The villains seem to be intimidated by me

001.

Hearing the sound, Bai Moru turned his head and saw that the few people who were carefully preparing the dishes in their hands just now were all staring at each other with very ugly expressions.

Among the six people, three people have already finished cooking, and the three people who have finished cooking have already visited each other's table. Although they haven't tasted each other's dishes, the difficulty and meanness on their faces are clearly written come out.

These few people were not good at dealing with each other, so they were naturally very harsh and severe to each other. Bai Moru saw nothing wrong with the three dishes from a distance, but the three of them just kept scolding them endlessly. It's okay to scold, and even listed one, two, three, four, five. If it weren't for the fact that the other party had already become angry and yelled, I'm afraid they could still list seven, eight, or ninety.

Seeing the people who were extremely serious just now, they all stood aside and pointed at each other's nose and scolded like shrews at the moment, Bai Moru finally understood why Old Xu and the others told him not to go easily with others He is too close to make a good relationship, lest others think he is on the team.

Because according to Bai Moru's temperament, let him go up like this with his hips on his hips and point his nose at the other party and scold him.

The three of them quarreled more and more, and even cursed some ugly words.

And the remaining three people who were still cooking, saw this posture and put down their movements one after another, and joined the battle.

However, the posture of these three people is even scarier than the previous three, because some of them have not had time to put down the kitchen knife...

A group of six people were red-faced. Although they all adhered to the rule of using words but not hands, they didn't go forward to grab each other by the collar and beat them hard, but the knife in their hands was shining coldly, but they slashed across the opponent's face again and again.

The teahouse was originally filled with a bit of elegance for exchanging information, although because of the vegetables, fish, meat, chicken, duck, etc. in this room, that bit of elegance was almost non-existent, but it still had a bit of taste.

But now that those people are making noise, this room no longer looks like an exchange meeting, but instead looks like some strange organization is shopping.

Just when Bai Moru was stunned and his brow was sweating, someone from the onlookers stood up and seemed to want to persuade him to fight.

Compared to Bai Moru's shock, those people were obviously used to this posture.

There were more and more people arguing, and those who persuaded the quarrel were reckless at first, but then they couldn't help but start talking. After a while, the room became as noisy as a vegetable market again.

Bai Moru stood far away in the corner. After the initial shock, he couldn't help thinking of a joke in his mind.

Don't mess with the cook. If you mess with other people, you will be beaten up at most. If you mess with the cook, the other party might just pick up the knife and come...

At that time, Bai Moru didn't think this joke was funny, he even thought it was a bit cold, but now seeing the group of people who used the knife, he couldn't help but feel a little funny with cold sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately, the quarrels of these people did not last too long, and soon someone stood up and said something fair. That person was a man who looked a little older. He stood on the table with two knives in his hand. Bang Bang smashed together, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, since everyone is not convinced, then follow the old rules."

The noisy people below finally calmed down, and they walked to both sides skillfully one after another, standing in line.The rest of the crowd stood aside.

Bai Moru shrank obediently to the outermost corner of the wall, he couldn't afford to provoke him, could he still hide?

The man standing on the table saw that everyone had lined up and said, "Then please come forward if you are interested in tasting these dishes. There are ten people in total."

After speaking to the people who were obviously in a wait-and-see state, he turned back to the two groups of people who cherished every minute and every second and stared at each other and said: "Win or lose is up to them to decide, whether you win or lose, you can win or lose." Opinions, but never admit defeat."

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice a long time ago. Before the person finished speaking, seven or eight people had already walked out of the group of people who were in a wait-and-see state.

Just as Bai Moru was surprised, the black-clothed chef surnamed Zhang who was standing next to Bai Moru also walked out.

After another moment, ten people stood up.

Most of the people who came here were older men, and there were also women, but fewer of them. Among the people who stood up now was a woman.

At the age of 40, wearing plain sackcloth, the years have left some marks on her face, but it can't hide the light in her eyes.

Except for her, the rest are nothing to look at, they are all a group of old men.

Everyone helped to move the table and put it among the crowd, and then the six dishes were placed on both sides of the table, and someone grabbed a chopstick barrel and put it in the middle, and the simple competition table was set up.

The ten people who were selected were also unambiguous, and they went forward to get the chopsticks one after another, and then turned around the table.

First they looked at it, then they smelled it, and finally everyone moved their chopsticks.

