The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 78: Recipe recipe
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The purpose of Huan Donghai is probably not outside shops, silver and other vulgar objects, his purpose should be the Huanjia pot of thousand-year-old soup.
This is the most valuable thing in the Huan Family!
Unconsciously, he came to Tangta.
This is the most closely guarded place in the Magic Palace. There are many institutions. If someone who is not familiar with it comes, you will definitely not be able to enter.
Huan Qingyan led Huan Xinghan, avoided the numerous organs, and entered the tower.
“Ho ho?” Huan Jiuli warned voice.
“It’s me, Brother Jiuli.”
Huan Jiuli came out from the dark, “Ho **** ho…” smiled and said hello.
“Let’s take a look at the old soup.”
Fantasy Jiuli led her siblings into the bottom of the tower.
Laotang is at the bottom of the tower. There are three floors underground. It is a large round stone fort. The area is empty and it is full of bluestone.
The old soup pot is made of thousands of years of cold iron. It has a diameter of two to three meters. There are eight small pots in the pot, which are divided into eight equal compartments, each of which has a different soup color.
There are eight kinds of green, white, yellow, green, purple, black, red and blue, and the smell in each pot is different.
“Xinghan, there are eight different soup bases in this old soup in our house. You can use the appropriate soup base for any delicacy. Do you want to try them all?” Huan Qingyan spoofed.
Xiao Xinghan is the meaningless age of the ignorant, “Yes.”
Huan Qingyan picked up a long soup spoon and scooped some out for her brother to taste.
When I only tasted the three kinds of soups of green, white and yellow, Xiao Xinghan stuck out his tongue, like a puppy, breathing straight…
“Ah…Sister, this tastes weird…”
Huan Jiuli had prepared water on the side and handed it to him.
Yan Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled, “As a cook, you have to be very sensitive to taste. Little guy, you still have a long way to go…”
Xiao Xinghan breathed non-stop.
“Brother Jiuli, you are my father’s apprentice. When he usually cooks spiritual dishes, you often study by the side. Will you cook spiritual dishes that add physical strength?” Huan Qingyan asked humbly Tao.
Fantasy Jiuli shook his head and made two gestures with his hands, meaning it was very complicated.
The food masters are divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, master, grandmaster, and legendary.
Once Huan Bei Ming was a master, Huan Jiuli was only a three-star spiritual master, an intermediate food master, and could not cook spiritual food with additional attribute values.
“Unfortunately, Dad is gone, I am afraid that our Huan Family inheritance will be broken.” Huan Qingyan hissed.
Huan Jiuli suddenly turned around and ran away.
However, coming back soon, he took out a large stack of paper rafts from his arms, all of which were handwritten.
Give a gesture to Huan Qingyan, and learn from Huan Ming Bei Ming’s pen to write.
“You mean, these are the recipes that Daddy wrote down not long ago and left for our sisters and brothers?” Huan Qingyan guessed for a long time before guessing.
Fantasy Jiuli nodded and said yes.
Huan Qingyan took it over. The handwriting on these paper rafts is still very fresh. It does seem to have been written only recently. According to the memory of the reborn girl’s previous life, these handwritings are also from the fantasy North.
A-da’s heart, I don’t want to break the lineage of the Huan Family, let her try.
She is also a spiritualist anyway.
You can also learn the skills of the cook.
She rolled up her sleeves, revealing the spirit ring on her wrist. This pig spirit treasure is indeed a pig. After biting the rat spirit in the East Sea, she has been resting until now, taking other people’s spirit treasure Biting off the star, you can see that it took a lot of effort.
Fortunately, I didn’t encounter an enemy. If I met an enemy, pointing it out to help in the fight would not be reliable.