Raiders a fairy to be a wife

Jing Ya learns to cook very quickly, and he actually had cooking experience before, so he learned the simple dishes that Yu Qianqian taught him within a day, and he also had a decent presentation. A plate was added, which added a lot of luster to an otherwise ordinary dish.

Yu Qianqian said, "Don't you know how to cook, so you need me to teach you? And it looks better than what I taught you."

"Where, it's better to teach Qianqian better. Didn't I add something after I learned what you taught? How do you say that idiom, the icing on the cake, yes, it's the icing on the cake!"

"Poor mouth," Yu Qianqian covered her mouth and smiled: "Since you know how to cook, let me teach you how to make some pastries. Xue Aofeng's disciples always like refreshing and delicious pastries, and Fuchuan Shangxian is no exception. , I have finished eating all the pastries he sent every time, and his favorite is my father's homemade icing cake, while my father has gone back to the room, I will reluctantly tell you how to do it."

"Then I will thank Qianqian first!"

Bingxin Cake is a pastry created by Yu Qianqian’s father, Yu Shanghe, the chef of Xueaofeng’s big kitchen. The skin is translucent, and the fillings can be vaguely seen. It's sweet, it's full of sweetness after one bite, Song Yu likes it, and Luo Fuchuan likes it too.

As for Yu Shanghe, he used to be the imperial cook in the imperial palace, his wife died young, and he only had a daughter Yu Qianqian under his knees. After Song Yu came here, he was not used to the food here, so he brought them here from the imperial palace after seeking Luo Fuchuan's consent. But he only cooks for Luo Fuchuan and his seven disciples, the other four disciples are in charge of other cooks.

And Xue Aofeng's kitchen is divided into east and west kitchens, the kitchen in charge of Yu Shanghe and Yu Qianqian is the east kitchen, and the one responsible for the four disciples' meals is the west kitchen. Just like the name, the two kitchens are located in opposite directions.

Jing Ya quickly memorized the steps Yu Qianqian told him, and then followed the steps she gave to make it step by step. Although the finished product after the first completion was not very good-looking, the taste was not as good as the ones made by Yu Shanghe and Yu Qianqian. It's as delicious as it is, but it's still edible. I tried it a few more times and succeeded one by one. The taste is close to the ice cream made by Yu Shanghe.

He cheered secretly, although he tried his best to look calm, but the excitement and joy could not be concealed in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to come to the kitchen this time, and there were only him and Yu Qianqian in it, Jing Ya searched the entire kitchen, looking for the ingredients he wanted, and Yu Qianqian followed behind him and looked at him in confusion. Searching: "Xiaoqi, what are you looking for? Tell me, I can help you find it."

"Hmm...do you have sorghum here?"

"Sorghum?" Yu Qianqian was puzzled: "Sorghum is brown rice. What we don't have in the kitchen is in the west kitchen. Mr. Song said he doesn't like to eat that kind of rough food, so he puts what he doesn't like in the west kitchen. side."

"..." Jing Ya smiled helplessly, well, Senior Brother Song deserves to be born as a prince, and his life is delicate, but sorghum is a good thing, although it is a coarse grain, it is good for the body if used properly.

But now is not the time to worry about that kind of thing, Jing Ya said "I'll get it", and then ran away in a hurry, leaving Yu Qianqian standing in the kitchen with a puzzled expression.

When Jingya came back carrying a bag of sorghum rice, he brought Song Yu with him. He met Jingya on the way. Seeing him carrying a bag of rice, he was curious and followed him.

"Qianqian, can you make sorghum wine?"

Yu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Sorghum can make wine? My father never taught me how to make wine."

"Then I'll teach you one, but time is tight this time, I will use spells to speed it up, and you can take it slowly next time you do it."

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Not only Yu Qianqian, but also Song Yu was surprised, Xiaoqi can make wine?Isn't he usually too lazy to go into the kitchen?What's the matter today, does the sun come out from the west?

Jing Ya still remembers what happened when he was a bartender in a bar. Although those people have no impression of them, the methods of making various wines are deeply imprinted in his mind, not to mention the small sorghum wine Down.

According to memory, coupled with the addition of spells, Jing Ya quickly completed the basic steps. Originally, the brewing process of sorghum wine took one and a half months, but Jing Ya used spells to directly subtract the process, and then in the rest Under the shocked eyes of Qianqian and Song Yu, they opened the sealed wooden barrel, and a burst of refreshing fragrance spread in the kitchen.

But this is not the final step. The final step was originally distillation, but there are no tools here, so we can only use the simplest method to separate the sorghum wine from the wooden barrel. The taste is not as pure as the previous drink, but the aroma of sorghum It didn't decrease.

Song Yu and Yu Qianqian hurriedly took the cup and took a sip, both showing shocked expressions, looking in disbelief at Jingya who was seriously finishing the finishing work.

"Xiao Qi, I underestimated you before, but you can actually make wine! The wine made from something like sorghum tastes pretty good!"