Bai Moru stood on the periphery of the crowd, and through the gaps between the people in front, he could vaguely see the ten people who seemed to be talking with their heads down, but he couldn't see the dishes on the table very clearly.

After about half a cup of tea, the ten people put down their chopsticks one after another.

Seeing this, the people around who were chatting in small words quieted down one after another, waiting for the words of the ten people.

The first man who stood up walked to the side while speaking, "Master Yao's sweet and sour pork ribs this time are three-thirds tasty, not greasy, but fragrant on the lips and teeth."

After No.1, the second one also stood up, "I also voted for Master Yao. Master Yao's sweet and sour pork ribs are really good this time. I didn't expect that Master Yao's craftsmanship has reached such a level in just one year." ,I admire you."

This year, both of them are on the same team, so the two teams who originally hated and stared at each other are naturally a happy couple and a sad team.

Fortunately, the third person did not stand in the same team, but stood in another pair, "I vote for Master Yang. Master Yang's stewed eggplant with braised pork mince looks simple, but in fact it has a wonderful connotation. The fried eggplants in the current high season keep the eggplants soft without discoloration, and the timing is just right.”

The fourth one was the only woman in the team. She also stood in the first team, but what she commented was not the sweet and sour pork ribs, but the braised tofu made by another member of the same team.

Immediately after that came the fifth and the sixth, and when all ten people stood in line, the winner could be seen at a glance.

The winner is the first team, and that team has two more people than the other side.

The loser's face naturally couldn't be better, but what made Bai Moru find it funny was that the winner was unambiguously shivering, shaking their heads and blushing, and their words contained guns and sticks Yes, it looks like it's almost time to buy firecrackers to set off.

Fortunately, the loser was more sensible, although he was very angry, but he didn't care about it with the winner, and let the winner get his way there.

For such a result, everyone is also accustomed to it, and they dispersed after watching the excitement.

However, although the people on the losing side didn't look for trouble on the winning side, they didn't let go of the few people who helped them make reviews.

Just when Bai Moru was about to go upstairs to check the situation, the master who caught up with them seemed to have fixed him, but was entangled by one of them.

"Master Zhang, you just said that my cooking is not as good as that guy's, so please enlighten me." A man with flushed faces rushed over angrily, with fists in his hands, but veins throbbing on his forehead .

Hearing that several people around looked towards this side, the master Zhang was stopped by him, he quickly turned his head to look at Bai Moru who was about to go upstairs and wanted Bai Moru to wait for him.

When Bai Moru saw him, he quickly quickened his pace and ran up the stairs without any intention of waiting for him.

Master Zhang is also a troublesome guy, he doesn't want to get involved with this kind of person anymore, so as not to cause trouble for himself.

When Bai Moru went upstairs, he was soon attracted by the large and small water tanks upstairs.

Most of the ingredients on the downstairs are relatively simple and common ones, and many of them can be bought in the nearby vegetable market, but the ingredients on the upper floor are completely different and rare.

There are many water tanks of different sizes on one side of the upper floor, which are filled with fish, shrimp and crabs that are considered precious in this capital, while on the other side, there are many dry goods.

Bai Moru walked around the fish and shrimp side, only looking at it curiously, but the side with dry goods completely attracted Bai Moru's attention.

Bai Moru made dim sum, and most of the ingredients used in this dim sum belonged to dry goods, and less fresh food was used.

Bai Moru walked around here, and he saw many things that moved his heart. Apart from some common things, he even saw some gelatin inside.

When Bai Moruxue made dim sum, the ingredients used were relatively complete and novel, such as butter, fungi, or some chocolates, were already ready-made, and could be bought at any time.But after he got here, he couldn't get many things, so there were a lot less snacks he could make, and edible gelatin was one of them.

Edible gelatin is degraded and processed from the bones and skin collagen of pigs, cattle, sheep and other animals through more than a dozen processes. It has a wide range of uses and can be made into jelly, pudding, mousse and other foods.

When Bai Moru wanted to make a cake before, he thought about gelatin, but because the production method was too troublesome and the success rate was extremely low, he didn't make it.

Now that I see it, I can't help but feel a little moved.

It's just that the ingredients here are strictly forbidden to take away according to the regulations, so even if he is tempted, he can only watch helplessly.

Just when Bai Moru was looking at the gelatin that was about to saliva, the two people who were making a fuss at the stairs came upstairs, and the master Zhang led the person who asked him to judge to come to Bai Moru with red faces. , before Bai Moru could escape, he grabbed Bai Moru, "Come and judge us."

