I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 567 "Atmospheric" Restaurant

"Don't make trouble!" Yang Feng looked at Lingxi with warning eyes, she just came out to cause trouble.

Suddenly, he realized that Lingshu, who was eating honestly, was much more obedient.

In fact, the meat has not been completely refined, and there are still many spiritual powers of the spirit beast left in it.

Not only is there no harm to the cultivator if the meat quality is not refined, but it actually has certain benefits, because such things will eventually enter the practitioner's stomach, which is equivalent to eating a elixir.

But in terms of meat quality, there will be this very small difference.

And this difference was brought up by Yang Feng to make a fuss about.

On the surface, he is now using precise spiritual power control to refine the spiritual power of the spirit beast left in the meat, but he is actually looking for an opportunity to secretly add the God of Cookery soup base to the meat!

That's why Lingxi said that it has "the taste of Uncle Chef God" in it.

God of Cookery's condensed soup base, even the tricky Lingxi would love it, let alone these ordinary people.

Even if he is the emperor, he can't eat one percent of Lingxi's.

After all, even in the fairy world, only she would take the initiative to ask the God of Cookery for food.

Yang Feng took an unused bowl, put the twice-cooked golden meat that he had tampered with in it, and then made a gesture of invitation, telling Yun Chuansong to try it.

Before Yun Chuansong moved his chopsticks, Shopkeeper Xiao first transmitted his voice: You are from my Daqi restaurant!

Yun Chuansong frowned slightly.

Laughing shopkeeper means no matter what, he must save the face of Daqi Restaurant, because his interests are with Daqi Restaurant.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yun Chuansong's mouth, because he failed in the last special chef selection, this time he had nothing to do with the selection of the master chef.But because he has worked hard for Daqi Restaurant for many years, Shopkeeper Xiao once told him cryptically that there are other ways in Tianmen City to send people to participate in the God of Cooking Competition.

If he wants Shopkeeper Xiao to help him obtain this special qualification, he must keep the signboard of Daqi Restaurant.

The moment Yun Chuansong picked up the slice of meat on the plate with his chopsticks, Yun Chuansong felt very complicated and didn't know how to deal with it.

There is no one entertaining guests in Daqi Restaurant today, so all the people who come here are noble people who love food, and they are all focusing on this at the moment.

Young Master Hong ordered his subordinates: "Shopkeeper Xiao has a very small stomach, go and see Yun Chuansong's expression, and come back and tell me."

Young Master Hong's subordinates were brazenly standing next to Shopkeeper Xiao, standing there without any disobedience, and those who didn't know would think they were servants under Shopkeeper Xiao.

"This!"

Yun Chuansong's eyes were so swollen that they were about to pop out.

This dish was cooked by him. It stands to reason that Yang Feng just refined the aura in the meat, so even if the taste is a little more tender, it won't change much.

However, after taking this bite, he suddenly had a thought that he was not willing to swallow it.

too delicious!

This is simply a delicacy that only the God of Cookery can make.

The juice in the meat flowed out as the tips of the teeth bit into it, making him feel that his tongue was about to melt, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into a land of tenderness that he couldn't extricate himself from.

At this moment, Yun Chuansong even had the idea of ​​worshiping Yang Feng as his teacher.

But no.

Shopkeeper Xiao must not be offended, otherwise his qualifications for the competition will be lost.

"Fellow Daoist is really good at refining the spiritual power in this meat, but it's a pity" Yun Chuansong changed the subject, and it was full of the sharp breath of a sword.

"What's the pity?" Yang Feng thought to himself that he was in trouble, and he let Yun Chuansong eat it so carelessly.

With so many guests here, it would be more fair to just find someone.After all, the guests here are all nobles and masters in the city, and they would not be threatened by the shopkeeper of a restaurant.

If Yun Chuansong was shameless, he would have nothing to say.

"It's a pity that refining the spiritual power in it has no effect. I thought that even if you are a super chef in a remote town, you should have some skills. It's a pity that you just need a name. I'm afraid that even me, Tianmen City, can compete for the super chef. No one can compare to a failed chef!" Yun Chuansong's face was a little hot when he said this, he usually cooks in the kitchen, and it is the first time that he comes out to socialize and even denies another chef's skills in public. once.

"Tch, I said why can't I find out the information of this super chef, it turns out he just came from a small remote town"

"There can only be one super chef in every city. This is Yang Feng. I'm afraid he is the best chef in a certain town."

The private rooms were closed one by one, and there was no thought of continuing to read.

Only Mr. Hong's subordinates went to answer Young Master Hong expressionlessly, and he deliberately blocked the sound of the box, and then said: "Return to Young Master. The shopkeeper is really stingy"

Mr. Hong knew this would be the result, and he was not surprised: "Keep an eye on this man, and don't let him go to other houses. Two days ago, that bastard from Dongfang hired a special class from a big city from somewhere. Chef, show off to me every day, you must get this person back to me first!"

"Yes, master. Do you want to send charcoal in a timely manner?"

"Naturally, don't rush, wait for my order before making a move"

"You're lying, this is the God of Cookery."

"Lingxi!"

Yang Fengsheng was afraid that Lingxi would be ignorant and tell all about the God of Cookery.

Everyone is innocent and guilty, and everything related to the gods cannot be known to outsiders.

"It seems that I am watching the sky from the well." Yang Feng's tone was a little bit of retort. The soup base of the God of Cookery was denied by others. If the God of Cookery knew about it, he would probably be so angry that he would come out of the forest outside Butian City.

Yang Feng knew that he had no chance, because the melon-eating crowd had already closed the boxes, probably even the sound was blocked.

I am just a play these people watch during hotel hours.

Shopkeeper Xiao couldn't stop sneering. Originally, he wanted to use Yang Feng's praise to advertise Daqi Restaurant.

Although Yang Feng didn't praise him, he had an unexpected harvest.

When Yang Feng is gone, he can spread the news that Yun Chuansong, the chef of Daqi restaurant, has more cooking skills than the super chef!

Advertising has always been like this, showing the good side of yourself to others, and hiding the bad part.

For example, this super chef, he laughed at the shopkeeper but didn't point out that he came from a small town!

"Young and frivolous, it's human nature. Today's meal counts as my invitation to a few people, take it easy"

"No, let's go!" Yang Feng didn't have the cheek to stay any longer.

"Let's go slowly!" Xiao shopkeeper wished Yang Feng would leave quickly.

Keeping you is to show that I am a big restaurant!

I wanted to drive you away a long time ago.

Master Hong hurriedly sent a voice transmission to his subordinates: "Send charcoal in the snow!"

"Oh, Xiao shopkeeper's business is booming. I wonder if this little brother is interested in coming to Rongji?" A woman with a seductive voice suddenly floated into the restaurant like a purple yarn.

The shopkeeper's complexion suddenly turned pale.

(End of this chapter)