In anticipation, Chen Hu unveiled the insulation cover.

"Brush!"

In an instant, as if the morning glow was rising, a faint red and yellow light bloomed from under the lid, although the time was not long, only two or three seconds, but it was still a few people present who were stunned, as if they were in a fantasy world.

But that's not all, and then, when the light dispersed, a handful of ethereal red flames suddenly appeared above the soup bowl, swaying in the wind, like a real flame, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The faint heat is ethereal, making the top of the entire soup bowl look beautiful and magical.

"This ......"

"It's amazing, it's beautiful!"

"Is this really edible?"

"It's like a work of art. ”

"Drink. Drink it and you'll be able to get rid of her entanglement and return your routine to its original state. Chen Hu was not surprised, and said to Xiao He in front of him, who was attracted by the brown sugar ginger soup he made.

"Really?" Xiao He asked, looking up expectantly.

"Yes, really. Chen Hu nodded in affirmation.

"Okay, I'll drink!" Xiao He said firmly.

Then he reached out and carefully picked up the soup bowl that seemed to be burning with flames, and hesitantly but resolutely put the soup into his mouth.

"Boom!"

The impact of a volcanic eruption exploded in her mouth, body, and mind, like a torrent, carrying her mind into a world of flames.

The red sandy earth was everywhere, and the spicy air was full of spiciness, which poured into her lungs and into her body with every breath, bringing her a strong feeling of dryness and heat.

"Hmm...... It's so hot!" Xiao He, who was in the outside world, groaned, and his face became visibly rosy to the naked eye.

Sweat seeped out, wetting her clothes almost instantly, clearly outlining her rather delicate upper curve.

Artistic conception affects reality, so that the body reacts, this is the state of perfection of the chef's heart! But unconsciously, Chen Hu's cooking skills have reached this point, and he has become a special chef who is truly expected to step into the Lin level.

And depending on the situation, he also mastered the two techniques of form and complexion, and had the qualifications to refine [food appearance].

"Is it so exaggerated? It's just a bowl of soup, and you actually drink a sweat?" Correspondingly, the members of the program team who paid attention to Xiao He's movements felt very incredible, looked at each other, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Look!" At this time, Xiao Liu on the side suddenly pointed to Xiao He's shoulder.

"Huh!?"

It turned out that during the period when they were not paying attention, a Japanese woman dressed with the characteristics of the times and looking like she was in the seventies and eighties of the last century appeared next to Xiao He out of thin air, looming against the background of the sweat rising on Xiao He's body, like an illusion.

The female staff and the Double Dream group present turned pale, and they covered their mouths and noses with their hands, so as not to attract the attention of the illusory ghost girl.

Of course, the director and Koyanagi and other men are the same, a cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their bodies were so stiff that they didn't even dare to move.

Obviously, there is not much gender difference between men and women in the face of this situation.

At the same time, Chen Hu also found the female ghost appearing on the side, didn't say anything, just put another soup he had prepared on the table, pushed it in front of the female ghost, and opened the lid.

Immediately, a brilliant aura bloomed from it, and the inexplicable scriptures resounded in the ears of several people around them as if they were transmitted.

Of course, that is, within the space of two or three meters around, no matter how far away, Chen Hu did not give Du Rentang so much power, and he couldn't pass it on.

The female ghost was attracted by the mantra of the Great Dao in the scriptures, her expression was stunned, and she hid the hideousness on the surface, like a puppet being towed, and slowly floated to the soup of resentment, grabbed the soup bowl, and put the soup into her mouth.

"At that time, the Taishang Daojun and all the saints were under the Baqian Forest, the Seven Treasures Taizhong listed the prestige and the Tao of Chen, and the Yishen sat silently in Yujing Mountain to put the Seven Treasures in the light, and illuminated the Futang Hell ......"

The Huanghuang scriptures exploded in her mind like a heavenly voice, word by word, every word with light, impacting and washing away all kinds of grievances and grievances on her body, hating and hating the roots. The manifestation is that the female ghost's face is becoming more and more peaceful, and the black qi on her body is getting more and more, as if black smoke is quickly emerging from her body and scattered into nothingness.

"Okay, that's amazing, is this still a chef?"

No one could answer him that question.

"Mengjia, come and pinch me, I feel like I'm dreaming now. ”

"Eh, you're really pinching!"

"Does it hurt?" Jin Mengjia asked in a low voice.

"What do you say?" Huang Mengying rubbed her waist and didn't have a good breath.

"It seems like we're not dreaming. Jin Mengjia said.

"Looks like we've really run into Inhumans this time. In the end, the director was full of emotion and said with a complicated face.

The others nodded, silent, quietly waiting for it all to end.

Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't last long, and in about five or six minutes, Xiao He recovered his spirits, and the female ghost was also tempered with most of the resentment on her body, and she saluted Chen Hu in the void, and decisively disappeared from the void.

Of course, there is also the resentment lock she left on Xiao He who disappeared together. After all, with the benefit of Chen Hu, it is impossible for her to do anything to Xiao He, and at the same time, she really dare not do anything.

She didn't believe that Chen Hu only had this means to help people settle their grievances.

"Okay, it's okay, let's go back and rest. Chen Hu looked at Xiao He and said to the others present.

He didn't sleep in the middle of the night, did he really think that everyone was like him, a night owl?

"Really?" said Xiao He worriedly.

"Believe it or not. Chen Hu pouted.

"I believe it, I believe it!" Thank you, Master Chen!" Xiao He nodded hurriedly, then stood up and bowed to Chen Hu.

If she hadn't happened to run into him, she really didn't know how she was going to live her life in the future, and she might even have to say it later.

"You're welcome, it's all your own people, as it should be. ”

After Koyanagi ran to greet the people in the restaurant, he got up together and prepared to leave the restaurant.

It's just that at this time, he was stopped by a middle-aged man.

"Something?" asked Chen Hu. The latter bowed and chattered a lot, but unfortunately none of them could be understood by Chen Hu, until Koyanagi, who was proficient in Japanese, translated them into Chinese.

"He said that his name is Funakoshi Fumiji, and there are some things he wants to ask Master Chen for you. ”

"Ask him what it is. Chen Hu glanced at the other party up and down, and said to Xiaoliu.

"Please save my child!" Funakoshi said with a ninety-degree bow, pleading earnestly.

"In this way, Xiao Liu, you stay and help Master Chen translate, Mengjia, Mengying, Xiao He, Xiao Xu, you go back upstairs with me first, don't disturb Master Chen and others to talk about things. At the same time, the bright-eyed director thought about it and said to the people present quite knowingly.