Spicy chicken.

A magical dish, nicknamed by the general public, is a search for chicken in chili.

If you encounter a dark-hearted restaurant, you won’t eat a few pieces of chicken and sweep it over, and it will be filled with dried red pepper flakes.

"The 'Spicy Chicken' method of braised tofu!"

Wang Fuquan and his apprentices were sweating on their foreheads.

Chen Zhiyuan looked at the mountains of red hot sauce piled up in the big pot and couldn't help but imagine that if he had recorded this cooking video well and edited it and sent it to the bee station as a submission, he had already automatically figured out how those silly netizens posted barrage:

【Damn it, isn’t it expensive for bean paste?】

【This dish, hot sauce is the essence!】

[I'll help the up owner issue a high-energy warning. A strong man who is not "Iron Ju" quickly retreats]

Chen Zhiyuan, who had reached the level of superb state with a barrage in his heart, seemed to be nowhere to beside him, and a silly smile appeared on his face as if he was funny by the silly sand.

"What are you trying to do?!"

Wang Fuquan couldn't calm down anymore, his face tightly, and his mood seemed much more ups and downs than when he first entered the store.

The proportion and value of bean paste have far exceeded that of meat and tofu.

This old chef has a subtext for mom selling criticism...

You're fucking regardless of the cost, right?

As a store, from the perspective of business, such dishes are all a loss of money. The more customers order, the more they lose money!

Xia Yan didn't raise his head, staring at the dishes in the big pot with a serious face, but said silently in his heart:

A system of evil.

In terms of vision, there are 2 idle skill points in the personal panel.

The first two days ago, he used 2 skill points to improve the basic levels of "Sword Technique" and "Crimson" respectively, and Xia Yan was not in a hurry to improve the advanced skill pointed out, fearing that he would become fat and would be difficult to digest after taking it in one breath. The facts proved that his concerns were correct.

Now Xia Yan is facing another situation.

The 'rating of the task requirement is not lower than 80, and the dark index is not lower than mild', which cannot be said to be absolutely stable.

The tofu dishes I am currently making are considered to be their strengths and their signatures.

Xia Yan carefully reviewed a series of processes, and there was no mistake in his personal performance.

But no matter how you say it is the first time you use ‘extra bean paste’, it is still a big use, and it is piled up like a mountain, with tofu and meat foam...

To put it another way, on a whim, I decided to entertain Wang Fuquan with a new menu, Xia Yan simply wanted to update the recipe and make a cooking skill. It doesn’t matter if the task fails. I only lost the opportunity to open an ordinary treasure chest, but...

Specializing in signature dishes, sprinting star recipes failed.

Disgraceful!

If the core recipes are successful in hitting one-star or even two-star ratings, then it can be said that the cooking skill level is stable at one-star rating or above. At this point, the system's evaluation of his cooking skill should change.

From then on, we will get rid of the rookie.

One-star chef is still very terrible, but at least it is the first step in the transformation from youth to maturity.

"... Can it shine, or can it?"

Xia Yan heard the muttering from behind.

Chen Zhiyuan looked expectant: "Only the shiny food is a good food. Only the shiny food that brings people happiness is a real shiny food."

Shining? The idea is very brave.

Don’t forget that in the world of "China One", those fearsome "dark cuisine" will shine.

But it is impossible to say that Xia Yan has no idea at all. "Lighting" is a daydream in reality, but it is different in paradise. The rules here are completely different from reality. What if, if he accidentally touches the door and pushes it open...

Thinking of this, his heart beat violently, and Xia Yan used his hands and brains: "Do all 2 skill points to "fire firewood earth stove"!"

The assignment was successful.

"Firewood and Earth Stove" has reached its full level and cannot be upgraded.

"Very good, the first time the advancement point is full!"

Xia Yan took a deep breath.

The tofu, meat and bean paste in the big pot are in the final smoldering stage.

He grabbed the iron clip and threw a few pieces of dry firewood into the earth stove. The already red stove air outlet was whistling, and the flames instantly swallowed the new firewood and made a "crackling" sound.

