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When Fang He returned home, the two of them were already waiting for him, and Fang He had been out for a long time this time.

"Master, why did you go out and change your clothes?" Song Xue'er is a girl, and as a chef, she must be a little more careful, and she found out that Fang He's clothes had changed.

Fang He smiled awkwardly and said, "Why don't you go in and change your clothes and then run out to prepare ingredients for you!"

"Why didn't I see you going out from here?" Lin Yu was also suspicious, he didn't see Fang He go out of the courtyard just now.

"You two make out there, how embarrassed am I to go, I naturally jumped out of the window. Fang He looked at the two guys who showed affection with disdain.

Song Xue'er's face suddenly turned red, and a sense of shyness crept into her heart, and her hand also earned two laps around Lin Yu's waist.

Lin Yu is a martial artist, and he can be thick-skinned, but in order to cooperate with Song Xue'er, he still has to pretend to be one, with a grinning appearance, Fang He can see that he is pretending to cater to it.

"You two continue to show affection, I'll go make dinner first. Fang He walked towards the kitchen.

"Master, I'll help you. Song Xue'er glared at Lin Yu, and then followed Fang He towards the kitchen.

Fang He's cooking skills actually don't need Song Xue'er's help, but let her see how much she can learn.

"See clearly, although the knife work is not practiced overnight, but there is also a little skill in it, such as the angle of the knife, you are optimistic about ......" Fang He introduced Song Xue'er, and the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

Song Xue'er looked at Fang He's dazzling knife work, with envy and admiration in her eyes.

Fang He's knife skills are too strong, especially after the strength reaches the Xuan level, it is even faster and more ruthless, like a cloud of peers.

A boiled live fish, the fish meat cut out by Fang He is crystal clear, very thin, just put it in the soup and blanch it directly into the soup, with a layer of red oil on it, it looks very attractive.

"Master, your knife work is really a god. Song Xue'er looked at Fang He with admiration.

Boiled live fish is not a rare dish, but it can be seen that a chef's skills are still very different.

"What smells so good. Lin Yu also smelled the smell and came to the kitchen, the smell of boiled fish made him a little unbearable.

"There's one more dish, don't worry. "Fang and bar, boiled fish on the side of the place to keep warm.

Although the fish is ready, it still needs to be flavored, and this process also takes a little time.

Fang He took out the long snake, and when he saw this snake, Lin Yu and Song Xue'er immediately gasped, the snake is too long, more than two meters in length, although it is not the longest, but they are rare.

Song Xue'er has never made snake meat, and naturally she has never seen it, and Lin Yu is even more so, even if she does, it is also handled on the table.

"This snake was caught by chance today, and it looks a little old, and it is long enough to make up for it. Fang He said with a smile.

This snake can be carried by that big snake, there must be its snake place, not to mention like a genius treasure, but it is also a little good to eat.

"I've eaten snake meat before, but I don't think it's very tasty, I don't know what it tastes like. Lin Yu smacked his lips, looking expectant, Fang He never let him down.

"Snake blood yin, not suitable for use, so remove it directly, and this poisonous snake's muttering is here, also take it out, remember not to be careless when dealing with it, these things can't be broken. Fang He handled the snake carefully.

This snake is very big, and it is a cobra itself, so the poison is not weak, and Fang He does not dare to be careless.

"This snake gall, with clear eyes and clear heart, which of you will eat the fire and poison. Fang He took out the snake gall and said with a smile.

Song Xue'er wrinkled slightly every day, this thing that was taken out of the snake's body, she didn't have the courage to try, Lin Yu was eager to try, but Song Xue'er didn't show off this here.

"Since no one eats it, little fox, then it's cheaper for you. Fang He threw the snake gall towards the little fox, and the little fox immediately picked it up.

For the little fox, snake gall is not of much use, but the aura in it is better than nothing.

Fang He looked at the little fox looking directly at his eyes, and naturally knew that it was still coveting the snake gall of the big snake, that was a good thing, how could it be willing to give up.

Fang He processed the snake, then put it into a casserole, put a series of materials into it, and finally thought about it, and took out a cloth bag from his arms, which was the thousand-year-old ginseng.

He now has 10,000-year-old ginseng, and the usefulness of this thousand-year-old ginseng is naturally small, and it is also a good choice to use it for cooking.

The snow-white snake meat, combined with wolfberry ginseng whiskers, although the clear soup looks like little water, it also smells different.

"Master, you move so fast, I see how you make every dish as if you have made it thousands of times, and you can do it easily. Song Xue'er looked at Fang He with some admiration.

She has never been in contact with martial arts, so she naturally doesn't know that she can speed up by practicing martial arts, but Lin Yu on the side is very unconvinced, his sweetheart is not happy when he praises others, even if he also obeys Fang He.

"If I practice, I can do it at this speed. Lin Yu pouted and said.

Fang He immediately looked at Lin Yu with a funny expression, this guy actually eats this kind of vinegar, it is really a vinegar jar.

"Don't brag, let my master see the joke when the time comes. Song Xue'er slapped him, this guy just loves to brag, how can Fang and this ordinary person with this skill be able to do it.

"I'm really not bragging, I can really do it, I don't believe I'll do it for you. Lin Yu was suddenly unhappy, others questioned him, but Song Xue'er couldn't, because he cared very much.

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he stepped forward, took down a knife, and brought a radish from the side.

"Look, let me tell you, I'm afraid of my speed!" Lin Yu finished speaking and began to cut the radish.

I have to say that Lin Yu is a martial artist after all, this hand speed is still very fast, of course, there is no way to compare with Fang He, and the radish cut out is not regular, and there is no feeling of being fast and ruthless like Fang He at all.

Looking at his masterpiece, Lin Yu felt that his face was burning, obviously he felt that he was in good control, how could he cut it out and become like this.

"You, don't be reckless, not every martial artist has a strong control ability, and besides, your time to become a martial artist is still young, and it's normal to cut it badly. Fang He said with a smile.

And he put a more white radish on the cutting board, and he didn't see how the knife moved, just swept it from above, and then stroked it lightly, and suddenly the radish was scattered into a piece of even thin slices, and the strength of the knife can be seen!