Smelling the rich fragrance, Qianmo, who probed his brain towards the kitchen, suddenly saw their master standing in the kitchen with an indifferent smile on his face, listening to Feng Jiao's description of the method of boiling broth.

Qian Mo inexplicably felt that this world was full of fantasy.

Who would have thought that the master, who has always been cold, would be interested in the things in the kitchen, and actually have the kind of smile on his face that can pour a girl, listening to Miss Feng Jiao's speech!

Ling Yuan felt Qianmo's gaze, and when he turned around, he frowned with some surprise and annoyance, as if he was disgusted that he had disturbed the leisure time between himself and the little cook.

Finding that the master turned around and looked at him, Qian Mo hurriedly shrank his neck.

"Qianmo, why are you here?" Ling Yuan's tone sounded a little cold and unkind.

Qian Mo's eyes rolled, and he said in a hurry: "I...... I'm a little hungry and want to come over and ask what I'm going to have for lunch. ”

It's a coincidence.

As soon as he said this, his stomach rattled in unison.

"We eat bone broth noodles today. You see, in addition to the broth, there is also bone broth that I make from stick bones in the kitchen. Feng Jiao, who heard the voice, poked her head out of the kitchen and smiled.

Seeing Feng Jiao's smile on Qian Mo, Ling Yuan only felt a little depressed.

Qianmo, this kid obviously hasn't helped with much, but he didn't expect to be able to eat more than anyone else.

made him regret it a little, and called this kid to the wine shop to help!

Qian Mo smiled embarrassedly and left.

Ling Yuan walked into the kitchen and refocused his attention on Feng Jiao.

He had seen her make noodles with noodles more than once.

But this time, he felt that her kneading action had actually changed!

Her posture was light and nimble, her movements were fluid, and it seemed as if it didn't take much effort, but the dough was quickly formed.

The girl's shoulders rose and fell, the movements of her fingers seemed to imply some kind of rhythm, and there was a faint flow of fairy energy on her body......

What the hell is going on?!

Finding that Ling Yuan was looking at him curiously, Feng Jiao rubbed her dough and said, "I thought of a good thing this morning. If you use the Xuantian Chaos Technique while cooking, such as kneading dough, while working, will it have the effect of killing two birds with one stone, and now it seems that this is the case. In the future, you can improve your cultivation and accumulate immortal energy while cooking delicious dishes, and you can also save time and effort when kneading dough! ”

Finding that his top technique was actually used by the little chef to use it when cooking, Ling Yuan was not angry, but also felt that his little chef was really a clever ghost!

Soon, the dough in front of Feng Jiao became smooth and moist.

She rolled the dough into flakes, held a knife for cutting noodles in her hand, and cut the noodles with the same length and thickness in a few clicks.

Ling Yuan's eyes only saw a snowy sword light like a waterfall and rain.

Suddenly, the girl's slender and white fingers gently hooked and picked, and the noodles in her hands that were gathered were like uninterrupted autumn night rain, and fell into the hot water, in the boiling pot, accompanied by hazy water vapor and undulating water bubbles, the faint, mixed with pure fairy wheat fragrance, diffused in the kitchen.