Ye Xiaochuan's Yi Ya cooking skills are naturally impeccable. He should be the most skilled cook in the world of cultivation, and also the most accomplished cultivator in the world of chefs. This sentence describes him as having nothing wrong with him.
Everyone has their own talent, unless they are idiots with low IQ who will drool even if they don’t speak. Yun Qiyou’s talent is cultivation, which may really have something to do with her physique. The physique of a goddess is different from that of an ordinary mortal.
Their physiques are different, and they all have more or less advantages over ordinary people. Therefore, no matter what kind of true magic power Yun Qiyou cultivates, he can practice it very quickly. Some genius children need ten years to achieve it.
She only needs three to five years to reach the realm, maybe even shorter.
Ye Xiaochuan is actually not very talented in the practice. If he hadn't seen the third volume of the Heavenly Book left by Situ Feng at Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, and obtained the wind-type divine weapon Wufeng Sword, he would be a fool now.
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Although he was not good at practicing Taoism, his talent for cooking was not low. This was not only formed when he was young and had to lean on a stool to cook for his old alcoholic master, but it was also innate.
The same materials, the same cooking method, but the taste produced by different people is very different.
For example, Yang Ling'er's behavior of catching a rabbit and tying it to a stick for roasting, not knowing how to skin it and remove its internal organs, and finally burning the rabbit alive, basically means that he will never be associated with the kitchen in his life.
Making porridge requires stirring, and making large bone soup requires heat. It probably won't work in less than two hours. The two of them were not in a hurry, so they just sat by the campfire and chatted about everything. Ye Xiaochuan was mostly talking about what he had experienced when he was a child.
Some of the things he said were told in detail and with added embarrassment.
As for the boring things like gathering together to gamble with Zhu Changshui and others, teasing the junior sister, and secretly watching the junior sister take a bath, there is no need to talk about it.
He positions himself as a young knight who is incompatible with the world. All the absurd and unruly things are misunderstood by the world. In fact, his heart is pure, kind, friendly, and noble.
It's strange that Yun Qiyou can believe this kind of self-praising evaluation. Is he still pure and kind? Is he still friendly and noble?
During the day, I was riding on the back of a prison bull. I didn't know who was holding my waist, and touched me here and there with dishonest hands.
Yun Qiyou unceremoniously exposed Ye Xiaochuan's hypocrisy, and made Ye Xiaochuan speechless.
After all, Yun Qiyou has evidence. The backs of his hands, which were bruised and bruised by her, fully illustrate the series of things that happened on the prisoner's back during the day. Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou, who has always rarely spoken,
, and his eloquent side, Ye Xiaochuan was resigned to the defeat and had to give in. Just as the bone soup in the pot was boiling, he took the opportunity to escape, picked up a big spoon and salt seasoning and continued his work as a fat chef.
That’s when I was freed from Yunqi
You's poisonous tongue attack.
Smelling the aroma of meat and bone soup, the little prison cow that had just eaten raw pork sniffed and came over, opening its bloody mouth with saliva dripping down from the fangs in its mouth.
, almost dripped into the cauldron.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious. He couldn't control Yun Qiyou, so this great sage couldn't deal with you, this little prison cow? Didn't you see that your father had been put on the reins by this great sage? He was beaten and kicked, and the little prison cow just couldn't control it.
Let's go, finally get down on all fours, and pretend to be a dead cow next to the campfire, opening its big mouth and waiting for something to eat. Even though it is a small prison cow, it is taller than the largest buffalo in Middle-earth, and there are four to five thousand at least.
It was heavy, Ye Xiaochuan pulled the tail and the horn again, and half of it was broken.
God, I didn't drag away the greedy little prison cow.
Ye Xiaochuan was furious at Xiao Qianniu's shameless and rogue behavior.
"You are Prison Niu, not your fourth brother Taotie. I only heard that Taotie is greedy, but not that Prison Niu is greedy. If you don't leave, I will go crazy if you don't!"
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan rolling up his sleeves and trying to wrestle with the little prisoner ox, Yun Qiyou couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Forget it, we two can't eat such a big pot, let's give him some later."
When the beauty spoke, Ye Xiaochuan had nothing to say, so he poked the little prisoner cow's head like a dragon's head with his finger, threatened a few words, and said: "Just wait, there is still an hour."
Ye Xiaochuan was cooking, and Yun Qiyou had nothing to do, so he took out the Demon-Suppressing Guqin, gently played the tune with his fingers, and a beautiful melody suddenly sounded.
Well, the two big prison bulls not far away are here too.
They are not as greedy as the little prison cows. They came here because they were attracted by the sound of the piano.
The dragon gives birth to nine sons, each of whom is different. Qiu Niu is not known for his strength. As the eldest son of the dragon, Qiu Niu has the body of a cow, the head of a dragon, and the horns of a unicorn. He is naturally fond of beautiful music. In the Middle Earth, the erhu and pipa are
On the top, there are almost totem carvings of prisoner cows.
Listening to the song "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night", the three members of Prison Niu's family were intoxicated. They all crawled beside Yun Qiyou, squinting their eyes and enjoying the beautiful and elegant music.
It's over, it's over, it's completely over. Ye Xiaochuan also wanted to catch a prison cow to pick up girls in the Tula style. He saved the life of the little prison cow and spent so long with them, but he didn't see these three prisoners.
Niu wanted to go back to the Middle-earth with him. Now it was better. Yun Qiyou played a bad song and let the three prisoner cows get confused.
Sandao, it is estimated that now that Yun Qiyou lets them go up to Daoshan and down to the oil pan, these three prison cows will not hesitate at all.
"Why didn't I think that Prison Niu likes beautiful music before? I am also a music master! My flute playing is not so good!" Ye Xiaochuan beat his head in annoyance, preparing to take out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao and Yun
Qiyou competed, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He was a master of music, and he was just playing nonsense. In terms of attainments in music, he was more than one and a half points behind Yun Qiyou. It was better not to do what he did to avoid Yun Qiyou.
Qiyou made fun of herself again.
Yun Qiyou gnawed on the meat and bones without grace, using both hands, and his mouth was shiny.
This was the first time she had eaten in such an unladylike manner. When no one else was around, she could always let go and do things that she would never even think about before.
There were a lot of meat and bones in the pot. Before he finished chewing one of the curved pork ribs, Yun Qiyou threw the meat bones in his hand to the little prisoner when he saw the little prisoner using its spiral horn to ring a bell on his back.
Cow, the little cow howled happily and opened its mouth wide, but it didn’t have any mouth.
With the action of chewing, the meat bones were swallowed directly by it. Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, his pot of good broth was ruined by a long-haired beast like the little prison cow that didn't know how to taste human food. It was really
