Yang Yu, who had been arguing with his senior brothers and sisters for a long time and split the duck into three, looked back and saw Abao lying limp in Miluo's arms, turning into a bear cake. While closing his eyes and enjoying the caress, he opened his mouth wide and waiting for feeding. He was stunned.

She looked at the iron pot that Abao had thrown to the side, and looked at the loose chef's clothes, and felt dizzy.

Miluo, who noticed the other party's sight, stopped his hand with some nonchalance, opened his mouth wide and waited for a long time, opened his eyes and looked at Miluo with a strange whimpering sound.

But Milu still didn't react. Abao couldn't help but follow Milu's gaze and saw Yang Yu holding a kitchen knife in his hand, looking at him with a kind look. Abao couldn't help but recall the expression when he had not become Yang Yu's companion treasure, the other party found that he had eaten the food.

The whole bear suddenly started to bounce, took the pot and returned to Yang Yu's side, widened his eyes and looked at Yang Yu pitifully.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, and finally another deep breath. Yang Yu kept her face easygoing, weighed Abao's weight, walked to Miluo, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, Abao likes to eat, and he doesn't know if he can stop."

"It's okay."

Miluo smiled and shook her head, took out the Baihua Cake and asked, "Do you want to try it? This is the dish that one of my senior brothers is best at. It is said that I learned it from Wuwei and a master."

"Baihua cake?" Ding Wuli and Zhu Qi, who could not help but leaned over their heads, looked at the pastry twice, and were stunned.

Yang Yu was also a little surprised. She naturally understood her companion treasure.

Based on her observations during this period, although Abao has very low requirements for food, the worse the quality, the more mechanically made food it consumes.

On the contrary, those foods that contain the heart and are purely handmade have very little intake and can easily be full.

According to her observation, Abao should be in the food.

In the words of the kitchen, it means the heart, the intention, and the spirit of the kitchen are first-class.

In the words of immortality, Abao's food is actually the chef himself, the food, and the corresponding culture, which resonate with each other, and even conforms to a certain humanitarian and legal concept.

Logically speaking, the most suitable food for Abao is the result of careful production by the chef monks, including his obsession with cooking.

As a major category in southern pastries, Baihua Cake has long been inclined to the standard after years of changes. It is the type that is not easy to make but difficult to make but difficult to stand out.

Yang Yu recalled the changes brought about by Miro's past food making, picked up a piece of Baihua cake and put it into his mouth.

Like in the past, Miro's skill in making the Baihua cake has reached its peak, but the flavor inside is still a little worse.

"No! This taste..."

Zhu Qi and Ding Wuli, who also ate Baihua Cake, changed their faces at the same time.

Ding Wuli reached out and held his cheek and whispered: "Plump, soft, sweet, fragrant, and fragrant flowers lingered in his mouth. This is the manifestation of the craftsmanship of the Baihuacake. It is like flowers blooming, layer after layer of petals open, bringing a lot of flavors, stirring up the inspiration, and there are some unique craftsmanship and techniques, but there are some changes. But what is this smell? Why can I feel the artistic conception of the blooming flowers in it? This is obviously not the work of a chef monk..."

Ding Wuli's eyes were blurred. She felt that she was not in Taiyue Mountain, but in the legendary Wanhua Valley. Flowers were blooming around her, and countless elves jumped out of it, surrounded her, and took her to travel among the mountains and fields.

"Wait a minute, it's not right..."

Ding Wuli is the true teaching of Baiweilou. Although the batch of Baihua cakes produced by Miluo were specially made to entertain many monks, the new work contained his new insights during this period.

But in terms of kitchen skills, he is still much worse than Ding Wuli.

Ding Wuli noticed some information hidden behind the Baihuacake. She picked up another piece of Baihuacake and put it into her mouth. Flames ignited around her, trying to destroy the Baihuacake's artistic conception contained in the Baihuacake.

Zhu Qi and Yang Yu next to him looked at the true teachings from Wanmintang strangely.

Miluo smiled and said, "It's worthy of being Wanmintang. Can you taste the methods I used in Baihua Cake so quickly?"

When Zhu Qi and Yang Yu heard this, they also looked at Ding Wuli. They saw phantoms of various flowers gradually appearing in the flames around her, but these phantoms quickly disappeared into the stove fire, turned into bits of dust, fell on the ground, and turned into a vast land.

"This is……"

Yang Yu widened his eyes, and Miluo explained: "I am not a chef monk. Therefore, the production of Baihua Cake is not as high as you. Many flowers tastes from dried flowers. If these petals were not specially treated, the vitality and Baihua Inspiration would have long disappeared. In the past, I integrated my own perception of Baihua in a way similar to copying scriptures. But now..."

"Now, you choose to use the artistic conception of hundreds of flowers as a tip. In fact, you are guiding the atmosphere of the earth contained in the grains to carry the atmosphere of hundreds of flowers, and using this to guide the artistic conception of various flowers to grow naturally. These methods are natural and are not inferior to the production of ordinary chef monks. No wonder Junior Sister Yang Yu likes you so much and wishes to pull you into Baiweilou."

Ding Wuli's last words made Miluo and Yang Yu feel embarrassed.

Zhu Qi tasted two more pieces of flower cake before he realized Milu's technique. His eyes when he looked at Miluo could not help but shine, and he couldn't help but take a step.

But soon, Zhu Qi recalled that Miluo was the true teaching of Miaoyou Sect. After thinking for a while, he said, "Miluo, are you interested in participating in the Immortal Food Competition every Jiazi in Baiweilou?"

"Immortal Food Competition?"

Miluo looked at Yang Yu with some curiosity, and Yang Yu explained: "This is another method of recruiting disciples on Baiweilou. But then again, this Immortal Food Competition seems to be held with the Golden Rainbow Festival that worships the Emperor because of the Six Officials. I'm afraid there will be many hidden chefs participating, which should be very lively."

When Milu heard this, she couldn't help but shake her head and said, "I am a disciple of Miaoyou Sect. I'd better forget about this kind of kitchen event."

"You and I can team up, I'm responsible for finding ingredients and making cold cuts, and you can make pastries and hot food."

Zhu Qi hurriedly explained, and Yang Yu immediately retorted: "Zhu Qi, Miluo wants to join the team with me, what are you doing?"

Seeing Zhu Qi and Yang Yu who were facing each other, Milu couldn't help but take two steps back, came to Ding Wuli, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with them?"

"Isn't this very obvious? I'm fighting for you."

Ding Wuli smiled and said, "I can see this, but why? Although my methods are a little strange, they should only be called inconsistent than the methods you wait for the kitchen."

"You don't have to belittle yourself. Although your cooking techniques are not a subtle technique for those seniors in the kitchen. However, for us monks who are still exploring in the early stages of the kitchen, it is of great reference value and reference value."

Speaking of this, Ding Wuli couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth, as if he was savoring the taste of Baihua Cake just now. She looked at Miluo and continued: "The most important thing is that your talent is obviously not like this. If you discuss it with each other, you may not be sure to create any amazing dishes. This is something that no matter which Baiweilou True Teach can refuse. So, if you want to participate, can you team up with me?"

As soon as Ding Wuli said the last sentence, Yang Yu and Zhu Qi looked at it at the same time, and Milu was so scared that he hurriedly separated from her two steps away.

Abao, who was next to him, took the opportunity to run to the side and finished all the flower cakes that Miluo placed there.

Yang Yu, who noticed this, couldn't help but shout, "Abao!"
Chapter completed!