"Quite simply, I have a way to fulfill this wish for you." Bai Li swore that Da Dong didn't trust her.

When Da Dong saw Bai Li become his previous self, his heart was about to jump out. The people of the Fu Continent are all normal people, not cultivating immortals, but their kitchen utensils or the food that passes through their hands will become different.

Although there will be people from other continents coming here, Da Dong has just come out of the mountain village and has not seen much of the world. It was the first time he had seen someone who could be different, especially if that person was still his own appearance. Da Dong wanted to say a lot of things, but Bai Li gave him a ban to prevent him from appearing.

Let me go, let me go up and compete with him, what is the point of victory unless I take it myself.

Hei Shu glanced at Da Dong and signaled him to be quiet, don't disturb him to watch Bai Li "fight". Da Dong is timid, has a bear heart, has no bear bile, and is immediately quiet.

Fu Hua wants to complete five dishes in three incense sticks today, which are two meats, two vegetables and one soup, and the ingredients he uses are the freshest, dazzling, for you to choose. His home is Fenghuitang, and the supply of ingredients is not limited, Fu Hua doesn't believe that a hillbilly like Da Dong can use better ingredients than him.

Looking at the empty place behind Da Dong, Fu Hua smiled, he knew that this would be the end. Previously, Da Dong chose the cheapest one when he booked the room, and he also chose the cheapest one to order, how can he compare with him.

The real Da Dong at the bottom was anxious for the fake Da Dong above, he stood motionless, he couldn't move a few times, showed a serious attitude, and said that he wanted to win!

Hei Shu seemed to see through Da Dong's thoughts: "It's still early, what's the hurry." ”

Fu Hua slaughtered a deep-sea giant fish in full view, he won applause for his extremely fast hand speed and skillful knife skills, and Bai Li on the other side still didn't move, she was thinking about what she was going to do.

Letting go of the fish's blood, deboning, dividing the meat, and slicing as light as wings, Fu Hua arranged these on the plate beautifully. Finally, it is drizzled with chili oil made from tempeh, chili pepper and ginger shreds to complete a dish, and Fu Hua did not put other condiments in it, mainly to highlight the original umami flavor of the dish.

On the other side, Bai Li still didn't move.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Hua ordered someone to give him a hand, shred all kinds of ingredients, soak them in salted water, and wash and drain them after a while. The weather is hot this season, which is suitable for eating some cold dishes with wine, and Fu Hua plans to do this. Fu Hua was a little tired, he commanded his subordinates to help, and then walked out of the position himself and came to Da Dong's area.

"Little brother, it's still too late to surrender, if you lose face at that time, don't cry dad and call your mother."

"My father and mother are already dead, so you can cry." Bai Li heard Da Dong talk about his life experience, so he naturally used it to apply.

Fu Hua was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to react like this, he obviously couldn't withstand the sting/stimulation before, but now he is much calmer, Fu Hua glanced at the back of "Da Dong", "What about your ingredients?" ”

"On the way."

Da Dong at the bottom wanted to cry without tears, where did I get the ingredients, I just felt that the noodles were unpalatable, and said a few pertinent words, and then I was set by the other party, and stupidly agreed to the game, and after calming down, Da Dong understood what kind of ridiculous thing he had done.

He's really just a country boy who doesn't understand how city people play.

In Xiangwan Village, they will give others the opportunity to taste their new works, without having to write a war book, tie their hairbands, or have a large number of people around them. Da Dong is the first in the village, because he is proud and complacent, thinking that the outside world is nothing more than that, when he is really far away from home, he discovers

All perceptions are wrong.

Da Dong, who couldn't speak, sighed from time to time, and Hei Shu listened to his sigh, and directly sealed Da Dong's mouth to prevent it from moving.

Fu Hua also wanted to continue to tease "Da Dong" for a few words, and was urged by his little servant to go back and prepare the next dish. Bai Li did not make a move, because many people thought that this game must be won by Fu Hua.

"Cut this, wash that......"

At the beginning, Fu Hua was in charge of the cooking himself, and then he felt that this game was a sure win, so he simply let the people under him come by himself, and he just paid attention to the heat. The three dishes ended quickly, and Bai Li was still in a daze.

Hei Shu looked at Bai Li, others thought that "Da Dong" was afraid of Fu Hua, on the contrary, Hei Shu thought that Bai Li had just been too lazy to use his brain, and he was probably thinking about how to be amazing at this time. Just as the fourth dish on the opposite side was about to be completed, Bai Li finally started.

I don't know how to cook, I only eat. Suddenly let me start, which one should I start with......

has a headache, I knew how good it would be for Xiao Heizi to come, he was a good cook.

Annoying, annoying, annoying~

I have a way, I can solve it by finding a helper, I'm such a smart kid.

Before Fu Hua finished cooking the fourth course, Bai Li traveled to the underworld, she discussed with Yin Jun the ghost of a therapist, Yin Jun did not recognize Bai Li, naturally refused, Bai Li was helpless, and gave a fist gift, Yin Jun who was beaten finally knew who she was, and hurriedly sent out the ghost of the food therapist to express his belated apology.

"Take it, give it to you, don't have to pay it back." The therapist that Yin Jun gave to Bai Li was a great god several generations ago, and he kept this ghost to improve the food for his own underworld, and after eating it for a few years, he forcibly kept the ghost and did not send him to reincarnation.