"Sorghum can make a lot of other things, Brother Song, you just don't know, next time I'm free, I'll make you some new tricks."

"Okay," Song Yu looked at the sorghum wine that had been separated, and smiled: "Well, Xiao Qi, can I take some of this?"

"For Brother Jiang?"

"Cough cough... um."

"No problem, take it away, just save some for me, I made this specially for Master. Of course, there will be other things."

"Other? What else?"

Jing Ya smiled: "Secret~"

[Congratulations to the host for acquiring a new skill: cooking.Bonus points: 1000. 】

On the day of Luo Fuchuan's birthday, Jingya got up before dawn, went straight to the kitchen, and made all the methods of making various pastries that Yu Qianqian had taught him before, and put the sorghum wine in the flagon cleanly. In addition, Jingya also washed the fruits picked from the back mountain last night and placed them on a plate.

After Yu Shanghe and Yu Qianqian woke up, they found that there was already a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen. They looked at each other, smiled, and then went in to help Jingya.

In Luo Fuchuan's room, there were gifts from the masters of the four sects and their disciples. Boxes of all sizes were piled up in his room, which seemed a bit crowded.

And the gifts of Luo Fuchuan's relatives and disciples are placed on the desk, no different from previous years. If there is any difference, it is probably that Jingya has not given him any gifts this year. In previous years, they were all small ornaments made by himself. Not sure what this year will be.

After walking out of the room, Ye Jinfeng took several disciples to greet him respectfully outside the room, saluted and greeted him.

Luo Fuchuan nodded lightly, and glanced at them, but he didn't see Jingya among them.

"What about Mirror Cliff?"

Song Yu replied with a smile: "Xiao Qi is preparing a birthday present for Master. He has practiced for a long time for this, and today he got up to work before dawn."

"What is it?"

"Master will know when it's time for lunch."

Saying that, Song Yu gave Gu Fuzhi a wink, and she immediately understood, took advantage of Luo Fuchuan's meeting with Mu Yu in Shuimandian and Shangxianlin Muyu, and slipped away, and ran to the kitchen to look for Jingya.

Jingya, who had been busy all morning, was sweating profusely. Because it was a birthday gift, it was inconvenient for Jingya to make it directly with magic. Every dish was made from the morning until now. Afraid of getting cold, she deliberately used a steamer to keep the temperature. The kitchen The temperature inside was even higher, Gu Fuzhi couldn't bear it as soon as she walked to the door, and shouted Jing Ya's name through the door of the kitchen.

"Little Seven!"

Jing Ya looked around looking for prestige: "Senior Sister Gu?"

"Senior Brother Song said that the preparations are ready, and we are waiting for the big meal you prepared for Master. Also, Senior Master Mu Yu and his two disciples are here, and they will have dinner with us."

"Understood, thank you, Senior Sister Gu."

Yu Qianqian wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It seems that we have to speed up, and we need to make some special pastries."

"it is good."

Gu Fuzhi watched Jingya who was busy in the kitchen outside the quiet kitchen, and couldn't help laughing. She remembered that Xiaoqi was too timid to speak when she first started, and she didn't know anything when she was bullied by Senior Sister Yuan. He said that the kitchen is the place where he spends most of his time every day. It seems that if he stays here for a long time, it is not useless at all. This gift from him must be the heaviest among them. will like it.

She smiled, and walked away briskly with her hands behind her back.

Luo Fuchuan walked slowly into the Shuiman Hall, his senior brother Mu Yu Shangxian was already waiting there, his two disciples stood respectfully around him, when they saw Luo Fuchuan coming, they bowed their hands and called him "Master Uncle" .

Luo Fuchuan nodded, and said to the long-haired man leaning sideways on the wooden railing: "Brother, don't come here without any harm."

"Of course I'm fine," Lin Muyu turned around with a smile, her eyes were crooked, and there was a tear mole under her left eye: "But you, junior, have been staying in this mountain all year round, are you alright?"

"No."

Lin Muyu and Luo Fuchuan came from the same school, but their temperaments are completely opposite. Lin Muyu is loose by nature and likes to play around with the world as his home. The time is not long, and Luo Fuchuan is different from him, he is strict with himself, especially with his disciples, he doesn't like to go out, and has been practicing in the mountains all year round.

"Today is your birthday, brother. I don't have anything to give you, brother. A few days ago, I passed by the Northern Jin Kingdom and got a treasure by accident. I gave it to you. The gift is small, so don't hold it against you."

He winked, and his second disciple Yi Qingbei presented a sandalwood box in front of Luo Fuchuan. After opening it, a dazzling golden light instantly radiated out. When the light faded, a peacock made of pure gold came into Luo Fuchuan's eyes. .

"..."

Lin Muyu covered her mouth and snickered, "Do you still like it?"

"Senior brother," Luo Fuchuan put the lid on the sandalwood box, "Your vision is still as bad as ever."

"I'm a senior brother anyway, save face and pretend to like it~"

"Thank you," Luo Fuchuan accepted the sandalwood box: "Brother, it cost you money."

"It's easy to say~"