Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Serious Cultivation Really Exhausts Physical Strength
chatting all the way, unconsciously came to the heavily guarded West City Gate, and the Hercules who drove away the Beast shook the badge, and then without even checking the "carriage", he was let go by the smiling city guards.
Yevre looked at Ziophra curiously, but did not ask again.
It seems that Ziophra is really good, and even the city guards who were unusually strict yesterday didn't come to check it.
Could it be that the people and horses I saw yesterday were members of forces that were not as good as Ciophra?
The speed of the beast was very fast, but in just ten minutes, it had walked more than twenty miles and stopped smoothly at the gate of the Tallis Restaurant.
Before the three of them got out of the car, Nikokovich, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed to the "carriage" and saluted respectfully.
"Mistress Ziophra, and Jevre and Lias, you are early, and everything is ready for you to come. β
"Nikokovich, you better go and get busy with the rest of the business, leave us alone. β
With an impatient wave of his hand, Ziophra swept Nikokovich, who was bent on his thigh, away.
"If there's something important, come to the back kitchen and look for us, but if it's okay, don't bother. β
"Master Ziophra, then you are busy first, and I will go upstairs to the private room to have a look. β
Nikokovich, who didn't shoot on the back, his face remained unchanged, and his face was still full of flattery.
It's just a pity that I was busy all night, and the luxury suite that was renovated was afraid that it would not be useful.
Before turning to leave, Nikoguvich looked at Jevre with a complicated expression and looked deeply at him.
It seems that Master Ziophra really values this little coward, and it is necessary for him to start from the details and save the country.
A group of three people, looking up all the way, quickly passed through the hall of the restaurant and came to the new kitchen.
Looking at the kitchen that had changed so much overnight, Yevre was a bit of a Spartan.
How did the grill of Lurans become less and was also moved to the corner. A few of Cariti's pans were also crying alone in the kitchen corner.
And his own stove has not only increased, but also replaced with a new set.
The cutting board area, which used to be a little narrow, is now more than twice as large.
Even the round tables and metal stools that everyone usually uses for resting and dining have been replaced with square tables and soft chairs made of black source wood with unique textures.
Ziophra looked at the spotless, clean and bright kitchen, nodded with satisfaction, and casually lay down on the soft chair with Lias, and did not bother with anything else.
Yevre helplessly looked at the two uncles who came to open their mouths and stretched out their hands, and checked the changes in a dry vessel with peace of mind.
Fortunately, the familiar utensils have basically not changed, but the material of the kitchen knife is more high-end and sharper.
Looking at the mountains of fresh ingredients, the multiplication of spices, and the proficiency of the exercises that did not change at all that night, Yevre shook his head and was busy with passion.
1,500 pounds of red flavor base is still boiled, and 25% of the "super emphasis flavor" flavor is quietly entered.
As for the same broth, it is also slowly boiling over a low fire.
Copied a slightly sharp chopping knife, under the gaze of dozens of pairs of already aesthetically tired eyes, Long Feifeng danced to deal with the ingredients.
Lias looked up, looking at the sword light and the remnants of his arm, thinking about a question.
If Yevre's strength is higher, not to mention any heavenly level, even if it is a ground level, maybe others will be frightened by the scene where cooking a dish can fill the room with afterimages.
Lias is looking forward to this.
In a flash, it was time for business hours, and Yevre, who had finished his preparations, was eating hot pot with the two leisurely.
From time to time, ask Louisa, who is constantly coming in and out, to see how the traffic is today.
As a result, Yevre, who learned the specific information, couldn't hold back his calm face a little.
The pre-ordered plates issued yesterday have all been used up, and there is still an endless stream of customers waiting in line in the hall.
According to Louisa's rough estimate, the 20,000 pounds of semi-finished ingredients prepared this morning were not enough at all.
"Sister Louisa, you go and inform the guests, there is only so much at noon. I didn't want to overwork myself and die suddenly in front of the chopping board. β
A group of big stomachs, the amount of food for one person is as good as more than a hundred adult men in his hometown, fortunately this is not a cafeteria, otherwise the price is set no matter how exaggerated, it will be quickly eaten.
No matter how Louisa explained it specifically, she didn't pay attention to Nikokovich's careful inquiry, anyway, there was a big guy like Ziophra who stood up to it, and she would be angry with him if she had the guts.
The three of them enjoyed the delicious food slowly, and when they were full of wine and food, they went to the private room prepared by Nikoguvich and had a good discussion on the cultivation of the exercises.
Under the guidance of two experienced veteran drivers, who were either persuasive or impatient, Yevre finally settled on a complete set of training routes for the near future.
"Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" temporarily went with the flow, and "Basic Spiritual Defense Technique" also corrected, with a set of body techniques "Sixteen Lines with the Wind" and a set of weird knife techniques "Traceless Slash".
This time, whether it is attacking, defending, or escaping, they are all in place.
In a blink of an eye, Yevre, who was full of exercises, continued to chop vegetables and boil soup in a daze, preparing dinner for the guests who had not eaten a big meal at noon, but secretly came to mingle with Ziopra.
As soon as he was busy, it was nearly three hours, and Yevre, who felt a sore back, looked at the skill level of more than 800 exercises, and he didn't care about the fatigue, and grinned sincerely.
