"Uh~"

Everyone looked at each other, and at this time, they were thinking about the same thing: Fu Lin was really serious in order to make Ye Chen look good.

If there is a best actor in martial arts time, it must be Fu Lin.

After all, it's very difficult to binge eat a meal that is not very tasty and pretend to be very delicious.

"I'm sure it must be delicious. ”

Zhao Zhen stepped forward and brought back his egg fried rice.

Ye Chen is a Yanwu National Master, and he also helps him study runes, so he should stand up.

However, after tasting a bite of egg fried rice, Zhao Zhen exclaimed: "It's delicious, it's really delicious." ”

"Another good actor. ”

The crowd sighed, but no one went up to serve the food.

A plate of egg fried rice was quickly eaten by Fu Lin and Zhao Zhen, and the two of them were still hungry.

Seeing that everyone was stupid and still didn't eat, the two looked at each other, and they made the same action and ate another plate.

"Huh?"

Other people find it wrong, if it is said that it is enough to eat one plate, why should they eat other people's food? Is it really delicious?

With this thought, coupled with the rumbling of the stomach, someone soon tried to take a bite.

"Wow, it's delicious. ”

The people who tried it just said a word, and then immediately shut up, they thought of one thing, they couldn't tell anyone else, quickly eat their own share, and then grab someone else's.

But it was too late, and some people tried it one after another, and more than ten plates of egg fried rice were swept away.

"It's so delicious, I've never tasted it so delicious. Yao Shi nodded heavily.

Ye Xiaoyou also said that he couldn't cook, so he was modest. Shen He said while eating.

"Well, this level is definitely at the level of a gourmet. Zhang Longhao nodded again and again.

On the side, Yin Song, who didn't grab the egg fried rice, looked confused: "Is it really that delicious?"

"Master Shen, can I taste a spoonful?" Yin Song looked at Shen He embarrassedly.

Bang bang, Shen He quickly pulled a few times, swallowed the rest of the egg fried rice in one gulp, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I've finished eating." ”

"Ciao!" Yin Song wanted to scold his mother depressedly.

"Lord Zhao, you have eaten two plates. Yin Song looked at Zhao Zhen.

"Master Fu also ate three plates. Zhao Zhen replied with his hand in his hand.

Fu Lin ate silently, not caring about anything.

Just when Yin Song was about to break out, Zhang Longhao spoke: "Master Yin, I left you a little." ”

Yin Song turned his head and saw Zhang Longhao reluctantly handing him the plate.

On the plate, there is half a spoonful of egg fried rice, and the grains of golden rice are extremely tempting.

"It's small, but you can taste it. ”

Yin Song depressedly put half a spoonful of egg fried rice in his mouth, and his taste buds exploded, and various feelings of fragrant, crispy, and crispy were aftertasted in his mouth.

He subconsciously wanted to eat again, and when he looked down, there was not a single grain of rice on the plate.

"Master Ye, are you a gourmet?"

Yin Song suppressed his desire for food and asked Ye Chen solemnly.

"No, I just think it's better to do it. Ye Chen said.

"Oh my God. Yin Song stroked his forehead with his hand, his face was speechless, he had worked hard for decades to become a gourmet, and the result was not as good as a dish made by Ye Chen, and there was no heavenly reason.

However, Yin Song quickly made a decision: "Master Ye, can I learn to cook with you?"

It is precisely because of this shameless questioning that he can keep improving.

At the same time, Yin Song was glad in his heart that becoming Ye Chen's chef might be an opportunity for him, an opportunity to improve his cooking level.

"Yes, but I'm only good at egg fried rice. Ye Chen nodded indifferently, "I see that everyone hasn't eaten yet, I'm doing a little, you are watching from the side." ”

Teach me now?

Yin Song was ecstatic in his heart, and then bowed deeply to Ye Chen: "Thank you, Master Ye." ”

Although as long as he learned egg fried rice from Ye Chen today, it was equivalent to half of Ye Chen's disciple, but Yin Song was also willing.