The juice is being cut in the fire!

Chen Zhiyuan was the first to discover something wrong. His eyes moved from the hot sauce mountain in the big pot to the air outlet of the earthen stove. Seeing the burning in the stove, he whispered to himself: "Strange, the fire is too big, why does the smell of firewood have decayed much more than just now."

The earth stove is connected to the chimney, and even so, it is inevitable that there will be leaks. The store was filled with a hint of fireworks before, but now it is still the case.

The smell of pungent and dry nose suddenly became much less.

"clang."

A large iron spoon turned around the edge of the pot and then gently tapped it, "Thicken!"

“It’s served.”

With a few swishes, the hot dishes were plated with a large spoon. Xia Yan picked up the largest soup basin in the shop and placed the sumptuous meal stacked like a mountain top in front of Wang Fuquan and his several apprentices.

Bowls, plates and chopsticks are in a row.

Xia Yan stood at the bar and smiled slightly at everyone: "This is my best and most signature dish. Please enjoy it slowly. If you have any dissatisfaction, just say, I only have one request."

"Be sure to eat it before leaving."

Eat clean?

The young store manager and chef emphasized again.

"Guru~"

Hearing this, several apprentices swallowed their saliva first.

It's not about wanting to eat, but...

Frightened.

Fear!

Can be used like this?

Is it necessary to stew tofu like this? Do you specialize in chili or vegetables?

As a local Shuchuan person, I have seen many dishes that emphasize spicy food, but at this moment, I still feel young and have little knowledge.

Wang Fuquan squinted his eyes and did not express his opinion.

The hill tip is close to you, and the hot and spicy taste is mixed and it is coming to you. This is simply the output of spicy mountain riding.

"I want to try it."

Wang Fuquan just looked up, and the calm look at Xia Yan made Chen Zhiyuan fascinated and admired.

"Awesome, amazing, worthy of being the old chef, I have never seen any battle!"

Chen Zhiyuan knew that Master Wang was not simple, and the smelly fish and rotten shrimp were not qualified to act as Shaoan's minion.

Seeing Wang Fuquan pick up the spoon, he leaned in at the foot of the soup basin, and then dug the spoon for a long time before he could dig out a piece of equally bright red tofu from the hot sauce mountain...

Holding the grass! Chen Zhiyuan's anus shrinks faintly.

"Dong!!"

A chair fell to the ground.

"Walk" the palms trembled significantly. Put down the spoon with red smear, and blue veins popped out from Wang Fuquan's neck, and he immediately turned around and took steps.

Ah? Several apprentices also stood up shakingly, but turned around. In their sight, the dishes with a mountain of spicy sauce were piled up, and in the wisps of heat, it seemed like there was a demonic phantom with a horn on their heads. They smiled and said to them with a low smile, and they would tempt them. Just eat, taste it, just a small bite.

Wang Fuquan, who was walking in front, suddenly felt weak under his feet.

"Master!" The apprentices held him up.

Hu, Hu, Hu...

He gasped loudly and struggled, and Wang Fuquan, who was carried away by his apprentice, sucked in the fresh air outside the store, and the burning heat flow in the mouth, esophagus and stomach became even stronger.

A corner of the city, next to a well.

Wang Fuquan took a bucket of well water, swallowed the cow and drank it for a long time before he looked up and exhaled heavily: "Life! I'm alive!"

A face was buried in the bucket and lifted up again, and the water droplets splashed, and the eyes were particularly wet.

Apprentices, look at me, and I look at you again, and I dare not go up and get into trouble.

After a while, Wang Fuquan was not angry and scolded these apprentices: "Get back, stand for me for a few hours, and practice knife skills."

"Master, don't you care about that store?"

He slapped the apprentice's light head with a slap. Wang Fuquan was still hissing in his mouth to relieve the spicyness: "What do you care about? Humph, I have to report to Lord Shaoan. Another dark cuisine world has emerged in our Jinguan City..."
Chapter completed!