The backyard of Liufu.

The kitchen is built on the east side, and there are flowers and grass on both sides of the road, and it is a spring day, with big trees and bees and butterflies puffing honey.

There is also a very old paulownia tree rooted in front of the door, showing dense branches and leaves, like a crown like a canopy, which can be regarded as a good landscape.

It's not too far from the main hall, just a straight and flat path that you can reach in a short time if you trot past it.

When the housekeeper arrived, Xiaoyun was sitting at the kitchen door, stunned.

He only needs to be responsible for the dozen or so dishes on the main table, and the rest is not done, and he is very fast, so he completed all the processes in only half a day, quietly looking at this huge and gorgeous, layered, and deep and dense Liufu.

"Cook, cook."

The butler hurried over and shouted, "The lord and the young lady have ordered you to make a plate of crispy chicken and a bowl of eight-treasure tofu." It must be done quickly, and it must be done before the unitary time. ”

Xiaoyun saw that it was him who came, and said leisurely: "Crispy *** treasure tofu? Good! ”

After he finished saying the word "good", he stopped speaking, but he still stood in place, without any intention of moving.

The butler urged, "Go quickly!" It's too late if it's slow, Miss is a little emotional, so she relies on your bowl of eight-treasure tofu to save the emergency! ”

Xiaoyun smiled: "Oh? Miss turned out to be in a mood? Great, then you start begging me, or I won't do it. ”

The housekeeper was stunned, then stomped his feet and said angrily: "Please? What are you talking about? Cooking is your job as a chef, and you still want me to beg you? ”

Xiaoyun smiled and said, "No one else needs to beg me, but you want to, because I really hate you." ”

The butler almost scolded and said, "Hurry up and do it!" The hour can't be late, otherwise I'll ask you and make you unable to eat and walk around! ”

Xiaoyun said lightly: "What are you asking about me?" I just haven't made two dishes, can I still report to the police and arrest me? ”

The housekeeper couldn't help but be a little anxious when he saw Xiaoyun's fearless appearance, this matter was indeed just an ordinary two-or three-course problem for Xiaoyun, but for the housekeeper, it was a big thing that might mess up the wedding banquet.

After all, this is Liu Rushui's last requirement before she gets married.

"You...... You...... It's amazing that you cook dare to be rude to me, go cook! Just go! ”

The butler's face was so red with anger that he clung to his throat and shouted loudly.

And Xiaoyun looked at him quietly like an expressionless wooden man, without saying a word.

The housekeeper stared at Xiaoyun for a long time, and said, "Okay, I beg you, please go and cook, okay!" ”

After he said this, he was so angry that he had never dared to look like this to him for so many years.

Xiaoyun said lightly: "Okay, you can go." I'll get the food to the table on time. ”

"Hmph, you'd better send it immediately, don't delay, otherwise I want you to look good!"

The butler left with a cruel word, as if he had completely forgotten that he couldn't do anything with Xiaoyun.

And Zhang Jiading, who had framed Xiaoyun earlier, was running back and forth between the kitchen and the main hall, over and over again, so tired that he couldn't breathe.

But in this tired situation, he still had to be respectful to Xiaoyun and respond to his requests.

"Chef, what else do you need?"

“.........”

Xiaoyun did it on purpose, he deliberately wanted this Zhang Jiading to run a few more times, and deliberately made it difficult for him several times.

He finally got his revenge.

But at this moment, Xiaoyun didn't feel happy, nor did he feel proud, and he didn't feel comfortable after revenge.

He found that he still hadn't cleared the suspicion of "dung man Xiaoyun", he just punished the culprit in another way.

If he was happy, he could even draw his sword on the spot and kill the butler and Zhang Jiading with one sword, but that was not what he wanted.

"What do I need.......

Xiaoyun also didn't want to show his force, reveal his identity, and prove his innocence.

That's not what he wants, either.

After going around and around, after twists and turns, Xiaoyun found that if a little person loses his force, it seems really "unsafe".

This kind of "insecurity" is not a sword and a sword shadow, a life-and-death crisis; Rather, it is a situation similar to the possibility of losing "self-confidence" and "self-esteem" at any time and anywhere.

"Self-confidence" and "self-esteem" were originally a kind of self-possessed spirit, but Xiaoyun found that this kind of self-spirit could be cruelly taken away by the outside world.

- So Xiaoyun must first prove that he is absolutely "safe", so that he can give it a go, but he is worried, to completely complete a forgetful understanding.

"No...... There must be a way to ........"

Seeing Xiaoyun in a daze, Zhang Jiading reminded him beside him, and said, "The crispy chicken is what we have been making before, it's almost good, can we serve it out now?" ”

"There you go."

Xiaoyun waved his hand, and Zhang Jiading immediately happily went out with a large plate.

Crispy chicken was one of the main dishes of the main banquet this time, and only the "Eight Treasures Tofu" was added temporarily; It is said that "crispy chicken" is the favorite dish of the head of Liufu, that is, Liu Rushui's father.

The head of the family likes to eat crispy chicken the most, and if Zhang Jiading can serve this dish with his own hands, it can be regarded as an opportunity to perform.

Xiao Yun looked at the kitchen that was full of ingredients in front of him, but it seemed empty and empty, and there was no place for it, sighed, and continued to be in a daze.

Suddenly, a white gas rushed up, accompanied by a very strong fragrance, Xiao Yun leaned over and sniffed it, lifted the wooden lid again, and continued to add some condiments to it.

After a while, the tofu comes out of the pan.

The tofu is white and delicate, lubricated like grease, and the eight treasures are crystal fragrant and exquisite.

The pure white tofu is surrounded by golden corn, emerald green vegetables, bright red acacia beans, and sandwiched with shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, lotus seeds, lilies, and finally a piece of lotus root.

In addition to the tofu itself, there are a total of nine ingredients, mixed together, and the vegetarian fragrance emitted is not something that ordinary people can smell.

Eight treasure tofu, eight ingredients, eight flavors, isn't it like life?

Xiaoyun sent the tofu into the plate very slowly and slowly, as if the mussel girl was carefully counting the mermaid teardrops one by one under the moon, and then silently watched the tears turn into pearls.

Figures slowly appeared in his mind.

Jia Huo, Pang, Zhang Jiading, Butler, Li Anzi, Master, Senior Brother, and the last person Gou County Order who he has not yet met.

Exactly eight people.

Xiao Yun poured all his hatred for these eight people into this plate of eight-treasure tofu.

The technique is emotional, and the technique is close to the Tao.

This is a mysterious and mysterious state, a perfect presentation of skill, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Xiaoyun suddenly fell into this state at this moment, which can almost be regarded as an epiphany, but it is not an epiphany in the realm of martial arts, but in cooking and cooking.

Call.

With the last scoop of soup poured on, the aroma is overflowing, and the eight treasures compete for glory.

This plate of "Eight Treasure Tofu" is already the pinnacle of the food world.

Xiaoyun took a deep breath and spit out little by little.

"Alas, instead of letting you be ruined by those fools, let me destroy you with my own hands!"

The emotions in Xiaoyun's heart are not sad or happy, but they can't be said to be sad or happy, there is a faint sadness lingering, but it is full of satisfaction and relief.

He picked up the eight-treasure tofu and walked out without looking back.

He was going to personally deliver the dish to the feast and destroy it with his own hands.