The master and disciple rushed to Honghe with swords. When they passed by Erhai Lake, Wang Hao suddenly stopped and took advantage of the darkness to fall quietly on the shore. This was once the place where Wang Hao walked into Maicheng. Xingyu thought he had aroused sadness and comforted him: "Master, you have already taken the old dog Gongsun. What should you do is it just your liking, don't be sad."

Wang Hao once ate silverfish in Erhai Lake, but still remembered it. He passed by here and stopped to taste it. He couldn't help but feel nauseous when he heard the name of Gongsun Laogou. He said angrily: "Who is sad? Am I such a stingy person? I am also the master skill of alchemists when dealing with strange beasts. I'll test your knowledge. Have you heard of silverfish?"

As an Yunnan native, Xingyu certainly knows silverfish, a kind of annual fish, which has nothing to do with alchemy. It is just for satisfying cravings. There are some things to sell on the Erhai Lake, which cost a few dozen yuan per pound.

"Master, aren't you here to eat silverfish?" Xingyu laughed and cried. Although he didn't want to go to Tuoba's house, he didn't expect that the master would still think about eating at this time, but he still obediently stayed next to the master, looking for a stall selling silverfish.

The two of them walked along the shore, one was a fat man with a bad appearance, and the other was a beautiful woman who was as beautiful as a fairy. I don’t know how many envious eyes were attracted. To be precise, it was jealous, but the fat man was obviously interested in food. He looked around and finally found a fish seller in a remote corner.

"Come here to eat?" Xingyu asked in confusion, as if there were no people. There were a few stalls with good business. According to common sense, the taste of places with a lot of people is usually good. Most of the small shops are not in the mood for no one to care about. Maybe it is a black shop.

The storefront is very small, and there is only one customer. An old man with white hair and beards and drinks leisurely. He placed a plate of hibiscus silverfish in front of him. It was the color and fragrance that attracted the fat man.

Wang Haocai doesn’t care about the number of people, he has eyes and a nose. Can’t he tell whether it’s good or bad? “Give me a plate of hibiscus silverfish.” His chubby fingers pointed at the old man’s table.

The boss is a Bai woman in her thirties wearing typical ethnic costumes. She is not considered a float but has the unique style of a fisherman. When she heard Wang Hao’s request, she said with a look of disgust: “We can also make hibiscus silverfish, but ~ that dish of silverfish was made by customers, and we can’t pick it. I’m really sorry.”

If there was no plate of silverfish, the shop was really not attractive. But since it came, I would like to rest assured. Wang Hao sat on the chair lazily and said, "It's okay, I'll prepare it for free, just pick some silverfish for me."

The boss met two strange customers in one day. He was doing business for profit. As long as he had money, he could make money. No matter what his request, it didn't matter if the customer wanted to eat raw. He told the worker to quickly weigh half a pound of silver fish.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with tempting dishes, a faint fish and a clear egg scent.

"Silverfish Fried Eggs" Xingyu exclaimed in her heart. She regarded this cooking as a competition and divided the dishes into color, fragrance, taste,

The first step is the master of the competition. The second step is that the hibiscus silverfish retains the true color of the fish, just like the fragrant hibiscus flowers. The scrambled eggs are golden in color, which makes people's index fingers move, but the artistic conception is a little worse.

Wang Hao put the plate on the table and whispered: "In fact, my best skill is not to refine elixirs, but to cook dishes. Before I became a disciple, I was a chef."

Xingyu was amused and laughed. Who doesn't know the master's background? He ran out to become a master at the age of ten. Could it be that he was a chef at the age of nine? But looking at the burnt silverfish, she dared not directly deny it. The master's cooking skills are no less than that of the first-class chefs. Maybe the fat man learned alchemy and chef at the same time. Anyway, both need to be hot.

We have to decide the winner, unless we distinguish the taste after dizziness. But this is not a competition after all, no one can actively ask for the dishes cooked by others. Moreover, the purpose of tasting is to determine the winner, which makes people laugh.

For a moment, a fashionable girl appeared in the field of vision, walked along the way, and stopped in front of two tables

"Smelling Silverfish" A girl thrust her cute little nose. Like a fat man, she was also attracted by the fragrance.

Opportunity, the girl came for the fragrance. If she ordered a fish, she would naturally decide the outcome. The ingredients of the dishes were silverfish, which were both ordinary home-cooked dishes. This competition was basically fair.

Not only the fat man's master and apprentice, but also the old man kept breathing, and even the quiet surroundings could be heard even if a needle fell to the ground.

The girl didn't feel the strong smell of gunpowder, and was still chewing gum in her mouth. Without thinking, she said: "Each serving of these two kinds of fish, hurry up, we have to go out to sea to enjoy the moon."

"Pig, I want to eat two more servings, and I'm not afraid of suffocating you to death." Wang Hao turned his head depressedly.

