Looking at Lin Xiaotian's bright eyes, the poor old man showed a pleased smile, his gaze was extremely kind, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pat Lin Xiaotian's shoulder.

"Okay!Xiaotian, just by your words, the old decay will not let you join any genre!"

The old and the young all have the resonance of not wanting to send people under the fence, so the two reached a consensus and decided to let Lin Xiaotian go alone.

"Master......"

Uncle Qing shook his head helplessly, he didn't know whether he was too old to remember the darkness of the culinary world, or if he was too confident in Lin Xiaotian.

Perhaps, the poor always want Lin Xiaotian to be like when he was young, to break into the culinary world alone, and the adventure without background is real enough, and he can also experience more tribulations.

In the hearts of the poor and old, the experience of being young is the most precious memory.

......

"Master, Xiaotian, it's here. ”

The silver lightning stopped at the door of Lin Xiaotian's house, and Uncle Qing looked back at the two of them and said softly.

The poor old man glanced at it, nodded, and said, "Aqing, you go down first, I have something to tell Xiaotian." ”

When Uncle Qing heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he vaguely guessed that the poor old man might have to do that important thing.

"I see, Master. ”

looked at Lin Xiaotian with a little meaning, and Uncle Qing got out of the car.

After Uncle Qing got out of the car, he paced across the street, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, his eyes gradually blurred, and muttered softly in his mouth.

"Master, are you going to give Xiao Tian the recipe for the bone crisp cake?"

"This is the best result, and our Holy Hand Stream can be regarded as a successor, and it will not be destroyed in the hands of a fool like me......"

In the confusion, mixed with resentment, Uncle Qing was resentful, he hated that he had no talent for pastry, so he could only send people under the fence and embarrass the Holy Hand.

Smoking is a big taboo for chefs, it will destroy the chef's sense of smell and taste, Uncle Qing also knows, but since he added the clear water stream, he is not allowed to use smoking to relieve his worries.

After smoking a cigarette, Uncle Qing raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"Senior sister, have you seen it, Xiao Tian inherited the Holy Hand Stream, and he didn't embarrass you, he carried the burden for you, and your spirit in the sky can rest in peace in the garden of the gods......"

At this time, the sun was so strong that Uncle Qing's eyes turned white, and in a trance, he seemed to see his junior sister in front of him, and smiled at him gently.

......

"Senior Brother Aqing, come and take a look!"

"What's wrong?"

"You'll find out if you come and see......"

"Wow, sister, why did you make the kitchen like this? Master, his old man will scold you to death!"

"Woo, what then?"

"Hmm...... Leave it to me, the master asked, don't talk!"

Then, the young Uncle Qing was fed a meal of "fried meat on bamboo boards" by the poor elders.

......

"Senior brother, look at my beautiful dress?"

"It's so beautiful! Senior sister, what are you doing wearing such a beautiful outfit?"

Shuyao smiled shyly, "I'm going to see someone." ”

"Who?" said Aqing's eyes with a hint of crisis.

"His name is Lin Zhongxun, he is an adventurer, senior brother, he is so tall, so handsome, and he speaks very well, I heard that their adventure group is ......"

"Oh......"

Ah Qing's eyes gradually dimmed, he seemed to understand something, that day, he drank for the first time, and he was drunk.

......

"Senior brother, I'm getting married, you're coming!"

Shuyao held Lin Zhongxun and smiled happily at Aqing.

"Yes, junior sister, you can rest assured, senior brother will give you the best gift. ”

Ah Qing smiled stiffly, and the eyes in his eyes when he looked at Lin Zhongxun were jealous.

Since then, Ah Qing has disappeared for half a year, leaving the Azure Star, and on the day Shuyao got married, he came back with a rolling pin made of Shenlong wood.

At the wedding, Shuyao turned out to be a dragon wood and smiled happily.

Ah Qing was drunk at the wedding, he laughed unbridledly, drunk like mud, lying on the wine table, laughing, crying, and shouting in his mouth, "Senior sister is married!

......

"Senior sister, are you doing well in that world?"

Uncle Qing's eyes were flickering with tears, crystal clear, and he couldn't help but light another cigarette and inhale it into his lungs fiercely, as if the smoky feeling could alleviate his pain.

The cigarette drifted into wisps and then dissipated, like the thoughts of middle-aged Aqing, drifting to that untouchable world.

Senior sister, do you know that I have been guarding you, no matter where you are......

......

......

Ten minutes later, Lin Xiaotian stepped out of the sports car and Lightning, and Uncle Qing sat back.

"Aqing, are you smoking again?"

"Master, do you smell it?"

"Tell you to smoke! Tell you! Smoke! Smoke!"

In the midst of the poor old man's burst, Uncle Qing smiled awkwardly at Lin Xiaotian and said softly: "Xiaotian, you must make bone crisp cake and carry your dream for your mother......"

"Huh?"

This sentence made Lin Xiaotian a little confused, he scratched his chin, and just wanted to ask what it meant, Uncle Qing had already driven away.

There was still the angry shouts of the poor old man in the distance, Lin Xiaotian pursed his lips, lowered his head, and looked at the small chip in his hand.

In the center of his palm, there was a white chip, which looked a little imaginary like the remnants of the Godhead, except that it was more regular, hexagonal, and not as sharp as the remnants of the Godhead.

"Fragments of the memories of the spirit of food? Interesting!

Lin Xiaotian muttered in a low voice, with irrepressible excitement in his eyes.

Just now, the poor old man gave him this fragment in the car, and as soon as the fragment arrived in his hand, the system prompted Lin Xiaotian that he had obtained the [Memory Fragment of the Spirit of Food-83].

Legend has it that the spirit of gastronomy was the first god who studied gastronomy, and later achieved the supreme culinary avenue, taking it to the extreme—one that is so relevant that it can shine.

It's just that I don't know why, but then the god's garden changed, and the god, in order to ensure that his menu would not be buried, resolutely chose to shatter his godhead, carrying the practice of 380 dishes, and scattered all over the sea of stars.

This piece is No. 83, the recipe for bone crisp cakes.

"It's worthy of the gods' menu, and even the utensils have strict requirements, just the powder pin of Shenlong wood, it's hard to find, right?"

"Shenlongwood...... I think I've heard it somewhere? By the way, doesn't my mother have one?"

After thinking about it, Lin Xiaotian suddenly remembered that his mother had left him some relics, and among those relics, there was a Shenlongwood rolling pin!

Remembering this precious rolling pin, Lin Xiaotian was quite excited, it was a better kitchenware than the [Wipe the Spirit Set Knife]!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin Xiaotian came to the door of the house in two steps and rang the "bell bell" of the doorbell!

But after pressing for a long time, Lin Xiaotian didn't wait for Mengyuan to open the door, he shouted anxiously: "Aliens, what are you doing in the house?"

Another minute passed, and the doorbell echoed in the room, but there was still no answer from Dream Source.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaotian's eyes widened suddenly, and he realized that something might have happened to Mengyuan!