Chapter 10: Gloomy ecstasy

Stephen Zhou is indeed the incarnation of the God of Food, and he has mastered the cooking skills in the kitchen of Shaolin Temple in just half a month, and he has mastered it thoroughly, but compared with those Shaolin monks who have been immersed in the kitchen for 20 years, there is still a considerable distance, but with his current strength, it is estimated that he can have the power to fight with Tang Niu, after all, Tang Niu has studied in the kitchen of Shaolin Temple for ten years, and his culinary attainments are unfathomable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Stephen Zhou working so hard, Du Xiao's heart fluttered a little, could it be that he had been watching Stephen Zhou continue to grow, and he didn't do anything?

"Abbot of the Dream Relic, I want to learn to cook." Du Xiao didn't know where he got the courage, he actually mentioned the matter of learning dishes with the abbot of Mengyi, he was a person who had little contact with the kitchen, and the most contact was nothing more than the past half a year, the abbot of Mengyi gave him the privilege to enter the kitchen casually to taste all kinds of dishes.

"Lord Du, why are you so interested in mentioning learning to cook today?" The abbot of the Dream Relic said flatly, as if everything was not enough to surprise him, and his state of mind was so peaceful.

"Seeing him work so hard, he just wants to give it a try, and he doesn't want to do nothing all day long." Du Xiao's impulse to learn to cook was indeed stimulated by Stephen Zhou, but being able to learn to cook would be beneficial to himself and would improve his otaku's living conditions.

"But learning cooking takes a long time, and if the donor wants to learn the art successfully, it will take at least a few years, but I don't know if the donor can endure the cultivation in the temple for the past few years." The half-year contract between Du Xiao and the abbot of the dream has long expired, and the old abbot is really cunning, and he wants Du Xiao to continue to stay in the Shaolin Temple and accompany him to relieve his boredom.

"I'm only going to learn ten dishes, so I'll ask the abbot of the Dream Relic to complete it." There are eighteen bronze figures in Shaolin Temple, nine hundred and eighty-one dishes, and now Du Xiao plans to learn ten of them.

The abbot of the dream relict sighed, he didn't expect his conspiracy to be discovered by Du Xiao, that's it, that's it, ten dishes are enough for him to stay in the temple for a while longer. "Well, then you go to the kitchen steward tomorrow, and he will arrange the cooking for you." Then he drifted away a little sadly.

Du Xiao could only shake his head, feeling that the abbot of the dream was a little pitiful, the huge Shaolin Temple couldn't find anyone willing to talk to him, but he didn't have enough sympathy to let the abbot of the dream succeed. He didn't want to stay in this Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life and live like a monk.

Du Xiao has no talent for cooking, but his perseverance is beyond ordinary people, whether it is choked by oil smoke or splashed by boiling oil, he has no intention of giving up, in half a month, he actually mastered the ten dishes of Shaolin Temple, and the taste is not bad, if he is really allowed to stay for another year or two, it is estimated that he can do his best to understand the eighty-one dishes.

Stephen Zhou seems to be intoxicated in the Shaolin kitchen every day on the surface, but his heart is full of torment and regret, if he listened to Du Xiao's words, cherished her well, and did not reject her, then she would not have followed her footsteps tirelessly to Hunan, and would not have been killed by that killer.

In the Buddhist hall of Shaolin Temple, the candles are bright, and there will only be a full hall of Buddha statues and rows of candles left in the middle of the night, and there will be no disciples chanting scriptures here at all. Stephen Chow, on the other hand, doesn't appear in the corner of the house every night, always with a look in the corner of his eye, covering his face and crying ashamed, ashamed of everything he has done in the past.

Du Xiao stood by the door of the Buddha Hall, looking at Stephen Zhou who was so gloomy and sad, his heart wanted to comfort him and tell him that the turkey was not dead, but he had to get through this hurdle by himself before he could truly realize it.

"Master Dushi, don't be upset, just let him understand it alone before he can grow." The abbot of the dream relict didn't know when he appeared by Du Xiao's side and dissuaded him.

"Hmm." Du Xiao simply responded and stabilized his mind.

Stephen Zhou covered his face and cried bitterly, silently singing the song of love and righteousness that their brothers sang together, singing so dismal and heart-wrenching.

Du Xiao watched him have black hair, gradually becoming pale, gray hair overnight, when you look at the relatives and friends around you who have gray hair overnight, you understand how much your heart hurts. The fist is dragged tightly, don't worry, as a brother, in the last time, it is time for me to do something.

There are only a few days left before the Super God of Food Competition, Stephen Zhou has pale hair since he has penetrated it, and his cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, not only learning all the eighty-one dishes of Shaolin Temple, but also creating nineteen new dishes.

"I'm getting ready to leave, how about you?" Du Xiao asked Stephen Zhou, for the final Super God of Food Competition, he needed some preparation, and he didn't want Tang Niu and the others to control this game.

"I still want to stay here for a few more days, because I also want my cooking skills to be more exquisite, and I want to completely defeat Tang Niu in the competition." Stephen Zhou is full of confidence, for this, Du Xiao feels very comforted, if he doesn't even have this confidence, how can he stand out in the competition.

"Okay, so when are you going to go?" Du Xiao asked curiously.

"I plan to return to Hong Kong on the last day, after all, the protagonist has to appear last, so he is called handsome." Du Xiao finally understood why Stephen Zhou obviously had so much time, but at the moment before the final start of the game, he used light skills to fly over, crashed through the window and entered the arena, it turned out that it was because this guy wanted to pretend to be forced, so he deliberately delayed the departure time, and then because the speed of the boat aunt was too slow, it led to that scene.

"Well, okay, but remember not to take Auntie's boat." Du Xiao kindly reminded that it would be too embarrassing to be late for this reason.

"Huh? Auntie's boat? Stephen Zhou listened a little foggy, completely unaware.

"When I didn't say, I'm leaving, cherish, we're in the competition, goodbye."

"Precious." Stephen Zhou didn't hinder him, because he knew that they would meet soon, so why bother to be hypocritical at this moment.

Du Xiao carried the burden on his back and got up to leave the Shaolin Temple, and then he saw the dream abbot waiting for him in front of the door. "Abbot of the Dream Relic, I'm leaving, I hope that the next time we play chess again, your chess skills will be more exquisite." In fact, he was a little reluctant, but he kept his mind calm and said goodbye.

"Let's go, let's go, you bastard." The abbot of the dream relict smiled bitterly and was reluctant to send him away.