More refined, more convenient, more in line with the streamlined type of cutting, so that the usefulness of cutting vegetables is improved, the change of kitchen knives has been changing, but it will never become ...... I was disappointed that there was no 40-meter-long kitchen knife.

Lu Tianliang directly threw the shark into the air, grabbed the end of Fang Tian's halberd with one hand, danced a blooming flower, and quickly turned the Fang Tian's halberd in his hand into an afterimage, when the shark came into contact with the afterimage, there was not a trace of blood left, like a gorgeous performance, the shark skin retreated from the shark's body, and the shark meat was cut into thin slices and neatly on the shark skin, and it was impossible to see that this was cooked by a long weapon.

"Wenhou Lu Bu is the ancestor of the family, this Fang Tian painting halberd is the kitchenware of our Lu family disciples, today I will inherit the glory of my ancestors and occupy an important position on this Eight Immortals table."

Alduin could see any respect for his ancestors from Lu Tianliang's face, and there was only one expression on his face, that is, to underestimate the expressions of everyone in front of him.

"Okay, let's take a look at my cooking...... White Gate Tower. ”

Take out a pot of wine from his arms and sprinkle it directly on the shark, when the liquid is poured into the shark, in front of everyone's eyes, the shark is as if it is alive for that moment, even if the body does not move, but that look, the feeling of killing will instantly envelop everyone present, just like a general who has no strength to fight until the last moment, but that invincible look makes people unable to move half a step.

After all, it is a dead thing, and in the end it loses that look, when the shark's eyes completely lose their look, a smell of blood that is accompanied by slaughter is diffused, but the smell of blood does not have any disgusting feeling at all, a kind of wine fragrance hidden in that blood, which makes people indulge in it, constantly tempting people's blood......

"How is it, what do you think of our Lu family's Fengyi Pavilion?"

The shark skin was turned over little by little, the sun shone on it, and a white light shone out, followed by a bowl of meatball soup held up by Lu Tianliang.

The soup made with the cold blood of sharks and the fine wine of the Lu family, the tender meat balls made with fresh shark meat, the light red soup and the delicate white flesh of the fish, and the essence contained in the sea beasts of the sea floated the fragrance to everyone with the sea breeze behind them.

"Fengyi Pavilion, it is said that during the Three Kingdoms period, after Dong Zhuo invaded the Luoyang Palace, he gathered all the royal chefs to make a kind of wine, and the moment it appeared, the aroma of the wine directly intoxicated the entire Luoyang City, combined with the bloody atmosphere of the sky after the massacre, revealing a strange fragrance, and the wine is better than the beauty, so it was named after the Fengyi Pavilion of the beauty Diao Chan, and later this wine was mastered by the Lu family, and the current Fengyi Pavilion of the Lu family was achieved." Lao Cao smelled the rich aroma of wine, and the corners of his mouth left a coveted liquid, the appearance of blood and drunkenness at the same time, like a celebration banquet on the battlefield, while carrying a bloody human head to record his exploits, while holding a wine jug to feel the anesthesia that stimulated the blood.

Lu Tianliang looked at the food in his hand, inserted the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand directly on the ground, and walked towards the Eight Immortals table.

"It tastes so good, can I taste it...... I must taste it. ”

Alduin didn't care about other people's opinions, and walked directly towards the shark, although he knew that he was dead, but the innate deterrent power of the sea beast was still very real, and the smell of blood on the shark's body was under the wine......

"Construction."

Picking up the chopsticks in his hand, Alduin picked up the fish meat from the shark's skin, and the moment his tongue touched, he had a strong feeling that activated his sense of taste, with the cold fish meat in his mouth, the toughness of the fish meat could not be chewed simply, but with the shark blood that came out of the chewing, it was stained with wine and entered the stomach, and the strong taste made the throat unbearable, and the throat as a whole was like a fire.

[Baimenlou (easy), instantly restores 50 health, slowly restores 2 stamina per second, and increases the upper limit of spirit by 200 (Fengyi Pavilion special effect) to enter the recipe]

There is no quality improvement, no special effects, the only reason for the improvement of the grade of cooking is because of the wine, if you have to say, Alduin said that this is the second time I have seen the existence of the ability to burn the culinary attributes to a negative number, if you cook by yourself, without the blessing of wine, shark meat alone is enough.

Lu Tianliang walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, and solemnly put his dishes on the table with both hands, but ......

"Bang!"

When the food was about to fall on the table, an invisible resistance blocked Lu Tianliang's hand in mid-air, and every second in the next second, a powerful impact directly knocked Lu Tianliang out, and at the same time, the plate of "White Gate Tower" was scattered.

"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a fluke, and I can feast on the immortal family...... The only way to do this is to make a fairy feast. ”

Alduin looked back at the person closest to him and sighed silently, or many people present sighed silently, and some people didn't want to turn around and leave.

