Taking Jiang Liu to the kitchen, Qin Feng slowly took out a piece of Hell Dragon meat and a piece of Yamata snake meat from Najie.

Dragon meat belongs to yang, and Yamata no Orochi meat belongs to yin. In addition to the seventh-level yin-yang grass, the most important ingredients for making yin-yang cherry blossom cake are these two high-level precious ingredients from yang to yin.

"Master Jiang Liu, mix these two kinds of meat with the fifth-level konjac powder according to 3:3:4 and break up the lump."

"oh."

Jiang Liu's eyes showed excitement and he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to reveal his white and tender arms.

In the kitchen, the sound of crackling meat can be heard one after another. Jiang Liu works very seriously, and the persistence of the master of the craftsman allows him to perform to the best of his ability.

The aroma of two high-level wild beast meats in the air combine to emit a strange and special fragrance.

This is a medicinal fragrance that can seduce the seven emotions and six desires.

He silently threw a high-level antidote into his mouth, and then the restlessness of his energy and blood disappeared.

He took out a cup of dragon beard tea from the Najie and sipped it gently. Qin Feng played with the seventh-order Yin Yang grass in his hand and fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about the successful refining of Yin Yang Sakura Cake.

Should Jiang Liu taste it or not?

This is something that can leave a lifelong shadow.

If Jiang Liu goes crazy and gives up on himself, the consequences will be terrible.

After all, he is a seventh-level powerhouse.

"Goo!"

The thunder pigeon squatting in the corner opened its lavender eyes and ran towards Qin Feng who was sitting on the stool with small steps, then obediently laid his head on his lap.

Taking out a piece of iris snake soup and placing it in front of the thunder pigeon, Qin Feng scratched the three feathers on its head.

"Goo!"

After nuzzling Qin Feng happily, Thunder Pigeon lowered his head and began to taste the iris snake soup.

The wait was very long. Half an hour later, when Qin Feng crushed the yin and yang grass and warmed it with spiritual power, Jiang Liu finally finished beating the dough.

"I'm done, kid!"

"Um."

When he came to Jiang Liu, Qin Feng smiled, took out the handkerchief from the ring and handed it to Jiang Liu.

"Isn't this my handkerchief?" Jiang Liu took the handkerchief and blinked.

"You asked me to wash it yesterday, did you forget it?"

"oh."

"Since you can wash my handkerchief for me, you might as well wash my clothes too."

"I'm usually too lazy to wash."

Jiang Liu showed a sweet smile, with a small white tiger tooth particularly obvious.

"No."

"Do you really think of me as a part-time worker?"

Glancing at Jiang Liu, Qin Feng slowly poured the yin-yang grass powder into the meat dough with a precision utensil, and then began to use his spiritual power to neutralize the medicinal properties and warm it up.

After another quarter of an hour of warming with spiritual power, Qin Feng, who looked pale and relaxed, breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the spiritual dough with shimmering stars in the wooden basin.

If it hadn't been for the vortex, I might have exhausted my spiritual power long ago.

"Master Jiang Liu, can you pinch flowers?"

"Master Jiangliu?"

"Goo!"

Turning his head in doubt, Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. Perhaps because he was too bored, Jiang Liu had already fallen asleep, holding the Thunder Dove's neck tightly with his hands to keep warm.

She has a fair, tender and pretty face with a light and peaceful smile.

Taking out the thin blanket from the ring, Qin Feng threw it on Jiang Liu and stopped paying attention.

Compared with other spiritual foods, the most important aspect of Yin Yang Sakura Cake is the warming and nourishing of spiritual power.

After the spiritual power is warmed up, the rest is much simpler.

…

"Dong dong..."

The kitchen is filled with light mist, and the stalactite water under the exquisite steamer begins to boil.

Opening the steamer, Qin Feng silently placed the kneaded pink crystal cherry blossom meatballs one by one in the steamer.

There was only one yin-yang grass, so I only made fifty yin-yang cherry blossom cakes.

Quantity is very small.

Time can take away everything, and of course it can also bring "deliciousness".

Jiang Liu slowly opened his eyes, the mist in front of him was hazy, and the kitchen was filled with fragrant aroma.

Silently throwing the thin blanket she was wearing into the ring, Jiang Liu stood up and walked towards Qin Feng who was busy. Looking at his back, she subconsciously reached out and pinched the man's waist.

"?"

"It's nothing, I just want to pinch you."

"Are you ready?"

"I'm hungry!" Jiang Liu looked expectantly.

"Soon."

Jiang Liu rolled his eyes and Qin Feng rubbed his waist. The old woman didn't know how serious the attack was and it hurt a little.

After a moment, Qin Feng quickly lifted the steamer lid, and pink breath suddenly appeared in the air and condensed into faint illusory petals, as if it were raining cherry blossoms.

"So beautiful." Jiang Liu blinked and stared blankly at the strange image in mid-air.

Before Jiang Liu could recover, Qin Feng quickly threw a basket of cherry blossom cakes into the Najie.

The strange image of cherry blossoms disappeared in the air. Jiang Liu came back to his senses, stared at Qin Feng, and then stretched out his hand: "Give me the cherry blossom cake."

"As promised, don't lie to anyone!"

"Are you sure you want to eat?"

"You will change your gender after eating this thing." Qin Feng showed a strange smile.

"Really?" Jiang showed a hint of doubt.

"Um."

"I believe you."

"I won't eat anymore."

"I don't want to..." Glancing at Qin Feng, Jiang Liu's fair and pretty face turned red.

"Give me other compensation."

"hurry up!"

"good."

Qin Feng nodded, took out dozens of boxes of crystal glazed cakes and handed them to Jiang Liu.

"snort!"

"You are not allowed to eat this, do you understand?" Jiang Liu looked serious.

"I'm not a pervert."

Qin Feng's face darkened and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jiang Liu. Do he look like a pervert?

Building this thing is just a contribution to the East Factory.

After stretching, Qin Feng walked out of the door and walked towards the lounge chair.

It’s so tiring to make a special spiritual diet.

Lying down on Jiang Liu's reclining chair and covering him with a thin blanket, Jiang Liu hurriedly walked out of the kitchen with a red face: "Get down here! Men and women can't kiss each other, so who let you sleep on my reclining chair!"

"abnormal!"

"I'm too sleepy. Let me lie down for a while. I'll give you ten pieces of cake later." Qin Feng retracted his head into the thin blanket, and Qin Feng's dull voice rang out.

“A few more pieces!”

"allow."

After vaguely answering Jiang Liu's words, Qin Feng felt that his eyelids were as heavy as iron, and he fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, the firebird was already glowing. Looking around, Jiang Liu was cleaning around with his bare white feet.
To be continued...