Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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Not long after the boiling sea surface, there was a scene of thousands of fishes racing, even the oldest fishermen have never seen such a scene.

Then, a figure flashed on the sea. Feng Luo only felt a flower in front of her, and when she left, she immediately returned to her original position, but this time she was holding a golden palm-sized fish in her hand.

"Today you have a good fortune." Shi Yudao, "This deep-sea winter yellow croaker, the flesh is tender and pure, and the seventh-day heaven is full of aura. It should have a different taste when cooked."

Speaking, she picked up a flat stone washed by the sea from the side, and then a fire was burning under the stone. Fengluo saw the water on the stone evaporate quickly.

The scented vegetable oil was squeaked on the stones. When Shi Yu's hands were too forgotten, the small yellow croaker was quickly removed from the fish bones, leaving only the fish on both sides.

Shi Yu put the side with the fish skin on the slate. When the fish was half cooked, he sprinkled other condiments and turned over and fry. The original side was browned and crispy.

At this time, Shi Yu withdrew the fire under the stone, and left the temperature of the stone to cook the fish. At the same time, she took a peach powder crystal jar.

The jar contained peach nectar that she had brewed before. Although it was not as good as the one made by Master, it tasted pretty good. Shi Yu applied a thin layer of peach nectar to the yellow croaker, and the brownish yellow croaker, which was originally fried, suddenly showed a shiny amber color.

"Is this the new way of eating?" Feng Luo decided to be interesting.

"No." Shi Yu himself tore off a piece of fish and put it in the end. The tight meat of deep-sea fish chewed very chewy, and the most delicate thing was the layer of fish skin on the surface. The fish skin has been fried and crispy, and a layer of slightly sweet peach nectar wrapped on it blends with the delicious aroma of the fish meat, which has a delicate taste.

This taste is different from the sweet and sour fish dishes. It is just another sweet taste of the fish, which makes Feng Luo quite novel.

"It tastes surprisingly good," he exclaimed. "I thought that eating a few more bites of beet would feel greasy. I didn't expect that this fish would not have this disadvantage at all."

"Seasoning is also condiment. Like other flavors, it can also reflect the taste of ingredients. But it is not too good."

The size of the small yellow croaker is only a little bigger than the slap. After the preparation, there are only two small pieces of fish. Two people can solve it with a few mouthfuls.

After all, when the stone was washed up by the seawater, there were no traces on it.

The two seem to be interested. Every day at sunrise or sunset, they will be in high tide, sitting on this reef and eating.

They don't care about the people around them and let the aroma of those foods drift away with the wind.

Of course, people are exaggerating when they smell the scent, but these two people are so relaxed, so many people are secretly asking who they will be.

In the end, this is Lancang Zong's territory, and here suddenly appeared two people from unknown sources, naturally also attracted Lan Cangzong's attention.

Large gates, basically hundreds of miles away from gates, will distribute their eyeliners in the dark to observe the wind and grass moving around.

It can be said that when Shi Yu and the two of them appeared together in this fishing village, they had already caught Lan Cangzong's attention in secret. It was only then that Lancang Zongzong always regarded them as passing passengers, and did not take it seriously, but after that they stayed in the fishing village, so this Lancang Zongzhuang was regarded as not paying attention.

"Do you mean that one of the women is suspected to be a magician?" After receiving the news, the elder of the Lancang ancestor groaned for a moment after getting the news, and said, "You continue to pay attention to the movement of these two people, remember Don't bother them. "

If the other person is really a magician ...

Thinking of this, the elder said, "Forget it, you don't go first. Let me go to the meeting in person."

If he is really a magician, then he might be able to use this opportunity to enter the inner door ...

——

Shi Yu never expected that he would meet the elders of Lan Cangzong so quickly.

This was a little unexpected to her, or, in other words, the appearance of the elder appeared earlier.

Fengluo noticed that his look was not right, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? This elder of Lancangzong handed over the post, you don't seem very happy."

"No." Shi Yu shook her head. "He will come over, everything is as I expected. It's just too fast."

"Too fast?" Feng Luo didn't quite understand.

Shi Yu explained: "According to my previous assumption, it is not surprising that we will attract Lan Cangzong's attention. But you just saw that Baitie is not there. You have to come to meet our elder who is a deacon of the outside door. "

Although the elders of the outer door are not as good as the inner door, they also have certain real power in their hands. Lan Cangzong is a great force, even an elder outside the door can not easily come out to see guests.

Feng Luo suddenly understood, "Then what do you think he would come for?"

Shi Yu reached out and grabbed a pair of white hair on his chest. "About me."

——

After receiving the post, Shi Yu met the elder of the Lancang Zong outside deacon the next day.

The elder is actually not surprisingly young, and can even be regarded as young among the surrounding group of old men. Compared to the flamboyantly dressed elders, he seemed more loyal and honest.

However, those who can have real power in the hands of Da Zong Men, like the endless concubine in the palace, cannot just look at the surface. Without any means, how could you stay in this position for a long time.

When the deacon elder saw the woman in front of her, he beat her up and down, and felt her cultivation in detail, but found that he could not detect it at all.

He is now a self-cultivation. Could it be said that the woman in front of him is higher than his own practice?

Looking at her white hair again, not as gray as the old man, how to look at it is the same as those illusionists he had seen far away.

"I'm surnamed Yang." Deacon Yang gestured very low in front of Shi Yu. "I don't know what your name is."

"My surname is Shi." Shi Yuzheng sat on the futon kneeling with freshly brewed tea in front of him. "Deacon Yang is the elder of Lancangzong. Can I inquire about it, and heard that Guizong has received a disciple named For the beginning of Yantai. I don't know who she studied under? "

Deacon Yang felt a bit surprised. At the beginning of Huantai was their newly-emerged newcomer, and his talents could rank among the top five in Zongmen. Isn't there any connection between Huantai Chu and the current one?