Bai Moru tugged at the sleeves that were being grabbed by him, the smile on his face was slightly cracked, "Master Zhang, you forgot that I can't cook."

The man who came to judge with the master Zhang heard Bai Moru's words, his eyes immediately widened, "Master Zhang, what do you mean, find someone who can't cook to judge for us?"

The man had a loud voice, and when he roared, many people upstairs heard him, and everyone looked towards him.

Hearing that Bai Moru doesn't know how to cook, some people couldn't help but look at Bai Moru curiously.

The master Zhang straightened his body, and shouted back unceremoniously, "What's the matter if he can't cook? He can't cook, but he can still cook better than you."

002.

"You--" That person was very angry, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently.

But he couldn't win with the master Zhang, so he turned his head and looked at Bai Moru who was trying to pull the clothes from the master Zhang.

Bai Moru was stared at by him for no reason, and the smile on his face couldn't help being a little embarrassed, "Haha..."

"Okay, then I'd like to see what he can come up with!" The man stared at Bai Moru.

Bai Moru didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he gave up on continuing to save his sleeve, and looked at the master Zhang helplessly, not understanding what the two of them were arguing about now.

"Come with me." Master Zhang dragged Bai Moru and walked downstairs.

Seeing this, the people upstairs let Bai Moru go, and turned to continue their work.

After Bai Moru and the man were called downstairs by Master Zhang, they quickly returned to the front of the table where the six dishes were just placed.

The table has been placed here since it was set up, and so are the six dishes on the table. After the game, other people came to taste the taste, so now there are almost no dishes on the table.

The master Zhang dragged Bai Moru to the table, then chose one of the dishes and put it in front of Bai Moru, "What do you think of this?"

Bai Moru raised the chopsticks that were forcibly stuffed into his hands, and after looking at a square piece of meat in the twice-cooked pork in front of him, he put it in his mouth.

This time, Huiguorou is a Sichuan dish that can be prepared in many ways. Even Bai Moru, who is not a cook, knows that the taste of this dish is different from almost every family, and each has its own characteristics.

When the meat entered his mouth, Bai Moru couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly comfortably. Although he was not familiar with the man who was pestering Master Zhang, he had to praise his cooking skills really well.

The twice-cooked pork is made of evenly fat and thin pork belly. Generally speaking, there is some fat in the twice-cooked pork. It is a bit greasy when you eat it in your mouth, but this piece of meat does not have the slightest greasy taste. It is very elastic. After being mixed with rich-flavored lean meat, the light meat aroma permeates the mouth, which is somewhat addictive.

Before Bai Moru had finished eating, the master Zhang put another dish in front of Bai Moru, which was a dish of fried green peppers with sliced ​​meat.

Stir-fried green peppers with sliced ​​meat belongs to Jiangxi cuisine. It is a home-cooked dish with green peppers and sliced ​​tenderloin as the main ingredients. It has the same effect as the twice-cooked pork.

These two dishes are somewhat similar, but the taste is different. Twice-cooked meat is fragrant, but this sliced ​​meat with green peppers is full of color, fragrance, and tender meat. The taste is pure and spicy but not dry.

After the two dishes were finished, Bai Moru hesitated a little. To his taste, he prefers the spicy meat sliced ​​green pepper, but it would be too childish to decide the winner with this.

"How?" Seeing that Bai Moru put down his chopsticks and didn't wait for the other person to speak, the master Zhang asked, "Which sword skill do you think is better?"

Bai Moru, who was about to speak, choked on his saliva, and the spiciness in the sliced ​​green pepper meat that he had just swallowed made Bai Moru's eyes watery.

"Sword skills?" Bai Moru was at a loss, he had been busy eating just now, and he didn't even have time to take a closer look.

"That's right, you don't know how to cook, so why don't I ask you about your knife skills?" The master's expression was taken for granted.

Bai Moru immediately covered his mouth and coughed twice to the side. He had already made up his mind to avoid this Master Zhang and stay as far away from him as possible.

At first, he only thought that this master was really annoying, but now he felt that probably no one in this room was normal.

Bai Moru looked a little embarrassed and looked down at the dishes on the plate, trying to re-watch which of the two dishes was better.But since we don't compare the taste or the way of doing it, Bai Moru can vaguely distinguish some differences just by looking at the saber skill.

