"Master, your cooking skills are awesome, I love you so much!" steamed buns ate braised fish excitedly, and stingily parted half of the tail of Feng Xingying.

"Taste?" Feng Xingying pushed to Qiu Yingqi, this fish is still Qiu Yingqi's chef.

Feng Xingying felt that she had a magic aura on her, that is, she would always be a master of theory and a hands-on idiot in cooking.

But everything she makes by herself is not delicious, and what others make under her guidance is good.

The senior brothers who were instructed also served separately, and this table was full, which felt really good.

"Mine, mine, all mine. ”

"Senior Sister Feng, you are so good, will you teach us cooking skills in the kitchen later?"

"No problem. Feng Xingying was in a good mood: "I'll teach you to squeeze peanut oil first?"

The senior brother really has understanding: "No, I've already seen it." Sixth junior brother, you take a few people to buy all the peanuts in the Great Calendar Kingdom. ”

"Sunflower seeds, walnuts, and almonds can all be bought back to make oil. Feng Xingying added.

"Okay~~"

"By the way, buy me a few fish, the fish made by the elder brother is really delicious. "Steamed buns praised.

"Don't buy this, catch it yourself. ”

"Stingy. Mantou ignored him, staring at the big fish in the pot that was about to come out of the pot, which was the main dish.

"Don't look at it, this is filial piety to the master. Qiu Yingqi said coldly.

"What, it's obviously something that my master worked hard to make, so why should you sell it. "Steamed buns are gluttonous in the brain, and you can find any excuse.

"That senior sister will send it. ”

“……”

After that, it was cooking rice, Feng Xingying really didn't understand how the ancients survived, not to mention that they didn't have pasta, even grains such as rice and wheat were casually cooked into porridge.

Feng Xingying made a dry meal, which can be regarded as an earth-shattering crying ghost, so if she wants to get some more pasta, won't she be admired by the whole faction?

No matter, first do filial piety to the master and win over the steamed buns.

On the day that Feng Xingying came to the Lingshan Sword Sect, he reached a full level of favorability because of his cooking skills.

When the whole peak ate white rice that night, everyone was so satisfied that there was no way to describe it.

If there is food, who wants to drink porridge every day?

On the second day, Feng Xingying got up early in the morning, and quietly exhaled spiritual power in the sunlight, wanting to open up the spiritual veins of his body.

Mantou glanced at the approaching figures, and suddenly opened an enchantment, isolating the entire room of the Star Shadow.

Qiu Yingqi looked at this enchantment with a dark face, and reminded loudly: "Senior Sister Feng, the custom of our Lingshan Sword Sect is to get up every morning to practice swords, and there must not be a day of slackness.

Senior sister still got up quickly and went to the sword training platform with me. ”

It was Qiu Yingqi's people who were isolated by the enchantment, but they couldn't isolate the sound, and Feng Xingying responded angrily:

"And what if I can't get up?"

"Senior sister, you are good at diligence and frolic, how do you practice swords?"

"I can't stand my talent. Feng Xingying was really a little angry, if she hadn't been able to do two things, Qiu Yingqi's voice would have interrupted her breakthrough.

Although Qiu Yingqi was not hostile, just accustomed to self-righteousness, Feng Xingying was still unhappy in his heart.

"Is it possible that my swordsmanship can outperform you, so I don't need to practice swordsmanship in the future?"

"Win me?" said the junior sister. Even if I don't need any spiritual power, you're no match for me. ”

"This is what you said, then you are not allowed to use any spiritual power, we will see you at the sword test platform after breakfast. "Feng Xingying climbed the ground along the pole and finalized.