Bai Ze

"Why did you come here today?" Da Guoshao was a little surprised when he saw Qian Suanzi: "What do you want to use, just ask someone to tell you."

"It's not me, it's Bai Ze, I want to take a look." Qian Suanzi looked down at the young apprentice: "Hey, this is the cauldron."

"Da Guoshao has met my little master uncle..." Da Guoshao was a cook, but he was handsome and fair, cleaner than ordinary monks.

It is probably because cooking is to be imported, so the big pot and spoon itself is very hygienic.

And after seeing the ceremony, he hurriedly put the fried rice out of the pan.

"You're welcome." Bai Ze spoke very sharply now: "Nephew Da Guo Shao, I want to eat grilled chicken wings, colorful chicken wings."

"There are multi-colored chicken wings, which ones are grilled over high heat or low heat?" Da Guoshao talked about his own profession, and said clearly: "The hot ones are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, while the small ones are tender and juicy."

Bai Ze thought for a while, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"Please tell me." Da Guoshao did not underestimate Bai Ze because he was only nine years old.

You know, the whole sect knows that even though he is only nine years old, the baby fat on his face has not fallen off, but he is a monk who has established a foundation.

He himself has just completed the golden elixir, and has not been able to transform the elixir into a baby.

"Roasting chicken wings doesn't have to be over a high heat. You can roast chicken wings in many ways... For example, brush some honey on the chicken wings?" Bai Ze was actually very resentful, because monks pay attention to clarity Xiu, even the cook is no exception.

Since he came here, the food here has been light. Yes, he is a child, so he can't eat too strong and pungent food, neither spicy nor salty.

So he ate all kinds of light meals for seven years... Birds would fade out of his mouth.

Now he needs something with flavor, sweet, salty, spicy, sour...he needs sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

"This is fine!" Sure enough, Daguopiao's eyes lit up: "But... how about using honey from Baiyufeng? That's sweet."

"Forget it, don't use that, it's not like I haven't eaten sweet ones before." Bai Ze wiped his face: "You use chili, there is a kind of grilled wings called super spicy chicken wings!"

"Super spicy chicken wings?" The cauldron thought for a while: "There is a small Chaotian pepper, a small piece can be very spicy, let's try it?"

"Okay!"

One big and one small, it's just a perfect match.

It was just grilled chicken wings, but the big pot was marinated for a while, and then the chicken wings were roasted on the spiritual fire propelled by spiritual power.

The spiciness is very strong, the original meat-colored chicken wings, brushed with this small Chaotian pepper juice... well, the whole chicken wings turned red!

Bai Ze's eyes gleamed... As a result, the fragrance spread out, attracting the wife of the head who passed by here.

"What kind of smell is this?" When the head wife came in, she saw the little brother squatting there, a small lump, beside him excitedly turning over the grilled wings: "Is that the little Chaotian pepper?"

This thing is full of spicy taste. Usually, you can put two in a pot of soup, but now it can be poured, squeezed into juice, and brushed on the chicken wings. How spicy is that.

"Sister-in-law, these are super spicy chicken wings." Bai Ze said enthusiastically, "You can eat them in a while."

This chili oil is blended, fragrant and spicy, absolutely delicious.

The big pot spoon also thinks so, he even thinks that the same food can be multi-flavored, which is how the ingredients can further become delicious.

But the head wife pulled Bai Ze up: "This is too spicy, not suitable for children, go, go back with sister-in-law, sister-in-law made you stir-fried assorted vegetables, we eat that..."

"But, sister-in-law..." Bai Ze turned his head hard, watching the super hot chicken wings getting farther and farther away from him: "I... that..."

My grilled chicken wings, super spicy chicken wings!

But the head wife didn't think that the nine-year-old child was suitable for eating that kind of food, so she just took him away.

After the wife in charge left, Qian Suanzi wandered out from his hiding place and sat on the rocking chair beside him: "The big pot spoon, hurry up, give me one, how about super spicy chicken wings?"

And Bai Ze was watched by his sister-in-law for a meal, and when he saw Master at night, he immediately laughed out loud, "Master, don't you wipe your mouth when you steal food!"

"You little villain, you're cheating Master!" Qian Suanzi was so angry that he died.

The super spicy chicken wings are delicious, but they are too spicy. Even if he used his spiritual power to escape the spiciness, but the part of his mouth that is most exposed to it is still red... If he is not Nascent Soul The monk, like a cauldron, has been spicy out of the mouth of the sausage, okay?

Now the mouth is still bright red, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a woman has put on rouge.

"I told you not to bring some back to my apprentice!" Bai Ze giggled and ran away.

Qian Suanzi felt suffocated, but he had no choice but to make a pot of spiritual tea, and after drinking it, the hot breath was relieved, and the traces on his mouth disappeared.

However, the big pot and spoon really developed a new culinary skill after this turmoil. Not long after, it was actually closed, and the canteen of Chuhuofeng was in charge of his eldest disciple.

"Why do you have to go into seclusion?" Some disciples haven't bigu yet, and what they eat every day is spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables, which are just imported things. Of course, the more delicious the better, the more comfortable they are.

So as an apprentice, his skills are not as good as the master's. Everyone started talking about it, and this cook is also retreating?

"Didn't you cook when you broke through last time?" Everyone felt that the chef was a monk who cultivated the Tao through cooking, so it was closed.

"The last time I made a breakthrough, I was steaming spiritual rice, and that pot of spiritual rice was so fragrant! There are still several Qi refining periods, and after eating it, I have also made a breakthrough!" Everyone talked a lot: "If you do it this time The meal is ready..."

This spiritual rice is like a pill, you will be promoted after eating it.

Most importantly, there are no sequelae!

this point is very important.

When a monk advances, there will be some rewards from heaven, and sometimes such rewards are not even obvious.

Everyone talked a lot, Bai Ze originally wanted to find a big pot and spoon to cook something delicious, but he retreated.

Bai Ze was so depressed, it was Qian Suanzi who said: "The big pot spoon has found some truth in your super spicy chicken wings. Now that I am in seclusion, I don't know if I can turn it into a baby."

"What's the point of this? If you want to eat a chicken wing, you can't eat it." Bai Ze was depressed, and squatted at the door, resting his chin on his hands, a small ball, cute and pitiful.

"Then what do you want?" Qian Suanzi squatted on the ground, face to face with the little apprentice: "Why don't you eat something else?"

"Forget it, drink some spirit rice porridge and eat some pickled spirit vegetables..." Bai Ze said pitifully, "I'll write a letter to my mother and tell my mother that I drink white porridge in Qianji pie. Eat pickles..."

These years, Bai Ze sent two letters to his family every year, saying New Year's greetings, and keeping safe with his family, telling him about some things he was here, and his family also wrote back to him. He knew that his great-grandfather had become a Nascent Soul cultivator. Knowing about Heihu from the Hei family, he joined the Wuyin faction.

Today, the two are still considered evenly matched...