Of course, the old man who was drunk in bed could not respond, but at the end of the day, Nianfu was still a little worried about leaving.

The old man's quilt was too thin and his clothes were not warm enough. Although there was a small stove in the house, if Nianfu wanted to go out, he didn't dare to put it in the house and burn it. What if he got poisoned? He wanted to buy a thick quilt for the old man, but she forgot to bring money when she went out today, and only a few dozen cents were left, nothing was enough.

No, you can do something.

Nianfu suddenly saw the basket she brought to the door. She thought that it was difficult to get back to the door and left empty-handed, so she brought some of the four snacks she made from Dr. Gao. If she made some porridge, it would be great.

Where is Kemi?

During the search process, Nianfu found that the clay pot in the corner was full of a can of black chicken soup, which had frozen a layer of yellow soup oil, and even the soup solidified into jelly shape, which took a lot of time at first glance.

This is something that the old man stewed for himself, and he should receive this intention no matter what.

Nianfu put the soup on the fire, heated it up again, and found another casserole to boil the porridge. Because she was afraid that it would take too long, she used the blessing of the God of Fire, and the porridge was quickly cooked. The particles were clearly blooming with beautiful rice flowers. The sweet rice fragrance was very good when the smell was smelled. Quickly remove the heat, let the remaining heat slowly simmer the slightly refreshing porridge into a sticky rice paste, so that when the old man got up and had it, it was just the right time.

But,

What kind of fragrance is this?

A strong food aroma came secretly, which Nianfu had never felt before. Even this strong fragrance was better than the old soup made by Lu Ying with abalone. It had a fascinating smell.

Nianfu turned his head in surprise and saw that the chicken soup on the small stove was slowly getting hot, emitting white smoke and a strong temptation.

Is it just it?

"Why don't you put the lid up?"

Suddenly, a hoarse low shout came from behind him, which scared Nianfu. The old man in the drunken dream suddenly woke up in shock. He groped and sat up, pointing at a stack of grease paper on the cabinet, his eyes anxious.

Nianfu immediately understood what he meant, so he quickly took out a piece of oil paper and sealed the mouth of the clay pot tightly. When the oil soup rolled up and soaked the oil paper, apply another layer.

She once heard that when cooking in ancient ways, she would abandon the cover because she was afraid that the aroma would run away and use oil paper. Make sure to lock all the aromas to make the dishes more color. But she didn't expect that this old man would stew a pot of soup so carefully. No, it should be hot now.

The old man didn't expect that the girl actually understood what she meant to do, and she knew what to do without waiting for his instructions. Did she become a disciple?

The old man felt sad, but he still asked with a hint of hope, "Who is your master?"

Ah? Nianfu stared at the stove intently. After a while, he realized, "Master? No, I don't have a Master."

The old man suddenly became happy, but he had a new question, "How could you make that mooncake without a master? Don't tell me, it was developed by you yourself. At your age, you can't develop these things."

Nian Fu was slightly embarrassed. Then he said calmly, "I learned most of the mooncakes and other foods that I know from other places, but I can't explain this. If you believe me, you will just think that I have a dream, and the dream will be taught by the gods."

The old man's eyes lit up suddenly, and his expression became a little weird and enthusiastic, "You have also received help from a god? Then will you control the fire?"

Nianfu was shocked and almost sat on the ground in fear, "Are you, too..."

Coming from it?

Then should she say "Dear", do you have free shipping?" Or should she ask him if he couldn't have fried chicken or beer and rice wine when the first snow was snowing?

"Yes!" Before she asked, the old man obviously misunderstood what she meant and had already responded happily. Then he turned his head and stared at the stove where the soup was making, crossing his hands together, as if he was extremely hard.

A magical scene appeared, and as he exerted his power, the fire suddenly became bigger.

But after less than five seconds, the fire shrank back. The old man seemed to have run five thousand meters, feeling tired and sweating profusely, "I am really old, and now I am the only one."

Nianfu's chin was about to hit the ground, "You have fire too...huohuo..." The winning rate of the Fire God family is very high!

The old man misunderstood again and nodded slowly. He looked at her eyes with a little more of his own taste, "You are the third person who knows this secret except my master and.... Now, let me see your abilities."

Well, seeing that the old man is so tired, he probably won a small prize from the Vulcan family. Perhaps, it should be said that it is a special ability?

Nianfu decided to be a low-key person, so he just walked to the stove, hooked his fingers, and pulled out a thread of the fire and wrapped it between his fingers. It was like teasing a naughty little snake, relaxing and casual.

But that was the case, which shocked the old man and almost sobered up.

"You... can you do this?"

Nianfu laughed dryly, "It's actually not too easy, and I can't use it for too long."

"That's because your physical condition is not good enough." The old man suddenly interrupted her seriously, looking like a person who has experienced it. "Like when I was young, I would have been manipulating the flames for a longer time, but I don't have the ability to divide the fire like you. But I heard from my master that people like us have different abilities, and maybe you will be weaker elsewhere."

Seeing that he was talking and fell into his own thoughts, Nianfu had to ask curiously, "Old man, do you mean that there are still many people like us?"

Is there an association? Hurry up and join a gang to do things!

