The more he spoke, the more frightened Chef Ding became. It was as if he had taken off his clothes and stood in front of this young man. His whole body was seen through, and there was no secret at all.
Especially the other party's eyes are as deep as the sea, as if they can see into the past and future.
As the leader of the Mo family, Pao Ding has seen countless masters, big and small, but he has never encountered such a situation.
Even the six-fingered black man, the giant of the Mohist family, would only make him feel oppressed at most, but would not give him the feeling of being seen through.
Now the chef was even more cautious, not knowing why the other party came to his small inn.
"The small one is hidden in the wild, and the big one is hidden in the city. Shopkeeper Ding's place is unusual."
Hearing these words suddenly, Cook Ding's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Did he discover something for this man?"
"It's true what your Excellency said, this shopkeeper Ding is indeed no ordinary person!" Da Siming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he was full of charm, but at this time, Cook Ding was not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery, and a layer of blood appeared in his hands.
Cold sweat.
The woman with the red palm had an extremely cold and arrogant expression from the beginning, and looked at the people in the inn as if they were ants. Although she said this with a smile, Cook Ding could not relax no matter what, and instead became more and more angry.
nervous.
Jing Zhou said: "Yes, Shopkeeper Ding is not an ordinary person. He is a master of knife skills, which can be used not only for cutting vegetables, but also for self-defense. This knife technique is weird and weird. Don't use it all the way, combined with his strong internal strength,
Its power is truly astonishing!"
Hearing Jingzhou's words, Chef Ding breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that's the case. It seems that he was overthinking it. He hurriedly smiled and said: "Where is it? It's just some superficial skills. When this sword skill is passed into my hands, where is it?"
How much power does it have? It’s just for cutting vegetables.”
"Please don't call me, Big Fatty, shopkeeper Ding, for your distinguished guests. I, Big Fatty, am just a layman. Just call me Fatty Ding for your distinguished guests."
"Shopkeeper, here comes the tea~"
Azhong trotted over with a pot of tea in his arms, placed the teacups one by one, filled them with tea, and said respectfully: "Dear guest, please try the tea in our inn."
"Okay, let's try the tea collected by shopkeeper Ding first." Jing Zhou picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The taste was far from that of the Yunmuzui of Shushan Tiangong.
"Yes, it is indeed a good tea collected by Shopkeeper Ding. But today we came to Shopkeeper Ding, but because of Shopkeeper Ding's reputation as the 'God of Cookery', we have to bother Shopkeeper Ding to cook."
You say that if you don’t talk about the Dream of Red Mansions at the beginning, it will be in vain to read all the poems and books. It is also a great pity that you will not eat the food of Fatty Ding when you are facing the sea of mulberry.
As soon as Jingzhou finished speaking, a puppet behind him placed a piece of gold on the table.
"Since the young master likes the food cooked by my fat man, it's too late for me to be happy, fat man. Why would there be any trouble? I don't know what food the young master wants to eat. Fatty, I will cook it for him right now."
Cook Ding narrowed his eyes and stared at the piece of gold on the table. The smile on his face widened, as if a beggar on the roadside had found a large sum of money.
Jing Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "Chopped pepper fish head, Kung Pao chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy tofu..."
He talked about several dishes in a row, but Azhong was listening in astonishment and thought to himself: "This young man has never been to this inn before, how can he know the shopkeeper's specialty dishes? Could it be that the shopkeeper's reputation is so great now?
The news has spread throughout Qi State, and even outsiders know about it?"
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. Fatty, I'll be back soon."
"Zhong, go and get rid of the rooster in the backyard."
Chef Ding grabbed the gold on the table, gave instructions to Azhong, hummed a little tune and walked towards the back.
Ah Zhong laughed innocently, put the teapot next to Jing Zhou, and turned around to leave.
After Chef Ding and Azhong had gone far away, Da Si Ming said quietly: "Sir, is this knife-killing technique really powerful?"
After this period of contact, Da Siming also touched some of the temperament of the adult next to him, especially these words, which can be said to be true and false, false and true!
No matter whether he praised Yun Zhongjun before in the Jin Department or he praised the fat man in this inn now, from Da Siming's point of view, his words are seven lies and three truths, more false than true!
Just like the tea, she also took a sip. The taste was very different from the tea that the master personally brewed at the Yin and Yang family before, but the master still smiled and said, "Good tea!"
"Hahaha, do you think those are polite words from me?" Jingzhou took a sip of tea, put away his smile, and said slowly: "But this knife-fighting technique is really powerful. Don't look at it.
This sword technique has a bad name, but the skill of the cook and the ox is amazing."
"So although this fat man is a cook, he is not an ordinary cook. His skills are much higher than ordinary people. If his inner strength were deeper, you might not be his opponent."
Tian Ming just learned a few tricks to solve the problem, and combined with the internal power passed to him by Yan Dan, he was able to suppress Da Siming for a short time, and even hit Da Siming with a move of Kung Pao Chicken until the corner of Da Siming's mouth bleeds. Although Yan Dan's internal power
It's deep, but Tianming can't use it much at all. If it can exert 40 to 50% of its power, it will be like smoke rising from the ancestral graves!
