God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

The sudden chill made Mo Yun's hair stand on end unconsciously.

But after thinking about it, I didn't think of anything that might happen.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, so Mo Yun didn't think about it anymore.

In the starship kitchen on the other side, Ye Changqing, Zhu Wu, and Shan Hu were busy preparing today's meal.

At this time, Tang Qingqing walked in cautiously, knocked on the door and said.

"Mr. Ye, can I come in?"

"Okay, but this is a kitchen, there's nothing to see."

Ye Changqing said nonchalantly, there are no secrets in the cooking place, you can come in if you want.

After receiving permission, Tang Qingqing showed a smile, walked into the kitchen, looked at the three people who were busy, and said.

"Master Ye, I can take care of these little things for you."

"Huh??? You can cook?"

Hearing this, Ye Changqing looked at her doubtfully. Not many young talents like Tang Qingqing could cook.

After all, these young geniuses all think about how to improve their own strength, so how can they waste their time on these things.

Just talking about cooking, a touch of confidence appeared in Tang Qingqing's eyes.

It feels like she's not good at anything else, but when it comes to cooking, that's really her strength.

"Master Ye, please don't underestimate me. Our Tang family is famous for its spiritual chefs. It has been a family of spiritual chefs for generations."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Ye Changqing really became interested. He had heard of the spiritual chef in Dongzhou, but he had never seen it. Ye Changqing was still very curious about the spiritual chef in the vast world.

"Then try it."

Handing the kitchen knife to Tang Qingqing, Ye Changqing also wanted to see how capable this young lady from a family of spiritual chefs really was.

After taking the kitchen knife, Tang Qingqing started to operate it without any nonsense.

She selected some ingredients, and every ingredient was put to good use in her hands.

Judging from the current situation, Tang Qingqing's words are not exaggerated. She can really cook, and her skills are good.

From washing, chopping, garnishing, and finally cooking.

Tang Qingqing did it all with one hand. Not only was he fast, but he was also extremely skilled. It looked very pleasing to the eye.

Finally, when Tang Qingqing's plate of palace-exploding chicken came out of the pot, she said with a smile on her face.

"Master Ye, come and try it?"

"it is good."

He didn't refuse and stepped forward to taste a piece, as did Shan Hu and Zhu Wu.

The taste is good, but naturally it cannot be compared with Ye Changqing.

Shan Hu, who has almost zero emotional intelligence, has already given the answer directly.

"It's not as delicious as my elder brother's."

There is nothing evil in these words, they are simply Shan Hu’s sincere words.

Just hearing this, a strange color flashed in Tang Qingqing's eyes, and she looked at Ye Changqing curiously.

"Master Ye is also a spiritual chef?"

"To be precise, it doesn't matter. After all, there is no spiritual chef in Dongzhou, unlike Zhongzhou."

Dongzhou has a very vague impression of Lingchu, unlike Zhongzhou, which has strict divisions.

Just like Tang Qingqing, she is a sixth-level spiritual chef, and her grandfather, the only saint of the Tang family, is one of the few eighth-level spiritual chefs in Zhongzhou.

In the Zhongzhou spiritual chef world, he is second only to those three ninth-level spiritual chefs.

Perhaps in order to win over Dao Yizong, Tang Qingqing took the initiative to propose that she be in charge of today's meals.

In the past few days on the ship, she had also noticed that although everyone in the Taoist sect had a high level of cultivation, they seemed to be extremely obsessed with food and had to eat every day.

This is exactly what Tang Qingqing hopes. After all, she is still very confident in her craftsmanship.

Unfortunately, after hearing her words, Ye Changqing shook his head.

"I'll still come."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ye, just...just think of it as repaying the kindness of saving your life."

"That's not what I meant. I'm afraid they won't like what you made."

Ye Changqing was telling the truth. Although Tang Qingqing's skills were good, they were only on the same level as Zhu Wu.

As for Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and the others, they have no interest in Zhu Wu's craftsmanship. Each of these guys has been raised to eat.

Seeing what Ye Changqing said, Tang Qingqing couldn't hold on anymore, but just said that she could help him.

This time Ye Changqing did not refuse.

With Tang Qingqing's cooking skills, there is no problem in starting a fight or something.

In this way, with Tang Qingqing's help, today's meal was prepared quickly.

As the delicacies made by Ye Changqing came out, Tang Qingqing was stunned on the spot.

In fact, Tang Qingqing was stunned from the beginning.

A simple stir-fried pork with pepper, but in Ye Changqing's hands, it seemed to turn decay into something magical.

The scent made Tang Qingqing unable to bear it.

To be honest, she had never smelled such a fragrance. As far as her memory could tell, even grandpa probably didn't have such a skill.

The whole kitchen is filled with the rich aroma of meat, and the fried pork with pepper is also full of color, flavor and flavor.

Green peppers are dotted with fat and thin Huoling pork, which makes people want to eat just by looking at it.

At this time, Tang Qingqing finally understood what Ye Changqing's words just meant.

The dishes he cooked were indeed incomparable with Ye Changqing's. This was a big deal in front of Guan Gong.

"Mr. Ye, you..."

“I’ve always loved eating it since I was a child, and then I started researching it on my own.”

Ye Changqing naturally couldn't say it was a system, so he could only make a casual remark.

However, hearing these words in Tang Qingqing's ears made her feel complicated.

Listen to it, listen to it, research it randomly on your own.

After all, she comes from a family of talented chefs, and has learned cooking skills from her father and grandfather since she was a child.

And she is also very talented, but now, compared with Ye Changqing, Tang Qingqing only feels that her talent is worse than shit.

A casual study by others would lead to a level beyond her reach.

In terms of this skill, Tang Qingqing was sure that even his grandfather could not keep up with it.

At this moment, Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and others came to the kitchen one after another after smelling the fragrance. They took a deep breath and said excitedly as soon as they entered the door.

"I can smell it. It's fried pork with pepper today. It's still a familiar smell and it's still perfect."

"Haha, I'm going to eat three big bowls of it today."

"Hey, why are you little girl here?"

"The kitchen is such an important place, how can outsiders break into it?"

At first, they looked like they were enjoying themselves, but when they entered the door and suddenly saw Tang Qingqing in the kitchen, the expressions of Qi Xiong and others changed instantly, and their tone became darker.

In Ye Changqing's view, the kitchen is not a confidential place, so you can enter if you want.

But in the eyes of Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and others, this sect kitchen is the most secret place in the entire sect, with a status comparable to the sect's treasure house.

Therefore, seeing an outsider appear in the kitchen, everyone naturally became wary. This little girl, who looks harmless to humans and animals, actually dares to trespass into the important kitchen area of ​​our sect?

It seemed that she had to be left alone today.