"Hmph! grandstanding, jumping clown!"

The old man stood there as if he was enchanted just now, until Zhang Yi closed the lid of the pot and looked at him, then he scolded disdainfully and muttered: "As a chef, shouting so loudly, and not afraid of splashing the spittle stars into it, it is really insulting to Sven, insulting to Sven!"

And then...... The old man scooped a spoonful of oil with a big iron scoop, calmly walked to the cauldron, and suddenly blessed his heart, a little spiritual light flashed in his mind, so with a wave of his left hand, a little flame flew into the bottom of the stove, and the dry wood immediately burned, and the big iron pot was immediately hot.

"Heat the oil!"

The old man's voice was like a bell, swallowing mountains and rivers, shaking the ears of the people around him, and they were all stunned, is this Nima's artificial thunder?

"No, yes-" The old man was just about to pour the oil, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, hurriedly put down the big scoop, waved his right hand, and a bucket of spiritual spring water came into his hand, and then poured it into the cauldron with a bang, and said in his mouth, "Start the pot and boil the water!"

"Whew!"

As soon as the water entered the pot, the old man opened the bow with his left and right hands, and the flames flew between his ten fingers, gathering under the iron pot, and quickly boiled the water in the pot, and then put all kinds of precious ingredients into the pot one by one, and did not forget to say loudly: "Put in the treasure, boil the blood foam!"

He poured another jar of fragrant old wine and said, "Pour a jar of fine wine from Xinghua Village to remove the fishy smell!"

"The patriarch is mighty, the patriarch is domineering!"

Those children of the Leng family immediately looked excited and shouted loudly.

The old patriarch of the late Jindan period used the power of cultivation when he shouted, so the shouting was very imposing, listening to everyone's ears like 100,000 grassland beasts rushing forward, rushing into the heart and wandering, the sound of horses' hooves was earth-shattering for a long time, and he unconsciously fell into the rhythm of the old man and couldn't extricate himself.

"This old guy, just now he said that people insulted Sven, and he himself began to insult Sven so soon. Bai Yulong was quite speechless, and swept the old guy with disdain.

"Alright, fish out all kinds of treasures, let's use another cauldron!"

The old man took out the meat and loaded it, took a large iron scoop full of oil to another cauldron, lit a fire as he had just done, heated the pot, and then yelled: "Heat the oil!"

The old man hurriedly poured in the green onions, ginger, garlic and bean sauce, and said loudly: "Put the green onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns, and bean sauce together, and fry the red oil!"

He picked up another spoonful of salt and said loudly: "Put in half a spoonful of ancestral salt and stir-fry until the pot crackles!"

Soon, the pot crackled, the strange fragrance came to the face, the oil stars splashed everywhere, and the red oil foam danced over the pot, which was very beautiful, just like the stars at night dotted the night sky, but it could not get rid of the background of the canopy, which was amazing.

"Good!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Put in all kinds of curiosities in turn!" Everyone, pay attention, due to the different quality of the meat, so the time of cooking is also different, so you can't put it in at the same time, you must put it in the same way, of course, the first thing to put in is chicken wings and carved legs!"

Speaking, the old man pinched the trick with his left and right hands, and the heavenly spirit chicken wings and carved legs flew in the air, all of them were submerged in the iron pot, the old man was quick with his eyes, and he waved the spatula and began to stir it violently, under the "siege" of the fire, the pot made a crackling and violent sound, like thunder, shocking.

"And then there's the other ingredients......

The old man stir-fried has a unique skill, and soon the fire under the pot is too weak, so he poured liquor into the pot, and a little flame flew out, so that the pot was full of flames, and with the old man's superb cooking skills, all kinds of meat were fried by him in turn to produce a unique meat flavor, which was very attractive.

"Okay! It's almost fried, let's add salt, rock sugar, and all kinds of condiments!" The old man's hands were like lightning, and he quickly put in all kinds of condiments, "Add a spoonful of soy sauce to polish the color!"

After another breath, his eyes brightened, and he poured half a bucket of spiritual spring water into the air, and said, "Add the source of life, cover the pot, and collect the juice over high heat!"

"Whew!"

The fire was blazing, but the old man was still not satisfied, and his ten fingers once again sent out small flames to burn around the cauldron, and soon reached the expected point, and then stopped.

"There's a kind!"

The old man extinguished the flames, turned around and glanced at Zhang Yi, and saw that the latter was still standing in front of the cauldron looking at him, so he raised his thumbs and said, "It's a little self-aware, wait for the old man to open the pot first, once the old man opens the pot, you don't have to open the pot!"

"Old man, is your dish ready?" Zhang Yi asked an inexplicable question.

"Of course, I'll boil the pot!" the old man shook his head, this man's brain was only broken.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi actually breathed a sigh of relief, he had already received Ye Bufan's transmission, he immediately poured his whole body cultivation into his palms, and directly grabbed the lid of the pot with two hands under the wrapping of spiritual power, and shouted: "The auspicious time has come, the pot is a great success!"

"Whew!"

The lid of the pot was directly swirled and flew out, its speed was so fast, and it was full of stamina, it flew straight above the white clouds, disappeared into a white expanse, and seemed to be swallowed up by the white clouds.

"This ......"

The onlookers immediately looked confused, which play is this? You open the pot when you open the pot, and you have to throw the pot lid away for Mao? The pot lid is expensive at first glance, and it was discarded so easily by you, and it is a violent thing.

"This, this, this ......" Bai Yulong also stared, puzzled, "Which play is this? I know that I am going to lose, so I break the jar? I have to say that your act of flying the lid of the pot - the person who watched it was so cool!"

"That pot lid was given to Qing'er by me, why was it ruined by you like this, bastard!"

In the crowd, Fang Xiaoyu squeezed to Ye Bufan's side, stabbed him in the arm, and said, "Ye Da Gang Leader, this matter must have been secretly manipulated by you, should you give me an explanation?"

"Who said that the pot lid was lost?" Ye Bufan squinted at her and said unhappily, "Our pot lid is different from other pot lids, it has great spirituality, and when this competition is over, it will fly back by itself." ”

"Really?" Fang Xiaoyu obviously didn't believe it.

"You can choose not to believe it!"

Ye Bufan snorted coldly, too lazy to explain to her, this cute girl, let's let the facts explain to her later.

"Well, I choose to believe. Fang Xiaoyu stuck out her little tongue and really believed it.

"What the hell is this grandma playing with?"

Even the old man of the Leng family was also stunned, his eyes stared at the white clouds in the sky, and he couldn't see the shadow of the pot lid, so he couldn't help frowning, and said, "What an evil sect, shouldn't the pot lid really be eaten by the white clouds?"

"Possibly!"

The children of the family around him immediately nodded in agreement.