If Fatty Ding had the internal strength of Yan Dan, coupled with his unique skills, it would be extremely easy to defeat Da Siming. Even if he faced masters from various sects, he would not necessarily lose.
The power of this sword-solving technique is probably much more powerful than what the world has said!
If you have to rank it and firmly hold its position as the best swordsmanship in the world, after all, in this world dominated by swords, this is the only famous swordsmanship.
Da Siming has kept this sword skill in mind. Since it can be valued so much by adults, it must be an unfathomable skill.
The cook Ding came to the kitchen and put away the ingredients with a "ding-dang-dang" sound. The knife was flying, and the ingredients fell into the plate in an orderly manner.
"The aura on that woman's body, called Fatty, makes me tremble with fear. Her strength is probably higher than many of the leaders of the Mo family. Who knows who she is. Judging from the way she is respectful to the young man in purple, this group of people should be led by that young man.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The identities of these people are mysterious. They don't know what they are doing in Songhai City. They have to report this matter back to the Mo family! The eyes of the young man in purple are..."
Suddenly, Chef Ding seemed to catch something in his mind.
"Purple robe and purple robe, could that young man be the left guardian star soul of the Yin Yang family?"
A year ago, when Cook Ding returned to Guan City, he heard the Six-fingered Black Man mention this young master who was famous in the world. Xinghun, the Guardian of the Yin Yang Family, was one of them.
At this time, Cook Ding vaguely remembered that when the Six-fingered Black Man mentioned Star Soul, his face could not hide the admiration. Although he was a young man, he had an extraordinary understanding of Onmyoji, and his strength was already unmatched.
In an instant, the cook Ding's expression became solemn. The Yin and Yang family can be said to be a rat crossing the street among all the scholars, and their reputation has long been bad!
Although the relationship between the Mohist family and the Yin-Yang family has not reached the level of life-and-death enemies at this time, it is not much better either. This entanglement has existed since a hundred years ago.
After all, the Mohist School has always advocated "love all without aggression", while the Yin Yang School does not hesitate to use any means to achieve its goals, and treats human life as nothing.
At that moment, Cook Ding stopped the knife in his hand, returned to the room, wrote a few words on the note, and sent the note out with the messenger Suzaku.
After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to the kitchen, clanging and clanking with the knife.
"Xinghun, haha, this fat guy is quite thoughtful!"
Jing Zhou smiled slightly, and the note in his palm immediately turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.
Two bees buzzed up on the table, rubbed against his hand, and then flew out the window.
"Sir, what is this?"
"Intelligence, information sent from here, information about our identities."
Da Siming nodded thoughtfully, and then she noticed that your bees can not only attack people, but can also be used for surveillance. It can be said that they have endless wonderful uses.
Seeing the murderous aura leaking out of Da Siming, Jingzhou smiled and said, "We are here to eat, it's just a trivial matter. You will scare them if you look like this."
"My subordinates understand." Da Siming calmed down his aura, with a faint smile on his face, and returned to his charming look.
"Do you know when you are most beautiful?"
Hearing this, Da Siming was slightly startled, then lowered his head and just played with the black hair on his chest, not knowing how to answer.
Jingzhou said: "That's what you were like just now. There are trees in the south, so don't stop thinking about them. There are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, so don't think about them."
Just as Jingzhou finished speaking, he heard the cook Ding shouting from a distance: "Master, the food is here~"
I saw him striding over carrying a wooden plate with several exquisite dishes placed on it.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Shopkeeper Ding."
"Hehe, as long as the young master likes it, it's fine. No need to worry about it. As long as others like to eat the food I cook, I won't find it troublesome. Young Master, you always know how the food tastes."
The cook put the dishes on the table one by one, and the aroma suddenly spread, which greatly increased people's appetite.
"Yes, the delicious food made by this God of Cookery is really different." Jingzhou picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, praising it endlessly.
Da Siming didn't know whether his words were true or not, so he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. In an instant, he felt like his appetite was whetted, as if he hadn't eaten in several days.
"No wonder you want to bring yourself to this inn. This fat man is not good-looking, but the food he cooks is extremely delicious." At this time, looking at the cook, Da Siming's face showed a hint of amusement.
"I won't disturb you, fat man." When Cook Ding saw that Jingzhou was satisfied with his meal, he looked extremely proud and hummed a little tune before heading to the kitchen again.
"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted goose, roasted suckling pig, braised fresh mushrooms, braised fish belly, braised fish breast, braised fish slices, braised meat slices with vinegar, roasted pheasant...
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He didn't dare to say anything else, but he was full of confidence in cooking this dish. No matter who came to his inn, he could make them eat as much as they wanted.
"Haha, this fat man is really talented." Jingzhou sighed slightly. It would be a pity for a chef like Chef Ding to join the Mo family...