I only heard the wooden door "squeak" slightly, and the door not far from Shen Feng opened a gap, and after a pair of sneaky eyes glanced at his back, he retreated with a "whoosh".

"It's really him, what do you say, do you want us to kill him?" a hateful voice sounded in the room.

"Wait a little longer, there are too many people out there now, it's not time to start!If you really want to kill, then wait until the night when no one is around!" another voice reassured.

"I'll take another look at ......"

The door that had been closed opened a gap again......

"Boss, you ......"

"This son, I beg you, it's a little one! How many times have I told you, the little one is not the boss, you can just say it if you have something to do! The boss and the boss are called that, so that our boss knows, and I think I have some disobedience!"

A chubby middle-aged man in the room, with a big apron on his body and a horse spoon in his hand, looked at Shen Feng and pleaded uneasily.

"Boss, uh, master, do you really sell these foods?" Shen Feng continued.

"That's all there really is, it's already the best!" replied the middle-aged man.

At this moment, Gouzi, Xiao Qi and Qiu Dahai also walked over from the corridor. Everyone looked at Shen Fenghe and the dishes on the table, and they all had no appetite.

"Alas, since I ate Lord Shen's food, when I came to eat these ordinary meals again, I really had a feeling that it was hard to swallow!" Qiu Dahai's demeanor was the same as Shen Feng's when he just came over, and after carefully looking at it, he opened his mouth and sighed.

People say that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, and I feel a little stunned when I think about eating these things every day in the future. Yuan Jingzhong also echoed with a wry smile.

"Village Chief, since everyone doesn't like to eat, then you can borrow their room and make a good meal for everyone!" The dog knew that his request was a bit excessive, so when he said this, he subconsciously took a few steps back, trying to keep a distance from Shen Feng as much as possible, and then said in a small voice.

"Shall I do it?" Shen Feng hesitated, but looking at the food in front of him, it was really unpresentable. He gritted his teeth, "Master, a few of us are not used to these foods, otherwise, we will pay you some silver, and then borrow your room, and we will clean up some food ourselves, okay?"

As soon as everyone saw that Shen Feng was going to cook in person, they all came to the door of the room to negotiate with the middle-aged man.

Just as they were negotiating with the mates, the door behind Shen Feng was closed again. I saw Yang Ziyue looking at Mei Ruoliu who was reading a book by the windowsill with a crying and laughing face, "He is actually a village chief? It's funny, isn't it? And a village chief like him? But what does one of them call him, Lord Shen? He must be surnamed Shen." But when did the village chief become an adult?"

"What, village chief?" Mei Ruoliu was also intrigued by this strange title.

"He's going to borrow your room to cook his own food!" Yang Ziyue was a little speechless, where did this come from? Not only does a village chief make people call themselves adults, but they also have to cook their own food when they live in a restaurant?

It's said that he is a rich man, but he is just a village chief, and from the point of view of renting a house directly with silver, it seems that he is still the master who is not short of silver.

"Does he still make food?" Mei Ruoliu was also a little confused.

"Hmm!" Yang Ziyue nodded, indicating affirmation.

"Let's go, let's go check it out!"

"He's just touched me!"

"Then let's see through the crack in the door what tricks they play!"

Mei Ruoliu's suggestion was immediately agreed by Yang Ziyue, and both of them came to the door, tilting their heads sideways to watch the situation outside.

At this time, the number of people who came to eat increased one after another. However, people are not as picky as Shen Feng and his gang, so they directly chose a few things to eat and ate them on the table near the window, while some of the more leisurely ones even ordered a pot of wine, sat there and chatted, and tasted it slowly.

With everyone's efforts, they finally persuaded the middle-aged man in the house with silver to allow them to rent the house for half an hour temporarily.

So, Shen Feng, Gouzi and Xiao Qi were busy after entering the room, cleaning and cutting all the dishes they had seen or understood. After Shen Feng asked the man about the fire and spices again, he drove everyone out.

It's not that Shen Feng is worried about others stealing the teacher, but because the room on the second floor is not big, and it is very stylishly open, so it is better to stay outside than let them stand in the way.

Shen Feng's actions attracted the attention of many people, and everyone looked at this young man in surprise, not understanding what he was going to do.

Shen Feng turned the fire to the highest, and then directly put his brushed iron pot on it, and when the temperature in the pot was okay, he directly poured a large spoonful of animal oil into it, and when the oil temperature rose to the right height, he threw some seasonings like green onion and ginger into the pot.

