Sure enough, if the assessment failed, Bu Fang knew that it was not that easy to pass the system's review.
"The review and evaluation test is the aura content of a dish and the enlightenment factor content..." Bu Fang murmured while rubbing his chin. He cut the enlightenment fruit with a dragon bone kitchen knife. The aura should be well preserved. As for the remaining three The loss of a layer of spiritual energy should be because his true energy did not control the flow of spiritual energy during the cooking process.
"Then wouldn't this dish be a waste..." Bu Fang suddenly felt a little pain in his flesh as he watched the cloud-patterned Dao Enlightenment flower bloom.
"The master will become the God of Cooking at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world. Dishes that fail the evaluation cannot be sold." The serious and serious words of the system came out.
If the failed dishes are sold, it is a disrespect to the diners, and it is also a disrespect to one's own craftsmanship. The dishes presented by the chef must be successful dishes, which can conquer the chef's own dishes.
Bu Fang sighed softly, Xiaobai had come to him at some point, and patted that plump belly, Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flashed, and then the round belly opened, revealing a huge The dark hole.
This is the hole where Xiaobai recycles garbage... Bu Fang picked up the dish, frowned, held back his distress, and poured it into Xiaobai's stomach.
This means that the first Enlightenment Fruit was wasted.
After dealing with the first failed dish, Bu Fang did not rest, but meditated for a while, and continued to think about how to make the dish in his mind, so as to ensure the integrity of the spiritual energy and enlightenment factors.
The system doesn't provide recipes, and Bu Fang has long been used to this situation. Many of his dishes are self-developed, which is very important for a chef. This is the so-called sense of innovation.
With a thought, Bu Fang took out several ingredients from the system space bag.
Youlong beef, fat fish from the illusory Lingze, some spiritual fruit and elixir.
These are the ingredients he owns, and the ingredients provided by the system are not too many.
There are only two Dao Enlightenment Fruits left, if Bu Fang wants to complete the temporary task, he can't make any mistakes.
Bu Fang stared at the only ingredients, and finally his eyes drifted to Youlong beef and fatty fish. Should he choose beef or fatty fish
Pa, snapped his fingers, and Bu Fang had an idea in his mind. He didn't choose the seventh-order Youlong beef that is often used, but chose the first-order Illusory Lingze Fat Fish.
This fatty fish was obtained by Bu Fang from the Snakeman Tribe. The meat is plump and tastes great when grilled.
But Bu Fang didn't plan to make grilled fish this time, because he knew very well that grilled fish was not suitable to be served with Wuwen Dao Enlightenment Fruit.
He cleaned up the fat fish first, sliced open the fish belly, held the keel kitchen knife, and began to beat the flesh of the fat fish with the back of the knife, and his true energy continuously penetrated into the fish flesh along the keel kitchen knife, making the fish flesh smooth It became colorful, and then slashed a few knives on the fish.
Then the next step is to start dealing with the fruit of enlightenment of the five lines.
He cut the Enlightenment Fruit in half, kept the juice in a porcelain bowl, and sliced it.
The rich spiritual energy dissipated again, floating in the entire kitchen, making people's minds very clear.
After taking the juice, Bu Fang carefully and meticulously smeared the juice on the fish. Every part of the whole fish was smeared with the Enlightenment juice, and the juice soon penetrated into the fish.
Taking a blue and white porcelain plate, Bu Fang took two cut pieces of Enlightenment fruit and stuffed them into the fish's mouth, blocking the ventilation of the fish's mouth.
Then stick the remaining pulp on the fish body and surround the fish.
Open the pot, turn on the fire, take a steamer and put it in the pot.
Bu Fang put the processed fatty fish into the steamer. That's right, the dish he chose to make this time is steamed fish.
But this method of steaming is not as easy as cooking. He must maintain the flow of true energy at all times, and control the changes in the fish meat in the steamer and the changes in the spiritual energy in the fish meat.
The more advanced the ingredients, the higher the requirement for the chef's true qi to handle. The five-pattern enlightenment fruit is of a high level, which contains rich aura and enlightenment factors. In order not to destroy the aura and enlightenment factors, Bu Fang should It must be controlled with true energy at all times.
This can also be regarded as a kind of zhenqi cooking, and zhenqi cooking is a test of the chef's cultivation level.
Bu Fang concentrated, the real energy in his dantian mobilized, continuously escaped from his palm, covered the steamer, and flowed into it like threads.
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With an evil smile on the corner of the ghost chef's mouth, he stepped into the small shop. In his mind, everyone in the small shop must be sharing the fruit of enlightenment, and he must get one at this time.
