Just as the shopkeeper and Guo Ye were preparing their luggage, the back kitchen of the Tibetan soldiers was in full swing preparing for luncheon.

"It's all neat!"

"Firewood is ready!"

Jianghu sects do not raise idlers, and the Tibetan soldiers are one of the nine major sects, although the disciples in the sect are harmonious, but the most basic division of labor still divides the disciples of the sect into three, six, nine, etc., as the total number of disciples in the sect accounts for the largest proportion of the blue and white and gray disciples are more obvious, on weekdays, in addition to practicing martial arts, the blue and white disciples are also responsible for cleaning the hall, the alchemy hall, the Tibetan Arsenal and the important places such as the door volume library, and the gray and white disciples are responsible for guarding the mountain gate, chopping wood and carrying water, burning the fire and cooking, and even pouring night incense, On the one hand, it is to let the disciples of the sect completely integrate into the life of the sect, and rely on these daily trivial things to enhance the sense of belonging of the disciples of the sect to the sect, and on the other hand, to stimulate the self-motivation of the disciples of the sect through the phenomenon of clear hierarchies.

In the back kitchen, a middle-aged fat man wearing an ordinary gray and white robe is arrogantly directing the gray and white disciples who are busy in the back kitchen, although it is the same gray and white robe, wearing the clothes that fit other disciples, wearing a long and deep V-neck that exposes his chest by the fat belly that rises high, which looks particularly funny, but all the gray and white disciples in the back kitchen not only did not dare to laugh, but accelerated their movements a little under the urging and instruction of this person.

This person's name is Fan Tiantian, the original name was a single word, and later his parents added a heavy word at the suggestion of the fortune teller, and changed it to the current name in the hope of adding wealth to the family, but in this era, it is very simple for ordinary people to live, but if they want to add wealth and treasure to the wealth, there is no other choice but to practice martial arts.

Fortunately, the Fan family used to be a husband in other people's big families, and he passed on some cooking skills, although he was no longer one in ten when he arrived at Fan Tiantian, but he was much better than ordinary people, but no restaurant was willing to accept him, and there was only one reason that Fan Tiantian didn't know martial arts.

In this era of martial arts cheats roadside stalls for ten cents a book, there is a big difference between knowing martial arts and not knowing martial arts, and it has even become a basic requirement for all walks of life.

Relying on a ruthless force, Fan Tiantian pinched a kitchen knife of his own, and climbed up Wolong Mountain with a charcoal pot on his back, and came to study in the Tibetan Military Gate, but Fan Tiantian had no choice but to pass the best age for practicing martial arts, the Tibetan Military Gate is one of the top nine major schools in the rivers and lakes, and the acceptance of disciples also has its own standards, Fan Tiantian is destined to have no future on the way to practice martial arts, and the Tibetan Military Gate will not accept him as an apprentice, and Fan Tiantian was naturally turned away.

But Fan Tiantian did not give up, set up a grill bonfire at the gate of the Tibetan Soldier Gate, the mountain wind was howling, and the taste of the food made by Fan Tim was blown into the Tibetan Soldier Gate. Smelling the smell, he went in and out of the mountain gate and looked at Fan Tiantian's hands full of light and his mouth chirping, but he only had dry cakes in his bag, who could stand this? In addition, Fan Tiantian took out chicken legs and duck wings from time to time, and homemade game invited the disciples of the Tibetan soldiers who entered and left the mountain gate to make a tooth sacrifice, so that the disciples of the sect who were accustomed to eating the rough food of the sect "complained" to the high places.

After some tossing, Fan Tiantian was finally accepted by the Tibetan Military Gate, and became the first man to enter the Tibetan Military Gate by virtue of his cooking skills, making an exception to become a lifelong gray disciple.

From an ordinary cook who ran into a wall in search of jobs everywhere to a chef in charge of the Tibetan Soldier Sect, one of the nine major schools, Fan Tiantian can be said to have jumped into a dragon in the eyes of ordinary people.

"You all listen!" Fan Tiantian lifted his trouser belt: "This is the first meal since the deputy head returned to his main door!

The last sentence was shouted out, and the roar made all the gray disciples excited, and they replied loudly: "I heard it!"

