The few Vermilion Birds below also breathed fire with his rhythm, and in just a moment, the entire miscellaneous dwelling was filled with an unprecedented fragrance.

"Meow a mi, is this still our waste brother? Two spoonfuls in the same hand, this must be Master's ability, and he looks so relaxed." ”

"Yes, this fragrance is simply amazing, even more fragrant than Master's fried ones, is there any?"

The five miscellaneous fireheads below all stared at each other and shouted in disbelief.

Palm is definitely a hard job, the fire master not only has the infinite arm strength of the grandmaster, such as Qi Daming and others often have two people in charge of a spoon, and those who can hold a spoon in each hand are also Bashan.

And you have to be extremely familiar with the ingredients and condiments, whether it is cooking, frying and stewing, it must be just right to bring out the deliciousness of the ingredients.

The most difficult thing is to master the heat below, among the heavy apprentices, Li San has the ability to hold a spoonful, but he can't control the fire bird stove under the boiler, and he loses the heat as soon as he stirs it.

However, Qin Yu's dashing movements echoed the flames, every time he shook the spoon, Suzaku would spit out a strong flame, and the entire Xuantie cauldron was a sea of fire, and when he sank the pot and added water, Suzaku would consciously lower the flame and boil it with an internal flame.

It was as if the flame had shared a brain with him, and Titus was in harmony.

In the past two years, due to Bashan's practice of diverging in the pulse, he has suffered internal injuries, and his fire control skills have declined, and he has never seen it, and everyone can't help but be stunned for a while.

"Alright, let's put it on the plate. ”

Qin Yu threw away the big spoon in a dashing manner, walked off the elevated shelf of the cauldron, and clapped his hands.

"Damn, it's so awesome, I'll taste it. ”

Li San was the first to come back to his senses, he was the most proud apprentice under Bashan, he could hold a spoonful, and he had two or three points of effort, although everyone had a good relationship, but he still didn't believe in evil in his heart.

Several others were also staring, waiting for his answer.

The dishes made by Qin Yu are boiled blood bear paws, braised thunder turtles, stir-fried green mushrooms, etc., blood bears and thunder turtles are third-level spirit beasts, which have the effect of strengthening muscles and bones and nourishing the essence, far from being comparable to the likes of black cranes and mountain leopards.

This kind of third-level ingredient is still precious, although there are a lot of ethereal mountains stocked, because the spirit beasts are extremely ferocious, they all have to be hunted by the disciples themselves, even if the heat is a little bit bad, they will smash the pot, and the severity of the heat will have a loss on the true element of the ingredients themselves.

If the loss reaches sixty percent, it is undoubtedly a ruining medicinal material, and it will be scolded at least and beaten at worst.

In the past, Bashan personally and carefully handled the meals, without exception for decades, but today, because the breakthrough is imminent, Bashan is gone, and he can't delay the meal, so this job naturally falls on Qin Yu's hands.

Who would have thought that he would fry it in one go, and the taste would be delicious, even if it damaged the aura of some ingredients, it would be easy to explain.

If it doesn't taste good, it's all empty talk.

Li San picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of thunder turtle meat, and ate it tremblingly.

His heart was extremely nervous, the thunder turtle was extremely hard, and the meat inside was difficult to stew, even if Bashan was in charge himself, he could only ensure that the vitality of the ingredients was more than sixty percent, and he couldn't stew it excessively, so that Jia Sidao and others often complained and blamed, can Qin Yi's hand be full of those uncles?

Li Sanjue is a little hanging!

He chewed the letter suspiciously, the aroma of the meat instantly diffused in his mouth, the rich fragrance of the soup and the spirituality of the medicinal herbs were perfectly combined, there was a sense of coolness in summer, not to mention the meat quality, just right, cooked but not rotten, the entrance did not melt, and there was a little cotton, chewing three or two bites, the whole taste buds exploded, and the pores all over the body seemed to be cheering and refreshing.

"Third brother, what's the matter, what's the matter, you have a voice. Qi Daming couldn't wait to ask.

"I've never eaten such a delicious thing in my life, Xiao Qin, you kid to be honest, is Lao Ba hiding his secrets, wow, wow, wow, why can't I make such delicious food." Li San shouted depressedly.

"Is there such a god?"

Qi Daming saw Li San's painful expression on his face, and stretched out his salty pig hand to grab the meat to taste, at this time the group walked in and shouted loudly: "What are you doing, you don't look good when you stand, you don't sit on it, it's noisy, can there be no rules for the fire room?"

The person who came had a thin, sallow face, was about forty years old, and the clothes he was wearing were also linen, but there was gossip printed on his chest, which was an official disciple of the outer ranks.

His name is Zhen Zhiping, the head of the miscellaneous disciples, and he can only be regarded as the last in the Ethereal Palace, but the miscellaneous residence is under his jurisdiction, and the people in the fire room have to look at his face.

As soon as Zhen Zhiping came, everyone stood upright, although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show the slightest displeasure on their faces.

"Where's Bashan?"

Zhen Zhiping glanced at it and asked coldly.

"Master is sick and rests in the house. Qi Daming said sloppily.

"What? At this time, he is actually sick, is his brain in water? I don't know if today is the first day of the new year, will the Holy Son and Holy Daughter come to inspect below? Even if he dies, he has to die for me, and if you wait for the Inspector, you will all have to die for me. Zhen Zhiping shouted coldly.

On the first day of the first month of every month, the Ethereal Palace will send elders or holy sons and daughters to inspect, after all, a religion wants long-term development, not only to focus on the elite inner disciples, but also to understand the progress of the middle and lower class disciples, especially the outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples, that must be paid attention to, maybe whoever will be buried, that is the backbone of the sect.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter are all elite disciples, and when they come to the lower level, the outer disciples will find a way to greet them, and if they are happy, they will directly recommend them to the elders, and if they don't do well, they will be promoted. No matter how good the envoy is, he can give more elixirs and ingredients on it, which is also good.

And the dinner party that entertained the envoy became the most important, it used to be made by Bashan, after all, Bashan has a limit, and naturally compared with those chefs in the upper courtyard, it can only be said that he can barely cope with it.

Now, his illness is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Zhen Zhiping, the only one in charge of the kitchen has fallen, how can he explain this dinner?

Everyone came back to their senses, today is the first day of the new year, and it is really not the right time for Bashan to leave.

"Senior Brother Zhen, this dish tastes ......"

Li San just wanted to speak, but Zhen Zhiping glared at him fiercely: "Just a few of you waste, what kind of dishes can you make? Why, can't you hear me talking?"

At this time, a disciple hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words in Zhen Zhiping's ear.

Zhen Zhi's face changed greatly, and he clapped his hands and shouted: "It's over, Bashan, Lao Tzu is not finished with you." Senior Brother Jia has already arrived, are the ingredients ready?"

(End of chapter)