The boss is a honest person. Although the girl did not mention it, she still reminded her that the two dishes were made by the customers themselves, and the small shop did not have this skill.

The boss is almost crazy. She was not good at craftsmanship. The shop was handed down by her father and could only be managed reluctantly. If possible, she would rather invite someone to be a chef. For those who are greedy, the temptation of delicious food is fatal. The girl was reluctant to leave in the end because when she passed by another restaurant, they did not smell the nostalgic fragrance.

I had to settle for the second best, and the girl said regretfully: "Then please ask the boss to help me make these two dishes."

The boss felt relieved and hurriedly went to arrange the program, but after a moment he returned, and said with a embarrassed look on his face: "I'm really sorry, I'll only make another plate of silverfish."

The opportunity came again, the three of them pricked up their ears again. Which dish the girl ordered was added to the dish that she liked. As an alchemist, the fat man was unique. No matter how high the level was, it could not be revealed. The feeling of a little lonely would be the same as the cooking skills. If you could win in cooking, the sense of accomplishment would be quite great, and at least it would make the fat man secretly enjoy it for half a month.

The girl faced a dilemma, and the difficulty was no less than that of a married man who made a choice between his wife and mother. Liang Yun turned his lips lightly, "Then I'd better have a light one." The slender fingers finally fell to the old man's table.

The strong sense of loss made Wang Hao extremely painful, as if he was pushed into the bottomless abyss by the closest person. He was confident that his scrambled silverfish eggs were definitely better than the old man's hibiscus silverfish. Perhaps the girl's appreciation ability was limited, and she was not qualified to be a judge who judged the outcome.

Xingyu has always been careless. In order to understand the master's knot, he stood up and walked to the girl and asked, "Can you tell me why you chose hibiscus silverfish instead of scrambled eggs in silverfish? I have no other intentions, I'm just curious about the reason. Can you tell me?"

Both of them are girls, so they are less wary. The girl explained embarrassedly: "I originally liked both dishes, but if I could only choose one, I would rather choose a lighter one. I don't want to be fat." When she said the word "fat", her eyes subconsciously glanced at Wang Hao. The facts were clear at a glance. The old man who liked to eat hibiscus silverfish was tall. Although he was not as good as a fairy-like person, he was still very elegant. His straight body was like a green bamboo who liked to eat scrambled eggs. He would eventually be like a fat man. In the eyes of the girl, that fat body was even more terrifying than death.

The girl did everything to maintain her figure, not to mention that she only ate a scrambled scrambled egg in silverfish. Xingyu returned to Wang Hao with a face and joked: "I've found it clearly. It turns out that she is afraid of getting fat, so she doesn't eat scrambled egg in silverfish. The master is not considered a loss."

Wang Hao said seriously: "If you lose, you lose. If it is a good dish, the temptation is enough to make her forget her figure. But then again, this factor should be taken into account in the food. In fact, what I am best at is cooking strange beasts, which is the real deliciousness. You may not know that strange beasts often have strange effects. Some strange beasts will not only not gain weight after eating them, but can also beautify the skin, shape the body, and even continue the life of the Tingshou.

I forgot to lose weight during the tribulation. The fat man was so worried that he had no choice but to have the idea of ​​diet therapy. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of gentle wind passing by. It was a sign of Fengli's action. Is there anything more useful than Fengli's brain? So this little thing escaped first.

Basically, talk to the fat man for a while, and the awareness of self-protection will be enhanced

The old man suddenly stood up from his seat, unhappy, but he could not see any old behavior. He turned to look at Master and apprentice Wang Hao and said, "I am old, I like to eat some light food. Haha, I didn't expect that the little girl was doing this."

Wang Hao also smiled, "If you win, you win, why bother to say sarcastic words? Besides, you are not old. Among the people I have met, you are more youthful."

The old man laughed, "I used a secret method to seal the true energy. I thought it was foolproof, but you saw it. There was rumors outside that you were above your head and were arrogant. It seemed that the rumors were unreliable."

The world of cultivation is full of experts, but when it comes to moving, they are old monsters that have been around for thousands of years. Some people are indeed a bit weird when they rely on their seniority, but they can also be sure that the old man is not young anymore.

Wang Hao did have a conflict with the old monster and was still confronting the stone bird at the Kunlun Festival. However, that was due to his personality and had nothing to do with arrogance. If no one provoked him, he would not do anything random. Although the old man relied on his seniority and opened a small playbook, it did not make people feel uncomfortable. The other party appeared here and there, obviously knowing his background, but he did not mention Chen Xuan, the little doctor's Ming Yu, nor did he keep talking. He was extremely old and could not find a chance even if he wanted to get angry.

"Don't you mind setting up a seat?" The old man picked up the plate and came to the table.
Chapter completed!