"If you only look at the skill of the knife, I think the twice-cooked pork will be better this time." Bai Moru said, "If you are wrong, don't bother with me, I don't know how to cook these things. But in the twice-cooked pork, the meat slices are even in size, The thickness is well controlled, and the key point is that each slice is evenly fat and thin. Although the other sliced ​​green peppers are also cut very well, I think this time the pot pork is better."

What I really want to say is that the twice-cooked pork has some advantages in the selection of materials. The thickness and size of the two people's meat looks similar, but the twice-cooked pork is evenly thick and well-proportioned, which makes it look better.

In fact, Bai Moru felt that it was a bit too fussy to insist on making a distinction between such ordinary home-cooked dishes.

But probably for this group of experts, the smaller and common things are, the better they can see the quality of the cook itself.

After Bai Moru said this, a smile appeared on that master's face, while the other person was a little displeased.

"I don't think this alone can be used as a reason for me to lose, and it's not convincing at all." He looked at the two dishes on the table and then at Bai Moru, apparently a little disapproving of letting Bai Moru cook the decider.

This man is younger than Master Zhang, and his temper is more irritable. If he is not convinced, he is not convinced. His posture is clearly that if Master Zhang does not persuade him, he will never give up.

"If you're still not convinced, why don't you go and ask that person for another match?" Bai Moru suggested as he got up.

The original intention of setting up this venue is to give this group of people more opportunities to communicate. If you are not convinced, then compare again. This is the purpose of this venue.

At this time, if I hide it, I will be the one who suffers.

In fact, before Bai Moru came here, he also wanted to see the dim sum made by other dim sum chefs. Although he was not competitive, he still wanted to inquire a little bit, but it seemed that he hadn't seen a dim sum chef since he came in.

"Hmph... who wants to compare with him!" Hearing Bai Moru's words, the man's face turned red, and his eyes unintentionally turned to a man standing not far away who was looking at this side.

The man had obviously been paying attention to this side from a distance from the very beginning, seeing the people on this side looking at him, the man didn't even notice that the people in front of him were talking to him.

Seeing the man peeking at him, the man in the distance immediately put on a face with his nostrils upturned, and directly jumped the man standing beside Bai Moru with anger.

"Who wants to compare with him!" the man repeated through gritted teeth.

Bai Moru's gaze flicked between the two of them, and he couldn't help but shook his head amusedly, the two seemed to have frequent contacts on weekdays, and if they weren't best friends, they were probably half friends.

When such a person quarrels, being caught between two people is really pitiful to that master.

Bai Moru looked at the master with sympathy and shook his head, with a sympathetic expression that he could not be saved.

That master Zhang was already having a headache from being entangled by that man, but seeing Bai Moru looking at him like this, the veins on his forehead suddenly twitched.

But this time, Bai Moru didn't give him another chance, he turned around and pulled Shan Yucheng who was at the side, then turned and ran away, letting the master Zhang call him from behind, he also pretended not to hear.

After the two went upstairs again, Bai Moru stared warily at the stairs, with an expression of guard against thieves.

After staring for a while, Bai Moru breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two people over there did not catch up, but when he turned around, he saw Shan Yucheng looking at him with a smile.

"What?" Bai Moru asked.

"If you like this place, how about I accompany you next time?" Shan Yucheng asked softly, with a bit of pampering and indulgence in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Who said I like it? These people are unreasonable." Bai Moru's heartbeat slowed down a beat, "Don't you see that I'm hiding from a thief?"

Shan Yucheng just smiled and said nothing, but he was already planning in his mind that before the next gathering, he must find a way to take care of Bai Moru's body so that he would not lose a lot of weight along the way.

Thinking of this, Shan Yucheng's eyes became more distressed and worried.

Because of his weak body, this person is not a very strong body. Because of the long and hard journey, he has lost a lot of weight in a short time, and now he has to go back in a few days. Will he return to the small town? Was this person so thin that he disappeared?

If this person is really so thin that he disappears, so thin that he disappears from this world, then where will he find this person?

Although Shan Yucheng knew that his worries were meaningless, he still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

He looked at the person in front of him, counted the radiant smiles on the brows of the person in front of him, and suddenly felt an urge to hug this person.

It's just that this is not their small courtyard, but a gathering that is probably very important to Bai Moru, and he can't let Bai Moru settle down at this time.