Looking at Lu Tianliang who was knocked out over there, although the food is indeed not so delicious, but this kind of direct upside-down flight and fall to the ground, what the hell is this.

"Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is in his life! ”

When someone retreats, when someone stops, then stand up and choose to move forward The person is so conspicuous or simple.

He was dressed in a very different costume from the others, like the cloth clothes of the ancient literati, but without any trace of luxury, holding a bamboo token in his hand and wearing patched cloth shoes on his feet.

"Du Xiaofan, hello."

If the ordinary is synonymous with him, then this person has returned to the basics on the road of ordinary, Alduin looked at Du Xiaofan in front of him, solemn but extremely plain.

"Hello Alduin." Alduin stretched out his hand, but the other party obviously didn't have the slightest idea of shaking hands, and turned around and walked aside directly after introducing himself.

Du Xiaofan took out a few branches from his arms, skillfully formed a fire frame, and didn't know where to directly touch out a pot, shook his hand, and all kinds of strange things fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Hey, where's my spatula?"

Du Xiaofan groped on the ground for a while, and found the bamboo token he was holding in his hand from not much at all, just like the jade silicon that the ancient minister held when he went to court, but Du Xiaofan's hand was made of bamboo, without any carving, and he was now stir-frying with bamboo tokens.

Pick up a few yams that have fallen from your sleeves, peel them with bamboo tokens, then cut them into pieces and put them in a pot, stir-fry them with one hand, pick up a few bottles and jars with the other hand, and sprinkle them with seasoning.

"Very ordinary." Alduin was still wondering if this person would shout a slogan like Lu Tianliang and then show a piece of operation, and finally make a delicious dish with family heirlooms.

There are not so many gorgeous skills, just simply fry the yam, and finally pick up a bamboo tube from the side, put the yam in it quickly and neatly, close the lid, and receive all the things on the ground into his hand sleeve, and the pot is not known where the goods are hidden.

"It's over, I hope the little junior sister hasn't woken up yet, otherwise I'll cry again." Du Xiaofan walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, the bamboo tube in his hand was not subjected to any resistance, and was placed on the table smoothly, the feeling of being unhindered was simply two extreme contrasts with Lu Tianliang just now.

Alduin watched the group performance that only appeared for less than a minute and then left, this thing was sure that he didn't have the talent of the protagonist, so he came and pretended to be a coercion, and then said that there was a younger sister at home who needed me to cook...... It's gone?

"It seems that Brother Ao is very confused?"

As gentle as a spring breeze, the appearance is like accompanied by background lights, and the crazy shouts of the girls can be heard in the audience next to it, but they are all "Brother Yulin", "Brother Kong" and the like.

Kong Yulin still looks gentle and elegant, and there will still be a few classmates behind him, and the extremely strange-looking ancient sword is pinned to his waist.

"Eh, Kong Yulin, what the hell is going on, yesterday someone said that he chanted a poem last night, and then he came to cook with this poem today, and some people told me that today is what he came to move bricks, I feel like I'm being fooled." Alduin feels that this group of people is so unreliable, what kind of poetry is right, isn't it just running to the green building to play, as for having to chant a poem like this, I don't know this feeling is the same as a male wolf seeing a female wolf roaring wolf, two two.

"Hahaha, it seems that Brother Ao's friends are all interesting people, let me explain, in fact, it is difficult to integrate the artistic conception of ancient poems into the cuisine, you have not experienced the author's life at all, how to incorporate the full meaning of the poem into the cuisine.

And this ink city is all modeled after the ancient times and built, there are so-called horse houses, post stations, and cold houses outside the city, and there are green buildings, academies, and markets in the city, so living here, you can feel an immersive feeling, and when you successfully feel that feeling, you can make poetic dishes, and Du Xiaofan just now...... Last night, I was in a thatched hut outside the door, where I felt the poem "Fixing the Storm" by Master Du Fu. ”

Kong Yulin looked at Du Xiaofan who left with admiration, after all, when everyone was in the limelight, he chose to fall silent and realized in the thatched house that such a person is extremely worthy of respect no matter what.

"As for the so-called second day of the poetry test, it is a waste wood method outside, and the effect of that perception is achieved through the painstaking meditation of a poem, and rote memorization cannot be compared with the perception of that moment after all."

Alduin understood that the method that Lao Cao said turned out to be the method of exam-oriented education, so it felt so familiar for a moment.

"By the way, Kong Yulin, I want to ask you something, is there any way to eat the food on the table?"

Alduin pointed to the bamboo tube on the table of the Eight Immortals, which looked fragrant and wanted to taste it.

"Yes, but it's a bit of a hassle, depending on whether you're willing to do it or not."

"How?"

"Squeeze that Chef Satoshi off the table!"