I really want to be a cook

Of course, compared to her sword, her alluring appearance is more talked about.

One of the gossip that Guang Jiangping knows is that under the gate of Beiyue Mountain, there is a great master of love who has been waiting for 52 years without changing his original intention.

The so-called seeing Qingyun misses life forever, the great master fell in love with Ye Qingyun at first sight when he was young, and accompanied her through the rivers and lakes, all the way through ups and downs.

In the end, Ye Qingyun rejected his wish and chose to return to the sect to inherit the headship. He also came to the foot of Beiyue Mountain, lived in a hut, and waited for his beloved.

But even after Ye Qingyun stepped down as the head, she did not respond to this fool.

And the reason why the great master was able to break through the great master is also extremely simple.

That is to prevent my face from getting old, for fear that the goddess will forget him if she can't see what she looked like back then.

It can be said that the way of licking dogs has been brought to the extreme, and at the same time, countless martial arts masters who have made thousands of efforts and hard work but have been unable to break through have been crying and fainting in the back cave.

As for why Jiang Ping is so familiar, could it be said that in his previous life, he had to tell everyone about the exchange of dog-licking experience with this person?

And Beiyue Sword Sect's inheritance Divine Sword Luohong is an out-and-out divine weapon, but the divine weapon chooses the master, even if it chooses Mengchen, it will not wrong itself.

It is indeed a great joy for Beiyue Jianzong to let Luohong find a new sword master.

Because this means that they have steadily gained the combat power of a great master, and the weight of speaking in the arena will be increased again in the future.

It also made the Five Sacred Sword Sect alliance a little more uncertain.

Jiang Ping wiped his mouth to make sure there was no saliva.

He is very interested in this Beiyue Sword Immortal, of course, not because he wants to see what she looks like, but because he simply wants to exchange sword skills.

What, wake up, she is seven or eighty years old?

This Jiang Ping is about to talk about it, the so-called female junior, who holds a gold brick, is 56 years older, so she can't hold a mountain!

What's more, people who come from great masters can easily live to be two hundred years old without looking old. Even if they die, they may not die.

Jiang Ping was really tempted to be seduced by himself like this.

However, Jiang Ping sighed, considering the great master of love and his current ordinary appearance.

Forget it, this big backing should be given to others.

Soft rice, I don't want to eat it now!

The mature woman watched Jiang Ping's complexion change for a while, excited for a while, flushed for a while, helpless for a while, depressed for a while.

In the end, it was like an afterthought, his face was full of feelings about life and the sublimation of his own personality.

Cough cough, I don't know what happened afterwards or not.

The mature woman's face turned red suddenly, her eyes moved, as charming as flowing water, she asked in a low voice:

"You, are you alright?"

Holding the warm jade in his hand, Jiang Ping felt that his state of mind had been sublimated. He said loudly: "I seem to have realized it just now. You guys go away and don't disturb me."

"Then we're really leaving?"

The mature woman said tentatively.

"Just go, tell me so much, just wait!"

Jiang Ping called them to stop.

The mature woman who had never moved her feet sighed deeply, I knew it would be like this.

"What you said just now is very useful to me. I also have a piece of jade here. I gave it to you. Let's make it a present."

Jiang Ping tore off a piece of extremely well-carved suet white jade from his waist.

The mature woman took it blankly, why did she suddenly feel that she had earned money?

This piece of suet white jade is excellent in workmanship, smooth to the touch, and judging from its material, it is the best kind. In terms of value, it is not lower than the piece she gave away just now.

Is this how strange people do things?

Full of doubts, the mature woman left with a few of her disciples.

Not long after the mature woman left, Qiu Daoyu appeared again in a sinister way:

"Why do you have to tease them? It's not easy for girls to mix in the rivers and lakes."

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Five days later.

This is a village thirty miles away from Niujia Village, a village that I haven't thought of a name for yet.

Please complete 9 delicacies, regardless of grade, and the diners' taste satisfaction is above 0 to be considered qualified. [-]

"Finally finished."

Thinking of people's happy smiles after tasting delicious food, Jiang Ping also felt very satisfied.

This is the simplest joy of being a chef.

Unfortunately, at this time, he is no longer a simple cook.

"Old Qiu, let's go back."

On the bullock cart, Jiang Ping said.

Lao Qiu was already very proficient in driving the old scalper, he asked:

"Young master, where are you going?"

"Singing deer."

"Stop cooking?"

"My son wants to be a great Taoist."

"Okay, son, sit down."

However, although Lao Qiu swung his whip to speed up, the old scalper was as steady as ever, and under the pattering of the cow's hooves was the figure of his back that was gradually receding.

Chen Guo is very small, occupying only a little more than half a county, and mainly has five cities.