"呲呲呲"

The aroma of the spices filled the corridor with the sound of clattering. The sound and fragrance caught people's eyes at once, and many unknown people opened the door to see what was going on.

"What is he doing?" Yang Ziyue and Mei Ruoliu were no longer satisfied with this narrow crack in the door. After glancing at each other, they opened the door and walked out, standing at the back of the crowd to watch.

After boiling the pot, Shen Feng quickly poured in the ingredients prepared in advance, and with the beating of the fire, he picked up the iron pot and stir-fried it back and forth.

The flame ignited the grease, and the fire "swished" to the old high. The crowd that stopped and watched was taken aback, but Shen Feng didn't care, plus with his current fire spirit cultivation, it was enough to completely control such a flame.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, I saw this young man waving in the air with an iron pot that was burning everywhere. Although the fire was a little scary, the fragrance that diffused from the pot went directly down the nostrils and into his brain. No matter how big the mouth is, it can't withstand the flood of saliva, and the crowd is full of gurgling saliva and gurgling swallowing.

"What did he do?

Yang Ziyue stared blankly at Shen Feng, who was like flowing clouds and rivers not far away, wondering what kind of food it would be.

For a long time, Shen Feng has been busy with a lot of things every day, so even if it is Gouzi and Xiao Qi, it is rare to see Shen Feng cooking in person. And when I saw this scene today, I was completely stunned by Shen Feng's concentration and momentum.

"Is this really cooking? How do I feel like he's cultivating?" asked the dog, glaring at him.

"I don't know what he's doing, but he looks powerful anyway!" Xiao Qi responded.

Even people like Gouzi and Xiao Qi who have seen many of Shen Feng's delicacies are so surprised, let alone those who have never seen them.

"Is this still food?"

The middle-aged guy couldn't wait to throw his head into the pot to see what was going on.

Soon, Shen Feng made a dish, which was actually a very ordinary plate of stir-fried vegetables. To be honest, for those who know how to feed themselves, it is not difficult at all.

But Shen Feng's creativity and approach are very powerful, after all, none of the people present have ever seen that ordinary vegetables can be made like this.

Shen Feng has a fairly good habit, that is, if he does things seriously, he will generally not be affected by the outside world.

So after he put the vegetables on the plate, he threw them directly on the case, cleaned the iron pot, and then proceeded to the next dish again.

The second dish is equally simple, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, it can be said that in the era before Shen Feng, it was the most eaten dish, simple and delicious, and it was full of color, flavor, and shape.

So, when the sweet and sour taste just wafted out, it conquered all the onlookers again.

"I've decided, you can't kill him!"

Mei Ruoliu, who was standing not far away and watching, said solemnly.

"Well, I think so too, at least before killing him, let him cook this kind of dish for us too!" Yang Ziyue, who was originally full of anger, actually agreed with Mei Ruoliu's opinion very much at this time, and said while quietly swallowing her saliva.

"That's not going to work!I can't kill him anymore anyway!" Mei Ruoliu didn't seem to have any room for concession.

Before Yang Ziyue could speak, Shen Feng's side simply used all the only two fireheads this time.

One of the pots is made with braised pork ribs, and the other pot is a large plate of chicken that has been popular on the planet for a long time.

"It's amazing! Tsk, suck! Just for the taste of this dish, if you can eat a plate, you are willing to pay as much as you want. ”

"According to my observation, this person is estimated to be the imperial chef of the palace, and he accidentally passed by here!"

"Oh, you mean that the emperor is an old man who can eat this kind of dish every day?"

"According to my observation, this son's mastery has far exceeded the scope of ordinary people, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he will enter the Tao with food. ”

"Sister Mei, do you want him to cook this kind of dish for us every day in the future? Hehe, in fact, that's okay, as long as he apologizes seriously and can cook these delicious dishes for us every day, then I will forgive him once." ”

"Have you ever thought that if you leave him in Xinghualou, not only can you eat it every day, but the business in Xinghualou will be very good!"

"Sister Mei, do you like him?"

Keep an eye on this kid for me, as soon as he gets out of this door, tie him up, and then take him back to the shopkeeper, hmph, if you have talent but don't belong to my Tianlong Gang, it can only be a dead end. Hum!

......

Just when the group of people had their own thoughts, Shen Feng's four dishes were completely ready. He wiped his hands with a towel, and then looked up to call the dog to come and serve the food, but was startled by the scene in front of him.