Chapter 8: Do Not Offend the Future God of Cooking (1/2)
Chapter 8: Do Not Offend the Future God of Cooking
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Xiao Yanyu's pupils sloidened and they were filled with incredulity When Xiao Xiaolong told her about it, she did not believe him Now that she had seen it, it still felt unreal
Rich fragrance continuously rushed into Xiao Yanyu's nasal cavity, that s her entire body to relax Her mind was co in her mind: Eat it!
Xiao Yanyu was still a Goddess of Light Wind Ee even if she was in front of gourently lifted up her veil and exposed her rosy and a the blue and white porcelain spoon to scoop up a spoonful of Egg-Fried Rice; the egg fluid, which was not fully cooked, stretched as the spoon was lifted up It was like a shi+ning golden thread Warm air rose frorance accompanied it
Xiao Yanyu's skin, that was as fair as beancurd, turned red from the warm air
”Elder sister, how is the taste of this i breathed in the s-Fried Rice, he could not help but ask as he watched the spoon enter his sister's htly brushed against Xiao Yanyu's teeth and every single rice grain fell into her mouth Xiao Yanyu narrowed her eyes as a burst of flavour rushed straight into her brain, as if a flavour bomb had exploded in her mouth
Her taste buds were co-Fried Rice
”Oh It's delicious!”
Xiao Yanyu gave an euphoric expression and she nored the others and started to stuff spoon after spoon of Egg-Fried Rice into her e was completely destroyed within seconds
She had never eaten an Egg-Fried Rice that tasted so good As a fourth-grade Battle-Spirit, she almost did not need to consume food For someone like her to have their appetite sti-Fried Rice, it was al had said, it was a -Fried Rice!
Gururu!
When Xiao Xiaolong saw Xiao Yanyu devouring her food without caring about her i at her enviously instead, there was even a ru was speechless as he watched his drea her food, he could not understand her actions at all
”It's just a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice Is there a need to be so desperate?!
Even though this bowl of Egg-Fried Rice sood, you're still a Goddess There's no need for you to throay your i-Fried Rice!”
”Shop owner! Where is -Fried Rice! Hurry up and serve it! Hurry!”
Even though Sun Qixiang was thinking that, he was even -Fried Rice He closed the paper fan in his hand and glanced sideways He shouted at Bu Fang who see Xiao Yanyu eat
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows and indifferently glanced at Sun Qixiang He did not say anything, but instead turned around and entered the kitchen
”Hurry up! If I a-Fried Rice by the time three minutes have passed, I will santly said
Bu Fang expressionlessly entered the kitchen and took out a bag of flour fro-Fried Rice? Wrong Sun Qixiang actually dared to threaten hio on an eh, the fate of someone who offends a chef, especially a petty minded one
Dry-Mixed Noodles was actually a si
However, the Dry-Mixed Noodles that Bu Fang used was hand technique used to create the noodles, the taste was definitely extraordinary
As Bu Fang had already practiced this countless tih would only need around tento the eyes, it was like his hands had disappeared and afteri was done, he had to pull the noodles apart using th Then he sprinkled some flour on the thin noodles and soaked them in hot water once
The water used to cook the noodles was not ordinary either It was clear and translucent and did not contain any i from it even had a little sweet s soaked, Bu Fang was preparing the seasoning He placed a strict proportion of salt, soy sauce and lutamate into a blue and white porcelain bowl and poured a little hot water in it Then he removed the noodles fro bamboo chopsticks, he stirred the bohich caused the color of the soy sauce to completely seep into the crystal clear noodles
A bowl of stea Dry-Mixed Noodles was coetables It was purely a bowl of Dry-Mixed Noodles