The next morning, Fang Yu woke up from the floor, his mind was full of the heroic posture of the ancient divine bird, but he forgot to complain about the "inhumane" teaching method of Wei Zhen, and of course he didn't find that he had two mysterious shoe prints on his pajamas.

After washing and changing clothes, drinking the medicinal soup stewed in the pot last night, Fang Yu went out for morning exercise as usual. But this time it felt completely different.

As his body slowly moved, Fang Yu felt bursts of warm currents pouring out from all over his body, enveloping himself, and the heat penetrated into his body little by little, even with his internal organs warm and uncomfortable.

Running to an uninhabited place in People's Park, Wei Zhen told Fang Yu to stop. Teach him to visualize the divine bird while combining the five phoenix divine consciousness with the movements of the "Five Bird Play".

"This part is repeated, and the twelve styles of 'Qingluan Idle Dance' are focused on the word 'leisure'. The so-called 'Qingluan Dance Still Exists', if there is no free mind of 'dancing at leisure', it is difficult to have the ethereal posture of dancing and shadowing. "The requirements for miso are very strict.

After practicing a few times, Fang Yu felt that something was wrong, and complained to Wei Zhen: "Wei Zhen, I feel that this action is a bit motherly." ”

"Mother, what is the mother, that is the wrong thing in your heart, and the action will be the mother. People practice drunk boxing, and 'He Xiangu bounces his waist to offer drunk and drunk steps', and I haven't seen others practice like you. Do you want you to visualize Qingluan's fluttering divine will, you gave me a ballet in the movie "Hibiscus Out of the Water", I want to think about electrotherapy. ”

Fang Yu felt that Wei Zhen was going to transform into Professor Yang every minute, so he quickly gathered his thoughts and concentrated on practicing.

"Well, that's right, 'Suzaku Tengyun Fang is outstanding'." Although there are only three types of Vermilion Bird Tengyun, the intention is in the heart, and the blood follows each other, and it is this kind of momentum that is indomitable, burning the sky and boiling the sea......"

A few days have passed, and with the five million provided by Chang Xiude, Fang Yu can let go of his hands and feet whether he is cultivating or opening a store, and he has a smooth life, so he is not comfortable. It's just that Lin Xiaoxiao's health has always been a little bad during this time, which makes Fang Yu a little worried.

That night, according to the requirements of the flavor chopsticks to strengthen and make up for the weakness, Fang Yu began to practice knife skills again after practicing blindfolded seasoning kung fu in the back kitchen on the first floor.

Knife work is the basic skill of a chef, and it is originally a must for beginners. Although because of the super god-level cheater of the flavor chopstick, Fang Yu relied on the basic skills of the half-hanger, and directly cooked on the stove, and also won the culinary duel. After all, to determine how much water a bucket can hold, it is not the longest board, but the shortest one.

Speaking of the duel with Chang Xiude, if it weren't for Wei Zhen's nirvana brewed in advance, I am afraid that he would have been defeated because of Fang Yu's poor sword skills.

Although Fang Yu is a bit casual, he is still very persistent in the things he likes. After returning from victory, Fang Yu decided to practice the basic skills from scratch and leave no shortcomings.

Wei Zhen is still very satisfied with Fang Yu's attitude. Some words are inconvenient to say to Fang Yu too early, the basic skills seem to be just the beginning of the kung fu, and compared with those magical skills, it is inconspicuous, but in the future, when hitting the peak of culinary skills, it is an indispensable part.

In its memory, there are many so-called genius chefs who have made a name for themselves in the culinary world with one or two excellent dishes, but without the support of rock-solid fundamentals, most of them are short-lived, and it will not be long before they disappear from the crowd.

In the past few days, Fang Yu has been practicing cutting, slicing, cutting, chopping, chopping, chopping, cutting, shooting, chopping, spinning, scraping, and carving.

The cutting method can be said to be one of the most used knife techniques in the daily life of chefs, and it is also a knife method that is easy to learn and difficult to master. There are six common cutting methods: straight cutting, push cutting, sawing, drawing cutting, rolling cutting, and guillotine cutting.

When Fang Yu cuts noodles, he generally uses the pull cutting method, because the pull cut is suitable for raw materials with strong toughness. It's a pity that Fang Yu's straight cutting and pushing cutting have not been practiced well, and the pulling and cutting method based on this has never been practiced properly.

