Chapter 147 (Waves)
Chapter 147
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A young man named Feng, very kind, everyone he knows calls him Xiaofeng.
At the moment he is helping out in the kitchen.
Cutting the dish into the way the main thing wants, such as carving and slicing, Xiaofeng is very suitable for doing this, the color, aroma, taste, at least the shape of this aspect makes people feel surprised.
Master Hu was guiding on the side, "You are the smartest young man I have ever met, I have not studied the way of cooking seriously, but I think even the disciples of Yusaiju and Baiweilou, who have the most perfect teaching, do not have such spirituality as you." Trust me, as long as you feel your limbs, your pulse and your breath when handling these ingredients, you can also gather your pulse power like me to help you do better. ā
Although Chef Hu doesn't know martial arts, with his level of cooking skills, of course, these three pulses are only used to describe his cooking skills, which can make him very popular wherever he goes.
The actual pulse can also be gathered into a pulse.
Stir-frying, spooning, and stir-frying, all of which he has done smoothly, have a special sense of power.
"I learned the first chapter of the Kitchen Saint, the stuff of the rotten street, but some people can still rely on this to cultivate the pulse power in the kitchen. Maybe it's not good against the enemy, but cooking is enough. ā
Xiao Feng suddenly understood that martial arts are not static, and those peerless martial arts that can be cultivated to the sixth and seventh veins are also step by step from their predecessors. Later generations felt that the exercises were in the gods, but in fact, they were just stepping on what their predecessors did, and they walked more smoothly.
"Want to learn?"
The man named Xiaofeng shook his head.
"If the pulse power is insufficient, what is the use of even the cooking skills of the seven pulses?"
"Young man, you are wrong, believe me, pulse power can only limit the way of cooking, but not the ability to cook. This, even if it is any martial arts, I think it is the same. A pulsed cook is great, but when we cook the same dish, the result may not be better than mine. ā
This is also the difference between martial arts and art, Xiaofeng thought.
"Thanks, I seem to understand. "The face is a more confident smile, and the clean eyes are brighter.
"If you really want to learn the Pulse Convergence Method of Cooking, I can recommend you to Baiwei Building. Trust me, cooking is much more fun than martial arts. ā
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Xiaofeng was carving winter melons seriously, and at some point, a girl suddenly stood next to him.
When he turned around, the girl took a frightened step back.
The goose-yellow lake sound female disciple's clothes and simple combed bun look particularly well-behaved and delicate.
Especially those eyes, which seem to be able to speak.
"Ah Xiao, you're here!" Master Hu greeted with a big belly and a smile, "Xiaofeng, Ah Xiao can't speak, but people are as sensible as you." Ah Xiao, Xiaofeng just came, you can take him around, I have already told him the door rules of Husheng, it will be fine. ā
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The Husheng School is located in Wanghu Mountain, which is said to be a mountain, but it is actually relatively gentle and not high, so it may be more appropriate to call it a hill. The sect building is high and down, and the only special thing is that there is a small building near the water in the back mountain, which is where the disciples and some subordinates live, with a small lake and woods.
The most noteworthy is the lake's exclusive dock and dock.
And from the wharf of the lake to the main hall at the top, there is a long and wide stone staircase.
The martial arts arena, the library pavilion, the sword platform, the sword casting platform, the sound hall, the Husheng Building used to receive guests, and of course, the pharmacy Danfang sentry, and other guest rooms are scattered nearby.
Every year, when the small lake in Houshan freezes for the first time, it is when Husheng recruits disciples. Once in ten years, every time a young man comes, and then passes the sword edge test, he will become a disciple of Husheng.
At this moment, Xiaofeng, or Jinxiu, is officially stepping into the lake under the leadership of the maid Xiaoxiao.
"What's the sound over there?"
Speaking of the sword platform, Xiaoxiao used sign language, but Jinxiu didn't know it, so she had to keep gesturing.
"I'd like to go check it out, can I?"
Xiaoxiao shook her head, holding a small branch in her hand, and continued to gesture there.
"Okay, I know, Master Hu told me that the miscellaneous disciples are not allowed to go and disturb the disciples to practice swords. ā
Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he touched his forehead, remembered that he hadn't decocted his father yet, and immediately dropped the twig and ran back.
Leave splendid alone.
"Xiaofeng?" Jinxiu looked at Wen Shengju on the top, his face expressionless.
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The sound of the lake, the backyard.
Xiaoxiao carefully took the medicine and walked to Shu Tinghuai, who was sitting on the recliner.
Even though she had her own name, she really wanted someone to call her that, and she didn't like her mother's last name very much because she had never seen her before.
If only I could have the surname Shu.
Shu Xiao.
After Shu Tinghuai drank the medicine, he began to watch Xiaoxiao tell about today's events.
"You mean you saw a new young man in the back kitchen today, his eyes are very good, and the carved winter melon is also very good. ā
"I said how the appearance of today's winter melon and pig's trotter soup has changed, it turns out that this is the case. ā
Xiaoxiao continued to use sign language to make gestures, "He is very smart, and Xiaozhu's people like him very much." Ah Qiao and Alan also said that they wanted to marry him. Daddy, what is it to get married?"
Master Shu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that the girl was no longer the age of a child.
After thinking for a while, he replied, "It's that he treats you as a close person, and you treat him as a close person." ā
"Like me and my dad?"
"It's not the same. ā
"Like dad and mom. ā
"Not really. ā
When he said the last sentence, Shu Tinghuai covered his chest, and seemed to be a little uncomfortable. But he still smiled and watched Xiaoxiao gesturing there.
"Xiaoxiao, you should communicate more with others. ā
"But they couldn't read my sign language. ā
"It's just that they don't want to care for you, you see that those maids have been with you for so long, and they can only understand simple words. It means that they don't care about you, and if I tell them that you are my daughter, the whole lake can understand it. Do you understand?"
The girl nodded.
I never cared, I didn't care, I just wanted my dad to be with me all the time like he is now.
My surname is Shu, and this is the secret of the two of us, the secret in the sound of the lake.