Mo Changsheng was very fond of food in his previous life.

Before he was really successful, he even wandered around in order to taste different cuisines, and when he met a restaurant with good skills, he would stay and steal the master, and over time, he also became a veritable master chef.

Not only that, Mo Changsheng was a top-grade fire attribute spiritual root in his previous life, so he was also quite successful in alchemy and refining.

The cultivation of the true hundred arts, Dan, instruments, arrays, Fu, and the five royal arts are the first, among which alchemy and alchemy are the most important.

Ordinary cultivators, whether they become alchemists or refiners, will be respected and rich, which is not desperate to improve their alchemy or alchemy.

But after Mo Changsheng's alchemy was successful, he actually used it to cook, and I have to say that he was a complete foodie.

There are familiar cultivators who give him the name of "God of Food", known as Mo Changsheng, the God of Food.

Mo Changsheng stood quietly in front of the board with a fruit knife, recalling the experience of cooking in his previous life, and after regaining his original feeling, he slammed the table.

The carefully selected carrots on the board jumped up with shock, and Mo Changsheng grabbed it with his left hand.

The crowd of onlookers only saw the red radish spinning rapidly in Mo Changsheng's hand, and the fruit knife in his right hand carved on the radish at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

There was no sound in the private room at the moment, only the sound of the carved pieces of radishes falling to the ground.

Wen Qingyan looked at Mo Changsheng's upright figure sluggishly, and was stupid for a while.

After just a moment's effort, Mo Changsheng said that a square piece of radish was placed on the plate.

"Damn! I thought I really had a hand, but it turned out to be just a carrot cube!"

"The action is quite bluffing, but this technique is not good!"

"This guy is a tease invited by the monkey, right?"

Mo Changsheng calmly listened to the ridicule around him, brought the plate to Wen Qingyan, took her slender hand, let her grab the corner left on the radish block, and said softly:

"Sister, this flower is for you!" you gently pull it up. ”

Wen Qingyan stupidly followed Mo Changsheng's instructions and gently pulled her right hand.

A long red filament was pulled up by her, and the square red radish on the top of the plate, as if by magic, slowly bloomed into a lifelike red rose!

"Oh my God!"

"Damn! I'm not dazzled, am I?!"

"This guy is so awesome!"

Wen Qingyan was speechless in surprise, looking at the incomparably beautiful red roses on the plate, and looking at Mo Changsheng's eyes were about to melt.

was also surprised, and the arrogant girl, her eyes when she looked at Mo Changsheng changed, but she still said stiffly: "Isn't it just carving a radish, there are others!"

Mo Changsheng shook his head with a smile, and carved five more flowers, each of which was exactly the same as the real flower.

In this way, this plate of a total of six true, six false and twelve flowers is "difficult to distinguish between true and false" is completed.

"Beauty, are you satisfied with this dish?" Mo Changsheng brought the plate to the arrogant girl and said lightly.

"Don't be complacent, this dish is considered to be your pass, and there is that dish of 'falling leaves don't smell'!"

Mo Changsheng stood up straight and said in a long voice: "Don't worry, this dish will come soon!"

After speaking, Mo Changsheng walked towards the kitchen downstairs.

The crowd of onlookers parted on both sides like a broken wave, and the stars watched Mo Changsheng's handsome and upright figure disappear at the top of the stairs.

Wen Qingyan couldn't take care of the guests in the private room, and followed Mo Changsheng to the kitchen step by step.

As for other people who want to watch Mo Changsheng cook, I'm sorry, didn't I listen to what he said before, this is a unique skill, and I won't pass it on.

"Changsheng, when will you cook?" There were no outsiders around, and Wen Qingyan couldn't wait to ask the question in her heart.

Mo Changsheng said proudly: "Secret! I will have a lot of things, and you will find out slowly in the future." ”

Wen Qingyan saw that he refused to say, and she didn't ask anymore, but she looked at him deadly: "That flower was put on a plate just now, I don't care, you have to give me another one later." ”

Mo Changsheng looked at Wen Qingyan innocently, and saw that she had no room for negotiation in her eyes, so he had to smile bitterly and nod in agreement.

Although Wen Qingyan blushed, when she saw him agree, she immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes: "I want roses, don't be mistaken." ”

Mo Changsheng nodded helplessly, and then concentrated on the ingredients in front of him.

The roast chicken used to make "falling leaves do not smell" is a selected concubine chicken, and the lotus leaf is also the most tender green lotus leaf selected.

The key to this dish is to clean out the internal organs of the chaise chicken with the smallest opening, then seal the knife edge, and then pour the hot soup into the belly of the chaise chicken at a very fast speed, and then find a way to perfectly collect the marinade in the chicken to prevent the fragrance from coming out.

Mo Changsheng didn't know how Mo's father did it, but he directly used his true yuan to shatter the internal organs of the concubine chicken, and then wrapped the internal organs with the true yuan to get it out of the chicken butt, and then poured the soup into it, and then wrapped the marinade and the concubine chicken with the true yuan and put it directly on the fire.

"If only my baby fire were still there, why bother. ”

Wen Qingyan looked at everything unbelievable in front of her, and finally understood why Mo Changsheng was reluctant to cook this dish in the private room, and at the same time, she also had a little more confidence in him to find the second elder of the Mo family.

When the marinade was completely received into the chicken, Mo Changchang's arms were relaxed, and the lotus leaf wrapped the roasted concubine chicken.

"It's done!" Mo Changsheng clapped his hands and smiled at Wen Qingyan: "Can't you smell the fragrance at all?"

Wen Qingyan nodded desperately and gave him a thumbs up at the same time.

Mo Changsheng returned to the Piaoxian Pavilion on the third floor with the plate, put the "fallen leaves don't smell" in front of the arrogant girl, and said lightly: "The 'fallen leaves don't smell' you want, please taste it." ”

The diners on the third floor already knew about the scene that had just happened, and there were more people gathered at the door of the private room to watch the excitement at the moment.

Someone said suspiciously: "I've eaten this dish before, and it's really hard to smell the aroma." But my nose is Trane, and I can still smell a little bit of fragrance, but he just walked over with a plate, and I didn't smell it at all, which is really strange. ”

The arrogant girl was angry, and roughly peeled off the lotus leaves, and then still didn't smell the fragrance, and laughed proudly: "Your dish has no taste at all, you failed!"

Mo Changsheng walked over calmly: "Don't worry, the fragrance will come soon!"

Before the words fell, the concubine chicken suddenly disintegrated on its own, and neat and uniform knife marks appeared on the original integrated chicken body, and the soup in the belly of the roasted chicken flowed out, and a tempting fragrance instantly spread throughout the entire third floor.

"So, are you satisfied?" Mo Changsheng looked at the arrogant girl lightly and said lightly.