After taking the secret broth, Ghost Chef's cultivation reached the eighth-rank level in one fell swoop, and he even rejuvenated and became young and strong, which is where his confidence lies.
But after stepping into the small shop, his expression changed.
Everyone in the small shop looked at him with puzzled eyes, not knowing what this guy who stepped into the small shop aggressively wanted to do.
Ghost Chef frowned, looked at the Enlightenment Tree in the corner, and shrank suddenly.
The enlightenment tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, lush and green, full of brilliance, scattered aura, and grows very healthy.
But... the Enlightenment Fruit on it has disappeared, obviously... it has been divided up.
"Damn it... it's really late!" The ghost chef cursed secretly, and then his eyes fell on everyone.
"You divided up the fruit of enlightenment? Who gets the fruit of enlightenment... Hand it over, I will spare him!" The ghost chef was a little annoyed, he really needed the fruit of enlightenment, and he even took the fruit of enlightenment for it. secret broth.
In order to realize Daoguo, he can't care about anything.
A group of people sitting in the small shop were waiting for Boss Bu's Wudao fruit dishes. Who knew that at this time, a guy ran in and yelled for them to hand over the Wudao fruit...
Come on, sister, we should also have the fruit of enlightenment!
Zhan Kong and Bian Changkong looked at the ghost chef with unfriendly eyes. They planned to spend a lot of money but failed to buy the Enlightenment Fruit in the hands of Boss Bu. This thing that jumped out of nowhere in front of them actually threatened them to hand over the Spirit Fruit , who the hell are you
So Zhan Kong stood up, his face extremely gloomy, and the sulking he suffered because of Boss Bu seemed to have someone to vent to at this moment.
Bian Changkong also stood up. After taking the elixir in time, his injuries have recovered a lot at this moment.
With sullen faces, the two walked towards the screaming ghost chef standing at the door.
The old drunk laughed loudly, took a sip of wine, and happily prepared to watch a good show.
"You two... are you looking for death?!" The ghost chef shrank his eyes and threatened sinisterly.
He is now an eighth-rank god of war, which is an invincible realm in his impression, are these two ants in front of him looking for death
His heart is swollen at the moment.
"Who are you threatening?!"
Bian Changkong opened his mouth coldly, and slapped the ghost chef with a slap, whizzing down.
The Ghost Chef's expression froze for a moment, and he shouted angrily, "You're courting death!"
Snapped!
The ghost chef was stunned, he blocked Bian Changkong's slap, but he didn't block Zhan Kong's slap, his face suddenly became red and swollen.
Nima, what's the matter? His eighth-rank cultivation was actually swollen in the face
The ghost chef was angry, the aura on his body was suppressed, and surging true energy rolled out.
Snapped! !
Another slap, Zhan Kong was merciless, his face was gloomy, and the eyes under the silver mask were full of banter.
"What kind of thing are you, dare to threaten this commander?" Zhan Kong said coldly, he can't beat that dog, what the hell can't beat you, who jumped out of nowhere
"Damn it! Fuck me!"
Boundless black air gushed out from Ghost Chef's body, and there was a roar in his exasperated voice.
Boom! !
However, before he could use this move, he was kicked away by Bian Changkong, and he flew upside down out of the shop and crashed into the ruins of the alley.
"An idiot."
Bian Changkong and Zhankong looked at each other, smiled faintly, and rushed out of the shop one after another.
There was a sense of aggrieved in their hearts at the moment, and they urgently needed to vent. This idiot who came out of nowhere... was just enough for them to vent.
Xiao Hei lay lazily in front of the small shop, watching the almost one-sided slaughter scene in the alley, the lazy dog opened his mouth and yawned.
The howling of the ghost chef resounded endlessly.
The ghost chef thought that he was going to show off his skills, but he never thought that half of this pretending was to be beaten up by two scary guys.
With no power to fight back, he suddenly knew in his heart that these frankly are two real eighth-rank gods of war!
Leaning against the door panel of the small shop, Xiao Meng looked at the ghost chef who kept howling and looking extremely miserable, and a flash of joy flashed in his heart.
I told you to spread the news, and the whole imperial capital was filled with smoke and smog. You should be beaten now, people like you will definitely be beaten up.
Xiao Meng gloated.
Suddenly, a strong fragrance wafted out from the kitchen, carrying a strange connotation. Everyone was startled and froze for a moment, and then they looked towards the kitchen with full expectation. It seemed that it was Boss Bu's dish... to be completed up.