Chapter 1087 (1/2)

Water is the opposite of water and fire, so fire can find the origin of all things.

A good cook must be a master of fire control, so all the great chefs have a terrible understanding of the flame.

Jiang Hao is the real king of fire if compared with those ordinary cooks.

So there is no doubt that even if Jiang Hao didn't know what kind of seasoning to put in, he just sprinkled some salt casually, and the dish was successful.

The shopkeeper jumped over in three steps, grabbed Jiang Hao's sleeve, and said, ”boy, you and I are going to fix it. You can open the salary ring!”

Jiang Hao gave him a cold look, and then said, ”Jiang just likes cooking. I never care about money.”

”Five Liang silver a month! And you are the chief chef of the guest building

Jiang haolue nodded and agreed.

Jiang Hao stayed in the guest building and cooked a meal once or twice a day, that is to say, he cooked a few dishes casually, but the more so, the more famous he became.

Three days later, Jiang Hao walked around the kitchen and was ready to go back to practice. The degree of injury to the spirit was much more serious than he thought. Now he has practiced for several days, but his cultivation has fallen out of his mind, and his true Qi in his body is very shallow.

What's more, the storage ring can't be opened, and the pills in it can't be taken out at all.

”Chef Jiang, are you free today?”

Seeing Jiang Hao in the kitchen, the shopkeeper asked in a low voice. Now Jiang Hao is the fortune tree here.

Now Jiang Hao has understood that the fat shopkeeper is just a wage earner. Their real boss is a poor family, and he is also a well-known one in Qingzhou City.

”Look back.” Then he was ready to leave, and then suddenly found something, and other vegetables and other things piled up together.

Qinglingcao is a kind of low-level elixir. Jiang Hao usually doesn't take a look at it, but he is very excited because qinglingcao can repair divine consciousness.

Of course, the speed is very slow, especially slow, but for Jiang Hao now, it is undoubtedly a life-saving herb.

”What is this?” Jiang Hao pointed to qinglingcao and asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and replied, ”qinglingcao, when making soup, put some to help sleep, but few people like to drink it, because the taste is a little bitter.”

The chef in the world has no ability to extract the bitterness of qinglingcao.

”I remember you said I had purchasing rights, right?”

”Of course. You are the chief chef of our guest building. You can buy whatever you say you want. The daily dishes are set by you.