To be able to fall in love with Bai Moru, to be able to get Liu Ru's understanding, to be able to get his father's tacit consent, to be able to join hands with Bai Moru, is already a great happiness for him.

It's just that this kind of happiness can't be with the world after all. When they are in their small courtyard, they can have no scruples. When they leave the courtyard, they have to be limited by the eyes of the world.

Just when Shan Yucheng lowered his head and shifted his gaze to suppress his impulsiveness, he suddenly felt a warm touch on his face, and when he raised his head slightly, he found that Bai Moru's hand had landed on his face.

"What are you thinking?" Bai Moru stretched out his hand and pinched Shan Yucheng's fair cheek affectionately, "Why are you so stupid?"

Shan Yucheng felt the temperature on his face in a daze. After hearing Bai Moru's questioning and seeing the worry in Bai Moru's eyes, his protruding nose soured, and a hot current rushed to his limbs in his chest cavity. open.

The behavior of the two was a bit too intimate, and there were quite a few people around who were looking over here.

Shan Yucheng raised his hand and took Bai Moru's hand off his face, holding it silently.His amber eyes overflowed with a bit of firmness, so what if he is intolerant?

As long as he is still alive, he will protect this person in his hands, in his mouth and in his heart!If anyone dares to point at him and make irresponsible remarks, he will chop off his finger!Whoever dares to talk behind his back, he will tear his mouth!

003.

Shan Yucheng looked at Bai Moru who didn't seem to notice that his hand was being held by him, he changed the subject with a smile and asked, "Do you want to ask if there is anyone who knows how to make dim sum?"

When Bai Moru was reminded like this, he immediately remembered it.

Bai Moru had already inquired with Wang Du before, and there were indeed two or three chefs who were famous for making dim sum here. It was supposed to be recommended by Wang Du, but Wang Du hadn't come yet.

"Where did that old boy go, and let me go..." Bai Moru couldn't help but blame him, "It's not for him to make a snack next time."

Seeing Bai Moru gritted his teeth fiercely, Shan Yucheng couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Turning his head, he stared coldly at those who were looking this way, and stared all of them back.

"How about I go and ask for you?" Shan Yucheng said again.

"Forget it, let's wait for that kid Wang Du!" Bai Moru said, everyone in the venue didn't know what their thoughts were, what if he got into trouble again?

Just thinking about it, Bai Moru suddenly thought of another person, "It's really not possible, let's go down and ask that master?"

"That's good." Shan Yucheng nodded, "This meeting will only take about ten days in total, and Wang Du doesn't know when it will arrive. If there is a delay of five or six days, we can't wait forever Bar?"

Hearing this, Bai Moru thought about the same thing, and led Shan Yucheng to go downstairs again, and while walking down, Bai Moru secretly prayed that the two of them had finished their entanglement.

However, Bai Moru's expectations were in vain. When he went downstairs, the master Zhang was still entangled, and this time there was another person beside him, the man with the upturned nostrils before.

Bai Moru stood at the stairs and looked hesitantly at the three people gathered together, hesitating whether to go over, but Master Zhang had already spotted him over there, "Master Bai, come here!"

That master Zhang was full of anger when he called out, Bai Moru couldn't hide anymore when he called out like that, so he had to walk over obediently.

"You guys haven't reached a conclusion yet?" Bai Moru smiled wryly.

He didn't know what happened during the time he went up and down the stairs, and the master Zhang was already full of anger, as if he was very angry.

"You came just in time, you came to be our judge." The master Zhang pointed to Bai Moru and said.

"You?" Bai Moru was slightly startled, why did Master Zhang participate in the competition between the two of them?

Before Bai Moru could ask, the three of them found their own stoves and started to make preparations.

But after a while, another group of people gathered around, but this time compared with the previous game, there were much fewer people gathered around, only five or six.

This time the competition was still on knife skills, and fish cutting, because this was the fastest and the only one that Bai Moru could distinguish between good and bad.

After another moment, three small dishes were placed in front of Bai Moru.

Bai Moru took a look at the chopsticks as before, and then divided the fish in the plate into high and low.

It's just that as soon as the result came out, even the master's face couldn't hold back anymore this time.Because of the results given by Bai Moru, the master ranked second, and the victorious person was the one who stared at the man beside him with his nostrils upturned.

