Chapter 1672: Bu Fang's Cooking Skills... Have Problems
The serious and earnest voice of the system resounded in Bu Fang's ears, but... it was different from the past.
The voice of the system now became a little vague.
"What's going on?"
Bu Fang frowned.
"System... are you short-circuited?"
Bu Fang couldn't help asking the system in his heart.
Boom boom...
Bu Fang's spiritual sea also suddenly underwent a huge change. The terrifying roar was resounding continuously, just like a tsunami.
The various instrument spirits were churning in it.
This strange phenomenon made Bu Fang feel a little strange. There were not so many problems before.
His mind moved.
Bu Fang's figure suddenly sank into the spiritual sea.
The vast and boundless spiritual sea, like an endless sea, was churning with huge waves at this moment...
The instrument spirits were churning in it.
The Qilin stood in the center of the spiritual sea, opened its mouth and roared.
The spiritual illusion of the sea was constantly churning.
The golden dragon twisted its body.
The red bird flapped its wings and cried.
The white tiger roared and kept jumping.
The black tortoise also slowly floated up from the spiritual sea...
What happened?
Bu Fang was confused.
What are the spirits doing? Are they dancing in the square?
Suddenly, Bu Fang raised his head and looked at the top of his head.
There...
The God of Cooking Recipe was constantly turning pages.
The spiritual consciousness entity sitting cross-legged at the top of the God of Cooking Recipe opened his eyes, and his eyes were like the eyes of the God of Cooking, scanning the God of Cooking Recipe.
The data in the recipe kept pouring into his eyes.
Bu Fang calmed down and watched quietly.
He wanted to see what was going to happen...
Bang!
Suddenly.
There was an explosion.
Bu Fang found that his spiritual sea began to slowly collapse.
Hmm?
The spiritual consciousness entity collapsed instantly and continued to disperse.
The God of Cooking Recipe was also crushed into pieces.
Then the rupture spread, gradually moving downwards, and the spiritual sea broke inch by inch...
The world fell into silence.
Boom...
Bu Fang felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and soon, he fell asleep, and nothing was known.
Before falling asleep.
He only heard the serious and earnest voice of the system.
"System upgrade begins..."
...
Bu Fang didn't know how long he had slept.
He only knew that when he opened his eyes, he felt that his head was heavy and his feet were light.
It was as if he had a bad cold.
However, this feeling shouldn't appear on him. Bu Fang had almost forgotten how long he hadn't been sick.
He wanted to use his spiritual sense.
But he found that his body was so heavy that he couldn't move at all.
He couldn't move a finger, and the spiritual sea seemed to be dead silent, without any spiritual fluctuations.
The spirit of the weapon and the spiritual sense entity had no response.
What happened?
Bu Fang was really confused.
He spent so much effort to return to Earth and gather the sleeping spirits of the weapon.
What happened?
As soon as he came back, all the spirits disappeared...
Isn't this funny?
All the previous efforts were in vain?
Where is the system, the instigator?
Bu Fang struggled to get up.
He leaned back on the chair.
It was getting dark. At this moment, lying in front of the restaurant, no one seemed to sense him.
Xiaohu and Xiaopi were lying on his stomach, staring at him with wide eyes.
Xiaobai was in the distance, his mechanical eyes flickering...
Bu Fang's mind was a little confused at the moment, he needed to sort it out.
He called the system and found that the system did not respond to him at all.
Bu Fang sensed the power, and the power in his body could still be used, still the power of the God Emperor... but the consciousness and mental power could not be used at all.
It was as if the consciousness was completely wiped out.
Bu Fang frowned.
If he remembered correctly, he should have completed the turnover required by the system before, and was about to be promoted.
Bu Fang was also very clear about how difficult the turnover was this time.
He sold almost the soul master meat of a whole soul master to make up the turnover.
What was the result?
All this seemed like a dream.
It was dawn.
The sun jumped up from outside.
Like a morning star, it shines with extreme brilliance.
Outside the restaurant, a crowd of people rushed into the restaurant.
Bu Fang was a little dazed.
Without his spiritual power, could he still cook delicious food?
Then would he choose to close the restaurant next?
Bu Fang's face did not change at all, and he exhaled.
Bu Fang could not care about the disappearance of his spiritual power for the time being, and he chose to continue to open the restaurant. It happened that... he also wanted to verify a fact.
Bu Fang stepped into the kitchen.
The emperor's son had appeared and was responsible for the order of the restaurant.
The emperor's son Xia Yi also seemed to feel that Bu Fang's state was a little wrong, and looked at Bu Fang's back as he entered the restaurant in confusion.