But the old man glanced at her unhappily, "Do you think this is a weed on the roadside and can be picked up everywhere? As far as my master knows, one of us can't produce one for hundreds of years. My master knows that it is because his ancestors have also produced such a strange person. But that person's ability is different from that person. He can concentrate the fire at one point and reach high temperatures at that point."

That is equivalent to a convex lens and a concave mirror? "But what is the use of this function?"

Useless.

In fact, the ancestor of the old man's family was also very depressed. He tried to do this for many years and wanted to study the use of his special abilities. However, in addition to achieving the effect of burning cigarette butts, he did not find out what his ability was. Instead, he found some methods to enhance physical fitness and control his ability were passed down, and the old man also benefited a lot from it when he was young.

But I can wait until the future to say these words. Now there is a saying that the old man has to say, "You take me as your teacher, I can teach you all my skills..."

"Ah! The soup is ready!" Listening to the bubbling sound behind him, the girl was busy picking up several layers of oil paper with chopsticks. The thick fragrance spread out without any scruples, making people almost drunk.

The old man closed his eyes, it was a waste! She didn't know how to open a small mouthful of oil paper. Take your time to smell the fragrance?

But Nianfu didn't know his recklessness, and took a deep breath intoxication, thinking that this is probably the feeling of Piaopiao's ecstasy? And for the first time in his life, the saying that eating meat is worse than smelling fragrance is still valid in some cases.

However, at this time, in addition to being attracted by the fragrance, she was also completely aroused to eat meat. She was unceremonious and added a bowl to eat meat and drink soup.

When the crispy chicken and soup melted between her lips and teeth, Nianfu didn't know how to describe her feeling at this moment.

If she had to describe it, she could only say that if she was wearing it for such a benefit, she would be worth it.

"Try the glutinous rice in the chicken's belly again." Seeing her enjoyable expression, the old man suddenly stopped anxious, but instead smiled slightly and reminded him.

It turns out that there is still good material hidden inside?

He gently pulled the chopsticks to both sides, and the chicken belly was completely absorbed with chicken oil and the delicious golden glutinous rice, and it was exposed. Each of them was crystal clear as topaz, and picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth. When the taste bloomed on his tongue, Nianfu felt that his pores all over his body instantly bloomed. At this point in life, there was really no regret.

I couldn't wait to dig out all the glutinous rice that was only slightly larger than the adult fist and ate it. Nianfu felt that even if she came to see forty-nine heavenly thunders, she would have to bear it!

"Is it delicious?" the old man asked with a smile, his eyes flashing with a sly calculating.

Apart from nodding, Nianfu couldn't say anything beside her, and no words could express her inner praise and touch.

The old man asked again, "Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

I was so willing! I nodded desperately, just for this black chicken soup, she even insisted on taking him as her teacher even if she pestered her!

"Then—" the old man put away his smile and suddenly said seriously, "You will be the 587th generation successor of the Zhu family in the future. From then on, you will forget your original name and change your surname to Zhu with me!"

Nani? Nianfu, who was blinded by food, was stunned by the last trace of clarity in his mind and did not nod his head stupidly.

"Do you want to change your surname?"

The old man nodded.

She would nod her head if she was almost sure to win, but the girl shook her head.

"I'm afraid it won't work." If Hui Niang knew that she had changed her surname without authorization, she would definitely slash her!

"Why, don't you want to learn this craft?" The old man was a little anxious. This girl who also had superpowers to fire was simply a disciple given to him by God. How could he not take him as his teacher?

Nianfu shook his head again, "It's not that I don't want to learn, wouldn't it be enough for me to become a disciple? Why do you have to change your surname?"

The old man quickly explained, "This is a rule passed down by our master. Our Zhu family respects fire and worships the god of fire Zhurong as his ancestor. Therefore, all descendants, no matter what their disciples' original surname are, as long as the descendants who inherit the mantle, must change their surname to Zhu. Just like as my teacher, my original surname is Yin, but now I am also changed to Zhu Silin."

Everything is so good? If you change yourself, will you become a blessing? Pig Miss Father?

nonono! Nianfu shook his head abruptly, "It's really not possible. My mother will never agree to my name change."

Zhu Silin was anxious, "I can teach you the best chef, and even the imperial chef is not as good as the imperial chef!"

But even if she becomes the emperor, she can't beat her mother, right?

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't pass my mother's hurdle."

"Then how do you change it?"

"It's really impossible." Nian Fu knew that Hui Niang was so despicable that her father had disappeared. She was the only witness of her mother's love. If even this witness was named someone else, Yi Hui Niang's bad temper would be afraid that she would strangle her twice.

"Old man, I'll leave first. There is food on the table, so I'll see you some other day."

Nianfu ran away unkindly, making Zhu Silin so angry that he got up angrily. He saw the big changes at home, some food on the table, and white porridge cooked in the stove...

Then—Let’s have a meal first. Master will become even more angry after eating. Who can teach him if he doesn’t become his apprentice at this level?

No, she has to take her as her teacher, and she has to take her as her teacher if she doesn't want to. In short, he has to accept this apprentice! But is there any way to solve this problem?
Chapter completed!