This therapist ghost is called Fu Zi, he is five hundred years old, he lived more than a hundred years before he died, he stayed in the underworld for four hundred years after his death, and now he is back to the light of day, which he never dreamed of. Previously, Bai Li used her soul body when she entered the underworld, and at the same time cast a spell to cover up her identity as a dragon, she was afraid that the light of the soul body would be too strong and blind those little ghosts in the underworld.

When the referee announced that there was still half a pillar of incense in the game, Bai Li took Fu Zi back to the world.

So, something frightening happened, "Da Dong" didn't move, there was a clicking sound on the knife board next to him, and a knife was cutting vegetables by himself. The big Dong at the bottom is very mysterious, he is psychedelic, it may be the sequelae of diarrhea, how can he feel that someone is operating with a knife.

-- There was a man there, was there a man, I saw it, an old man with white hair, with a wooden shovel pinned to his waist.

Hei Shu ignored Da Dong's humming and chirping, and carefully watched the battle situation. If you are an ordinary person impersonating, it must be a lot of trouble, Bai Li is good, she has magical powers, she can naturally think of a way to solve the problem, but she is just too lazy. Hei Shu was an extraordinary person, and naturally when he saw the old man beside Bai Li, he didn't know whether this matter was a big matter or a small matter, and he wanted Bai Li to take such painstaking efforts.

He turned his head to look at Da Dong, who had been chattering, and his eyes instantly turned cold, "Hmph." ”

--Why did he hum me, what did I do wrong, I didn't move at all!

On the high platform, Fu Hua was resting, and Bai Li was also resting. Fu Hua ordered the maidservants to knead his shoulders, and the four maidservants immediately made him comfortable. Seeing this, Bai Li was not envious, she was a woman, and if she wanted to serve, she should be a team of men. Bai Li looked around, her eyes swept to Hei Shu to dodge, she still had to drink tea peacefully.

Why is Bai Li so relaxed, there are "people" working for her, why not Bai Li. The battle match only said that the competition was not said to be involved, if Bai Lizhen was off, it would be a small one

The small blade was not enough for her to chop.

Under everyone's noses, there was a therapist, the ghost of a therapist, right in front of them, but unfortunately they couldn't see it.

The first thing Fu Zi did when he came to the world was to cut vegetables with a knife, although this was a small wish he dreamed of, but did it really matter if he held a knife with a soul body?

No problem, you just have to complete the task.

"Girl, how can I ...... without ingredients," Fu Zi explained to Bai Li what he needed.

Bai Li pointed a little finger, and all kinds of ingredients that the world had never seen appeared, poisonous or not, Bai Li didn't know, those who ate it could try it. Fu Zi saw a full frame, some of which he knew and some he didn't.

"Whatever you want, say, I'll give." Bai Li is domineering, she is not bad for money, nor is she bad for no resources, she directly breaks through the void and makes a lot of money in her hands.

--I want a knife.

Bai Li made it for you.

--I want tiger fish, tooth shellfish shrimp......

Yes.

--I want entities.

"Nope."

--I knew it!

"If you can help me win this victory, I can give you an entity." Bai Li swore an oath to him.

Fu Zi only knew that this girl was very powerful, after all, it was not common for a girl to dare to pull Yin Jun's ears as soon as she entered the underworld, and she could beat Yin Jun to the point that she had no power to fight back, and Fu Zi had seen it for the first time. He only knew that the other party was very big, and he promised not to suffer losses, which was Yin Jun's original words.

"When the time comes, lay down the utensils in your hands." ”

Bai Li shrugged, her hands were empty, but Fu Zi was still struggling. Although he is a dietitian, he is an old model from several generations ago, and he needs to study some new dishes.

Yes, Fu Hua's side has already completed five dishes, and Bai Li still has not yet produced one dish, maybe only one dish.

The referee saw that the spatula was still flying, and ordered Bai Li to stop, how innocent Bai Li was, "Referee, look at my hands, there is nothing, I also followed what you said, and if you didn't move again, you can't wronged me." ”

"This ......" the referee was worried, he has supported the game for many years and has seen a lot of strange things, but the spatula is automatic, or the first time to see it, it is difficult that he has used a trick. The referee shouted several times to stop the action in his hand, but the spatula still did not follow, he personally stepped forward to stop it, and observed whether "Da Dong" was cheating.

The referee's hand touched the pot and immediately felt the infinite coolness, as well as the eerie feeling that penetrated into the heart, but the fire under the pot was blazing, and the cold formed an extreme. The referee confirmed that the spatula was not operated by a person, but that his hairs stood on end, and the eyes that looked at "Da Dong" contained deep meaning.

Who is he, he actually knows the art of occultism, and he should not be underestimated.

Fu Hua put the dishes in front of the middle-aged man and let him taste them, the middle-aged man frowned, these delicacies look exquisite, but they are not his favorites, there are some illusions that they have on the surface, I don't know if the taste can match it.

The middle-aged man tasted a few bites and stopped eating.

"Why don't you move the chopsticks and eat, if it's not a competition, ordinary people who want to eat what I make still need to book in advance." Fu Hua was full of pride, and he thought that people in the world should worship him.

"Tired." The middle-aged man gave only one word.

"What?"

"Two words, unpalatable." The middle-aged man has a straightforward personality, and he will say anything and not hold it.