Ling Yuan decided to tell Feng Jiao his most intuitive feelings after tasting these two dishes.

It's not that the ancient French cuisine is bad.

Rather, the so-called back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

Some things, even if they are integrated into the three meals a day of every family and imprinted in the blood and soul of our nation, are not immutable.

Times are changing, and people are also changing with the times and the environment.

The inheritance of food culture is not only passed on from master to apprentice, word of mouth, and hand-to-hand. This kind of inheritance is not only inheriting the essence that has been precipitated over the years, but also further developing these essences and deriving better things in the changes of the years.

Just when Ling Yuan thought of these and was about to tell Feng Jiao all this, so that she would no longer be confined to the study of ancient recipes, and stop being constrained by the rules and regulations of sacrifice to restrict her talent in cooking, Feng Jiao herself was also holding a plate and eating in the space, while discussing the topic of cooking with the ancient phoenix, the harvest system, and even the little white tiger.

"Master, I think the ribs you made according to your own method taste better than this ancient method of roasting ribs." The Ancient Phoenix said first.

"Mm-hmm, I think so too." The little white tiger Cangxue also hurriedly said.

As they spoke, the two contract beasts cautiously glanced at Feng Jiao, as if they were afraid that they would hit her.

However, to their complete surprise, Feng Jiao was not only not angry after listening to the comments of the two of them, but was not hit, but also had a smile on her face.

"Yes, I also think that the taste of this ancient method of roasting pork ribs is not as mellow as the pork ribs I made with sauce sauce, and the taste is rich." Feng Jiao said with a smile: "Of course, in the future, I will still study and improve the ancient recipes, and try my best to hone my cooking skills before the sacrifice ceremony, so as to raise my cooking skills to a new level." ”

The ancient phoenix almost burst into tears.

Oh my God, what a heart-warming cutie this is!

Being able to contract with such a warm and caring master instantly feels that the beast life is complete!

In particular, this master is also very good at cooking, and can use soft words and attitudes and warm food to make people feel warm both physically and mentally.

As he was thinking like this, he saw Feng Jiao winking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's right! It's not a formal lunch, so don't eat too much and keep your stomach open. I'm going to cook a salt-baked chicken for you to try at noon today. ”

Looking at her bright and clean smile, the Ancient Phoenix suddenly wanted to spoil her well, even more than Ling Yuan.

Such a well-behaved, cute and warm-hearted little girl, who would not like it.

Because the pork ribs are a gift for two meals, and the pork ribs produced in the space are not only mellow in taste, but also rich in pure fairy energy.

Although the half of the ancient roasted pork ribs are not as popular as the sauce pork ribs, they are still eaten cleanly by everyone.

At noon that day, in addition to the salt-baked chicken, Feng Jiao also cooked a dish of sea urchin yellow stewed tofu, a jade winter melon and shrimp soup, and some other dishes.

At the dinner table, Feng Jiao also told everyone her thoughts.

She was going to visit the Four Divine Beasts and the Four Fierce Beasts, hoping to get some clues about the sacrifice from them.