Ode to Longevity

However, Bu Jinyu just shook his head and said in a low voice, "This... The dishes I've made, none of them can compare to Qingge, so I can't do it."

"When did the chef of Cuiwei Pavilion become so conceited, my God, I'm about to collapse. I don't care, Bu Jinyu, you look at it and think about it, if sister Tangyuan is here, what would you do? I will give you a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense, I will come in and serve the dishes." Zheng Zixu only felt his mouth dry, and he didn't care about it. back out directly.

Mo Yang and Mo Qing in the kitchen looked at each other, what would Feng Qingge do if Feng Qingge was here? Can do……

Glancing at the ingredients in the kitchen, Mo Qing clapped her hands violently and said with a smile: "Since the prince doesn't eat these things, we will use the simplest method, take deep-sea fish, cut it and serve it with the seasoning, let him Why don't you try to eat it?"

"It's possible that it was taken down as soon as it was served." Mo Yang shook his head and said in a low voice, "Prince Murong Chu has a quirky temper, is harsh, and has a lot of demands. Although the handling of sashimi is very good, ...can't hide the fishy smell, even ordinary people can ask about the smell, can't he smell it? Besides, there is no way to make that thing, it presents an aesthetic feeling, it is just displayed in its original state, and it cannot attract people. "

Having said this, Mo Yang turned to look at Bu Jinyu, and said indifferently, "Chef Bu, this time, you are in charge, do whatever you want, and use your specialty dishes. Leave the process of serving the dishes to me."

"No, the prince is the most troublesome. If you serve the dishes, you will definitely be punished by the prince." Bu Jinyu refused directly, his eyes swept over the ingredients on the side, if he was Feng Qingge, what should he do now, he doesn't have Feng Qingge That kind of strength against the sky, and there is no such method, it is impossible to achieve...

The cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, Mo Yang reached out and grabbed Bu Jinyu's shoulder, and said coldly: "Why do you always deny yourself in front of Feng Qingge? Feng Qingge has what she is good at, and what you are good at. What? Chefs are not omnipotent, but a good chef can turn all the ingredients into what he wants. Obtaining what everyone affirms is the best. It is not for you to follow the trend, you are good at it. What about pastries, steamed buns, these pasta, can't you find a good one?"

"What am I good at?" Looking down at his hands, Bu Jinyu suddenly realized that it was so, he was always trapped behind Feng Qingge, and always thought that Feng Qingge could do everything well, but he also had his own specialties. If you are good at it, you don't have to judge yourself according to Feng Qingge's eyes!

Squeezing his wrist, Bu Jinyu said firmly: "I see, thank you. Mo Yang, get flour, both from the south and the north, Mo Qing, help me get a steamer, draw water and make a fire. This time, I will let You are surprised!"

"That's right!" Mo Yang nodded, but the moment he turned his back, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After an incense stick, Zheng Zixu stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door. The kitchen just opened, and Mo Yang took the plate and laughed softly, "Let's go, come with me."

"So soon, are you sure it's done, let me see?" Zheng Zixu hurriedly stretched out his hand and was about to lift the lid.

Mo Yang avoided lightly, with a smile on his icy face, and said lightly, "It's just made, it's being opened in the past, and the aroma is released in advance. If it doesn't smell, I can blame you. A lot of delicious food, don't you know how to do things?"

"Go, go, you're right, let's go, eh, what about them?" Zheng Zixu patted his head and said, subconsciously glanced back.

A panicked look flashed in his black eyes, but Mo Yang said calmly: "I continue to cook the following dishes in there, it's all about a stick of incense, don't you hurry up, when the prince gets angry, Are you holding on?"

"That's right, then let's go!" Stopping his steps, Zheng Zixu hurriedly followed behind Mo Yang and walked outside.

The two people in the kitchen were tied tightly, wrapped around a wooden post, with towels stuffed in their mouths, and couldn't say a word at all. Constantly struggling, but there is no way to escape.

"The food is here, hehe, the food is here for His Royal Highness!" Lifting the curtain, Zheng Zixu looked at the two people who were in a cold war, and quickly squeezed out a smile, hehe smiled, and naturally put his hand on Mu Cangyun's wheelchair. Take him a step back.

Only then did Murong Chu withdraw his gaze, and said coldly, "Oh, is that so, what is that?"

Mo Yang walked over indifferently, put the plate in his hand on the table, and stepped aside without speaking.

"This is the servant in your shop. If you don't say anything, do you think I will open this thing and eat this thing?" Murong Chu sneered and glanced at Mo Yang, ignoring the face at all.

Mu Cangyun clenched his hands tightly, looking at the flickering anger in Mo Yang's eyes, he personally turned the wheelchair, pressed the lid, and said, "Of course not, it's an honor for the eldest brother to come to our store in person, this dish, of course, also It's up to the younger brother to explain. This is..."

As soon as the lid was removed, the white smoke surrounded the surroundings. With Mu Cangyun's movements, it rose higher and higher, rushed into the ceiling, and headed towards both sides. The whole room was filled with steam, like being in a fairyland, and it was very beautiful. The smoke was entangled on both sides, falling continuously towards the bottom, and the dish was also presented.

In the huge plate, there are two koi, one red and one green.

Murong Chu's expression changed greatly, and he said coldly, "This is what you brought, how do you eat these two fish?"

"Brother, this isn't a real fish." Mu Cangyun was not as surprised as Murong Chu. After the smoke cleared, the koi inside appeared. What is amazing is that this is actually made of flour. The two fish are facing each other head to tail, as if chasing each other. The vivid look is really like a living thing.

Mo Yang glanced at Mu Cangyun coldly, but was a little puzzled. When he first came in, he saw Mu Cangyun, but he was not sure. Looking at it now, I just feel a shudder in my heart, as if something is about to break through my head, but I still can't remember it.

What's going on, is Mu Cangyun like this? The person who slaughtered the entire Mo family for the sake of the thirteenth-level magic core, is this really what it looks like?

In the moment of hesitation, Mu Cangyun's eyes were already swept towards Mo Yang, his heart sank, and he quickly retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "His Royal Highness Prince, His Royal Highness King Cen, this dish is pasta, and Chef Bu is also good at it. One of the dishes, called every year there is fish, please taste it."