"Who drew and marked the way of cooking on this painting?" The more Liu Zhiyuan looked at it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but start asking about the content of Feng Chengcheng's album.

"Far away, close at hand." Feng Chengcheng pointed at himself.

Feng Chengcheng was surprised when he saw Liu Zhiyuan's eyes, and the happiness and excitement on his face didn't look like a fake. Holding the booklet showed the eyes and excitement of a person who is obsessed with cooking after seeing the content he was interested in, and only then did he suppress the last trace of doubt in his heart.

No matter why the person in front of her felt so weird to her.

Such a sense of disobedience, so mysterious and dangerous.

But the happiness and excitement that Liu Zhiyuan showed when he saw his recipe just now was not a fake.

This is definitely the look that a person who is obsessed with cooking should have when he sees something good.

Anyway, she came this time to ask for a chef, and she didn't need to know what secrets Liu Zhiyuan had, and she didn't want to know.

Even if Yoo Zhiyuan really has a secret, so what?

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

Could it be that she would be afraid?

People really can't be too confident and take it for granted sometimes.

People have misses, horses have stumbled.

Even though Feng Chengcheng thinks that he is discerning, well-informed, and far-sighted, and daring, there are times when he will make mistakes and see the wrong person.

This is all for later, so I won't mention it for the time being.

What was in front of Feng Chengcheng in front of him was how to persuade Liu Zhiyuan to cooperate with him.

Contribute to people, no matter which one it is, you can.

"I don't believe it." Liu Zhiyuan couldn't wait to look down, and looked at Feng Chengcheng with suspicious eyes.

In an instant, countless thoughts and doubts flashed in Liu Zhiyuan's heart.

How could Mi Yao's reincarnation be a man?

Or is the person who calls himself Feng Qingcheng in front of him not a man at all?

Liu Zhiyuan thought as he looked at Feng Qingcheng's face carefully with his eyes like a knife.

Inch by inch, it seems that this face is going to be turned over and over, and it is taken apart to look at it carefully.

There are too many ways to change a person's appearance, and what kind of disguise technique is used in front of Feng Qingcheng in front of him.

The more Liu Zhiyuan looked at Feng Qingcheng's face, the more he felt that this face was too long, and the pink makeup was delicate and beautiful.

A person's appearance and body shape can be changed, but the aura and characteristics exuded by the body are innate and difficult to change.

Feng Qingcheng's current face is not fake, and the elegance of the city is not fake, but it also invisibly carries a delicate and feminine beauty that only women have, and it is delicate and smart.

A real phoenix and a fake phoenix?

Fu thought of Feng Chengcheng's ability to change his clothes and outfit in an instant after he fell into the water just now, and jumped out of the bath bucket.

Liu Zhiyuan became more and more convinced that Feng Qingcheng's current appearance was not what she was.

Artifact? Ritual weapons?

Luoxia clothes? Or is it a mirror?

The more Liu Zhiyuan looked, the more determined he became, even if the person in front of him was not the person he was looking for, then he had a great connection with the person he was looking for.

"Then look at this again." Taking Liu Zhiyuan's silence as shock, Feng Qicheng threw out a bag of spices again.

Liu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to take the spice thrown by Feng Tingcheng, put it on his nose and smelled it, revealing a look of surprise.

has been playing Liu Zhiyuan for a long time, and even he can't tell whether Liu Zhiyuan likes cooking himself, or whether he subconsciously likes this thing.

"Even if there is such a miracle seasoning, it does not prove that you are the author of the recipe." In order not to make Feng Chengcheng suspicious, Liu Zhiyuan opened his mouth provocatively.

"And what do you want me to do? I said I would borrow your kitchen, but you wouldn't. Hearing this, Feng Chengcheng waved his hand helplessly.

I just feel that this Liu Zhiyuan is mysterious and turtle hair.

It's also very tsundere and difficult to do.

Seeing that the sun had set in the west, he had wasted too much precious time on communicating with Liu Zhiyuan. Feng Chengcheng also became urgent.

"Just because I didn't want to do it just now doesn't mean I can't now." Liu Zhiyuan spoke.

"What do you mean by that?" Liu Zhiyuan changed too quickly, and Feng Qicheng didn't react for a while.

"I remember someone saying that you borrowed my kitchen just to beat me on top of my turf and in what I do best?" Liu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if he was mocking Feng Qicheng's fuss.

"Okay then."

What a stingy man, I didn't expect this person to remember his rash words so clearly.

"Go out and turn left, Weak Willow will take you there." Liu Zhiyuan generously waved his hand towards Feng Qicheng.

Hearing this, Feng Chengcheng glanced back at Liu Zhiyuan.

Seeing Liu Zhiyuan dragging the teacup with one hand, supporting the corners of his eyebrows with his arms, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be smiling, secretive.

As if there were no bones, reclining in a chair, a faction of lazy and evil spirits.

Feng Qingcheng held his forehead speechlessly, and the rumors really bullied me.

This is definitely idle and boring, deceived by Ming Yingxue's little girl who doesn't know the sinister world.

After feeling that he was forced to get on the thief ship, Feng Qingcheng complained in a low voice, "I kind of understand, what is called only men and villains are difficult to raise." ”

Liu Zhiyuan's cultivation was deep and hidden, so he naturally listened to Feng Chengcheng's whispers word for word.

Rao is heart is in turmoil at the moment, a lot of doubts waiting for himself to confirm, and he was also amused by Feng Chengcheng's divine words.

