When she stopped, Mo Ran was surprised to find that this noodle man actually looked seven points like herself. It's an amazing craft.

There was an uproar in the crowd, in such a short period of time, such a realistic face, and the aunt's craftsmanship was top-notch.

"Auntie, it's amazing. For the sake of your craft, I have decided to give you some separate courses. Mo Ran's eyes lit up and she said overjoyed.

This is a ready-made plastic surgeon. In the future, she won't have to pinch noodles. Directly Nirvana, oh no, it should be said that it is a pinching ghost.

Mo Ran took out two books from the bracelet, one called "Sculpture from Beginner to Mastery" and the other called "The History of Plastic Surgery", handed them to her aunt with her own hands, and told her to study hard and help her become a famous figure in the future, such as "Nuwa of the Underworld" and the like.

Auntie took the two books in a daze, with a look of "I see you are sick". She didn't know why Mo Ran was so excited after she saw her pinch the noodle, and she didn't know why Mo Ran gave her two books alone.

As for what Mo Ran said later, she couldn't even think about what kind of famous person she would become. It's still Nuwa! I'm a mud at best.

All she could think of was - isn't this princess very fond of faces? Or is it stimulated by something? Or is it crazy?

After questioning all of them, Mora led them to a classroom on the north side, only fifty meters away from the blacksmith's classroom.

She began to put the atlas out, and the medicinal materials were poured out and placed on the table, so that everyone could follow the atlas to find the corresponding medicinal materials, and after everyone found the right one, she turned on the DV to play the types and functions of the medicinal materials.

At first, some doctors, like the blacksmiths before them, thought that their basic skills were solid, and they were dismissive of these introductory skills.

Later, I found that although these medicinal materials were the same as the medicinal materials I was familiar with, their medicinal properties and functions were very different, and ghosts and people were different, and the use of medicinal materials was also different. Therefore, they have to start from scratch now.

Mo Ran clapped her hands at Ziyan: "That's it!" You come with me somewhere else. ”

"Princess, do you have another position to arrange?" Ziyan couldn't help but ask based on Mo Ran's previous experience of asking her to gather people.

"The parents who gave birth to me, the Ziyan who knows me, I really didn't hurt you in vain!" Mo Ran pinched Ziyan's face mischievously.

"And what kind of person are you looking for this time?"

"This mission, I'm going to hand it over to Ziling, let's go to her and see how she has progressed these days."

"Princess, you are looking for Ziling, could it be that you are looking for a cook this time?" Ziyan asked uncertainly.

"I can't hide anything from you." Mo Ran affirmed Purple Smoke's thoughts.

Mo Ran and Ziyan went back to the mansion first, and found that Ziling was not in the mansion, and she usually had nowhere else to go, so Mo Ran guessed that she might be in the department store.

When I arrived at the department store, I saw that Ziling was wearing an apron, and what was she doing there.

Mo Ran and Ziyan looked at each other, and quietly walked behind Ziling, ready to give her a startle, but unexpectedly, Ziling was just about to turn around, and at this time, the three of them were startled.

Ziling was holding a plate of white things in her hand and almost knocked over to the ground. She patted her chest and said in shock: "People are scared to death, and ghosts will be scared to death." Why are you standing behind me silently? ”

Mo Ran smiled dryly and said, "Hehe, aren't we afraid of disturbing you?" Who knew it would scare you. By the way, what are you doing here secretly? ”

"No, I didn't do anything, I just wanted to make a cake based on the recipe you gave me last time." Ziling was a little embarrassed.

"Oh? I'll take a look, yo, the egg whites are good, the delicate lines are clear, it seems that your ghost energy output is quite stable! ”

"Really? Finally sent a good one. Ziling sighed. In fact, she had failed many times before, so she secretly came back here to practice when no one was around, just for fear of being seen.

"Come on, you're still very talented, I'm optimistic about you. By the way, this time I came to ask you, how did you look for the chef you were looking for? As soon as Mo Ran changed her words, she asked the cook.

"Out of more than 1,000 people, I found only two professional cooks. Princess, I have failed to live up to your expectations of me. The more Ziling spoke, the quieter she became, and her voice was barely audible from behind. At first, she patted her chest and promised that she would be able to complete the task well, but now, the task is not very complete. It's a shame to think about it.

"Most of our more than 1,000 people are rural villagers, so it's not surprising that we can't find professional chefs, but it's good to find two."

When Ziling heard Mo Ran's words, she first breathed a sigh of relief, and it didn't take long for her to figure out that Mo Ran was comforting her, and her face began to turn pale again.

"Ziling, call the two people you are looking for first. Show your hand in front of me and take a look. ”

"They're not at a tenth of your level." Ziling has eaten the dishes made by Mo Ran, and it is the best she has ever tasted, and there is no one.

"Then we have to see what level they have reached! Hurry up and call someone to me. Mo Ran urged.

Ziling ran out as soon as she slipped away, and hurriedly called someone to go.

Mo Ran looked at Ziling's unfinished semi-finished cake, her hands itched for a while, and she began to get busy again. She has always been more skilled than Ziling, and she can control the fire, and soon a cake crust will be ready.

Ziyan didn't blink when she saw it, she felt that Mo Ran's movements were like flowing water, and making dim sum was as elegant as dancing.

After a while, Ziling brought two middle-aged men, both of whom had one characteristic, that is, they were fat.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten cooks are fat, and these two people are perfectly suited to the chef's body type, and now I don't know how good they are.

"What's your two's specialty?"

"Back to the princess, the little one is good at making meat, and he is good at making fish." The older fat man replied with a bowed head.

"Okay, you guys are good at everything, here, show me a hand." Mo Ran took out a processed chicken and a carp from the freezer and handed them to the two of them.

After about thirty minutes, the two of them were done, and they brought their respective dishes to Mo Ran.

In fact, Mo Ran knew the quality of these two dishes by smelling the taste of the dishes before, but out of respect for others, it is better to taste them.

She picked up the chopsticks and pinched a piece of scallion oil chicken in front of her, the chicken skin was too tough, she couldn't tear it apart, and failed. The chicken is too chai, the taste is not good, and it fails. The overall appearance of the dish is not outstanding, a failure within a failure.

She frowned, rinsed her mouth with a sip of water, and turned to the fish to her right. The dish in front of me is called "Fish Leaping Dragon Gate", the fish is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the appearance is passable.