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The fat fish that emerged from the Bufang system space bag and landed on the table kept slapping their tails, making violent sounds.

The fish's gills opened slightly, and the mouth was spitting out water vapor, and rich spiritual energy kept squirting out of its mouth.

This fish is called the Dragon Carp. It is a spiritual beast in the divine realm. It has very good flesh and a very good taste.

The reason why Bu Fang chose this kind of spirit beast was also considered after deep thought. The system originally provided Bu Fang with many fish spirit beasts. Bu Fang had referenced them, but in the end he chose this dragon carp.

It’s not because of the strength of the dragon carp, but because the meat of the dragon carp is very similar to a species of fish in the previous life.

After all, the dish he chose to cook this time was West Lake sweet and sour fish, and the ingredients he chose were the best.

Bu Fang also saw the fat fish chosen by Wen Renchou, which was a kind of cod.

According to Bu Fang's guess, the other party should want to make fried cod.

This is also a very delicious dish.

Everyone saw Bu Fang's fish and looked at Wen Ren's ugly fish, and they were slightly stunned.

So far they have been unable to tell what kind of dishes they are going to cook.

The green smoke in Bu Fang's hand swayed, and the dragon bone kitchen knife suddenly fell into his hand. He played a knife flower with a familiarity. Bu Fang let out a breath from his mouth and his eyes fell on the dragon carp.

The tip of the knife slashed empty on the fish's body, as if looking for the position to cut the knife.

After a long time, Bu Fang finally took the knife.

As soon as the knife was played, the kitchen knife shot out like lightning and instantly passed by the fish.

Tear and pull!

As if it was the sound of steel rubbing, fish scales burst out like flying knives.

The rough attitude shocked everyone.

Bu Fang's face was calm and he was not surprised by these. After scraping the scales on one side, he grabbed the fish's tail and flipped it. The fish turned over, the knife went straight down, and the sound of steel rubbing sounded again.

The scales splashed, and in a short while, the whole fish was processed.

Remove the gills of the fish, remove the internal organs... a series of movements flow.

However, Bu Fang's actions were much more brutal than Wen Ren's ugly actions.

If the way Wenren deals with fish is a gentleman, then Bu Fang is like a irritable man... not gentle at all.

But even if it is not gentle, it does not affect that special beauty.

far away.

The rich smell of fish meat had already wafted, and everyone couldn't help but lift their noses, deeply sucking the fragrance that filled the air.

Outside the barrier, the rain poured down, hitting the light curtain, being divided and flowing all over the ground.

Within the barrier, there was silence and silence, and everyone was paying attention to the cooking kitchen bucket of the two.

Wenren Chou was frying the cod meat with great concentration. The meat was very special and it also tested his control over the flames.

So he didn't dare to relax at all.

His mental power seemed to have turned into substance, spreading out from time to time, completely covering the pan.

The thoughts make the surrounding space become a little stagnant.

He has a strong mental power, so he is more and more at ease in mastering the temperature.

The meat of cod has begun to turn yellow, and the fragrance is as silky as threads, pouring into people's breath.

Many people have begun to exclaim and be amazed.

Because they found that Boss Bu's cooking skills seemed to be suppressed...

On the other hand, Bu Fang had just processed the fish, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed the knife on the back of the fish, marking it one after another.

With a casual swing, the fish fell into the big bowl prepared by Bu Fang. The bowl was covered with moist starch, which was evenly spread on the fish body.

The Xuanwu pot emerged in a burst of black smoke, extremely heavy, with a slight shock in his heart.

Bu Fang opened his mouth and sprayed a golden flame, which rushed into the bottom of the pot and burned up, causing the temperature in the Xuanwu pot to rise rapidly.

Pour oil into the pot, and the flames continue to burn, making the temperature get higher and higher. Finally, the oil in the pot splashed and sizzled.

Bu Fang stretched out his hand, swept the surface of the pot, sensed the oil temperature in the pot, and grabbed the fish tail and put the processed fish into the pot.

As soon as the fish meat was put into the pot, the oil juice in the pot changed instantly, and white foam continued to emerge.

Because the oil temperature in the pot is very high, the fish reacts rapidly after it is put into the pot, and the edge of the knife opens quickly...

The fish begins to turn golden.

Bu Fang picked up the fish with a knife in his hand, and held it on top of the pot so that the fish would not stick to the bottom of the pot.

When the fish is fried, the step is to push the fish aside, take a bow shape, and continue to fry the fish.

Next, every part of the fish body is evenly affected by the oil temperature.

A strong smell of fish rose from the Xuanwu pot.

The heat rushes up and gathers above the pot, turning into a misty white air, obscuring people's vision.

With a pick of the shovel, he immediately took out the fried fish from the pot and put it into the prepared porcelain plate.

On the other side, Bu Fang took out the spiritual medicines filled with spiritual energy from the system space bag.

The kitchen knife in his hand waved and turned into streams of light, flashing, cutting all the spiritual medicines into pieces.

After warming up some oil, pour the chopped spiritual medicine into the pot.

Stir-fry with pan.

The fire rose into the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

The medicinal coriander smells like a scent that spreads around.

Use a shovel to circle the pot, pour the wet starch into the Xuanwu pot, making the soup in the pot a little thicker.

Take out a black jar, which contains a kind of spiritual vinegar, which has a strong sour taste.

In addition to the vinegar, sweet and sour fish naturally has a sweet taste.

Put the rock sugar provided by the system into it and cut it open, and the rich soup will be sticky and sweet.

Gulugulu.

The thick soup is boiling and bubbles.

The color of the book was calm. He used a spatula to scoop up some soup and tasted it gently. The sweet and sour taste immediately spread into his taste buds.

After smashing his mouth, Bu Fang nodded with satisfaction.

The next moment, with his hand raised, the Xuanwu pot floated up, and swept the spatula, and the hot, thick and sour soup was scooped out and poured on the fried dragon carp.

Scream!!

The heat instantly spread from the fish's body, and the fish seemed to roar.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the fried dragon carp actually shook suddenly, the fish tail flipped up and the fish mouth opened.

He threw the spatula into the pot, took a step back, exhaled gently, wiped off some rustling soup on the porcelain plate, making the plate tidy and untainted.

"Western Lake Sweet and Sour Fish... Completed."

Bu Fang nodded with satisfaction and said softly.

After doing all this, Bu Fangcai raised his head and looked at Wen Rencang in the distance.

Wen Rencang also completed his cooking of dishes. His mouth was raised, as if he felt something, and he looked at Bu Fang.

The two of them collided in the air.

Bu Fang had no expression, while Wen Ren Chou raised his lips slightly, his eyes fell, and he looked at Bu Fang.

"You're sure to lose!" Wen Ren grinned ugly, he was extremely confident.

He is in very good condition today, and he has almost no mistakes. Whether it is the control of flames or the excessive spiritual energy in the dishes, it is perfectly realized and completed.

In the white porcelain plate, a piece of golden and bright fried cod meat kept emitting a fragrance.

The green leaves of the herbs are decorated with dishes, making the dishes quite exquisite.

Wen Renchou held the dish and nodded to Bu Fang.

Outside the light curtain, the rain was getting heavier, and the sound of rain kept beating on the light curtain, deafening.

But inside the light curtain, there was silent. Everyone took a deep breath and did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Da da da da da.

Wen Rencang walked to Bu Fang with his dishes.

"Boss Bu, the fried cod underneath has been completed. I wonder if your dishes can be finished?" Wen Ren asked with an ugly smile, with a very confident face.

Bu Fang nodded, and also held up the West Lake sweet and sour fish with one hand and walked into the restaurant.
To be continued...