I really want to be a cook

At this moment, a crisp knocking sound sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw a steel spoon hitting the porcelain plate.

Looking down, I saw a fish-shaped porcelain plate containing an ordinary fish with a bright green color, the soup was as light as clear water, and two flowers carved from radish were dotted beside it.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Jiang Ping stretched out his hand to invite the old monster in green robe:

"Please."

Although the fish looked ordinary, the green-robed old monster felt the unusualness of this fish immediately.

That was the sliver of true meaning of martial arts that he had just handed over, which was fused into a fish in an incredible way by the smiling young man in front of him, and it seemed that a strange change had taken place.

He strode forward, took the chopsticks handed over by Jiang Ping, and put them in his hands.

I saw a thin layer of ice condense out of the fish in an instant, and even the chopsticks in his hand were covered with a trace of frost.

But before he could react, the thin layer of ice was completely melted by a burst of flame from the fish's lips.

Ice and fire are twofold, the herring that was cold just now is instantly red, as if it is burning, and even the soup under the fish is boiling.

This is his true martial arts intention, but it was brought out by a cooked fish in front of him.

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"Great!"

The well-informed and well-informed Chang Qing praised him, and looked at Jiang Ping with a different meaning.

"How can you see it? Is there something mysterious about this fish?"

Han Shan asked.

"Fish are powerful, but people are even more powerful."

Chang Qing stroked his long beard and said with a smile:

"It's not an old man bragging, but after so many years of age, there are always more people and things than everyone has seen.

This little friend ranks among the top three medicated dietitians I have ever seen! "

"Hehe, old man Chang, you have only met a few masters of medicinal food, so you dare to make a comment?"

Fang Buzui, who was upset that Chang Qing was putting on airs, but in reality was stealing his limelight, sneered.

Chang Qing nodded: "I really haven't seen many masters of medicinal food, maybe seven, eight or ninety. I don't know how many brothers Fang have seen?"

Fang Buzui stopped talking.

It can't be said that he hasn't seen any of them.

Liu Chuanfeng on the side is not bad and said:

"Okay, okay, I'm just an old hat, I don't have a chance to enjoy the service of the master of medicinal food, old man Chang, what's so strange about this kid, please tell me quickly."

"Oh, everyone is impatient, let me speak slowly."

Chang Qing sighed and said:

"Ordinary medicated dietitians usually need to prepare materials twelve hours in advance to prepare a medicated diet, and I have even seen it half a month in advance.

And this is just an ordinary medicated diet master. If a medicated diet master wants to prepare a spiritual medicinal diet, it is not enough to prepare ten days and a half months in advance.

Even after preparing for many days, it is not uncommon for the medicinal diet to lose all its effects due to insufficient heat.

It doesn't mean that every master of medicated food can prepare it successfully as long as they do it, it also needs a bit of luck.

But look at this little friend, from the time we appeared until now, he has been able to handle things with ease, without being affected at all, and has prepared a successful medicinal diet in such a short period of time.

This speed is rare even among the entire group of medicated dietitians.

And the most important point, didn't you realize that the flame that the fish spewed out just now is a bit familiar? "

After a pause, a lamented expression appeared on Chang Qing's face and said:

"That's the true meaning of martial arts of the green-robed old monster, in other words, this is a tailor-made spiritual medicinal diet for the green-robed old monster.

After the green-robed old monster takes it, there will never be any incompatibility, and the effectiveness of this medicinal diet can be maximized. "

"Is it great?"

Liu Chuanfeng is straightforward, he just asks when he doesn't understand,

It's not like the two guys next to me who also don't understand, but pretend to be very good at it.

Chang Qing sneered and said, "Remove the last word you said.

If I knew that this kid was so good, I would try my best to disturb the suzerain and ask him to personally take this little friend back to our Feihe Sect. "

Seeing that a few people still looked ignorant, he changed to a more direct method:

"Let me tell you this, if you can get this little friend to customize ten spiritual medicinal meals for you, your chances of breaking through to the Grand Master will increase by at least [-]%!"

This sentence is easy to understand, so the eyes of the other three people turned red.

"No one should rob me!"

Liu Chuanfeng said:

"If I owe you a favor, I must invite him back."

"Hehe, I owe you ten, give me the man."

Qianshou Rentu Fang Budui said.

"Then it's up to each other."

Han Shan glanced at Chang Qing who shut up after provoking everyone's anger, and secretly said something like an old fox.

