Ten minutes later, Deng Sheng looked at the 120 freshly baked dumplings with a satisfied smile on his face. Although this quality is somewhat different from that in the video, it has reached the standard of a perfect spiritual meal. Thinking about it, Deng Sheng opened and closed the cabinet nine times, and took out all the remaining 90 servings of leek dumpling ingredients. Cook it all in one pot! Now he can anxiously continue to observe the tricks of that villain! ................................... Another ten minutes passed, and more than half of Deng Sheng's room was filled with 1,200 steaming leek dumplings. Deng Sheng couldn't wait to enter his mind and opened the pages of the book. 【Ding! It's shameful to waste, you need to eat all the leek dumplings you have made before you can continue to study! 】 [One hundred leek dumplings are being tested...]
[Test results: all failed! 】 【waste! 】 After Deng Sheng heard this, he was in a bad mood. |*??`)?! waste? I turned out to be a piece of trash who can't even cook a mortal meal? Then how did I reach the tenth level of the heavenly chef? But this has indeed reached the standard of a perfect spiritual meal! ! ! [That's because you think you've achieved it, but I don't think so! 】 Deng Sheng's face was full of bitterness. If you don't reach it, you don't reach it. I can still work hard! But these one hundred dumplings, I have to eat them all by myself until the Year of the Monkey! ! ! Or take it and sell it? A 6888, a hundred copies is less than 700,000, small money! 【Ding! You are Jiang Ming's apprentice now, and the spiritual meals you make represent the signature of Mingyue Hotel. If you sell unqualified spiritual meals, the master-student relationship will be unbound! 】 Deng Sheng: ?(;?Д｀?)! ! have to! That's all for the sake of it.
So what else is there to say? eat it! Isn't it just one hundred mortal first-level spiritual meals? With his cultivation base, he can eat 10,000 servings! Half an hour later, Deng Sheng sat slumped on the ground, holding a leek dumpling, his face full of lovelessness. If you can't eat enough, you can't eat enough! But it's too boring! ! It's still fucking leek dumplings! Deng Sheng felt like he had become a leek! ................................... One hour ago, in the Mingyue Hotel. Bei Caizhe, Mu Shuiyun, and Huang Xueyi walked into the Mingyue Hotel together. "Boss Jiang, here we come!" Bei Caizhe laughed. Jiang Ming beckoned the three of them to sit down, and with a wave of his hand, rice in bamboo tubes and chicken soup stewed with old ginseng, shiitake mushrooms and fish maw floated out of the kitchen. "Old Bei, Master Mu, your spiritual meal has been made, try it." Mu Shuiyun nodded. "Thank you, Boss Jiang." "You're welcome, we're all family." Jiang Ming said, dissipating the spiritual consciousness stuck on the two spiritual meals. The fragrance immediately filled the Mingyue Hotel, lingering on everyone's nose. Bei Caizhe opened the bamboo tube with great interest, but when he looked at the white rice inside the bamboo tube, he was stunned. "Boss Jiang, what I eat is white rice?" "Yes, this is the most suitable spiritual meal for you, try it quickly." Bei Caizhe sniffed fiercely, with a disappointed expression on his face. Although the rice is very fragrant and smells appetizing, but the most fearful thing is the comparison! What is Mu Shuiyun next door drinking? Stewed chicken soup with old ginseng, shiitake mushrooms and fish maw!
What do you eat? White rice! ! ! The gap was immediately apparent! "Boss Jiang, why don't you eat it dry? Don't you want some chili sauce?" "Well, dry food, but the taste should be pretty good." Jiang Ming said seriously. "Boss Jiang, I've only eaten white steamed buns, but I've never eaten this white rice before!" "Don't smear the ink, eat it quickly, the leader Mu has already eaten half of it! When it gets cold, the effect of the spiritual meal will weaken. I don't blame me for not being able to improve my talent." Jiang Ming scolded. Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Mu Shuiyun blushed a little, put the chicken soup on the table in embarrassment, and sipped it with a spoon. (??`w??)! Boss Jiang is fine, why is he mentioning me? To the point where I can't even gulp down chicken soup in order to maintain my ladylike image! This soup is really delicious! ! When using adjectives, Mu Shuiyun can only think of one word, and that is: fresh! The flavors of various ingredients are fused together, and the ultimate umami taste is brought out to the fullest. Bei Caizhe had no choice but to pick up a spoon to scoop up a mouthful of wooden barrel rice and put it into his mouth. With just one sip, all the disgust from before was gone! "delicious!!" Bei Caizhe turned into a real cook! Put the round, white and greasy giant spirit rice into your mouth spoonful after spoonful, and you can't stop! As for whether he can improve his talent, he has long forgotten it. How can you have distracting thoughts while cooking? This is disrespect to food! Cooking rice wholeheartedly, carefully experiencing the feeling of rice jumping at the tip of the mouth, this is the true meaning of cooking rice! ! Seeing that the two of them were eating deliciously, Jiang Ming came to Huang Xueyi's side. "Old Huang, show me your talent, so I can make a spiritual meal for you." Seeing Mu and Bei eating so happily, Huang Xueyi was very envious in his heart. After hearing Jiang Ming's words, he quickly put his talents to use.
A cluster of flames appeared in front of Huang Xueyi. "Boss Jiang, my talent is A-level talent in the fire department." Jiang Ming's consciousness covered the flames, and what he felt was a sense of explosion. "Old Huang, you are the spiritual chef, right?" Huang Xueyi nodded, and Jiang Ming continued. "Do you want to continue to be a spiritual chef, or do you want to concentrate on becoming a beast master?" Huang Xueyi was silent for a while before he spoke. "Boss Jiang, I still want to be a spiritual chef. I like the sense of accomplishment when making spiritual meals!" "Okay. I already have thoughts in my heart, wait for me for a while." As Jiang Ming said, he walked into the kitchen. Huang Xueyi's talent is extremely aggressive, and it should be a talent suitable for fighting, but he has become a spiritual chef. And Lao Huang also said that he wanted to continue to work with Chef Ling. Jiang Ming pondered for a long time in the kitchen, and the field of cooking gods opened. Several spiritual materials appeared. Mysterious spiritual materials: Exploring Spirit Vine, Explosive Flame Earth Dragon, Flame Vein Earth Dragon, Fire Flame Ghost Dragon, Yanjiao...... … An hour later, Jiang Ming came out with the spiritual meal. Bei Caizhe and Mu Shuiyun had already finished eating the spiritual meal, and entered the small box to absorb the effect of the spiritual meal. Qingqiu took Sanbao up to the second floor to watch TV. At this time, only Huang Xueyi was sitting alone on a chair in Mingyue Hotel, watching Jiang Ming come out, Huang Xueyi quickly got up to greet him. "Boss Jiang, is my spiritual meal ready?" Jiang Ming nods Put the spiritual meal on the table. "For this spiritual meal, I use the most essential parts of dozens of mysterious fire-attributed sub-dragon beasts, and then use the Spirit Exploring Teng to link them all together and fuse them together. After you finish eating, your talent should be raised to S Level, and there will be an extra talent of Soling, which will help you go further on the path of being a spiritual chef."