"It's really unexpected." When Du Ruo used a makeshift ice cup to mix a large cup of various fruits, cream and honey water to make an extra-large fruit cup, not only all the "students" were shocked
, even the arrogant chef Roland was shocked.
So when Du Ruo was invited to make a second cup, he also tried to make a cup...
His hands are extremely sharp and stable, and his movements are deft and smooth. He is indeed a master of cooking. But if Xiao Yue were here, he would definitely be suspicious. You can tell at the slightest glance that this person has such skillful hands and his magnanimity is extraordinary.
How could he be just a chef?
Chang Bi, who manages the kitchen in Qingyang Temple, is a real person named Xingyu, and she is now in the third level of alchemy. However, she is a cultivator. Even if she works in the kitchen for 360 days a year, I am afraid that she will not be able to see her a few times. As for her, she is a cultivator.
Her cooking skills... Anyway, eating them won't kill people. Although the meat is often overcooked, the vegetables are overcooked, and the rice is stuffed with raw fish gallbladders and other things. If they don't kill people, why do practitioners care so much about their appetites?
Most monks in the world are like this. Even the few who have dabbled in cooking, such as Wu Jie, are mostly habits developed when they were mortals. As the youngest son in the family, Wu Jie often followed his mother in the kitchen, so he learned how to cook.
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Similarly, Du Ruo's mother died young, and she had been busy in the kitchen since she was a child, so she naturally fell in love with cooking. Lin Lushan, because he studied all day long, and his mother was a good cook at home, so he always stayed away from the kitchen like a gentleman, so he was at best
He only knows how to wash dishes and cut vegetables, but he has to be careful about cutting his fingers.
Naturally, there are some monks who love cooking, such as Senior Kitchen God Zhang Guangli. But monks who love cooking tend to be more easy-going. A proud chef like Roland is really rare.
More importantly, as a chef, his hands are a bit too dexterous. Certain movements are not what a chef needs to practice at all. On the contrary, sword cultivators often use these techniques when controlling flying swords.
Of course, Baidi Pavilion is a sword cultivating sect that is "the most powerful in the world". Almost all its disciples know the art of flying swords, even a chef. But "know", "be good at" and "proficient"
Even between "superior" and "superb", the gap is very obvious.
For example, when Roland was making a fruit cup, there were a few movements that were clearly multi-tasking, manipulating several flying swords in combat, and the sword movements were moving vertically and horizontally, with complete changes. He was a master of swordsmanship.
It's a pity that Xiao Yue is not here, and no one else present has such insight.
If the swordsman genius Yi Ti was here, he might be able to see some clues, but Yi Ti is a scholar. After arriving at Baidi Pavilion, he spent almost all day in the library of Baidi Pavilion. He was from the same Taoist sect, and there were many books
They are all free for him to watch.
Therefore, everyone only thinks that Roland's technique is really agile and flexible, and has an indescribable beauty that is unforgettable at first sight.
His fruit cup was almost completed at the same time as Du Ruo's, and it looks exactly the same at first glance, but when the two fruit cups are put together for everyone to taste, the difference can be seen.
The difference is not in appearance or taste, but in "temperament."
The fruit cup made by Du Ruo is a delicious sweet; while the fruit cup made by Luo Lan obviously looks and tastes the same, but it looks sharp and sharp, and eating it is like swallowing a piece of pig iron, [Fuck
[of] difficult to digest.
"This fellow Daoist Luo, your skills are indeed very good, but you lack the heart of a chef." Du Ruo took a sip of the fruit cup he made, shook his head, and sighed, "When you were cooking, you didn't save anything.
'I want everyone to eat delicious food, this kind of mood. It doesn't matter if we are mortals, but we monks are powerful, and the thoughts in our hearts will be reflected in the things we make... From this dish,
I didn't see a cook, but only a swordsman."
Roland was silent for a while and then smiled.
He had a beautiful smile. If he were wearing women's clothes, his smile would be enough to charm a large group of young men, even if it would not captivate an entire country.
"I am a disciple of Baidi Pavilion. Everyone in Baidi Pavilion is a swordsman, and the chef is no exception."
"Even if you are a swordsman in normal times, you can't think of yourself as a swordsman when cooking."
"I have always heard that Qingyang Temple is inclusive, and the disciples have their own strengths, so that a hundred flowers bloom, but our Baidi Pavilion is different." Roland's expression was obviously very gentle, but there was a kind of power naturally revealed, making people dare not ignore everything he said.
In one word, "We are warriors. Everyone under the White Emperor of Xijin is a warrior who is ready to sacrifice at any time to protect the world. We cannot let go of this feeling, which is tantamount to denying our own path."
Du Ruo looked at him seriously for a while, and finally sighed softly.
"...Everyone has their own path, and I really shouldn't be so forceful. It's just a pity that you have such a good talent, but don't have the heart of a chef."
"I think that Taoist fellow Taoist chef is so superb. If he had used the time he spent honing his cooking skills to practice, he might have already achieved great success.
Du Ruo laughed loudly and patted Roland's shoulder, which was much thinner than that of an ordinary man, very familiarly: "Brother Roland, you are obviously a chef, but you encourage others not to hone their cooking skills... Haha, you are really interesting.
"People"
Roland was obviously not used to other people having physical contact with him. He subconsciously wanted to break away, but stopped as soon as his body moved and tolerated Du Ruo's warm greeting.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked outside, and saw a sword light flying towards him like lightning and landing on his hand.
