C9 (1/2)
Lin Feng walked out. As expected, the moment he walked out of the tent, he immediately felt the chill, and did not dare to stray too far from the tent. Lin Feng started to walk slowly around the tent. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling him.
Lin Feng turned around and realized that there was no one around.
”Lord Master Chef!”
”Who is it? ”Where are you?”
”I was in your dream, of course, and you know it, don't you?”
Lin Feng was impressed by his own brain, to think that he could come up with such a ridiculous story.
”You're not completely right, because this is a dream that you can't wake up from …”
”Huh?” ”Why?” Lin Feng recalled the matter where he was in the living room and felt a little afraid.
”Am I dead?”
”No, no. You're fine, but you need to finish this dream, and then everything can go back on track. You can even make this dream a reality, and when you wake up, you will realize it.”
Listen to me, you are now half a Master Chef, this is your own dream, here you have a lover, a friend, and points. As long as you continue to activate your points, your cooking skills will become better and better, and very soon, you can make this dream come true.
After Lin Feng heard it, he was still a little moved, thinking about the time when Zhao Liying called him her husband, and the admiration in the eyes of the others when they entered the tent, she accepted it wholeheartedly.
Lin Feng went back to find Zhao Liying, and after a round of joking, he pulled her back to his house. This time, Lin Feng had already decided to fuse with his new role, and was extremely excited just thinking about it. After an afternoon of practice, Lin Feng had already accepted his new identity. Thinking about the public's day and the program team's invitation, he left for three months. Lin Feng planned to make a candlelight dinner tonight.
Lin Feng was shocked when he entered the kitchen, because this place was exactly the same as his original kitchen.
”Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore. What I'm doing now is for the real world to live better. This really is the best of both worlds.”
Picking up the kitchen utensils, Lin Feng realized that many of the methods of cooking that he had thought of were original. However, the one he loved the most was the tear-stained tofu. There were two ways to use this tofu: one as a dessert, and the other as a spicy one. After thinking about it for a while, Lin Feng decided to make it into a dessert. The most important part was the ingredients that he had developed before fainting. Lin Feng relied on his memory and precise hand weight technique to mix the ingredients well, inside there was a small amount of MSG, a little salt, a large amount of rice flour and honey, and also a little black sesame. After bringing it out, it looked like golden cream that still shone under the light. Lin Feng picked it up with his finger and placed it into his mouth.
”This is delicious, I didn't expect myself to be so strong.” Lin Feng was so confident that he quickly finished seven big dishes. He set up the candle and waited for Zhao Liying to come home. Placing it on the table, Lin Feng could not hold it in any longer and hid on the balcony, closing the door tight.
”Wow, it smells so good”. Seeing his lover return, Lin Feng hurriedly came out from the balcony with a smile.
”This is all prepared for you!”
”It's for us!” Zhao Liying's voice was sweet.
”I'm so happy to be with you.”
It was dark. The two of them lit candles, enjoying the delicacies of the world under the candlelight. A sound of satisfaction.
The next morning, the photographic team found Lin Feng.
Lin Feng followed the film crew's carriage and moved about. After a few hours, he arrived at the small village at the foot of the Wu Ling Mountain, which was the new home and Mushroom House that they were about to live in.