After receiving the treasure, Zhang Wei left the palace. At this time, the sun set, and he looked back at the high walls of the palace and felt that there were two worlds inside and outside the wall.

After passing Baixinqiao, I walked all the way south, enjoying the prosperity of North and South Streets, and tasted snacks from the royal city. I passed by a seasoning shop. There was a person who looked familiar. He was dark skin, strong body, and wearing a foreign dress in the Xifan Kingdom. This person was Xia Pengfei, the Tufang Zong. So Zhang Wei went into the seasoning shop to greet Xia Pengfei. Xia Pengfei saw that it was Zhang Wei, and bowed and said, "Xia Pengfei had met Mr. Zhang, a guest minister in Zhong'an Court."

Zhang Wei waved his hand casually and said, "Don't be so polite. I was wandering around, but I saw you. As a cultivator, what are you doing in the seasoning shop?"

Xia Pengfei replied: "It is not surprising that I am a chef and I am a chef who enters the way to come here."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei felt fresh in his heart. It has been more than half a year since he came to this world. This is the first time he has seen a chef. He said, "As long as you cook well, your level can be improved?"

Xia Pengfei said: "It's not the case. This matter is a long story. Let's talk about it while you and I."

When Zhang Wei looked at the seasoning shop, he asked Xia Pengfei: "Don't you buy seasonings anymore?"

Xia Pengfei said: "I have no seasonings I want to buy, alas! Come again next day."

Zhang Wei said, "Then wait for me, I will buy some seasonings." After that, Zhang Wei began to choose many seasonings in the store. After a while, he took a large bag of seasonings, and the two of them left the seasoning shop together and walked towards Zhong'anyuan to the south.

Xia Pengfei looked at the seasonings in Zhang Wei's hand and asked in confusion: "What do Mr. Zhang want so many seasonings to do?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wei picked up the seasonings in his hand, shook them and said, "Sometimes I like to eat something, so I make it myself."

When Xia Pengfei heard this, his eyes lit up, and then said sadly: "Oh, Mr. Zhang, you also know that our cooking practitioners are often looked down upon by many monks. Not only are they not strong in their own practice, but they also have to make foods that are often inferior to those of the qi-harmonized pills that medical practitioners can refine at will."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei seemed to understand that the road to cooking without much prospects was not very promising. He looked at Xia Pengfei and asked, "What food are you good at cooking?"

Xia Pengfei paused, seemed a little hesitant, and finally said, "To be honest, I only know how to make meatballs."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei asked in disbelief: "You only know how to make meatballs, how can you say it is a chef?"

Seeing Zhang Wei ask this, Xia Pengfei tells his situation.

It turns out that Xifan is poor and has great wind and sand, so crops often find it difficult to survive. In Xifan, water-free land is convenient and life-like, and almost no grass grows in places without water, and yellow sand is everywhere. However, there is a kind of cattle in Xifan that adapts to this climate. This cattle eats dead grass and rotten wood during the day, and it can eat almost everything except sand. At night, when the temperature is extremely low, the body temperature of this cattle begins to rise, and many water droplets condense on its body surface at night. At dawn, the cattle licks all the water droplets on its body, so it can survive in such a harsh environment. It is the sandy cattle.

However, the meat of sand beef is very tough and is not suitable for eating when stir-frying, boiling and grilling. Later, people grind sand beef into pieces and add spices to make beef balls, which is easy to carry and preserve. As long as it does not encounter water, it will not be damaged all year round.

Xia Pengfei is a chef who makes beef meatballs in Xifan Country. Because the beef meatballs he makes are both good and unique in taste, they are quite famous in the slums in the northern part of Xifan Country.

One day, Xia Pengfei was rubbing meatballs for the meatball shop, an old man came. The man's skin was like dried dead tree bark, but he was wearing a very expensive silk long clothes. As soon as he entered the store, he sat down and did not speak. Xia Pengfei saw him. Although he didn't know who the old man was, judging from the other party's clothes, those who could afford silk in the country of Xifan were either high-ranking officials or nobles, so Xia Pengfei immediately respectfully served a bowl of meatballs and stewed dishes to the old man.

The dishes in Xifan Country are much more expensive than meat. The money for the bowl of meatballs stewed with Xia Pengfei to the old man was required to make meatballs for the boss for ten days before he could save enough.

The old man closed his eyes while chewing the meatballs, and a "well, um" sound came out of his nose. He seemed to be very satisfied with the meatballs. He was just eating the meatballs and was not interested in the not-so-fresh vegetable leaves in the bowl.

A bowl of meatballs stewed with meatballs, and all the meatballs were eaten up, but the leaves were not moved.

Xia Pengfei looked at the leaves in the bowl and were all left. If the old man left, he would definitely take them back.

Who knew that the old man did not leave. He looked at Xia Pengfei, chuckled softly, and said, "You are well-behaved, I am Ni Lamu, I see that you have good skills, do you want to join my Tufang Sect?"

After hearing this sentence, Xia Pengfei did not hesitate and directly decided to enter the Tufang Sect.

Speaking of this, Zhang Wei interrupted Xia Pengfei and asked, "You said meatballs are so popular in your place?"

