I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

The shopkeeper complained incessantly, and each of them pushed him to ask what dish was so delicious. When they heard that the guests upstairs made it themselves, they all refused to believe it and insisted on dragging the shopkeeper to the kitchen to find out.

As a result, when a group of people rushed to the kitchen noisyly, they saw the fat cook scraping the pot with a spoon and licking it. If it wasn't for the conditional restrictions, they even thought that he would directly pick up the pot on the clay stove and lick it.

The fat cook stuffed the last mouthful of porridge into his mouth, and said calmly: "Everyone, it's past Xu time, so hurry up tomorrow."

As for whether he can have breakfast, that's none of his business. Anyway, he has decided to resign tonight.

"I pay ten taels, just like the guest just now."

"I'll pay 20 taels, let me do it first."

"Let's go, fat cook, we have known each other for many years, why did you hide this skill at the beginning. How about it, I will pay 25 taels, and you will make it right away."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint everyone. The seafood porridge just now was not made by me." The fat cook went straight to the shopkeeper and said with a playful smile: "Shopkeeper, since you are here, I will tell you in advance that I will find Master Now, you should arrange for someone else to do the kitchen work as soon as possible." Anyway, he didn't want to do it.

"You want to resign?" The shopkeeper's eyes widened, a little puzzled, and in the blink of an eye, the cook ran away. Where could he reason.

"Fat cook, how can anyone with your qualifications be willing to accept you as an apprentice? Don't lie to me. How about this? If you think the first month's salary is low, I'll give you an extra tael. What do you think?"

Although this fat chef's cooking skills are not very good, but the key person is agile, and he can cook more or less dishes from south to north, one can be said to be worth three, and the shopkeeper can't help but feel a little anxious.

"Hey, it's not a matter of money or not. I'm leaving, shopkeeper, here is the key to the kitchen." If he was just conquered by Chi Ming's knife skills and the smell of making porridge, then at this moment he is really cast down, the smell , one word: absolutely!

If he does not seize this opportunity, he is afraid that he will not be able to rest in peace after death.

Chi Ming didn't know what happened in the kitchen.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure that could no longer be familiar.

So he threw gold at himself early in the morning just waiting for him here?

"The freshly cooked seafood porridge, do you want to try it?" Chi Ming sometimes felt that the man in front of him gave him a very kind illusion, from being cautious at the beginning to being comfortable with him now.

In this world, he has almost no friends who really care for him, and there are some things he can't say to the people around him, whether it's the monsters of the recipe, or Li Qi and the others.

But Xuanshu is different. Although it appears so suddenly every time, there are several major crises that are resolved because of him.

Sometimes he is a little puzzled, he is just a mere mortal, why does he appear in his world frequently, is it really just because he likes the food he cooks?

Xuanshu stared at the person in front of him with a complicated expression. After many trials, he came to the opposite conclusion.

He's not that half-demon.

But for some reason, he felt familiar again in him.

Before he could answer, Chi Ming scooped up a bowl for him.

Anyway, every time he came, he was just for food, so it was impossible to chat with him.

Chi Ming also filled a bowl for Bai Yao, and sat in the corner with the bowl in his hand, eating slowly.

Xuanshu has not eaten for several days, although he is not hungry, but he will inevitably miss the taste.

The aroma of seafood porridge is like a little fairy who can't wink at people, and it directly probes the tip of his nose.

He didn't think too much, and picked up the spoon and ate gracefully.

The deliciousness of the entrance, the sticky rice porridge moistens the tongue and warms the internal organs.

Before you know it, you will see the bottom.

Xuanshu took a look at Chi Ming, and saw that the other party was eating porridge sideways with his head down, so he filled a bowl by himself.

This time he ate very slowly, the fish was tender and smooth, the scallops were chewy, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyebrows were unconsciously stretched.

Looking at the man with a pleasant expression and a smile on his face, Chi Ming almost thought he was hallucinating.

Right, if you are so good-looking, you should smile more, with a face all day long, just like an unattainable fairy, it must be very tiring.

"What are you laughing at?" Xuanshu felt the other party's gaze, and seeing the other party looking at him and smiling, he was a little messy for a while. Could it be that he got stuck to the rice grains when he drank the porridge?

"No, I just saw you smiling, so..." Chi Ming watched the other party change back to his original cold and indifferent appearance in an instant, and didn't say anything after that.

How could he and him become friends? There was a deep gap between them.

"Thank you for the bone whip you gave me last time. It's very useful." Chi Ming thought of the trip to the island. If it weren't for the blessing of the bone whip, he might have become a puppet in Gu Huo's hands.

Xuanshu stopped eating the porridge, and he was able to force the bone whip to move. What is the relationship between him and the half-demon?

His eyes gradually turned cold, and he got up and walked towards Chi Ming.

Ah, what is this man doing?

He walked towards himself, what to do?

Did he just say something wrong?

Chi Ming asked three times above his head, and stood up with a bang.

For some reason, he instinctively thought of running away.