Today's topic for Fang Yu is to cut shredded potatoes with the straight cutting method.

Each potato is different in size, weight, and shape. If the chef doesn't care about the cost, he can cut each potato into roughly the same size cube before cutting it.

Kewei Zhen asked Fang Yu to accurately judge the geometric center of gravity of the potato the moment he got it, and then think of the most material-saving cutting method in his brain.

In fact, this arrangement is not limited to basic knife exercises, but also mixed with some training skills of senior chefs. High-class chefs have started to get into the cooking of some rare ingredients. Since it is called a rare ingredient, it must not be a lot of portions, and how to use the ingredients well is the basic skill of a senior chef.

Although Fang Yu didn't quite understand the intention of the flavor, he still did it, playing it as a fun brain game, and he never got tired of it.

Fang Yu picked up a potato on his left, weighed the weight slightly, and then spun it quickly, holding the joint between the handle and the back of the knife with his right hand, and shaking the blade with his left hand. I saw that the potato skin turned into a jagged brown ribbon in the direction of the blade.

Although the potato skin was not broken during the whole process, Fang Yu was still not satisfied. It's just that with his current knife skills, it is already very difficult to avoid the potholes on the surface of the potatoes in the rapid peeling, and to keep the potato skin from breaking. If he wants to go further, it is not what he can do now.

Fang Yu pressed the peeled potatoes on the cutting board, brushed them twice, cut off the irregular parts of the head and tail, and then cut a plane on the flattest side of the potato, turned it over, and the plane was down.

Fang Yu held down the potato with his left hand, pressed the knuckle of his left hand against the blade of the knife, operated the knife with his right hand, the knife hung downward, and used his wrist force to neither extrapolate nor lira, and cut straight down one knife at a time. Just listen to the sound of a series of evenly rhythmic blades hitting the board, and a potato becomes a neat row of potato chips.

The chopsticks jumped from Fang Yu's shoulder to the board, plucked the potato chips with his chopstick legs, nodded with satisfaction, and then pouted dissatisfied.

"Your cut is quite even, but unfortunately it's a little thicker. If you want to continue processing, the fries are too thin, and the shredded potatoes are too thick, and the reviews are bad. ”

Fang Yu had long been accustomed to the way of speaking like a chopstick, and he smiled and didn't care.

Seeing that the time was not early, Fang Yu asked Fang Yu to clean up the kitchen and simmer the soup to be drunk tomorrow morning. Then he returned to his room with a medicated soup that was about to boil into a paste.

For the medicinal bath, Fang Yu specially added a large bath bucket in his room. At the same time, in order not to arouse suspicion, Fang Yu also bought one for Lin Xiaoxiao, which unexpectedly made Lin Xiaoxiao quite happy.

Fang Yu first put most of the bucket of hot water in the bucket, and then poured the hot liquid medicine into the bath bucket. The clear water suddenly turned tan, and a strong medicinal fragrance filled the room.

Fang Yu took off his clothes, sat down in the bathtub neatly, and visualized the five divine birds according to the guidance of the flavor chopstick, driving the muscles and bones of the whole body to squirm, and the pores closed one by one with the breath.

The medicine in the tub penetrates into the body through the skin and spreads all over the body, and the slightest cold and hot breath slowly nourishes the internal organs along the blood vessels and meridians, sour, numb, itchy, stiff, and all kinds of strange sensations appear on the body.

Fang Yu knew that this was the body's natural optimization of growth with the help of the beneficial ingredients in the medicine, but he was just guarding his mind and fine-tuning his body by visualizing the divine bird.

Just when Fang Yu was soaking in the medicinal soup and wanted to die, suddenly the door opened with a "bang", Fang Yu had just entered the silence, the concentration was not deep, and he was shocked by the sound and withdrew from the stabilization.

He looked at it and was stunned, Lin Xiaoxiao was standing at the door in a light cotton short-sleeved pajamas.

A thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind: Xiaoxiao, who looks shy, is actually so bold, is this coming to attack me at night? But I just treat her as my little sister, and for a while will I never obey or not? From it is a beast, not from... Is it worse than a beast?