Bright as the full moon in the dark night, bright as the blank space in the black ink.
The big black dog didn't turn its gaze at all, and stared straight at the steaming hot drunk ribs on Bu Fang's chopsticks that was stained with orange-red drunk juice and exuded a charming aroma.
The longing in the dog's eyes shocked Bu Fang.
"Hey! Xiao Hei, is it scary to appear like this?" Bu Fang shook his hand, almost unable to hold the drunk rib.
Xiao Hei stretched out his tongue, and stared at Bu Fang with dog eyes.
"You want to eat it?" Bu Fang shook the drunken ribs in his hand expressionlessly, Xiao Hei stuck out his tongue, and nodded his head cooperatively.
The expression on Bu Fang's stiff face was unmoved, the corners of his mouth slightly tugged, then he opened his mouth wide, and stuffed the plump, tender, sweet and sour drunk pork ribs into his mouth in one gulp.
The whole mouth was swelled up by the ribs, and the teeth were clenched together, chewing vigorously, and the orange-red drunk juice was still stained on the lips.
Xiao Hei's eyes have been staring at the drunk ribs all the time. When he found that the drunk ribs were swallowed by Bu Fang, the look in his eyes immediately turned gray. It felt like the whole sky was about to collapse. There was nothing to love .
So angry! This human being is definitely deliberate and deliberate!
For that piece of drunk pork ribs, Xiao Hei was furious, his soft hair seemed to burst, and he stared at Bu Fang with bared teeth.
Bu Fang had no time to take care of Xiao Hei at this moment, the extremely good taste of the Benyun Pork burst out in his mouth instantly, the rich meaty aroma exploded like a bomb instantly, completely smashing his taste buds.
Sweet and sour, the right amount of drunk juice is perfectly mixed with the top pork, not too sour, not too sweet.
The meat is not hard, and it becomes crispy after perfectly controlled frying. The starchy skin and pork are mixed together, and the taste is very fragrant.
The pork is selected from tenderloin meat. After being fully slapped by Bu Fang, the pork is even softer and tender. Occasionally, there are some crispy cartilages attached to it, which makes a "creaking" sound when bitten, adding a bit of deliciousness.
Bu Fang's eyes lit up completely, and he picked up a piece of drunk pork ribs with his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth with lightning speed. He squinted his eyes and chewed with great enjoyment.
The big black dog is so angry! Wagging its tail and spinning around in place, the dog's eyes were full of struggle: Do you want to grab this stupid human's ribs directly
No, what if this human being doesn't feed this handsome dog after the robbery? The taste of this handsome dog has been raised!
Rob? Or not to grab? Seeing the rapid reduction of the drunk ribs on the celadon plate, Xiao Hei felt that his heart was constantly being hollowed out...
Finally, there was only the last piece left on the plate.
Bu Fang's chopsticks had also slowly landed on the ribs, and the chopsticks clamped the meat, causing the drunk juice on the meat to be squeezed out, and the aroma was thin.
Xiao Hei's eyes are full of tears, its drunk ribs!
Bu Fang kept chewing in his mouth, chewing made his expression funny and funny, this is probably his most colorful expression.
"Here, go ahead, boss, I'm still too soft-hearted." Bu Fang said lightly, and handed the drunk pork ribs to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei was overjoyed immediately, the dog's eyes burst into indescribable brilliance, and he bit down the drunk ribs.
"Aww!"
The rich smell of meat burst out from the big black dog's mouth, and the big black dog trembled all over, his face full of intoxication, and he let out a soft breath.
Bu Fang was speechless... a piece of meat turned you from a dog to a wolf
Although Xiao Hei who finished eating the meat was still a bit unsatisfied, the vicious Bu Fang had already eaten all the meat, so he had no choice but to go back to the door and continue lying on his stomach.
Bu Fang tidied up the dishes unhurriedly, ignored Xiao Hei, and went straight to bed.
The next day, at dawn, Bu Fang woke up.