This little thing is much more interesting than the other women in the Shenwu Continent.

Fu thought of Feng Chengcheng's possible identity again, and hurriedly put away the interest on his face, with a pair of narrow eyes, extremely ruthless.

It's a pity that Feng Chengcheng has already walked out of the door with a full of depression at this time, and is going to look for Ruoliu.

"Wakayanagi."

"The little boy is polite." Ruoliu saw that Feng Chengcheng had changed his outfit so quickly, and came out of the hall unscathed, his eyes were surprised.

"Why, so surprised to see me?" Feng Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"This little boy is extravagant and has an outstanding temperament, and it is common for Ruoliu to be stunned." Realizing that he was out of shape, Wakaliu hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, it's too rusty to change my little son, my name is Feng San." If Liu is not as good as Liu Zhiyuan, Feng Chengcheng feels that it is better to use a fake name, so as not to bring any unwarranted disaster to this person who has a good first impression.

"Feng San Gongzi." Wakayanagi's cooperable change of words.

Feng Chengcheng rolled her eyes speechlessly, and she said that she could not do anything about the pedantry of the ancients.

"Can you take me to your master's kitchen?"

"Kitchen? What did Feng San Gongzi do when he went to my young master's kitchen? Wakayanagi looked puzzled.

"Of course I'm going to the kitchen to cook." Feng Chengcheng didn't understand Wakaliu's subtle expression.

"Childe agreed?" Wakayanagi asked in disbelief.

Liu Zhiyuan's kitchen is said to be one of the forbidden places in Liufu.

Liu Zhiyuan is obsessed with cooking, but he is very lazy, and he can't cook a few times a year, which makes people wonder if this person really likes to cook.

But he's tight on the kitchen baby again.

Every day, the maid and maid have to clean and wipe neatly, and almost no one else is allowed to enter except herself.

A few years ago, Liu Zhiyuan still used his hands from time to time, and over the years, Ruoliu almost never saw Liu Zhiyuan cooking again.

If he hadn't followed Liu Zhiyuan since he was a child, Liu Zhiyuan would occasionally be forced by the pressure of his family to show his hand to satisfy the salivating and delicious mood of others.

Ruoliu really wants to wonder if the young master in front of him is still his young master.

It's just that such a young master actually let a little doll who offended him, and even appeared less than an hour ago, use his kitchen.

How could Wakayanagi not be surprised?

How not to get excited?

"So many questions? He doesn't agree, can I come to you? Feng Chengcheng was pressed for time, and when he encountered Ruoliu's inquiries, his eyes narrowed, and he did not show his authority.

"It's a small passover, Feng San Gongzi, please come with me." Ruoliu saw that Feng Chengcheng's expression was unswerving, and he hurriedly retracted his thoughts to continue exploring. led Feng Chengcheng straight to Liu Zhiyuan's kitchen.

On the way, I met Linglong and Shenbi here.

"What are you?" Linglong Shenbi saw Ruoliu walking in the direction of Liu Zhiyuan's kitchen with Feng Qingcheng, and his eyes were puzzled.

"I'll take Feng San Gongzi to the young master's kitchen." Wakaliu opened his mouth lightly.

"What?" Sure enough, Linglong and Shen Bi exclaimed when they heard this, and both of them looked at Feng Chengcheng's face with great curiosity.

The scorching eyes seemed to poke a big hole in Feng Qicheng's face.

"Why, is your son's kitchen inlaid with gems or made of pure gold? Baby like this? Feng Qingcheng turned to Ruoliu and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

is as smart as a phoenix, and naturally quickly found the reason why Ruoliu and Linglong Shenbi were so surprised.

That's Yoo Ji-won's kitchen.

"The young master's kitchen doesn't have what Feng San Gongzi said."

"Then why were you so surprised when you heard that I was going to use Yoo Zhiyuan's kitchen?"

"Childe cherishes his kitchen very much and never allows others to use it to observe." Ruoliu saw that Feng Chengcheng looked puzzled, and after thinking about it for a while, he was still determined to tell him frankly.

When Feng Qingcheng heard this, he left three black lines on his forehead, and he made another note to Liu Zhiyuan in his heart.

fickle, dangerous, turtle-haired, stingy, and hypocritical.

Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze~

Liu Zhiyuan, who was sitting on a chair and carefully studying the booklet left by Feng Qingcheng, kept sneezing several times.

Liu Zhiyuan smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was greeting himself so sparingly.

Hehe, interesting.

Feng Chengcheng followed Ruoliu all the way to turn east and west, and it took about 6 or 7 minutes to reach the kitchen of the legendary kitchen god.

Pushing the door in, I saw that the entire kitchen area was about the size of a large family's master bedroom, and the decoration was very elegant and fine.

Pots and pans, knives and materials are readily available, just like a museum of kitchenware.

Not only that, but the entire kitchen is cleaned, and the knives and cutlery are also wiped clean, glowing with a cold glow.

Feng Qingcheng's nose moved unconsciously, and he saw that in addition to his own breath, the whole room did not have the smell of firewood at all.

At first glance, it is rarely used, not only that, but it has not been lit for at least half a year.

Is this really Yoo Zhiwon's kitchen?

Is this really what a chef's kitchen should look like?

Feng Chengcheng touched his heart very painfully.

It has always been my unkempt and willful.

is also true and false, doing things according to preferences, playing with others and palms, but I didn't expect to be slapped in the face by reality.