In his opinion, Ye Chen's talent is extremely high, and his achievements in the future are absolutely extraordinary, and becoming Ye Chen's disciple is not only not ashamed, but also his luck.

"I'm getting more and more unable to see through Master Ye. ”

"Yes, he knows calligraphy and painting, can do alchemy, can make runes, and now knows how to eat, if you go to the certification master, now he is a proper five-star master. ”

The crowd sighed.

"Don't think about it so much, let's wait for a while. Fu Lin said unsatisfactorily.

"Yes, yes, wait a while to eat the food. ”

In the kitchen, Yin Song watched blankly as Ye Chen cooked rice, beat eggs, and then fried them.

Everything is so simple, but it is such a simple approach, and the people in the martial arts world have never thought of it.

"The road is simple, the road is simple!"

Yin Song kept sighing.

Ye Chen just smiled and didn't speak.

Since he came to the martial arts world and eaten so many meals, he found that the meals in the martial arts time were still different from those in his previous life in Huaxia, and in the future, he could try to stir-fry the meals that were not available here.

I believe that if you make it with ingredients from another world, it will have a different taste.

After Ye Chen finished doing it, Yin Song did it himself.

He is worthy of being a gourmet, and he has mastered the essence of egg fried rice after only watching it once, although there is no fire and strong divine soul support, the taste made is only a little worse than Ye Chen's.

After that, the two returned to the small courtyard, and everyone had a big meal of egg fried rice, and the auction ended perfectly.

After the auction, Ye Chen did not leave first, but came to a meeting room prepared by Zhang Longhao for him and Shen He.

As soon as Ye Chen walked into the living room, he saw a man and a woman sitting inside, the man was Liu Shilong, and the woman was naturally Liu Zhixi.

"Brother Chen, you finally came to save me. ”

Liu Zhixi looked up and saw Ye Chen, rushed into his arms, and said in tears: "Brother Chen, we were taken away by someone...... Hey, that's him. ”

Liu Zhixi pointed to Shen He behind Ye Chen.

"Did he embarrass you?" Ye Chen asked softly.

"Well, not really. Liu Zhixi rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"That's good. Ye Chen nodded and said to Liu Shilong, "You take Zhixi around." ”

"Yes. Liu Shilong didn't have a temper at all, and listened to Ye Chen's words very much.

Liu Zhixi knew that Ye Chen and Shen He had something to say, so she didn't stop it, and looked at Ye Chen with a blank look: "Brother Chen, I'll wait for you outside." ”

In the living room, sandalwood is ancient and the smoke of the stove is curling.

Ye Chen and Shen He silently tasted tea, and no one spoke.

After a while, Ye Chen suddenly asked, "What do you like?"

Shen He may have thought about it a long time ago, and immediately said, "I also asked Master Ye to write me a pair of words, the one you wrote in the morning." ”

In the morning, Ye Chen wrote a pair of words 'full of flowers and drunk 3,000 guests, a sword frost and 14 states', Shen He asked for it, but Ye Chen did not give it to him, but gave it to Zhang Lingyun.

Now, Shen He has made this request again.

This time, Ye Chen did not refuse, took out the spare paper made of demon animal skin, dipped it in thick ink, calmed down, and began to write.

Soon, a poem leaped onto the page. The majestic European style writes a majestic picture.

You are forced to come and are not free, and it is difficult to take advantage of the dragons and phoenixes. The hall is full of three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states. The drum horn reveals that the sky is cold, and the wind is turbulent. The southeast will always be the golden pillar, who envied the marquis of ten thousand households at that time.

Fifty-six words, every word is beautiful, as if it is shocking.

Shen He was already stunned, and his hands trembled slightly as he stroked the paper that had not yet dried, feeling the momentum emanating from this painting.

"I thought it was just those two sentences, but I didn't expect it to be a whole poem. This is a great gift. ”

Shen He said and bowed deeply to Ye Chen.

After that, Shen He put away his works and continued to drink tea with Ye Chen.

(End of chapter)