But knowing that this was deliberately provoked by him, he would not give up.

Who is willing to lose the [-]% certainty of breaking through the Grand Master?

As for Chang Qing, she smiled silently, hiding her achievements and fame.

If they didn't fight, how could Feihezong have a chance.

Although he made up his mind to watch the show and not fight, it was also because Jiang Ping did not show enough value.

Now it is not only enough, but it is far beyond, he is stupid not to argue.

And the green-robed old monster has already eaten a portion of the red flame treasure fish.

He stood there, closing his eyes and silently digesting.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

"How about it?"

Jiang Ping asked expectantly.

He naturally hoped that the green-robed old monster would be the best at one time, but looking at the green-robed old monster's appearance, one copy was obviously not enough.

"It's delicious and I feel great now."

The green-robed old monster smacked his mouth and said honestly.

At the same time, the eyes looking at Jiang Ping were as if they were shining. If it was said that he was only invited by Qiye before, to save face and cooperate with the acting.

Now he is grateful to Qiye from the bottom of his heart.

Such a good opportunity, he actually gave it to himself.

Sooner or later, he will repay this kindness.

"nonsense."

Jiang Ping stretched out his hand: "It's still the same as before."

At this moment, the green-robed old monster no longer resisted, and even took the initiative a little bit. After his skill circled around, a trace of the newly born true meaning of martial arts that was three points stronger than before entered Jiang Ping's body.

The fourth fusion is successful, and you get the exclusive one-time medicinal meal recipe of the green-robed boss, Chiyan Baoyu 2.0 spiritual product.

Not bad, save [-] experience points.

Jiang Ping muttered in his heart, but continued to fire with ease in his hands.

"You are this?"

The green-robed old monster was a little puzzled.

"keep going."

Jiang Ping replied casually: "Don't disturb me."

"Good good."

The green-robed old monster stood obediently, looking at Jiang Ping with gentle eyes and a submissive face, not half as fierce and aggressive as when he first appeared on the stage.

Just when Jiang Ping started making the second medicated diet.

"hiss!!!"

Chang Qing couldn't hold back, pulled off his white beards, and looked at Jiang Ping like a god.

No, you have to hold back!

He sneaked a look at the people next to him, seeing that they were still looking at Jiang Ping with hungry eyes, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

It's just that the fingers hidden in the large white robe can't stop rubbing, this is a subconscious expression when he is extremely excited.

The three bumpkins next to him didn't know it, but he knew it.

After an ordinary medicated diet master makes one elixir medicated diet, his mental strength is exhausted, and he has to cultivate for three to five days before he can make a second one with full confidence.

But looking at the performance of the young man in front of him, he has no intention of resting at all.

This is terrifying.

We must find a way to inform the suzerain that this son must be taken back for his own use, or removed as soon as possible, and must not be kept!

Although he wanted to bring Jiang Ping back to the Feihe Sect before, but he was only thinking about the sect objectively, and his subjective consciousness was not very strong.

Because the Feihe Sect originally supported a master of medicated diet and a team of medicated diet masters, but in fact, Chang Qing can taste the taste of spiritual medicinal diet once a year.

There are two reasons for this. One is that the state of the Master of Medicinal Cuisine is uncertain, and he can produce up to thirty or forty servings of spiritual medicine in a year.

If it is tailor-made for someone, well, his master is not at this level.

The second thing is, although the Feihe Sect is not a big sect, there are dozens of master warriors in the sect.

Everyone will share one point, one round, plus half of the annual quota will be distributed to the old suzerain.

In the end, when it is actually allocated to everyone, there is not much left. If he can get a stable share for a year, he is considered old and has a high position.

But every time such a slight increase, for a grandmaster, unless it is really a step in the door, otherwise, it really doesn't matter.

So even if Jiang Ping is invited back, it will only change from one share a year to two shares a year. For him, it is useless.

But it's different now.

Chapter 17??Who comes, fight me! (addition 521/[-])

"Second copy!"

"Hiss! The third copy!"

"Are you a pig? There is no reaction at all after eating so much!"

"This is the fourth! My God, is his energy boundless?"

"The fifth, the fifth!"

"Old monster in green robe, what kind of shit luck did you have to let you meet such a god-man."

"Master, please pamper the little old man once."

Chang Chun kept screaming and wailing in his heart, excited and nervous at the same time, his fingers were peeling off from rubbing under his sleeves.