Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Boy Becomes a Chef

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"Maybe the Frost Peak is a treasure of feng shui, and it will strengthen the effect," Fan Baimi thought to himself, without thinking much about it.

However, the truth is not only that, when he observed the snake beads, the bloodshot in his eyes that had been dormant for many days was faintly red, as if he had been awakened.

Then the snake bead seemed to be sensed by it, releasing more flavors and declaring its existence.

With such a lively scene, the pendant is also unwilling to be lonely, and it is slightly lit up and extinguished a few times, indicating that this has been an inherent territory since ancient times.

Three things, silently, carried out a wave of dark warfare.

Start gently and end slightly.

Their master, confused, did not notice anything.

No, now he is still weaker, and his perception ability is too poor. It will take time to improve.

At dinner time, Fan Baimi was shocked, is this also what people eat?

The moment Xu Zihui brought him to, he was dumbfounded, could it be that if he is a successful monk, he can just just enter something?

The porridge made of ballast is separated from each other, and the ballast and the water seem to be feuding, and they don't want to communicate with each other when they die, and they are clearly distinguished!

This black and hard-looking thing is a steamed bun, will it lose two teeth if you bite it?

This pile of green and purple vegetable leaves is stirred together, rolling and curling one by one, is it really not used to feed the livestock?

That plate is heavily burnt and smells mushy, and I can't tell if it's meat or what, didn't I really forget to stir-fry?

Oh, my God!

O God!

O gods!

At this moment, Fan Baimi finally understood why the Frost Peak was overpopulated, and the remote and cold was only one aspect, and it was even insignificant in comparison, the fundamental reason was the dark cuisine on the table!

With this kind of food in front of them, any disciple who came from the entrance area would retreat! The huge number of people there, although it was not delicious, at least they could eat it, but in front of them, there was no motivation at all.

Except for a very few people, most of the beginner disciples who have crossed the third order will have a choice of which peak to enter, just imagine, when they inquired about the situation of each family, what was the situation when they arrived at the Frost Summit.

"How is the Frost Pavilion, have you inquired?"

"I've heard of two or three things, located in the northwest, the most suffering, but the victory is quiet, and it is suitable for people with strong character. ”

"That seemed like a perfect fit for me. ”

"Wait, I haven't finished yet, I heard about the food there, it's..."

"How?"

"Have you ever heard of the word swill? ”

Vomit...

End of conversation...

When Fan Baimi was in a daze, such pictures had flashed in his mind.

Xu Zihui seemed to know his thoughts, and it was rare to scratch his head, as if he was embarrassed, "Senior Brother Fan, it's good to get used to it in the future, this frost peak is counted up and down, only the master's cooking skills are good, and the master and the lady below are all a little unlucky, even me, none of them can get these pots and pans well, and now the sixteen junior brothers are still passable compared to some senior brothers." ”

He really couldn't imagine how bad the food used to be in the past!

"That, senior brother, I'll cook later, what do you think?"

"Ah, naturally, the rules have been passed down like this, except for the junior sister who has never experienced it, they are all in charge of food later, are you good at this?"

"Yes, at least it's better than Senior Brother Sixteen, and you can eat it. ”

"Can you eat it? What does that mean, I think you can eat what your sixteenth senior brother makes. ”

"In my opinion, it's inedible. ”

"Really, it's better to try it now, while Master and Master haven't arrived yet. Xu Zihui's eyes lit up.

Picked up the knife and cut out a handful of green onions and garlic, just this posture of cutting shredded green onions made Xu Zihui very satisfied, because they were all chopped, and now looking at his knife skills, it can be called cooking.

Seeing that he was on fire, he heated the pot, sprinkled a circle of oil along the wall of the pot, grabbed the pepper pepper in his hand, and waited until the oil smoke was slightly visible, sprinkled on it, and a trace of green smoke drifted by, and the pepper became burnt.

Splash a lot of oil flowers, the fragrance wafts out, pour in the cut vegetables, pour on the sauce and vinegar cooking wine, stir-fry at a time, sprinkle with salt, can't help but the aroma wafts out far away.

Whoa!

Double-flipped the spoon, stunned the people who came to eat, you need to know that they are either from a family, or after a famous family, a few have seen kitchen things, all of them have been passed down from generation to generation from the hands of senior brothers, this is the first time I have seen this serious routine.

After the frying was finished, the plate was put on the table, and it happened that the master and the mother came together.

Guanglingzi saw that there were many dishes, and they looked good, so he took a bite first, tasted it, and his eyes quickly widened.

Seeing that he smashed it a few times before swallowing it, he looked very satisfied.

"Hmm!Sixteen, you suddenly got the hang of it? This taste is quite the style of a teacher, no, it seems to be a step higher than that of a teacher!"

"That, Master, disciple... Disciple..."

"What kind of system is it, said. ”

"Master Qiqi, this is not the disciple's doing, it is the handiwork of Senior Brother Fan, even if the disciple can cultivate to the Taixuan Realm, he can't do this kind of craft. ”

"Oh, Eighteen has such means, well, you deserve to have a mouthful, our Frost Peak finally has a signature dish that can be handled. Guanglingzi's eyes became proud, "Come, be a big white!"

"I look at you," Ling Fei glanced at him and raised his wine glass, "It's worth celebrating, your senior brothers have finally been able to see the moon open." ”

"Respect Master, Master Niang, and you, Senior Brother Fan. Xu Zihui took the lead in raising the cup, and everyone agreed loudly, making Fan Baimi blush.

I didn't expect that because of the good cooking, it was valued for the first time, which was very amazing.

It seems that it is of great benefit for men to master a good cook, and it is not clear when it will come in handy.

An embarrassing situation arose, except for Fan Baimi's dish, the other food was not touched.

This is understandable, just imagine, a group of people who are accustomed to eating bran throat vegetables, suddenly eat good dishes in one day, but will also look at those pig-like bran vegetables?

"Eighteen, this kitchen will be handed over to you today, and there is no need to do it tomorrow, quickly make two more out, and celebrate the joy of today's apprenticeship, I originally thought that the food would be unpalatable, but I never thought that God would give this opportunity, what should be yours is yours, go quickly, and assist you after sixteen. ”

The old man of Guanglingzi was greatly relieved, and he ordered the catering plan of Frost Peak. Sixteen disciple Zhou Wenting heard that it was like an amnesty, and this three meals a day would not be a bad punishment for him, and immediately expressed his willingness to be loyal to Fan Baimi's dogs and horses.

In a jubilant ocean, the eighteenth son of Frost Peak returned to his place!

Unbeknownst to Van Baimi, however, this was only the beginning of the suffering.