Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1625: Little culinary expert

"Master, your cooking skills are awesome, I love you so much!" Mantou ate the braised fish excitedly, and stingyly divided Fengxingying's half of the fish's tail.

"Try it?" Feng Xingying pushed to Qiu Yingqi, this fish is still Chef Qiu Yingqi.

Feng Xingying feels that she has a curse aura on her body. She is always a master of theory and a hands-on idiot in cooking.

Anything she makes by herself is not delicious, and others make good under her guidance.

The seniors who were pointed out also served their dishes separately. The table is full, and it feels really good.

"Mine, mine, all mine."

"Sister Feng, you are so amazing, come to the kitchen to teach us how to cook in the future?"

"No problem." Feng Xingying is in a good mood: "I will teach you to squeeze peanut oil first?"

Senior brother is really savvy: "No, I have already watched it. Sixth Junior Brother, you take a few people to buy all the peanuts from Dali Kingdom."

"Sunflower seeds, walnuts, and almonds can all be bought back to make oil." Feng Xingying added.

"Good~~"

"Buy some fish for me by the way, the fish made by the big brother is really delicious." Mantou complimented.

"Don't buy this, catch it yourself."

"Stingy." Mantou ignored him, staring eagerly at the big fish that was about to come out of the pot. This was the main dish.

"Don't look, this is for honoring the master." Qiu Yingqi said coldly.

"What? It's obviously something that my master has worked so hard to make, so why let you sell it." The steamed bun greedy insects can find any excuses.

"The younger sister is going to send it."

"..."

After that, it was cooking. Feng Xingying really didn't understand how the ancients survived. Not to mention that they had no pasta. Even grains such as rice and wheat were just cooked into porridge.

Feng Xingying made a dry meal, and it can be considered a shocking horror. Then she wants to make more pasta. Doesn't she have to be admired by the whole faction?

No matter what, let's talk about doing filial piety and wooing steamed buns first.

The day when Feng Xingying came to the Lingshan Sword Sect, it was because of her cooking skills that she gained a lot of favorability.

When the whole peak of Shufeng had white rice that night, everyone was so satisfied that there was no way to describe it.

Who wants to drink porridge every day if there is food to eat?

The next day, Feng Xingying woke up early in the morning, and she was in the sun, quietly vomiting spiritual energy, trying to get through her body's spiritual veins.

Mantou glanced at the approaching figure, and suddenly opened a barrier to isolate Feng Xingying's entire room.

Qiu Yingqi looked at this enchantment with a smeared face, and loudly reminded: "Junior Sister Feng, it is the custom of our Lingshan Sword School to practice swords every morning, and we must not slack one day.

Junior sister should get up quickly~IndoMTL.com~ and I will practice swordsmanship with me. "

Qiu Yingqi’s people were isolated by the barrier, but they couldn’t isolate the voice. Feng Xingying responded with an annoyance:

"Then what if I can't stand up?"

"Junior sister, good at diligence and playfulness, how do you practice swords like this?"

"I can't hold on to my talent." Feng Xingying was really a little angry. If she could do one mind and two purposes, Qiu Yingqi's voice had already interrupted her breakthrough.

Although Qiu Yingqi is not hostile and just accustomed to self-righteousness, Feng Xingying still feels unhappy.

"Is my swordsmanship surpassing you, so I don't need to practice swords anymore?"

"Victory me? Junior sister joked. Even if I don't need a bit of spiritual power, you are not my opponent."

"This is what you said, then you are not allowed to use the slightest spiritual power. We have had breakfast and see you at the sword test platform." Feng Xingying clung to the final decision.