all handled by Xiaobai.

This time...... Xiaobai should be able to eat to his heart's content.

Jing Kite was fascinated by it, and the cooking of the steps made her learn a lot when she watched it.

Among them, the control of the heat and the degree of ripeness of the ingredients......

It simply amazed her.

In the past, she only had a vague degree of control over these, but the cooking of the steps was extremely accurate.

This level requires cultivation...... She's not even close.

Suddenly.

Jing Kite's gaze changed.

Because she suddenly found that Bu Fang actually put the juice of the green fruit into the pot and boiled it, and planned to pour it directly on the dishes that had been arranged.

This act ...... It's not in the recipe!

Suddenly, her face changed.

"Step Chef! Don't! The cooking of the sacrificial dishes must not be changed in any way!"

Jing Kite subconsciously opened her mouth and shouted.

However, Bufang just glanced at her lightly, and his hands kept moving.

Turquoise juice spilled out.