Seeing that Bai Moru said that he was the best, the man immediately hooked up with Bai Moru, "You still have sharp eyes, unlike some people who don't admit defeat. My surname is Wang, what's your name, make friends? "

There were thorns in the man's words, and Master Zhang and the other man on the opposite side were jumping.

Bai Moru looked at the man with his shoulders, and guessed in his heart that the reason why Master Zhang would be involved by these two people was probably because of this man's unreasonable mouth.

"Hahaha...Master Zhang, why don't we go for a walk?" Bai Moru pushed the man away and talked to Master Zhang with a smile.

Master Zhang's face turned blue and purple, and after a while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Don't be too complacent, kid!"

Master Zhang said this to the master surnamed Wang. When he spoke, his teeth clicked.

"What? Don't you want to compete again?" Master Wang had that nostril upturned look again.

Bai Moru was feeling a headache, but there was a weird smile on the master's face, his eyes shifted and landed on Bai Moru's face, "There are many people in this world who are much better at sword skills than you , don’t think that you are really powerful.”

But Master Wang thought he was just showing off his quick tongue, and said without thinking: "Then you called out, let me see, so that I can be convinced and shut up."

This man surnamed Wang had a really poisonous mouth, as soon as the words came out, both Master Wang and his good friend turned pale with anger.

Just when the master Zhang opened his mouth and was about to say something, an acquaintance came over from the side, it was the gray-haired old man who had lent Bai Morurang a spare knife before.

Seeing the old man approaching, those who watched the excitement nearby and the master Zhang all shut up, and the three put away the anger and provocation on their faces, and stood up straight.

Bai Moru was puzzled, and was looking at the people around him, but saw the gray-haired old man come to the desk in front of him, took chopsticks and looked at the three dishes of fish on the table.

"Master Fang..." Chef Wang, who has a poisonous mouth and likes to look at people with his nostrils upturned, cupped his fists at the gray-haired old man. Just about to say something, the gray-haired old man called Master Fang put down Chopsticks.

"When you're young, don't be arrogant about your talents. There are too many powerful people in this world." The gray-haired master Fang said lightly.

Although he didn't criticize anyone by name, the one with the ugliest expression was undoubtedly Master Wang with his nostrils upturned.

Master Zhang at the side met another person, and quickly cupped his fists at him, and the two said in unison: "Master Fang is right."

The gray-haired old man ignored them, but turned his head to look at Bai Moru. He didn't speak, but only looked Bai Moru up and down.

Bai Moru was most afraid that he would look at him like this. From the first time they met to the second to the third time now, this man looked at him with this kind of eyes every time they met. numb.

"Master Fang..." Bai Moru hugged him like the others did.

The origin of this person's identity is obviously unusual, which can be seen from the respectful attitude of other people towards him.It's just that I don't know what the identity of this person is, and why I always have trouble with him.

"Your surname is Bai?" Master Fang asked with his hands behind his back.

The corner of Bai Moru's mouth couldn't help twitching, this was the third time this person asked him this question, "Yes, Bai Moru..."

"Oh, I just checked the roster." The old man surnamed Fang said, "I haven't seen you before. This is your first time here? The roster says you're a snack maker?"

"Yes." Bai Moru nodded.

Master Fang nodded, walked around Bai Moru again, looked Bai Moru up and down, and then said: "It's rare for us to make dim sum here."

Bai Moru didn't know what he wanted to say, so he ignored it, just stood there and let him look at him.

Those who saw this scene around them also had some doubts in their eyes, obviously not understanding what Master Fang wanted to do.

After a while, Master Fang opened his mouth and said, "Then you make some dim sum and I'll try it."

That Master Fang said it as a matter of course, but everyone was surprised when they heard it. Do you want to make dim sum?

Bai Moru also looked at him in surprise, could this person also make dim sum?

"Master Fang also cooks dim sum?" Bai Moru was a little excited, wandering around here all morning, he was tired of watching these people cook.

Master Fang shook his head, "No, I just ate a lot, so I want to try your cooking."

When Bai Moru heard the words, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but he didn't refuse, "How about upstairs?" He also wanted to hear these people's comments on the dim sum he made.

After saying that, the two naturally walked upstairs, but Master Wang who was secretly reprimanded by Master Fang was a little unwilling, "Then this competition of sword skills..."

"Go back and practice hard." Master Fang stopped, "You might as well be a snack maker!"

The author has something to say: I am moving recently, so today's update has been delayed for a while, and tomorrow's update will still be updated as usual a few hours later.