After washing up, he came to the kitchen. Today he got up early on purpose, in order to prepare to practice the meteor knife skill that the system said, which sounds very powerful.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Bu Fang's sight was attracted by a thick and large kitchen knife placed in the kitchen.
"Please use a special kitchen knife to cut these thousand white radishes within one hour. It is required that each piece of radish has the same shape and size. After finishing, you will be rewarded with ten proficiency points in Meteor Knife Skill." The system said seriously and seriously.
One hour, a thousand radishes, and each piece has the same shape and size... For ordinary chefs, this is almost an impossible task, but for Bu Fang, it is actually not that difficult.
But when he got the thick and big special kitchen knife, his whole face turned black.
I don't know what material this kitchen knife is made of, it's very heavy, and Bu Fang can only lift it with one hand. It's too difficult to use this kitchen knife to complete the flexible task of cutting radishes.
"System, you are making things difficult on purpose." Bu Fang asked the system with a cold face.
"As a young man who wants to become a chef god standing at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, you can't bear this bit of hardship? The road to a chef god is not smooth. Boy, you have to learn to endure hardship. The system is optimistic about you, come on." System Seriously gave a bowl of chicken soup, Bu Fang was speechless.
He knew that he couldn't explain clearly to the system, so he had to train according to the requirements.
After taking a white and plump white radish, Bu Fang raised the kitchen knife and skillfully began to cut it into pieces. This radish is just an ordinary white radish, but it is of excellent quality, juicy and plump.
After cutting one radish, Bu Fang took the second one expressionlessly, and cut it directly. Now that he has started practicing, he will devote himself to it. Knife skills are actually a skill that pays attention to carefulness. Perfect knife work.
Just like that, the sound of kitchen knives colliding with chopping boards could be heard constantly in Fangfang's small shop early in the morning.
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"Huh? The smelly boss didn't open the door today?"
When Ouyang Xiaoyi and his group came to Fangfang's small shop, they found that there were already many people queuing up at the entrance of the small shop, and many of them stretched their necks to look into the small shop of Bufang with puzzled faces.
"Hmph! He doesn't dare to open the door because he knows about our bet, right?" Zhao Ruge sneered elegantly, dressed in white.
"Will the stinky boss be afraid? Are you here to be funny? You just wait obediently to hand over the fifth-grade Qi Gathering Pill to Sister Yanyu!" Little Loli snorted.
Ouyang Sanman and Xiao's brothers and sisters were also nearby, wondering why Bu Fang didn't open a shop.
"Perhaps Boss Bu has something to delay today." Xiao Yanyu said softly, with a very pleasant voice: "We are waiting."
As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the shop was lifted, and Bu Fang appeared in front of everyone expressionlessly.
"The shop is now open for business." Bu Fang said indifferently, and turned his head back after speaking.
There weren't many people in line, and there were only about seven or eight people in total, plus Zhao Ruge and others, there were about a dozen of them.
Ouyang Xiaoyi hurried in to help, and by the way asked the smelly boss if the wine was ready.
"Huh? Boss, why are your hands shaking all the time?" Ouyang Xiaoyi stared curiously at Bu Fang's twitching hands with wide eyes.
Bu Fang glanced at it and said calmly, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."
This hand tremor was caused by holding the heavy kitchen knife for an hour to chop the radish... Even with an ordinary kitchen knife, the hand would shake, let alone the special heavy kitchen knife.
The system quickly mobilized a gentle air flow into Bu Fang's arm, making the numbness and twitching in his arm disappear.
Fatty Jin and the others ordered food excitedly, and Xiaoyi didn't tell Bu Fang about the bet right away. After satisfying Fatty Jin and the others, it was finally Zhao Ruge's turn to step into the shop.
Zhao Ruge stepped into the restaurant, feeling an inexplicable urge to cry... I can finally eat the food here today!
"Smelly boss, this guy bet us that the wine you make is not as good as the fine wine in the palace!" As soon as Zhao Ruge and others came in, Ouyang Xiaoyi said loudly to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was taken aback for a moment, and then said expressionlessly, "Qingjiang Yuye wine... it's a ball."