On the pebble plain, He Yafei shouted while running, except for the few days when he was injured, he did this game almost every day, his physical strength became stronger and more energetic, and he ran with a gust of wind. Song Heban followed behind and gently brushed his ass with broom silk and banana peel, and He Yafei immediately pretended to cover his ass and rushed forward. The middle-aged uncle Qin Bofeng was also running, and Gangba, who had never participated in beating people before, followed closely behind him, and from time to time hit the uncle's ass with a stick. Gangba is very measured, not heavy, but there is always pain. The uncle gritted his teeth and endured it for the sake of the kitchen secrets of Asia and Africa.

He Yafei shouted: "Uncle, you have to roar, it's refreshing to roar." ”

But how can an uncle roar like a neurotic teenager, it's too embarrassing. Qin Bofeng let Gangba beat his ass, and he didn't open his mouth when he died.

He Yafei shouted again: "Uncle, don't shout about the secret by half." ”

Hearing that the secret was halved, Qin Bofeng's anger came, and he looked at the sky, "Ah...... Ah......h He Yafei laughed happily, yes, uncle is like this, it's cool, right? The resentment in his heart has an outlet, and Qin Bofeng seems to feel really refreshed. With the first time, the person let go, and every time Gangba slapped his body, he also cooperated with "Ahhh

Hutu Huta ended successfully, the fly in the ointment is that the uncle who has never danced the crotch twisting posture is really miserable, but everyone is just having fun, and no one cares.

After completing Hutu Huta, Qin Bofeng, who was sweating profusely, was also refreshed, and most of the reason was because he was about to hear He Yafei's little secret. He didn't care about scrubbing, and pulled He Yafei to solve the mystery immediately. Yang Mingtai also came, and he was also curious.

He Yafei is no longer reserved this time, he is a person who can't hide secrets, and those things may be secrets in the eyes of others, but for him, it is just an interesting experience. He sat down at the table, his feet dangling under the table.

"Brother Tai," Yang Mingtai's phantom immediately floated above He Yafei's head, and the phantom was much clearer than before, Yang Mingtai frowned, and Qin Bofeng smiled dumbly. "At first, I also did it according to the method taught by my uncle, portraying the dishes in that fog, which is very simple, but the difficult thing is how to make the seeds understand the taste I want, I have used all the strength to eat milk, and my brain is going to explode, I still don't understand, the first two things made are estimated that the dog will not eat them. ”

Qin Bofeng nodded, cooking dishes is different from ordinary souls, the aroma and taste, you can perceive it, but you can't accurately express it in words, and it is even difficult to express it intuitively with consciousness. Chefs have tried countless times and constantly adjusted the expression to get closer to the taste.

Later, I copied my uncle's statement and barely finished two dishes, but I didn't understand the medicinal properties at all, so I saved it. I think, Master Qi Yun is good at medicinal food, that is the master's way, I He Yafei should have my own way, what am I good at, Sichuan cuisine, I am thinking about how to make authentic spicy, authentic hemp, authentic Sichuan fragrance. But this thing is really difficult, it's not spicy to make it spicy, hemp is not like hemp, the hardest thing to do is meat, it seems that the seeds are very resistant. Especially if you make a whole chicken and a whole duck, you will wipe it all for you as soon as you finish carving. He Yafei chattered and didn't have any order, but he could understand it.

"Later, I entered a seed, I don't remember if it was the seventh or eighth time, but it doesn't matter, you know what I saw in it?"

"What?" the two said in unison, obviously this was the secret of He Yafei's success.

"Baby. He Yafei replied very crisply. Yang Mingtai didn't know why, but Qin Bofeng was shocked, the master said that a chef can only cook top-notch dishes if he is concrete, could it be that this talent is concrete?

