fictionpage Chapter 269, God Forging Chef!
Chapter 269, God Forging Chef!
In the early morning of the second day of the Blood Servant Incident, in the Chengnan District of Linhu City, next to a cold old street, a tavern called Casual Restaurant was located in a quiet corner.
This is a treasure tavern in the hearts of old gluttons. In the past, the business was good, but later the young proprietress was often away from home. Every time it closed for ten days and a half, the business was also deserted.
In addition, it is only early in the morning, so naturally no guests will come to the door. After all, this tavern does not serve breakfast.
As always, Feng Qinghui got up early, cleaned up the tavern, then took out a row of kitchen knives and wiped them carefully.
It is not appropriate to say that it is a kitchen knife. The shape of those knives is more like a weapon used in combat, with different lengths, widths and thicknesses. Not only are they extremely sharp, they also contain some kind of strange power, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary knives.
She wiped the kitchen knife very seriously, even with a strange charm, as if the human and the knife were fused together, regardless of each other.
This is the homework she must do every day, but I'm afraid she won't be able to do it today.
The half-open door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a young swordsman walked in casually, shouting carelessly: "Boss, eat!
Feng Qinghui continued wiping the treasured knife in his hand without looking back, and replied casually, "Sorry, I didn't sell it sooner."
The teenager continued to walk into the store, and took advantage of the situation to find a seat near the kitchen and sat down: "Who said I'm going to have breakfast, I'll have lunch."
"Have lunch in the morning, are you looking for...is it you?"
The young proprietress frowned, turned her head and was about to scold, but was stunned when she saw Fang Ran's face.
Then she shook her head helplessly, got up and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Fang Ran smiled slightly: "I will eat whatever you are good at. I still trust your craftsmanship, Madam Boss."
Fang Ran said this, she didn't ask any more questions, she took out a short knife and turned around to cook, without rushing or slowing down.
Fang Ran looked at her back and asked casually, "Madam, what happened last night was so big, was your side affected? 99
"No. 39
"That's good, after all, you are the hero who rescued the city, it would be bad if it hurts you.
"Not at all.
"That's right, the strength of the four-level warriors, those guys can't hurt you, and no one knows that you broke them, so they won't be looking for trouble for you."
Fang Ran's words did not affect her movements at all, she just replied in a hurry: "I'm not a hero, I just happened to be at the right time! 35
"I am most afraid of trouble in my life, and it is very troublesome to hear about supernatural emperors. Since you already know about it, please keep it a secret for me. Today's meal is mine. 99
Seeing that she didn't deny it, Fang Ran was a little surprised, and then smiled:
"Don't worry, I'm not going to threaten a hero with this kind of thing, but I'm just curious, how did you know, and how did you do it?"
"That guy is very arrogant, relying on his knowledge of the combination of extraordinary ingredients and cooking, I have known for a long time that there is such a person, I naturally have to pay attention to him at the food conference, but he really dared to do such a big thing, to be honest I quite admire him for being so ignorant yet so confident.39
The proprietress said lightly as if she was talking at home: "Since you know his trick, it's not difficult to crack it, and the special effects produced by the combination of extraordinary ingredients are very delicate, as long as you find the correct pharmacology, it is not difficult to resolve.
Although she said it very simply, as if she had done a trivial thing, Fang Ran would not really think so.
Just think about it and know that this is not a simple matter, but her tone proves her confidence and authority.
Fang Ran is now more and more fond of her. From ability to knowledge, from strength to cooking skills, he far exceeds the upper limit of his requirements for chefs. He is simply the most perfect candidate.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but explain his purpose: "The lady boss is too modest, this is not something ordinary people can do!
"Your culinary skills are so good, it's really unprofessional to stay in such a small place, do you want to be my exclusive chef? I promise to train you well, so that you can improve your skills and show your skills at the same time! The treatment is favorable!
"Sorry, cooking is just my personal hobby, my dream is not to be a cook.
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The proprietress refused flatly without thinking about it, and then said: "Your strength is comparable to the Venerable, even the three blood concubines can be killed at will, the future must be a big man who shakes the world, are you afraid that you can't find a chef?"
Does she know that she killed the blood concubine? That's right, the movement at that time was indeed not small, and he didn't want to hide it.
The matter of slaying the Venerable with a sword is not enough to become his secret now.
Fang Ran is not so easy to be rejected, he continued: "If you are strong, you may not be able to find an eye-catching partner. Madam Boss, you are a good match for me. To be honest, it was the first time I saw you at a food conference. , I think we can become accomplices."
"Then I really can't retaliate when you say that. You might as well just grab someone."
The proprietress made a speechless rant, and then held a bowl of noodles with a very appealing taste and put it in front of him.
"In the morning, let's eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles first.
Fang Ran saw this bowl of simple noodles with clear noodles and soup, but he couldn't help but move his index finger and said bluntly: "Then I'll start!"
One mouthful of noodles, the simple but ultimate refreshing and delicious food burst into the mouth, making people feel satisfied.
"This taste is amazing!"
Fang Ran sighed, and then asked: "If you don't want to be here, I'm not just hiring chefs, and I take the liberty to ask, what is your dream? Maybe I can help.
Feng Qinghui shook her head and said, "You can't help me, my dream is to find the most perfect knife in the world that suits my heart!"
After speaking, she reminded again: "By the way, I am not a power user specializing in cooking, but a magic knife forging power. These knives are all forged by me, which can not only cook, but also Killing people, but I'm not very satisfied."5
Fang Ran looked at the row of knives with various shapes on her table, and was also shocked: he is not a chef who specializes in cooking, so he can be so good?
Isn't that a top three?
Very good, I want more!
Fang Ran rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled meaningfully: "This is really a coincidence, I can really help with this!" Jin.