Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 61 The Prisoner of Food!
"Ha! Ha! Ha! I passed the test!"

Ye Xiuwen put on a good show, not only gained more than 4000 points, but also completely conquered the 'Eighteen Bronze Men'.

Those four martial arts never left the Eighteen Bronze Man's eyes, but Ye Xiuwen knew them all.

The Eighteen Bronze Men were dumbfounded and could only announce that Ye Xiuwen passed the test.

And he finally understood one thing, why Ye Xiuwen was able to break through the barrier again and again.Because of that level, it is useless.People have already mastered your martial arts, so what are you still guarding?
"Okay! The benefactor of Hang Zha Tian really didn't lie to us. In less than an hour, people cleared the level,"

"Yes! Yes! Hang Zha Tian benefactor, you are really smart?"

"It's not just that he's smart, he's like no one else before or since,"

"Yes! Yes! Hang Zhatian benefactor, that's awesome!"

"Applause, applaud, everyone applauds, follow the fried heavenly benefactor, there is meat to eat,"

"Wow! Wow!."

With the applause of the little monk and the great monk, Ye Xiuwen's compulsion was like a beating electric meter, turning up and down. In the blink of an eye, there were more than 6000 compulsions.

And the total number of Ye Xiuwen's forced figures also broke through [-] all of a sudden.

But in fact, when Ye Xiuwen reached the No. 18th floor, there was no more qualms, and there were only [-] qualifiers left, and now it went up all of a sudden, and Ye Xiuwen was almost missed!

"Hahaha! If there is meat to eat, there must be meat to eat. I will go to the kitchen and cook it for you! Hahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen was really happy, and shouted: There is meat to eat.

But those old monks, you look at me, I look at you, and ask: "Is there any meat to eat? What kind of meat is there?"

"Amitabha, good! Good! Master, you heard it wrong. The benefactor said: there is tofu to eat."

"Did I hear it wrong?" The old monk frowned, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Amitabha, monks do not lie!"

A group of disciples, thousands of people, bowed together to salute, the old monk could only believe, put his hands together and said: "There is tofu to eat, don't forget the master, Amitabha!"

The old monk saluted and left, and at this moment, Ye Xiuwen came out of the Tongtian Pagoda since the eighteenth day.

"The benefactor? The benefactor?"

A group of monks surrounded him, and Ye Xiuwen understood what was going on at a glance.

"Come, come! Where is the kitchen? I'll cook you a big meal,"

"Benefactor? Do you have any tofu?" Dozens of monks looked up at Ye Xiuwen with cute faces.

"What? You all changed your taste? You don't eat meat anymore?" Ye Xiuwen felt puzzled, but he really heard those cheers.

"Master, it's like this, like this, like this," the little monk stepped forward and whispered after a long pause.

"No problem, hahaha! Isn't it just tofu? What do you think it is?"

After hearing this, Ye Xiuwen understood what was going on.The little monk and the big monk are crazy about meat, but the old monk is a master. They can't eat meat, so they still eat tofu.

This little wish, Ye Xiuwen must fulfill them.Besides, you think Ye Xiuwen is really a six-door eagle dog?

no!Ye Xiuwen's hidden identity is actually a chef!
Of course, the chef is not Ye Xiuwen's real identity. His real identity is a time traveler, a pretender with higher pursuits!
But so be it anyway!It is true that Ye Xiuwen knows how to cook.

These are all what he learned in the palace, and the emperor has to eat every day.

But the emperor's meal was naturally different from that of ordinary people. He had to wait for others to finish eating every day, and he picked up some leftovers.

Therefore, the life of the emperor is still very hard, because he is afraid that others will poison him and kill him.

So Ye Xiuwen was in the palace, he didn't learn anything else, he learned 'eating'.

"Come on! Come on! Take these things out and pluck them. If you can't pluck them clean, you'll have to eat them yourself,"

When he arrived at the kitchen, Ye Xiuwen acted like a conjurer, setting up a table full of meat, including chicken, duck, pig, beef, mutton, etc. Anyway, it was very rich!
He couldn't finish these things himself, so several monks and cooks rushed over to help.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!."

After sharpening the knife, it was all washed and stripped, and the water over there was boiled.

Add appropriate amount of green onion, ginger and fragrant leaves to the boiling water, then throw the processed meat into it and cook in a simmering pot.

When the meat is seven or eight mature, take it out and put it in a steamer, and this time will take about one and a half hours.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Xiuwen lit the stove, poured three jars of 'clean oil' into the frying pan, heated it up, and sautéed the onion, ginger, and garlic until fragrant.

Then put in half a dustpan of cinnamon, bay leaves, and star anise and stir fry, then add two full buckets of water (the amount of water is basically controlled after 40 minutes of low heat, and one third is appropriate).

But seeing that it was almost done, Ye Xiuwen got another jar of rock sugar, five-spice powder, and two barrels of soy sauce, and poured them in!

This time it was thick enough, but Ye Xiuwen was very happy, slowly roasting it on a low fire, and boiled out the aroma of the spices, it was so fragrant!

"Suck it!"

The little monk outside the door was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, his saliva was about to flow down, and he sucked back.

"Benefactor? Is it ripe?"

"Wait! It's coming soon, you can eat it with juice, hahaha!."

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen had finished making the sauce, and was pouring it one by one with a spoon.

The thick sauce was poured on the thin slices of meat, and the aroma of spices and meat were intertwined and drifted out along the doors and windows of the kitchen.

Refreshing, the big monk and the young monk couldn't sit still any longer, they were all gearing up outside one by one, you look at me, I look at you.

"Why isn't it alright?"

"That's right! That's right! I didn't expect that the benefactor of Diao Zha Tian would have such a good skill?"

"Isn't it? This is a hundred times better than our chef?"

"It's more than a hundred times, it's a thousand times, ten thousand times, I've never smelled such delicious meat before,"

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +50 in aggressiveness."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +70 in aggressiveness."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host,."

The monks were so slanderous that their mouths were watering, and they flattered Ye Xiuwen to the point of no bounds.

And in the end, after all the hype, Ye Xiuwen's reputation increased by at least two thousand!

Ye Xiuwen was so open-minded, he never thought that being a cook could make a lot of money! .
(End of this chapter)