When He Yafei communicated with the seed for the ninth time, what he saw in the room was not fog, but a milky little doll, staring at He Yafei curiously with a pair of big eyes, cute, He Yafei immediately overflowed with childlike innocence, and very intimately got a milk bottle stopper to the little guy, and made a hand rattle, the jingle sound amused the baby, He Yafei felt that the baby was too cold to sit on the ground, and conjured a small wooden horse, and hugged the baby, the baby had a bottle in one hand and a rattle in the other, riding on the small wooden horse and swaying, giggling。 He Yafei conjured up a pile of bricks and built a castle in front of the baby. The little doll looked at the castle that was about to take shape, lost the bottle and the rattle, climbed down from the wooden horse, staggered to the front of the castle, looked at the castle with black eyes, and when He Yafeilei put on the last block, the baby waved his hand, and the castle, the bottle, the rattle and the wooden horse were all gone, turning into a cloud of fog and gathering together, in the fog, a building block castle gradually took shape. The baby's big eyes flickered and looked at He Yafei, as if asking if he wanted to plant this. He Yafei remembered the business at this time, and hurriedly waved his hand, I don't want a building block castle, I'm here to cook. The baby waved again, and the fog castle vanished.

He Yafei looked at the baby with some distress, baby, I want to make a dish full of color and flavor, but how can I make you understand? The baby blinked his eyes, turned around and staggered towards a wall, He Yafei followed behind, bent over, and held his hands weakly, for fear that the child would be unstable and fall. The baby slapped twice with his little hand on the wall, the wall opened, there were three rows of twisted shelves, and there were dense balls adsorbed on the shelves, He Yafei looked carefully along the shelves, and sniffed them from time to time, he quickly discovered the secret on the shelves, the top row of balls smelled tasteless, but colorful, thousands of colors, like a huge chromatography library. The shelves in the second row were full of dusty balls, and he smelled all kinds of meat and vegetables, which were the ingredients storehouse. The third row of shelves is the spice library, spicy, fresh, fragrant, salty and sweet, each of which has subdivisions, such as spicy, hot and spicy with chili, spicy with ginger, pungent with mustard, and the spiciness from slightly spicy to extra spicy, representing the spicy balls alone, there are three or four hundred. On the third row of twist stands, he even smelled the smell of medicinal materials, but he didn't know anything about Chinese medicinal materials, and random matching would kill people.

He Yafei took a meaty ball from the second row of twist shelves, and then drew a roast suckling pig in the air, and with a wave of the baby's hand, the roast suckling pig disappeared. He Yafei painted another duck braincase and disappeared again. The baby was upset and pouted. He Yafei had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, drew some slices of meat, and the baby agreed. He tried to draw some ribs again, and the baby hesitated, but agreed. It seems that as long as it is not based on the whole animal body or more obvious body parts, the baby can pass this level, the smaller the ingredients, the more crisp the baby agrees.

He Yafei chose a round ball with the fragrance of chili pepper in the ingredient library, took a dark red ball from the chromatography library, selected a medium spicy in the seasoning library, and then drew a dried chili. The baby took the three round balls and rubbed them, fused into a big round ball, flicked the small hand, and the round ball flew in front of He Yafei. I want twenty of these chili peppers, the baby's little finger pointed, and the twenty dried chili peppers appeared in front of He Yafei one by one, as simple as copying and copying. Ten were divided into sections, and ten were crushed into pieces. Baby compliments. He Yafei also concocted Sichuan pepper, ginger, garlic, bean paste, tempeh, cabbage, garlic sprouts, plum blossom meat slices and soup stock. The rest is the heat, in order to tell the baby that the meat slices should be tender, He Yafei also made a demonstration of gently stabbing the meat slices with chopsticks.

When the baby was preparing the ingredients, He Yafei also found a problem, the color of the baby's body became lighter and lighter, and when the baby finished his work, the body was almost transparent. He Yafei picked up the baby with some heartache, the dish is done, will you die? The baby shook his head, broke free from He Yafei's embrace, and lay on the ground curled up in the shape of a baby, as if to say that it would return to its mother's arms.

He Yafei said goodbye to the baby and withdrew from the sea of consciousness of the seed. But He Yafei was not satisfied with the first boiled meat, there was no problem with the color, flavor and heat, the only thing that worried him was that a small chopstick was inserted on each piece of meat. The second time, he specifically pulled out the chopsticks after the demonstration, but the second time there was a chopstick hole in each slice of meat. The third time, after he pulled out the chopsticks, he carefully restored the meat slices to their original state, and the problem was solved.