The dry noodle cake is hard and unpalatable, but the advantage is that it is easy to preserve, it is the standard dry food for the disciples of the Tibetan soldiers to go out of the mountains and walk the rivers and lakes in the past, there were once Tibetan soldiers disciples who were plotted by the secret weapon, and the result was that the hidden weapon was blocked by the dry flour cake to escape from death There are more than one example, relying on its terrible hardness, this dry noodle cake can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people among the disciples of the Tibetan soldiers.

At this moment, an embarrassed voice came out of the door: "This distinguished guest, you really can't enter here! Oh, I will be scolded by Senior Brother Fan——"

Before the words fell, the door of the back kitchen opened with a squeak, and a strong smell of oil smoke mixed with the smell of medicine residue sprayed out, Fan Tiantian's face was dark, and his fat body almost blocked the double door tightly, and he roared with his hands on his waist: "Who! The kitchen is heavy and you are not allowed to trespass without permission! Don't you know the rules!"

A gray disciple supported a woman and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Huifan, this is the person who went back to the mountain with the deputy head, and said that he had to prepare a meal for the deputy head with us, and I stopped it, but this one has to come over, and I can't stop it......"

This woman is the one that Guo Xiaodao rescued from the wild dog pack, at that time, with the shopkeeper and others carried up the mountain by Mo Xiaoxiao, I have to say that the Tibetan soldier gate has a high level of treatment for bone injuries, although as the saying goes, "hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days", but in the special medicine of the Tibetan soldier gate plus the catalytic cultivation containing the power of qi and blood, after a day of treatment, the foot injury has been healed by half. Due to the trouble encountered by the "brocade mouse", the shopkeeper did not have time to explain the identity of the wounded man picked up by the roadside to the Tibetan soldiers, and the Tibetan soldiers saw that this person was going up the mountain with their own deputy head, so they naturally did not dare to slack off.

I have to say that this woman washed away the dust and embarrassment after some grooming, and she does have some posture, but her temperament is more eye-catching than her own posture - ordinary people can't raise a woman's temperament.

The woman smiled softly, her legs and feet were inconvenient, so she could only nod her head and salute: "This senior brother, your deputy head is kind to me, but at this time, he has no long things, and there is nothing to repay, so he thinks of using other ways to repay the benefactor, and please make it convenient, the woman has thanked me here." ”

The woman's speech is as soft as jade, her temperament is extraordinary, coupled with her soft voice, it is not easy to have a seizure, Fan Tiantian looked at the woman who had not healed and frowned: "This, our back kitchen is all some miscellaneous work, you ...... like this"

The woman had expected this, and handed out a stack of rice paper full of ink in her hand: "Don't look at me like this, I also know some medicinal recipes, which have been written before I came, please take a look." ”

When Fan Tiantian heard this, he hurriedly wiped his hands on his body, took them with both hands, looked at them a few times, and then closed them and shook his head again and again: "I don't think I've seen it, you can put this thing away." ”

Fan Tiantian's medicinal diet is still a wild way after all, but after doing it for so long, he still has eyesight and real skills, and he can see at a few glances that the prescriptions written by this woman are all medicinal diet recipes with the rules of the Eight Classics, and they are all priceless treasures when placed outside.

The woman did not stretch out her hand to take it, but said in a loud voice, "If this senior brother asks me to participate, I will give you these recipes for free, how about it?"

Fan Tiantian's fat face trembled, and a pair of chubby eyes suddenly opened, shining: "This is true!"

Because Fan Tiantian was born in the wild road, he needs orthodox medicinal diet learning too much, but which medicinal diet recipe is not hidden into a treasure? Sometimes Fan Tiantian even thinks that it would be good if Emperor Liyang also grabbed the kitchen recipes and distributed them to the world.

The woman smiled: "Please also ask the senior brother to fulfill it." ”

Fan Tiantian almost jumped out of the doorway, his fat body was shaking excitedly, and he said in a loud voice: "Success! Sure it will be done! Please! Please come in!"

The woman stepped into the back kitchen of the Tibetan Soldier Sect with the careful support of the Tibetan Soldier Sect disciple who took care of her.