Proud Sword God

Chapter 19 The Millennium Recipe
Longfeng recuperated in the hospital for two weeks. Wang Shulan made delicious food for Longfeng every day in different ways. Under the dedicated care of the hospital nurses and Wang Shulan, Longfeng's injury was fully recovered, and he will be discharged from the hospital today. Good day.

After completing the discharge procedures, Wang Shulan and Longfeng left the hospital. Longfeng stretched his waist and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I came out to breathe fresh air. It's so nice and sunny outside."

As Longfeng's wife, seeing Longfeng's body back to health, this is the happiest and happiest moment for Wang Shulan. The heart that has been hanging for a long time can finally be let go today. Wang Shulan's greatest wish is that the family can live in a healthy and happy life. Together.

"By the way, Shulan, I was discharged from the hospital today, why didn't that boy Long Ao come to pick me up? Is it because his wings are hard and he doesn't care about his father?" Long Feng asked.

Wang Shulan gave Longfeng a white look, and said angrily: "The head of the family, who is Ao'er, can you not know from watching him grow up since childhood? Although he has changed now, we all know that he is still so filial. After being discharged from the hospital, Ao'er went out early in the morning, secretly saying that he wanted to give you a surprise, and our family will celebrate it well."

"Oh, so it turned out to be like this, ha ha!" Long Feng smiled gratifiedly.

"Don't be silly, don't be afraid of jokes from outsiders, let's go home!" Wang Shulan kept urging.

"Ok!"

Long Ao got up early in the morning and went to the vegetable market to buy all kinds of ingredients. When he got home, he was busy with other things non-stop. He cooked a sumptuous and delicious meal that outsiders could never imagine. The funniest thing is that when the neighbors smelled the aroma, they all came to investigate with various excuses. When they found a large table of delicious food, many people almost did not drool three times. Qianchi, Long Ao didn't invite them to have a meal together, and these people were too embarrassed to stay at Long Ao's house, so they had no choice but to leave, but they will always remember this fragrance, which is exactly what Long Ao wants to see Yes, he is preparing for his future plans.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Longfeng and Wang Shulan walked in.

As soon as they entered the room, Longfeng and Wang Shulan also smelled the fragrance of the delicious food. The two looked at each other in shock, thinking in their hearts: Just by smelling the smell, you know how delicious these dishes are?Was this really done by Long Ao?The second time Longfeng and Wang Shulan had a feeling that they couldn't see through Long Ao. The first time was when Long Ao came back from Sword Valley. Although they didn't know what happened to Long Ao, Longfeng and Wang Shulan knew No matter how Long Ao changes, he will always be their child.

"Father, mother, you are back! This is the celebration banquet that my son prepared for you today. Go and have a look, are you satisfied?" Long Ao stepped forward and said happily.

Although Long Ao had already guessed that this dish was made by Long Ao, Long Feng and Wang Shulan were shocked again when Long Ao admitted it personally. They have opened restaurants for many years and have eaten local specialties in many places. There has never been a place where the dishes can make people feel intoxicated by the aroma. Longfeng himself is a master chef, and he knows that anyone who can cook this kind of dish is a true master. But now Long Ao Only 19 years old, he made this dish, Longfeng really felt like he was in a dream.

Longfeng walked to the dining table, carefully looked at the dishes on the dining table, his eyes were shining brightly, and he kept tsk-tsk praising: "Long Ao, when did you know how to do this? Why doesn't your mother know, tell me, did you really do this?"

"Father, of course I, the God of Cookery, made it. I dare to pat my chest and guarantee that I, the God of Cookery, can make these delicious dishes in this world." There is evidence, and everything will be known later.

"Okay!" Longfeng believed Longao, clapped his hands and shouted good, and then said: "As expected of my son, Longfeng, he is even better at cooking than me. Father is old, and the world will be you young people in the future. It's gone."

"Father, you are not old at all. I heard a lot of movement in your room last night. If you are old, can you make such a big movement? Hehe!" Long Ao glanced at his mother, Wang Shulan, and looked at his father, Long Ao. The wind joked.

When Longfeng and Wang Shulan heard the words, their faces turned red immediately. Of course, they knew what Long Ao was talking about. Longfeng guessed that it might be that they were caught by Long Ao, a ghost, when they lived in bed with Wang Shulan last night. Hearing that this kind of thing was exposed by his son face to face, Longfeng and Wang Shulan were quite embarrassed. Looking at the wicked smile on Long Ao's face, Longfeng was even more angry, and secretly said that this kid is getting older and younger, lift him up. Then he knocked on the top of Long Ao's head with his hand, and cursed: "Long Ao, if you are so out of shape, be careful that my family can't serve you."