"Miss Yantai is an elder of our five elders in Lancang. Is your old knowledge with Miss Yantai?"

"Old knowledge?" Shi Yu pondered the word a little, "We are indeed old knowledge. How is she doing in Lancang School now?"

"Miss Yantai's talent is amazing, and she is like a fish."

"Oh? She's so comfortable? That's fine." Shi Yu thought that she smiled unknownly, and looked at Deacon Yang, "Then dearon Yang come to me, why?"

Seeing that she had finally reached the point of the topic, Deacon Yang regained his spirit and said, "There is indeed a little thing that needs your help, but I just want to ask if you are an illusionist. "If yes, how many products?"

Shi Yu looked at him, his eyes remained unchanged. "Before answering your question, I want to know what you are looking for."

Where did Deacon Yang think he would get such an answer, a look of distress appeared on his face instantly, "This ... at home, I'm afraid I can't say it now."

"That being the case, then you think about it, and come to the door again." This is already a customer order.

Deacon Yang didn't expect the person in front of him to be kicked away because he didn't agree. He originally wanted to say that letting him know the opponent ’s level of illusionist was not a embarrassing thing, but when he saw the **** the other side did not care whether he offended the expressions of their Lancang power, he had to suppress it.

"Then leave first." Some things, he still had to think carefully.

Moreover, the other party was not inferior to the Lancang sectarian power, so that he already thought of her in a range that was not ordinary people. He wants to deal with this kind of existence he can't afford to be more careful.

After Deacon Yang left, Feng Luo looked at the background of his departure and said, "This deacon's cultivation is not easy."

"That's for sure. He's also a realm of appearance."

"……so tall?"

"Otherwise do you think?"

"Okay. Then why did you not answer the question he asked you just now? What's so vague?" Feng Luo felt curious.

But when he looked at Shi Yu with a burning gaze, he saw her embarrassingly touching her nose. "The fact is, I may not buy it."

She should be an illusionist now, but has she never practiced everything about illusionist. If you have to measure a level, she ... probably is the entry stage.

Feng Luo was frightened, "You ... They are obviously directed at you as a magician. If you let them know your truest thoughts, I suspect that the two of us will never be able to get out of this area.

"Then you are afraid?"

"Why be afraid? But ... we have time to pack and run now."

Shi Yu laughed at him like this, "Really? Do you really want to go? Your chance to break into a baby is here, are you really willing?"

"!!! Who said just to leave? I didn't!" Feng Luo immediately stated, "I just said that we had time to pack and go to Lancangzong."

"Ha ha ha." Shi Yu laughed.

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On the other side, Deacon Yang returned to Lancang. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that maybe he should discuss it with the elders inside.

Although the credit will not be exclusive to you, it will always be safer.

Thinking like this, he went to the inner door.

When the disciples saw him on the way, most of them would respectfully call him an elder. There was no way. Although he was an elder outside, he had the most contact with the outside world. If these disciples want to go outside to get something in, they still have to follow his path, so most of them are very respectful to him.

Deacon Yang returned in return, while walking inside.

When we were about to reach our destination, we saw a group of men and women approaching us. The front woman, despite her normal appearance, had a look of irritation in her long green dress.

Deacon Yang saw her helplessly, but did not expect that she would meet this Miss Taitai here. Involuntarily, he thought of the one who had just run into him.

Ms. Yantai and the old acquaintance, maybe she can inquire about the news from Ms. Yantai.

Thinking in this way, Deacon Yang also took a step forward after meeting with the disciples and said to Huandai: "Ms. Huatai, I wonder if I can speak in one step."

Huantai looked at Deacon Yang in front of her, frowning slightly. After searching for a while, she remembered who the person was in front of her.

"Is there anything I can't say here?" She didn't like to waste her time on indifferent people.

Deacon Yang had some unexpected attitudes towards her. Although she is not an elder, she is still respectful to most of her disciples. Huantai did not give himself a face in the presence of everyone, which really made him a little humiliated.

But it's no wonder how she would look nowhere in the background of the beginning of Dai Tai.

"That's good. In fact, I just want to ask, what is the realm of the illusionist you know, Miss Tai." Deacon Yang. Since he was going to pass through the door, he had no plans to take this credit alone.

"Illusionist?" Yantai suddenly jumped at the beginning of her heart, and the first thing she thought of would be him. Immediately afterwards, she said a little eagerly, "What are you asking him to do? Did you see him? Where is he now?"

The dialogue between the two made the other disciples next to themselves stop involuntarily. The others looked at him with a more complicated look.

She even intersects with the illusionist ...

"Do you want to go out and meet him?" Deacon Yang reminded. "Inner disciples cannot leave without permission of the teacher. If you have anything, I can convey it for you."

When Deacon Yang saw her so excited, they already assumed that they were both familiar.

After all ... there are too few illusionists. He didn't think that the luck of Huantai would make a lot of friends.

When Huantai first thought of Zongmen's rule, he could not help but feel discouraged.

"No need." Hu Taichu shook his head, "He should not want to see me. What did you just ask? Is it about his realm?" Speaking of this, a glorious expression appeared on her face, "what is he I'm not quite sure about any realm, but I'm sure that even in this whole seventh day, no magician can surpass him. "

Deacon Yang's heart was shocked, above the seventh day?

Didn't Miss Jolie make a joke?

Miss Yantai glanced at his questioning eyes, and immediately displeased, "I will still lie to you? As early as a hundred years ago, he solved a seventh-day old monster in ten moves. If you want to You can check it. "