"It's that simple?" Qin Bofeng kept his mouth open wide while listening, and at this time he felt that his jaw was about to fall. In his opinion, the sacred culinary soul is like a child's play when it comes to He Yafei.

Perhaps, only people like the master and Yafei who retain a pure heart can see the projection of Yu Wan's energy in shape. Yang Mingtai said thoughtfully.

Jiu Cheng's statement is wrong, Asia and Africa do not always see tangible projections. Qin Bofeng retorted.

"Ahh He Yafei startled the two of them at first glance, and even the phantom of Yang Mingtai on his head shook twice. "After I planted the soul, I took a closer look at the seed, and there were some small dots on the silver streaks of that seed. Later, I sifted the seeds in my hand and found that the baby could be seen if there were small dots, and only the fog if there were no small dots. The smaller the baby, the bigger it is, and the stronger the ability. ”

He Yafei's few words were like a thunderclap, Yang Qin and the others were dumbfounded, they had cultivated souls for hundreds of thousands of years, and they had never paid attention to this joint, this is probably the biggest secret. The two hurriedly took out the seeds on their bodies and carefully selected them on the square table, and He Yafei also came down from the table to help sift through them. Sure enough, they found dozens of seeds with small dots on them, ranging from one-striped silver seeds to three-striped gold seeds. It's just that the color difference between the color of the small dot and the texture is too small, and I don't have the intention to observe it, so I can't notice it at all. Yang Qin and the others both held a seed, and their consciousness entered the seed, but they quickly withdrew, very helpless.

Yang Mingtai suddenly thought of the light fluctuations that appeared at the boundary point between the middle and low frequencies when he tested Yafei's consciousness perception talent, and this phenomenon also appeared in Master Qi Yun. Yang Mingtai told Qin Bofeng about the situation, and Qin Bofeng also thought so, otherwise he couldn't explain the child's talent.

Both of them are free and easy personalities, and after figuring it out, they swiped their hands and pushed all the dotted tattoos on their hands to He Yafei. He Yafei only selected three two-pattern silver seeds from each person. Qin Bofeng is in a hurry, this child is so polite to us, it is a waste for us to keep it. He Yafei was a little moved in his heart, but he insisted on not accepting it. He said to the two of them, you all say that I am gifted, what if this talent can be cultivated? The two of them looked moved, how to cultivate it? He Yafei spread his hands and said that he did not know. The two of them didn't care, but He Yafei continued, if it were me, I would probably kneel there every day and beg, baby come out, brother play with you, sincerity is spiritual. Haha, nonsense, don't believe it.

He Yafei's seemingly child's words were like a guiding light, allowing them to see the hope of reaching a higher level. He Yafei went to play with Gangba, and the two were still sitting at the table and pondering.

In the end, Yang Mingtai opened his mouth to break the silence: "Perhaps, what he said is really feasible." Qin Bofeng hurriedly asked what to say. Yang Mingtai said that the master has a pure heart, and Asia and Africa also have a pure heart, if we can also sweep away the dust in our hearts, this matter may not be impossible. Qin Bofeng nodded. Yang Mingtai continued, Brother Bofeng, don't talk to outsiders about this matter for the time being. Qin Bofeng said, I only say to listen to the master. Yang Mingtai said yes.

The dishes planted in the courtyard also seemed to relax and make a lot happier with the two of them, hanging on the branches and shaking and swaying.

Yang Mingtai looked at Qin Bofeng and quipped: "Brother Bofeng, do you still want to resign?"

Qin Bofeng smiled: "I'm afraid you won't be able to drive away." ”

Yang Mingtai pretended to be puzzled: "Oh, why is this?"

Qin Bofeng said with a straight face: "This son can be my teacher." Seeing Yang Mingtai looking at himself, he added: "There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and those who reach it can be a teacher." ”

Yang Mingtai laughed: "Brother Bofeng is in love, although there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, but you don't have to care who is the teacher." ”

Qin Bofeng was stunned for a moment, and then clasped his fists and saluted Yang Mingtai.

On this day, both were very happy. But Yang Mingtai then received two videos, and their hearts became extremely heavy, one was called by his father, and the other was called from Mengfan Village, Taotang, all saying the same thing, Daddy Mei is dying.