"Ao'er, mother can't help you this time, who told you that you even dare to make fun of this matter." Wang Shulan glared at Long Ao, and spoke in a soft voice, probably because she was shy in her heart!
Long Ao smiled strangely. Maybe he couldn't hear this movement before, but since accepting the inheritance of Huoyun Sword God, Long Ao's eyes and ears have become more sensitive than before. He didn't fall asleep for several hours last night. Listening That voice, Long Ao also had to admire his father Longfeng, his fighting power on the bed is so strong, no wonder he can control his mother Wang Shulan so submissively, this is what Long Ao admires the most, he plans to ask his father for advice Ask about the art of controlling women.

"Father, mother, don't put on a straight face, am I here to liven up the atmosphere? Sit down and eat quickly! This dish won't taste good if it's cold."

"Well, what Ao'er said is right, it would be a pity to waste this delicious food with all the flavors and flavors." Longfeng winked at Wang Shulan, and the two sat down talking and laughing.

Pointing to the dishes on the table, Long Ao introduced to Longfeng and Wang Shulan: "Father, mother, my son will introduce these eight dishes to you. The first one is the birthday celebration of the Eight Immortals, the second one is the star arching the moon, and the third one is the carp jumping over the dragon gate. , The fourth way is a thousand journeys and a thousand views, how about you have a taste?"

Longfeng picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He slightly closed his eyes and chewed it carefully twice. His eyes lit up immediately. The fish was smooth in the mouth, neither sweet nor bland. It's so good, it's so good, Longfeng couldn't help but put a few more pieces of fish in his mouth, raised his glass and took a sip of the wine, and said happily: "It's so delicious, it's so good I ate it, and after I ate this fish, I realized that there is such a delicacy in the world. You brat, why didn’t you show your father’s hands before, but now I eat this fish you made, it’s over, everything is over, and the rest How can I swallow fish meat!"

Long Ao said stinkingly: "Father, you have finally spoken what was in my heart. You don't see how smart your son is. What can trouble him in the world? To tell you the truth, this is also my number one." Cooking for the first time, I believe that in time, I will be able to cook real delicious food."

Hearing this, Longfeng was taken aback again, darling!It's so delicious when you cook it for the first time, if it takes time, it's still worth it?Long Feng looked Long Ao up and down, and couldn't help thinking: Could it be that this kid is a culinary genius who is rare in a thousand years.

Wang Shulan, who was sitting by the side, also ate some dishes, like the birthday dish of the Eight Immortals. She slowly tasted it many times, but she just couldn't figure out what ingredients were used to make it. Wang Shulan really couldn't figure out where Long Ao learned from Even his mother, who watched him grow up, didn't know about his cooking skills.

"Ao'er, tell your father the truth, who taught you your cooking skills?" Longfeng asked.

Wang Shulan was also interested in this matter, she pricked up her ears and listened quietly.

Long Ao knew that his parents would ask this question, so he took out a book with dark yellow pages from his arms and handed it to Long Feng: "My cooking skills are taught by this secret book, it is my master."

Longfeng took a closer look, and saw three large characters written with a brush on the cover of this book: Palace Cuisine.

Unfolding the pages of the book, Longfeng looked at it carefully. It described in detail the ingredients and methods of each court dish. After reading only one page, Longfeng was attracted by the content on it. Time was slowly passing by. Longfeng became more and more frightened as he looked at it. Until now, he was sure that the person who wrote this book must be a master of culinary art in the Qing Dynasty, because this recipe has been around for thousands of years, and it recorded the famous recipes from the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty. As a chef, I can see a thousand-year-old court cookbook like this in my life, even if I die now, Longfeng will be content.

"Ao'er, where did you get such a precious recipe? You must have done something bad!" Longfeng suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, and he asked.

"Father, don't worry, this recipe is neither stolen nor snatched. Didn't I go to Shennongjia a few days ago? Maybe God saw that I am so filial and good-natured, so I gave this recipe to I’m sorry, I found this palace recipe in a cave.” Now there are some things that you can’t tell your parents, what Long Ao is worried about is that your parents won’t be able to accept it, and accidentally leaked his secrets to those who are interested. It caused a lot of trouble, but before the time came, Long Ao had no choice but to tell a white lie. In fact, this thousand-year-old recipe was left by an expert cook. Fire Cloud Sword God got it by chance. In the storage ring, this is cheap for Long Ao.

Hearing this, and looking into Long Ao's sincere eyes, the big rock hanging in Longfeng and Wang Shulan's hearts finally fell. Although there were still doubts in their hearts, as long as the recipe was not stolen, it would be fine.

"Father, weren't you worried about money a while ago? I told you not to worry, you should know what I mean by now!"

"Ao'er, are you referring to it?" Longfeng asked, pointing to the palace cookbook.

"That's right, that's what I'm referring to. It's our plan to make a fortune. I've already figured out the plan, but father and mother, if you want to achieve great success, you have to listen to my young marshal's orders. I Guarantee that our family's life will definitely get better and better, so that people can no longer underestimate our Long family."

(End of this chapter)