"Someone is looking for me. I'm sorry." He bowed slightly to apologize, then walked out quickly, walked around the corner of the house, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"This fellow Taoist Luo is really interesting." Du Ruo watched him leave, smiled, and walked to the kitchen again, "Okay, let me continue to tell you how to make sweets. This time I am talking about sugar cakes."
About two hours later, Du Ruo returned to the monastery. She looked in high spirits, and it was obvious that being a good example made her feel good.
In her spare time, she talked about this matter with Wu Jie, focusing especially on the interesting Roland.
"This man is really weird. He is a chef and attaches great importance to the kitchen. He even doesn't let us in, but he encourages me to practice hard and not waste time on cooking... Fourth brother, do you think it's strange?"
Wu Jie nodded slightly, but secretly became wary in his heart.
Over the years, Du Ruo has never paid so much attention to any man.
So he quickly found an excuse to go out alone and found Lin Ye who was busy preparing for the Tribulation Ceremony.
The most elite among the 48th generation disciples of Baidi Pavilion are the seven young masters who are collectively known as the "Seven Swords of Baidi". Lin Ye is the second in command of Baidi's Seven Swords, known as the "Wind Chanting Sword". Among all the Baidi Pavilion's disciples,
Among the members of the Imperial Pavilion, Wu Jie was the most familiar with him. If he had anything to ask, he would naturally be the first to come to him.
"Roland?" Lin Ye was stunned, "I have no impression of this name... What does he look like?"
"Medium build, black hair shawl, oval face, a bit thin and thin." Wu Jie recalled Du Ruo's introduction, "He is very beautiful, so beautiful that he hardly looks like a man, he is like a great beauty."
Lin Ye frowned, closed his eyes slightly, thought hard for a while, and shook his head apologetically.
"I really don't remember that our sect has such a disciple."
"He is the cook in the kitchen. Is it possible that you rarely go to the kitchen?"
"It is true that I rarely go to the kitchen...but Junior Sister Yao often goes there, maybe she knows something."
So Lin Ye took Wu Jie and flew around the mountains of Baidi Pavilion, and found the Black Moon Sword Yao Xi who was busy in another place.
Black Moon Sword Yao Xi is also one of the Seven Swords of the White Emperor. Although it is the last of the Seven Swords, the Seven Swords of the White Emperor itself is the elite of the elite. Her strength is already much higher than that of ordinary monks.
When they came here, she was raising her eyebrows, dragging two casual cultivators with one hand and walking towards the guest room.
"Senior Brother Lin, you came just in time. Help me wrap these two bags of non-recyclable garbage. I will ask Senior Brother to throw them away when he leads the team out tomorrow.
"No, please forgive me."
"We are just drunk, we won't be thrown away as garbage."
One of the two casual cultivators begged, the other protested, and they shouted in unison.
"Shut up." Yao Xi was tall and tall, with a heroic brow, and his almond-shaped eyes were glaring with murderous intent. He was so frightened that the two of them didn't even dare to say a word. "It's not a problem when you're drunk. You can mess around when you're drunk."
Running is the problem. Do you think Baidi Pavilion is a place where you can visit at will? Or do you deliberately want to find out some information?"
The two casual cultivators were trembling with fright. They were very drunk and had already woken up. However, they did not dare to speak and could only cast their pleading eyes towards the forest.
They had just heard Yao Xi's name for Lin Ye. They must have been able to control this beautiful tigress to some extent...
"The Grand Master's Tribulation Ceremony is about to begin. It's not appropriate to fight or kill anyone, so just let them go." Lin Ye spared the two casual cultivators from the death penalty with one sentence, but the next sentence made them smile bitterly, "But it's true
It’s not appropriate to let them stay any longer. Let’s lock them in the guest room. I’ll send them down the mountain in person tomorrow.”
"It took a lot of effort to get the invitation..."
"I should have known I wouldn't have drank..."
Yao Xi snorted coldly, and the two casual cultivators immediately shut their mouths and did not dare to complain anymore.
After locking up the two, Lin Ye asked Wu Jie to introduce the situation of Roland and asked Yao Xi if he knew this person.
"I have no impression." Yao Xi said simply, "I have never seen this person in the kitchen."
"Where else?" Wu Jie couldn't help but ask.
"I've definitely never seen the person you're talking about anywhere." Yao Xi's voice was a little louder, "Even among our contemporary disciples of Baidi Pavilion, even if we include our uncles and uncles, there is absolutely no one who looks better than a woman.
Good-looking man."
She said and pointed to Lin Ye: "In terms of good looks, Senior Brother Lin is almost the most handsome man in our sect. I don't know about Master and the others, but whether they are senior brothers or senior uncles, there may be one or two people who are good-looking.
Similar to him, but definitely not more beautiful than him."
Wu Jie turned to look at Lin Ye. Lin Ye was indeed a handsome man, handsome in appearance and noble in temperament, but he definitely did not have the slightest bit of femininity. Instead, he exuded masculinity from his bones, which was completely different from the Roland Du Ruo said.
Of course he believed what Lin Ye and Yao Xi said, but of course he believed in Du Ruo even more.
What's more, so many people have seen Roland with their own eyes and seen him cooking. Many people have even tasted his cooking. This is a real thing.
In the next few days, Wu Jie kept looking for this Roland and thinking about his identity.
