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No one can believe this.

For the first time, Han Fei felt that cooking was a difficult task.

The oil in the cauldron has boiled. Han Fei wrapped the carp with flour and shook off the excess flour. Put the carp into the oil pan, prepare to fry it, and fry its skin crisply, let it fry a little bit before talking.

As a result, the fish was put into the pan and fried for a long time, the flour was dried, and the skin and meat were still tender and tender. Where does this look look familiar? Obviously raw meat!

Han Fei scratched his head, so that's too much! The first chef of my Thug Academy, I can't even make a fish now? What a joke?

Immediately, Han Fei's face was ruthless: I'm not going to explode, can I do it with Reiki?

This time, Han Fei used the "Spirit Flame Change" topped by Heaven Rank. When Spirit Flame emerged, the fish flesh began to ripen immediately.

When Han Fei thought about it, the fish oil in the pot flew in the air, wrapped the eight-tailed golden carp, and let the fish oil penetrate into the fish meat and exploded in the air.

After a while, the garlic in the pot is fragrant, the sweet and sour sauce is poured, the water is simmered, the strawberry juice is made, and the pot is stirred. For a time, even the middle-aged man who was calm and calm from beginning to end couldn't help but put down the pen in his hand and quietly watched Han Fei cooking in mid-air.

After finishing this meal.

Han Fei took a breath and said, "Well, what? This Jiaolong, would you like to get it again next time? It's a bit laborious."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and finally put down his pen. With one hand, a long table flew to the river.

The middle-aged man glanced at the sweet and sour carp made of Han Fei, sniffed it with his nose first, then nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Sit down, eat."

In the heart of Han Fei, it seems that there are ten thousand tsunamis Jellyfish roaring: so satisfied, it seems that there is another meal!

However, Han Fei has n’t eaten such a tall thing, and I ca n’t help but feel a little emotional.

Before eating, he also glanced at the middle-aged man. This person is quite handsome, and his face is very gentle, and he is quite alive with books, always with a little smile.

This man picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. There was a slight flash of light in his eyes, but his expression did not change much.

It seems to know that Han Fei is staring at himself. The man looked up and looked at Han Fei: "Concentrate on eating."

Han Fei yelled, and also put a piece of fish into the mouth, and immediately there was a strong fragrance blooming in the taste buds, the entrance was not greasy, the fish was tender and tender, just like the freshly made tofu ...

High-end goods are naturally not bad. It's just that when a bite of fish fleshed, Han Fei's mind became clearer.

A pair of chopsticks.

Two chopsticks.

......

When eating about half a catty of meat, Han Fei seems to be frozen. He supported the table in one hand and chopsticks in the other. However, his eyes were fixed.

The middle-aged person glanced at Han Fei lightly, without talking, and continued to eat.

I do n’t know how long.

Han Fei seems to recall a lot of past events, remembering the first time learning sticks, being beaten for the first time, fishing for the first time, using a knife for the first time ... the past pictures in my mind are running fast.

And every time I recall, Han Fei suddenly noticed that there were many problems.

It turns out that the force of the stick should be like this.

Originally, the knife should be cut like this, which can make the most effort and the sharpest.

Originally, the spirit gathering technique should be used like this.

It turns out that the array method can actually be drawn like this.

When Han Fei opened his eyes, he found nothing on the table, only sitting there with chopsticks.

He looked back subconsciously and found that the middle-aged man had already written there.

Han Fei subconsciously asked: "Have you finished eating?"

The middle-aged man said without lifting his head: "It was finished yesterday."

Han Fei: "?????"

Han Fei immediately took a breath: "Yesterday?"

The middle-aged man said softly, "After another three hours, it's time for dinner. You're a little busy, just go and cook!"

"Ah?"

Han Fei was suddenly ignorant: Is it time to eat again?

Han Fei asked weakly: "Let us, how long does it take for meals?"

Middle-aged people responded lightly: "12 hours."

Han Fei dumbfounded: Why did I eat a meal for 18 hours?

Han Fei took a breath of air. Without a word, he ran to his homestead and built a house.

He built a single-story American-style garden house, using a traditional triangular roof, supporting the surrounding triangular roof structure with columns, and adding a fence between the columns so that the columns will not appear abrupt ...

After two hours, the Han Fei just opened the window, and only listened to the gentle voice of the middle-aged man: "It's almost time to eat, it's time to cook."

Han Fei: "..."

A moment later, Han Fei looked at the dragon horn and found the cause of its fatality. It was a round hole in his head, which seemed to be poked to death with a finger.

Han Fei took a breath: how can I eat this stuff? No experience!

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man, who said lightly: "Cut off the dragon's horn, draw out the dragon's ribs and keel, take out the dragon's liver and gentian, shave off the dragon's scale, don't eat the dragon's head, and chop. Do it yourself! "

Han Fei's heart moved: I figured it out? This stuff is full of treasure, you don't want it, I can accept it all.