"Lias, I'm running out of proficiency in the first stage of entry, and at this pace, I'll definitely be able to break through at noon tomorrow. When the time comes, let you see the power of copper skin and iron bones. β
"Hehe, okay, when the time comes, the master will practice with you, and see if you, a villain who is rampant, will be hit to the ground. β
After pouting and giving a straight look, Lias began to look forward to a breakthrough from Jevre.
This is a fair ravage, but it will not break the contract, and it is a rare opportunity to vent.
After a hurried dinner, he rode in the "carriage" that had never left, and returned to Ziopra's private estate unhindered by the vigorous and steady pace of the Vivid.
As soon as they returned to the building, the three of them went their separate ways, each busy with their own business.
Yevre occupied the training hall on the second floor, which was as wide as a football field, alone and awkwardly practiced "Sixteen Lines with the Wind", but fortunately his body was strong enough to toss at will.
Stumbling, stumbling and groping for several hours, I finally barely got started, as for what is small and large, then it is necessary to slowly grind and practice diligently.
However, just getting started, Jevre felt that his straight-line speed had almost increased by 10%, and he was more and more flexible in his close movements.
After resting for a while from exhaustion, he nibbled on dozens of pounds of the signature secret barbecue prepared by Lurence alone, and after the warm current moistened his whole body and the feeling of exhaustion completely disappeared, Yevre practiced "Leave No Trace" non-stop.
I don't know if it's because I usually touch too many kitchen knives, and I have an innate talent for knife weapons, and in less than two hours, I imitated "Seamless Slash" decently.
This is completely an extremely fast knife technique, and it is really a beginner.
The ground-level boning knife flashed on the ground, and then the air was torn, and an invisible knife mark appeared in front of him, and it pierced the one-foot-thick iron plate like a thunderbolt.
This surprise that increased the speed of the knife by three percent in an instant made Yevre sigh with deep emotion.
Not to mention the situation when facing the enemy, just improving the speed of the knife when handling the ingredients also took advantage of himself.
If "Traceless Slash" can be cultivated to the consummation realm, I am afraid that before I lift the knife, before I see any sword light and sword shadow, dozens of pounds of muscle suddenly turn into thick and uniform slices of meat, which is similar to magic.
Forgive a chef for being too naΓ―ve, but if it wasn't necessary, Jevre was still peace-loving.
As for the unfortunate beasts and the unlucky demons, it was pure accident.
This night, Yevre did not practice the "Basic Spiritual Defense Technique", which had no progress, but instead ate and drank after he was exhausted, and continued to practice "Traceless Slash" after he was full of energy.
This practice did not stop until both Ziophra and Lias came to urge.
Hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the top floor, and after a hasty wash, he gobbled up the secret barbecue while sitting in yesterday's "carriage".
After a while, he asked Lu Ransi to grill a little more signature barbecue, and after tossing and turning all night, he consumed nearly 500 pounds of barbecue before he could barely maintain a relatively abundant physical strength.
Came to the back kitchen of Tallis Restaurant unimpeded, and nothing commendable and rare happened along the way.
Seeing that he was less than two hundred meters short of proficiency, Yevre went to the hall and found Louisa with a happy face.
Although half of the ownership of the restaurant went to Ziophra, Louisa, who previously owned one-tenth of the restaurant, should have been indignant.
However, hugging Ziophra's thick thighs, which could not be thicker, and the hot business far beyond the old days, made Louisa excited.
Last night, I calculated that under the supply of ingredients that are all at the pinnacle of the advanced realm, the price of Mandarin Duck Hot Pot, which is also high, brings profits far more than the profits of the best period of business, which is enough for four days a day.
Louisa, who was bulging with her purse, saw her brother Yevre, who was close to Ziophra, and became more and more charming and moving.
"What? You said you can only supply about 10,000 pounds of semi-finished ingredients today? Why, why do you have to cut yourself off for such a good business?"
But when she heard Yevre's apologetic reminder, Louisa's face was full of puzzlement, and she almost jumped up and knocked on Yevre's elm head.
If you open a store to do business, don't take advantage of the hot period to make a large amount of crystal coins, but actually reduce the supply?
"Well, I really can't help it! Brother, I may have something important to do in a while, so I can only boil the base well, and the remaining insufficient ingredients will trouble Chef Lurence and Chef Carrichi. Even if the taste is almost good, you can cope with one or two. β
Yevre didn't dare to blurt out the things that were about to break through, just just found a random reason, and Louisa didn't dare to say anything more if she wanted to.
The younger brother said that this is the case, and it can be like this, and after a while, my sister will think of a way to distinguish the semi-finished products and divide them into high and low grades. β
Louisa looked at Jevre, who was serious, not like a deliberate joke, and had to shake her head and compromise.
"That's troublesome Sister Louisa, I'm going back and getting busy now. Thank you!"
Seeing Louisa's more and more graceful figure, she quietly swallowed her saliva and went straight back to the stove without hesitation.
After mentioning the matter of handling the ingredients with Chef Lurence and Carriqi, Yevre skillfully stir-fried almost 2,000 pounds of red flavored base, and processed more than 10,000 pounds of ingredients at a knife speed far exceeding yesterday's.
In the scorching torment, accompanied by the half-finished ingredients in his hands, the abominable skill proficiency finally reached the expected value.
One thousandth of a thousand in white and black on a black background is so dazzling and so heart-wrenching.
It's a pity that Yevre, who had already hurried to the underground training hall of the dormitory, still didn't receive a promotion signal.
Instead, it's a line of large scarlet letters, which appear behind the proficiency progress bar.