“It’s done?”

Everyone looked at each other. Xu Xuan hadn't moved much at all. He just simply cut the ingredients and put some blood inside to complete the dish?

This is almost the same as a cold dish!

However, cold dishes are also considered a dish. Xu Xuan said before that the smoked dragon is the main one. Now he only uses the blood of the smoked dragon, and does not kill the smoked dragon, but it is also considered to be mainly used.

It’s just that the two of them have some differences in their methods.

This is simply possible for ordinary people to do. They remember everything Xu Xuan did just now. If it was really delicious, it would really make another delicious dish in ordinary people's families.

Of course, although the smoked dragon is an ordinary monster, its price is not low. However, it is not that it cannot be afforded. It can be made with just blood. After a while, it can be made with blood. It is just a bit too cruel...

"Yes, it's already done." Xu Xuan explained in a hurry: "The blood of the smoked dragon has a certain temperature. If it is mixed with the ingredients, it can also achieve the effect of stir-frying. The taste in it has a warm feeling. It's just that the fragrance can be transmitted after a while."

As soon as the words fell, a faint fragrance floated in this pot of dishes, which was not strong, but gave people a special feeling. It slightly increased their appetite and wanted to try this dish that they had never eaten before.

Many diners turned their heads and looked at Yifang, wanting to see what Yifang looks like now. They only saw Yifang's expressionless expression, and they don't know what they are thinking now.

No matter what, many people have started to pick up chopsticks to eat. When they put this cold dish into their mouths, everyone's face changed, and their eyes were filled with shock. Some even wanted to continue picking up and eating, while others were still looking at Yi Fang's face.

"This, the taste is so refreshing. The taste is very sweet and a bit sour, just like drinking fruit dew! The lukewarm and hot temperature is just right. It's obviously a hot day, but I don't feel any problems!"

"Yes, the taste is really great! It really makes people feel appetite..."

Some people started to praise Xu Xuan despite the fact that they were by their side.

However, Xu Xuan did not show a smug smile on his face, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was waiting for something. This dish seems simple, but it is not that simple to master. For example, the same pickled sour ingredients are both unpalatable and some are delicious. Only by grasping them accurately and adding them correctly can you show a good taste. Simple does not mean that it is easy to get started.

At this time, Yi Fang finally took action, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. After stuffing the dish into his mouth, he chewed it slowly and swallowed it, but a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and he sneered at Xu Xuan: "It seems that he is very capable, but he has no real ability at all!"

Yi Fang slapped the chopsticks heavily on the table, lifted the basin, fell to the ground, spilled a piece of the ground, pointing at Xu Xuan and said coldly: "This is just garbage! The sets I said before, but I didn't expect that what I did was completely garbage! There was no spiritual power contained in it, and this was completely garbage among garbage!"

Xu Xuan had a look of disappointment in his eyes, shook his head and nodded again, as if he was talking to himself: "Is that so, what is the smell now? "

"So what if the taste is great? Without a little spiritual power in it, it's simply garbage among garbage! You are not even worthy of being an apprentice, you can only be an ordinary folk chef!" Yi Fanghan said with a face, "You're just rubbish, let me teach you a lesson, what is low-key!"

A faint flame rose from Yi Fang's hand, but the degree of burning in it did not decrease at all! The guests around him suddenly changed their faces and dodged to the side.

No matter how delicious the dishes Xu Xuan cooks are, he is just an ordinary person, a chef without a rank! The things he makes do not have spiritual power.

Facing the fist that E Fang waved, Xu Xuan did not show any fear, but still looked calm, as if it was this fist, not hitting him.

At this critical moment, a petite figure blocked the front, waved his hand and easily blocked Yi Fang's fist. At the same time, a "sizzling" sound came from between the two, like a piece of burnt red iron, poured by water.

"Chef Yi, can you give me some face?"

What caught Xu Xuan's eyes was a delicate woman. She didn't look beautiful, but she looked quite handsome, giving people a clean feeling. Her long fluttering hair floated behind her, bringing a faint fragrance to Xu Xuan.

When Yi Fang saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, then put his fist back, but smiled contemptuously: "Who am I thinking? It turned out to be Miss Qingyu from Zuihualou. Why, are you here to secretly learn the dishes of Yuanyanglou today? No, it should be said that you are here to taste the dishes of Yuanyanglou?"

Qingyu's pretty face turned red, and her eyes became firm and she did not refute anything.

"It's certain that Miss Qingyu is worthy of face, but what is your relationship with this kid? Could it be that you were instructed to come?"

When Yi Fang retracted his fist, his face darkened, but he didn't take action. He seemed to be afraid of something and dared not take action.

Qingyu also withdrew her hand, but her petite palm was trembling slightly. Xu Xuan, who had sharp eyes, could tell at a glance that Qingyu was not afraid, but had barely taken over the attack from Yi Fang just now.

"Yes. He was the one I instructed to come and compare with you! Even if there is no spiritual power in the dish, it tastes better than what you did!" Qingyu said coldly, not afraid of Yi Fang.

Xu Xuan was a little surprised by Qingyu's words. It seemed that this girl obviously wanted to protect herself.

"Just!" Yi Fang said in a deep voice: "Do you think this is my full strength? What kind of caregiving customers is obviously here? If the shopkeeper here hadn't helped me, would you think I would come here? Do you still do your best to come here? Mortals absolutely cannot feel the effect, so I said I don't want to do such a thing at all!"

Yi Fang showed a disgusting look, and his previous smile completely disappeared, as if he had completely changed his personality.

"Forget it, since Miss Qingyu said, I will give Zuihualou a face, and I hope I won't let me see him again next time! Otherwise, even if you stop me, I will kill him!" Yi Fang snorted coldly, turned around and left, and said to the shopkeeper: "That's all today. I'm going to the imperial capital, and there is not much time left!"

Although the guests around him showed a hatred look, no one dared to speak out - just because they were ordinary people.

A world where kitchens are respected is not just a casual talk. The higher the level, the stronger the strength. Killing an ordinary person is like crushing an ant to death.

Looking at the far away back, Xu Xuan shook his head in a sigh, feeling a little helpless.

There is no spiritual power in his own dishes. He is clear about this! He has deposed to the mortal world, except for his cooking skills, everything else has disappeared. How can he make dishes with spiritual power?

There are many things that contain spiritual power, just like the peach. What the immortals really eat is definitely not the taste of peaches, but the spiritual power contained in the peaches!

Eating peaches can improve one's own strength and lifespan. The same is true in this world. The more advanced the chef, the stronger the spiritual power you make!

If ordinary people eat, they can live hundreds of years old just by eating and drinking. Those who learn martial arts will have their cultivation increased dramatically.

This is as magical as eating a fairy pill, otherwise how could the kitchen be the most respected?

When Xu Xuan was eating the dishes cooked by Yi Fang, he immediately felt that it contained spiritual power and knew that with his current ability, he could not make dishes containing spiritual power.

But he was still persistent in making this dish, completely trying to point out the mistakes of EFan. Unfortunately, not everyone likes this kind of correction.

This is like "faithful words", not many people like it. Especially those who are more self-centered and arrogant, they will definitely not be able to listen to it.

This is the type of EFang.
Chapter completed!