This time, the Han Fei is a bit difficult to use the Qiankun sword. After all, the Qiankun sword has n’t recognized the Lord, so it ’s a bit unwieldy. The main thing is that twirling dragon bones is a troublesome thing.

Han Fei has been doing it for more than half an hour, and then it has been roughly cleared out. He tried to cut the dragon's horn, but tossed for a long time without moving.

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, don't need the faucet, I will go inside the refining world first. As for the dragon meat ..."

Han Fei thought for a moment: "Forget it, for the first time I have no experience eating it, get a braised dragon meat, dragon meat fire, sliced ​​skin dragon meat. Well, just three, almost enough ... forget, come again Dragon meat with sauce. "

After a while, the middle-aged man saw the sky above the river, the flames of aura rose up into the sky, the sauce was prepared in the pot, and the dragon meat was roasted in the sky.

No one saw this scene.

Otherwise, Han Fei feels that he may be beaten to death by others.

Dragon! Although it is not a real dragon, there is a trace of dragon blood! With so many bells and whistles making so many dragon meat dishes, does Han Fei feel unbearable?

But when I think about it, Han Fei is also happy. The dragon muscles are available, and the materials for practicing the Divine Control are available.

Even, Fishing Rod can be upgraded. This keel is stronger than the Bihaiyou keel that has been dead for many years. I don't know how much stronger, it is really a good thing!

More than one meal, one hour later.

The two of them sat on the table by the river. The middle-aged man picked up a piece of skin dragon meat, dipped in vinegar, and put it in his mouth.

It's over, the middle-aged people pick up a piece of braised dragon meat in turn, a slice of dragon meat with sauce, and finally grab a dragon meat to burn.

Han Fei, holding a dragon meat burning, looked at the middle-aged man. After a long time, the middle-aged talent responded lightly: "Yes, this is a bit too greasy."

Middle-aged refers to braised dragon meat.

Han Fei was puzzled, picked up a piece of braised dragon meat and stuffed it into his mouth, only to feel the rolling energy into the body, and the blood gas suddenly burst.

Forcibly suppressed this throbbing, Han Fei was desperately stuffed into the mouth, what a greasy taste? What a delicious dragon meat! If you do n’t eat, I still want to eat.

Unfortunately, Han Fei only ate five or six pounds, and the entire person's skin was already red, panting like fire. Open your mouth, and you find a flame that spews out of your mouth.

The middle-aged person looked at Han Fei disgustingly: "When eating, I really want to catch my breath, so I turned my head to pant."

Han Fei eyes are red: What are I breathing? I'm so hot.

Immediately, Han Fei left his seat and ran to the river. His thoughts moved, and the river of water poured from his head.

"No! You have to practice," 108 Wild God Body "and practice in the river."

"Boom!"

I saw that Han Fei jumped into the river and made various strange poses. The middle-aged man was holding a piece of skin dragon meat, looking at Han Fei in the water from time to time.

When Han Fei completed those 108 poses, the middle-aged person narrowed his eyes slightly ~ IndoMTL.com ~ When he narrowed his eyes, Han Fei did not find that the middle-aged person pinched his fingers, it seemed to be calculating something.

This time, Han Fei did not sit for a day. Although the dragon meat is very powerful, but the desolate **** body is also very powerful. It only took two hours to calm down this tumbling blood.

It's just that at this time, middle-aged people said lightly: "It's time to sleep."

Han Fei speechless: I haven't gotten my bed yet, so I went to bed?

Han Fei can't help whispering: go to sleep, go to sleep, where is it not to sleep?

It ’s over, he really ran into his unfinished hut, looked at the wooden board, and suddenly pulled out a shell of more than six meters from the swallowing seashell. The mussels were drained, and they lay directly in the mussel shell and began to sleep.

Not to mention, Han Fei ca n’t remember, when was the last time I slept?

Although practitioners do not need to sleep. However, eating and sleeping are the blessings of life. The happiness of ordinary people is not easy for practitioners.

With this consciousness, Han Fei slept quite sleepily until he heard the pattering rain.

Han Fei: "?????"

Han Fei opened his eyes and looked awkward: this secret realm! There is no such day, where is the rain? What are you doing, is it funny?

Han Fei quickly got up and walked out of the house. Sure enough, I saw a drizzle of rain.

Then he saw the middle-aged man sitting in front of a bluestone with a tea cup in his hand, and the mist of water rose from the cup. And within 10 meters near that stone platform, there was no rain.

On the bluestone countertop, there is a teapot, and there is a teacup on the opposite side. It looks Han Fei stunned: is this for you?

Sure enough, the middle-aged man did n’t even look back, and said lightly: "Sit down and drink tea."

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