Seeing Zhang Wei ask him this, Xia Pengfei smiled bitterly and said, "In my country, all the land of lush water and wood are owned by the royal family, and the vast majority of poor people cannot eat. The meatballs made by Xisha beef are soaked in water for a quarter of an hour and restored to the original half-pound size. Ordinary people make some dry cakes, which is enough for a delicious meal. This meatball is easy to store, and as long as it does not encounter water, it will not be damaged all year round. Therefore, this thing can be used to buy and sell things like silver in the country of Xifan."

After hearing what Xia Pengfei said, Zhang Wei asked Xia Pengfei for one curiously and put it in his mouth and started chewing it. After walking half a street, Zhang Wei ate the meatballs in his mouth. At this moment, his mouth was very sore and said to Xia Pengfei: "It tastes delicious, but it's too difficult to chew. The more you eat, the more meat you have, the sleepy your mouth is, and you're so sleepy."

After hearing Zhang Wei say this, Xia Pengfei smiled, as if he felt that his meatballs were resistant to eating, and he was just like praising him.

Zhang Wei said again: "By the way, you continue to say, what if you go to the Tufang Sect?"

Xia Pengfei recalled and continued to talk about the past. At that time, after Xia Pengfei was brought back to the Tufang Sect by Ni Lamu, the leader of the Tufang Sect, he handed Xia Pengfei to the kitchen manager and ignored him. So he made meatballs in the Tufang Sect's kitchen every day, just like his previous job. After three months, suddenly one day, a senior brother of the same sect threw out a pill for Xia Pengfei, saying that it was a supply for the outer disciples. At this time, Xia Pengfei learned that he was indeed a disciple of the Tufang Sect, but he was just an outer disciple, and received the Qi Reinforcement Pill every three months. After a year like this, Xia Pengfei also ate four Qi Reinforcement Pills. One day, while rubbing the meatballs, he began to understand the path of cooking, and successfully took the first step and entered the early stage of entering Qi. After ten years, Xia Pengfei's cultivation reached the late stage of entering Qi, and his identity in the sect also changed from an outer disciple to an inner disciple.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei asked: "Oh, fellow Daoist Xia Gui Geng this year?"

Xia Pengfei replied: "I am thirty years old this year."

Looking at Xia Pengfei's appearance, Zhang Wei was thinking: Isn't this the same size as before I traveled through time? Why do I look like a fifty-year-old and have a mustache on my face? How come I don't look like a thirty-year-old?

Facing Xia Pengfei's face, Zhang Wei couldn't think of what to say, so he interrupted and asked, "What did you buy in the seasoning store just now, but you didn't buy it."

Xia Pengfei replied: "Pepper, because I have this seasoning in the meatballs, my meatballs taste better."

Zhang Wei said: "Actually, there is no pepper. You can add some pepper, star anise, mustard, etc., and the curry is also good."

Xia Pengfei kept shaking his head when he heard the seasonings Zhang Wei talked about. How could he not try these seasonings? But when he heard the last seasoning, Xia Pengfei was stunned. He said with a question on his face: "What is curry?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wei pointed to the seasoning I bought just now and said, "Here, so many seasonings I bought are used for curry, peppers, turmeric, cloves..." He said more than a dozen seasonings in one breath.

When Xia Pengfei heard this, he seemed to be thinking and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang has a good knowledge of diet."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei scratched his head and said, "Where, where. I just remembered a previous agreement, so I bought so many seasonings."

At this time, the two had already walked to the gate of Zhong'an Courtyard. Xia Pengfei bowed to Zhang Wei and said, "I met Mr. Zhang today and had a very happy conversation. Pengfei was quite happy, but he had a reluctant request. I still hope Mr. Zhang would agree?"

When Zhang Wei heard this, he didn't know what to do and said, "Tell me, as long as I can, I will try my best to agree." He thought to himself: Could this fat man ask me to donate money to the poor people in the country of Xifan? What should I do?

Xia Pengfei took a deep breath and said, "Justice Zhang just said his formula without any hesitation. Pengfei is very grateful. I would like to ask Mr. Zhang if he could teach this formula to me."

When Zhang Wei heard this, he suddenly felt that Xia Pengfei had a big question. He said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. What big thing should I do? I'll talk about the recipe again... There are many versions of curry, and each recipe is different. You can study how to match it yourself, and don't deliberately force the recipe I mentioned."

After hearing this, Xia Pengfei bowed to Zhang Wei formally and said, "Mr. Zhang is sincere and truly worthy of being a real person."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei didn't think the other party was praising him at all. He just thought that if he was a real person, then he would be Zhang Zhenren? He bumped into Zhang Sanfeng's nickname, sin, sin.

At this moment, Xia Pengfei said again: "Mr. Zhang, please go to the seasoning shop again."

When Zhang Wei heard this, he knew that Xia Pengfei was anxious to practice the formula. He smiled and said, "Okay, then you go and buy it..."

After the two of them said goodbye, Zhang Wei returned to his guest room. Looking at the rich energy of heaven and earth in the room, he thought that he would not be able to live in the future, so he was a little reluctant to leave.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!