In addition to Qiucheng, the capital, there are four other cities: Minglu, Chenxiang, Kangcheng, and Luyi.

Minglu City is one of the main cities of Chen State.

Do not stay.

A small unknown shop in Minglu City, a small grocery store, took a strange name.

The boss never seems to worry that this business will starve him to death, and he has no intention of doing any promotional activities. The business is always half-dead.

Every time someone comes to collect the protection fee, he also pays it with a smile. He is a very good man.

The bosses next door couldn't help worrying whether such a good neighbor would starve themselves to death one day.

Buliu Pavilion is closed today.

But everyone else is used to it. The owner of this shop is extremely capricious. He opens the door when he wants to, and closes the door when he wants to.

Besides, there was nothing good in a grocery store, so everyone looked at it, then turned around and left.

Behind Buliu Pavilion is a small yard.

At the moment it is in full swing.

An open-air stove, a hot stove, a tumbling wok, a boiling casserole, and ingredients dancing on a chopping board compose an unharmonious tune.

The boss who doesn't stay at home, a middle-aged fat man who always smiles, has a kind and round face, and a sexy belly with a slight curvature.

At this moment, he was holding a plate of golden roasted wings in honey sauce, picked one up and sucked it into his mouth, then rolled his tongue a few times skillfully, and spit out two smooth chicken wing bones.

"Would you like some more, Lao Qiu?"

He handed the plate to Qiu Daoyu, and said with a smile:

"My son made it before, I heated it up, and it was delicious."

Qiu Daoyu didn't show any face, and just snorted softly: "I know how to eat all day long, I really don't know why the young master will save you, except eating and sleeping."

"In the past six months, you have gained at least thirty catties, right?"

"Fulong, I heard that you used to be a very powerful lone assassin, just like you, can you still fly?"

Fulong was not annoyed either, instead of being ashamed he said proudly:

"That's the young master's discerning eye, knowing that I, Fulong, have an extremely excellent inner life.

Think about it carefully, how long have you been with the young master, but have you ever eaten chicken wings baked by the young master himself?

And how long have I been with the son?

It is clear at a glance whether the status is high or low. "

As he spoke, he ate another piece of roasted wings with honey sauce.

Qiu Daoyu's temple throbbed violently: "Do you think I told you so much to mock you?"

Fulong was stunned: "Isn't it?"

"I want to say, you are so fat and eat so much, don't you know how to leave good things to the old man?"

Qiu Daoyu slapped it, Fulong let out a scream, and flew out flamboyantly and plumply.

And Qiu Daoyu took the plate with quick eyes and hands, and saw that more than half of the chicken wings were left on it, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Young people nowadays don't know how to respect their elders at all, so I have to make it clear."

"It seems that you and Furlong get along very well."

The stove turned off, and Jiang Ping came over with a plate of ordinary herring in his hand.

"Try it."

Look, this is status!

Lao Qiu felt complacent and regretted letting Fulong go away too early.

Otherwise, he must step on his face and tell him what status is!

I can eat fish just out of the pan, but you can only go to the kitchen to eat cold chicken wings. It is clear at a glance who is higher and who is lower.

Thinking of this, Lao Qiu suddenly felt that the chicken wings in his hand were not fragrant.

He put down the chicken wings and took the fish:

"My lord, this is the eight-treasure sweetfish you mentioned earlier, did it succeed?"

Jiang Ping sighed and said:

"If I don't succeed so many times, I feel sorry for the dozens of green icefish Fulong caught for me every day in the deep water cold pool 120 miles away."

Eight-treasure sweetfish is also a master-level recipe, but the difficulty is not the same as Jiang Ping's previous delicacy jade bone soup.

One is that there is no experience point support this time. With Jiang Ping's current level, the success rate is extremely low.

The second is that the material of the eight-treasure sweetfish is extremely rare, and the spirit fish in the deep cold pool must be used.

Green icefish is one of them.

The living environment of this kind of fish is extremely demanding, and it can only be found in the depths of cold pools, so after being caught, it must be processed within one day.

But if it is a moment late, the fish will die as soon as it says it will die.

Once it becomes a dead fish, this dish will never be finished.

At the same time, the difficulty of catching fish is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. You have to go hundreds of feet deep into the pool water and risk your life being frozen to catch their traces.

It can be said that the reason why this dish can become a master recipe is that this material accounts for most of it.

But who told Jiang Ping to collect this recipe.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah."

Fulong, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, came over rubbing his nose.

He gave Lao Qiu a hard look, with a look of bitterness and hatred:

"Old Qiu, just because of this half plate of chicken wings, the friendship you and I, Fu, have built up with great difficulty, is gone!"