But the reality is that the soles of his shoes are stuck with 502 glue, and he can't move at all, so he can only watch helplessly as the other person walks towards him step by step.

Shouldn't he be killing him?

Chi Ming closed his eyes instinctively, but he didn't expect his wrist to be grabbed suddenly.

"You're not him. Tell me, do you know Qin Yu?" Xuanshu frowned and looked at the bone whip on the other's wrist, but didn't see the twisted flower that he imagined.

Who is he?

Who is Qin Yu?

Chi Ming was a little confused, he didn't know Qin Yu at all.

"I don't know the person you mentioned, please let me go." Although it doesn't hurt to be held by the wrist by the other party, but being held so intimately by a big man always feels a bit strange.

Xuanshu stared at Chi Ming, not letting go of the slightest change in his eyes.

The warm and delicate touch of his palm brought him back to his senses.

He let go of Chi Ming's hand, and put that hand behind his back.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely embarrassing, Bai Yao had already run back to hide in the cookbook.

As soon as Chi Ming was free, he walked towards the bed. It was wrong to think about it, and he walked towards the window, but the room was not big. Even if the two of them were like this, Chi Ming could hear his heavy breathing .

When he was looking at where Xuanshu was standing, there was no one there.

He let out a breath, just now he wanted to treat him as a friend, but now it seems that he should keep a little distance from him.

He discovered that he didn't actually know him.

I only heard that Bai Yao said that he was very powerful, but that was all there was to it.

After falling asleep, Chi Ming had a smelly and lengthy dream.

He usually sleeps well and rarely dreams, but last night he dreamed of Xuanshu for the first time.

He dreamed that he was back in the modern society and was racing against time to answer the questions. Then when he wrote the pen, he found that he had forgotten all the knowledge points he had learned. Except for the blind multiple-choice questions, he could not fill in the blanks and answer the questions.

When he was frantic with depression, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure sitting beside him.

The man had already got up to hand in the test paper.

"The big guy is the big guy, and he has to be the first in age every semester, so amazing!"

"He not only studies well, but also has an excellent family background. I heard that his parents are like this."

The visitor gave a thumbs up gesture.

"It's not like some people. They don't study well, their family background is mediocre, and they still want to pursue the third generation of others."

Then, Chi Ming saw that all the students around him looked at him with contempt, as if he was Cinderella who wanted to change her fate against the sky.

"I'm not! I'm not!"

After Chi Ming finished his roar, he realized that it was a dream.

What made him blush even more was that he actually roared out.

He covered his face, his cheeks were a little hot.

These are all messed up dreams. He hasn't been back to school for 800 years. What kind of dream is he answering exam questions?

Chi Ming got up with a world-weary face that should not be approached by strangers.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the fat cook squatting at the door holding wash water and towels.

"When you wake up, the washing water is still hot, just right." The fat cook had been guarding here for a long time, and after returning last night, he was so excited that he didn't sleep well at all. He was thinking of ways to make the other party accept him all night.

Anyway, he had figured it out. When he was young, he would be a hero in the forest. Now he would abandon evil and do good to do what he likes. No matter what, he couldn't be dismissed by one or two rejections.

The old ancestor said well, people are shameless and invincible in the world, even if he doesn't want this old face, he will follow him shamelessly.

Chi Ming also wondered if the service of this inn is so good now, they have prepared the washing water early, but this job should not be done by this fat cook.

He took the wooden basin calmly, and washed his face with the cotton handkerchief that he brought with him.

"I made it for you earlier, would you like to eat it now?" The fat cook seemed to be juggling a huge food box from nowhere.

"can."

This service is good, and I can give some rewards later.

Chi Ming nodded. Originally, he planned to go to the street outside to see the local delicacies. Since there are ready-made ones, he stopped tossing back and forth.

"This is fish soup noodles, three-sided buns, thousand-layer oil cake, and glutinous rice balls. You have a taste." The fat cook bowed his body, his back and waist couldn't hold back the endless respect in his chest, and his eyes were quite bright.

"The appearance is good." Chi Ming commented as he looked at the stacks of breakfasts placed on the table in an orderly manner.

"Try it first."

The fat cook's face was covered with a smile, as if he had been praised by the emperor, and the joy in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Fish noodle soup tastes authentic, and it is more successful than last night's Dadi fish porridge. If you put eel bones and pig bones in the soup, the soup will be more fresh and thick. In addition, it is best to choose crucian carp from the river. , the fresher the better."

Chi Ming took a sip and commented very pertinently.

Fish noodle soup is a favorite of Taizhou people, and it is a taste that old Taizhou people will never forget.

The soup is milky white, and the noodles are smooth and springy, which is the essence of fish soup noodles.

I didn't expect to be able to eat such special delicacies when I came to Jiangze Mansion.

Chi Ming then commented on the remaining breakfasts.

The fat cook nodded repeatedly, and he nodded every time Chi Ming said something, wishing he could take a note down.

A burst of compact gongs and drums came from outside the window, interrupting Chi Ming's voice, he paused, got up and walked towards the window.