Yan Chen dug out a piece of grease and threw it straight into the fire, his hand suddenly changed, and he actually floated in the sea of fire. The flame held up the grease, and the imaginary black smoke did not appear, and the grease slowly turned into a pool of clear and flowing liquid.

"This kind of treatment is unheard of. The shogunate's face was blank.

"Points!"

Yan Chen shouted, and a puddle of clear oil instantly divided into twenty or thirty small oil droplets in the sea of fire, and when he counted them carefully, he found that it was the same as the number of cakes.

"Let's go!"

He drank again, flicking his fingers with both hands, and the small droplets of oil corresponded to the round cakes in the pot shrouded in flames, instantly blending into it. The temperature of the flame was even higher, and the pot was no longer visible on the stove.

"Is it evenly heated now?" Yan Chen took the time to turn his head and ask the shogunate cook.

The Mufu cook, who was in a strong shock, could not hear what he was saying, and the whole world seemed to be left with only this fire in front of him, which was burning, and the light of the fire reflected on him, directly into the bottom of his heart.

Yan Chen shook his head helplessly, turned around and controlled the fire without saying a word. At this point, a pot full of round cakes is about to come out of the pot.

Yan Chen stared at the fire in front of him tightly, silently calculating the time, and when the time reached a certain extreme, he changed his hand again.

The thick flame suddenly began to shrink, but instead of heading towards the bottom of the pot, it began to shrink upwards from the stove, slowly converging towards the pot.

When all the flames shrank into the pot, they began to spin slowly, and gradually turned faster and faster, and a whirlpool of flames swirled in the pot, and suddenly formed a pillar of fire and erupted, frightening the shogunate cook and several handymen to hurriedly take a few steps back, their faces full of panic.

It's just that the pillar of fire burst into small fireballs and fell into the pot when it was about to approach the roof, and when the last fireball fell in, Yan Chen quickly stepped forward and picked up the lid of the pot and covered it with a "snap".

The kitchen fell into an eerie silence, and the cook of Mufu and a few handymen huddled together and did not dare to come out, and the scene just now completely shocked them.

When have you ever seen such a big battle for breakfast? Be careful, your liver is scared and about to fly out, okay?

"Yan, Young Master Yan, are you alright?" After a while, the Mufu cook finally mustered up the courage to take two steps forward, his eyes were still vigilant at the pot, and he was ready to run away at any time.

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Chen suddenly asked faintly.

The chef of Mufu scolded in his heart: "What am I afraid of, you don't have a little count in your heart, don't you?"

"Bang ......"

Yan Chen suddenly became playful, and there was an explosion sound in his mouth, which frightened the shogunate cook to turn around and run, and several handymen also shrank together and closed their eyes nervously.

Yan Chenle laughed, he didn't expect to scare a few people like this. The shogunate cook, who had already run to the door, heard Yan Chen's laughter and knew that he had been tricked, so he turned his head and yelled angrily: "Young Master Yan, who will scare people to death, I can't help you play like this with my bones." ”

Yan Chen rolled his eyes innocently, "Then I didn't expect you to be so cowardly." ”

If I hadn't been able to provoke him, the shogunate cook would have to kill Yanchen, how could there be such a play.

"Alright, I'm not going to tease you. Yan Chen despised a few people slightly, turned around and put his hand on the lid of the pot, "Are you ready?"

"What else are you going to prepare, just the battle just now, the fire is burning so strongly, it's definitely a pot. The shogunate muttered indignantly.

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" Yan Chen turned his head to look at him with a smile, and only then did he react, Nima, this guy can't be messed with.

"Hehe, hehe. The cook laughed dryly twice and didn't dare to speak again.

Seeing that he was so knowledgeable, Yan Chen nodded with satisfaction and stopped pursuing it, lifted the lid of the pot, and the house was suddenly filled with fragrance. The shogunate cook, who was holding back his energy and preparing to watch a good show, was stunned on the spot.

Is this okay? It's so fragrant that the fire is so big?

"Wow, what's so fragrant?"

The shogunate cook just wanted to express his inner shock, Mu Lan's voice came in from outside the door, and then Mu Lan, Mu Hai, Mu Nianwei, and Uncle Sun walked in, and after a while, Mu Shaobo walked in with a calm face.

The shogunate cook hurriedly cleaned up his mood and was about to say hello to a few people, when Yan Chen's voice interrupted him with a faint sound.

"Morning, Uncle Mu early, smell the smell?" Yan Chen greeted with a serious face, and everyone present couldn't help but twitch when he heard it.

Is it fashionable to say hello so much now?

"Hehe, hehe. Mu Shao Bopi glanced at Yan Chen with a smile, trying to resist the urge to kill him, and turned his head to the source of the fragrance of the room, trying to forcibly divert his attention.

"Let's try it together, Uncle Mu, it's delicious. Yan Chen, this guy, seemed to be afraid that Mu Shaobo wouldn't notice him, seeing that he didn't care about himself, he picked up a piece of cake that had just come out of the pot and was still hot and put it in his mouth and took a bite, and then greeted Mu Shaobo inarticulately.

"Oh, Brother Yan!" Mu Nianwei glared at Yan Chen with disgust on the side, this guy was talking too annoyingly, Mu Nianwei saw that her father's arm covered by his sleeve robe seemed to be trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"You...... Hey, forget it, Daddy don't pay attention to him, how about you try this cake. Mu Nianwei stomped her little foot in annoyance, and pulled Mu Shaobo straight to the pot.

"What kind of cake is this, Brother Yan?" Mu Lan didn't care about this, and as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to run to the pot first and take a piece of cake and taste it.

As for what happened to Yan Chen and Mu Shaobo just now, Mu Lan, who was immersed in hard work, didn't notice it at all, there was probably nothing more attractive in this world than the food that Yan Chen made.

Even the bread in front of you is extremely delicious.