However, he did not care about anything and started today's business.
Xiaohu and Xiaopi lay on the counter. They looked at Bu Fang's back as he entered the kitchen, and then looked at the crowd, whose faces were almost full of fanatical spectators...
These two little guys are not ignorant.
At their level, they understand human nature.
Xiaohu and Xiaopi's eyes showed worry.
"Emperor, give me a portion of braised pork! I like Boss Bu's braised pork, it's tasty and strong!"
A family head stepped into the restaurant and said to Emperor Xia Yi with a smile.
Xia Yi nodded and wrote down the menu.
Then he wrote down the menus of several people and reported the menus to Bu Fang.
"Got it..."
Bu Fang's calm voice came from the window. Xia Yi did not doubt him and turned around to continue to serve customers.
Xiao You is not here now, so he has to do it himself.
In fact, he also asked Bu Fang why Xiao You is gone.
But Bu Fang said that he also noticed something unusual, so he did not continue to ask.
The Cursed Goddess has a special identity. Many ancient books in the royal library have recorded her.
Chuck chuck chuck...
Everything is harmonious in the restaurant.
Several diners even put together a table. Several people talked and laughed, talking about the deliciousness of the dishes.
Also talking about the major events that happened in the Divine Dynasty.
Xia Yi walked to the window and came out with a bowl of braised pork.
The braised pork looked perfect and crystal clear.
However, Xia Yi was slightly stunned when he looked at the dish.
Because he found that Bu Fang's dish today seemed... lacking in quality.
It felt not as spiritual as before.
But Xia Yi didn't know much about cooking.
He just shook his head.
He brought the braised pork and came to the head of the family.
He put the dish down.
"Your braised pork... please enjoy it slowly."
Xia Yi said.
The head of the family quickly put his hands together and thanked him.
Xia Yi nodded and continued to work.
"Hehe... everyone, I'm sorry, my dish is served first, I'll try it first!"
The head of the family smiled.
He would come to Bu Fang's restaurant every day to eat a portion of braised pork. Of course, sometimes he didn't line up because he came late.
He hadn't eaten braised pork for several days.
In the envious eyes of the people around him.
The head of the aristocratic family grabbed the chopsticks, picked up a piece of crystal braised pork, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Smacking...
The face of the head of the aristocratic family originally showed a look of enjoyment.
But...
After chewing a few times.
The man's face suddenly changed.
His brows suddenly frowned, and the enjoyment suddenly disappeared.
He chewed violently again.
He wanted to taste the taste in his memory, but no matter how he ate, he could not find that taste.
"This..."
The head of the aristocratic family put down his chopsticks, and there were still many pieces of braised pork on the plate. His brows frowned and his face looked a little bad.
Others also noticed his abnormality.
"What's wrong, Lao Shen?"
"Is the food not to your taste? It shouldn't be, Boss Bu's dishes, every one is very delicious..."
"Are you sick?"
...
The friends around him all asked kindly.
The head of the aristocratic family frowned and shook his head.
"No... Today's braised pork is weird. Although it's not hard to eat, it's much worse than the previous braised pork."
When he said this, the people around him just thought he was joking.
No one took it seriously.
At this time, other people's dishes were also served.
Everyone didn't take the words of the head of the family seriously at all, and they all started to eat...
However, soon, everyone who had eaten the dishes suddenly stopped moving.
"This..."
"Pah... This taste is wrong!"
"The fishy smell is not removed, what's going on?"
...
The diners spoke one after another, frowning and picking with some dissatisfaction.
Bu Fang's dishes have never disappointed them, but this day, they really disappointed them.
It was as if the cook of the dishes had changed overnight, and there was no spirituality in the cooking.
In the kitchen.
Bu Fang also walked out.
He frowned.
He also realized the seriousness of the problem.
Without his spiritual consciousness, Bu Fang felt that the foundation he had relied on for cooking seemed to be unusable.
Bu Fang walked up to the head of the family, grabbed the chopsticks, and took a piece of braised pork into his mouth.
This is braised pork cooked with top-level spirit beasts.
It is definitely edible.
However, Bu Fang's face became very ugly.
This is the dish he cooked?
How could this be possible? !
Bu Fang took a deep breath...
He felt the seriousness of the matter.
The braised pork had lost any spirituality. Just one bite, a greasy feeling completely flooded into his body and mind, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
It's not that it's not delicious, but compared to the dishes Bu Fang cooked before, it's really unpalatable.
The disappearance of the spiritual consciousness has a huge impact on Bu Fang's cooking.
"Today's business ends here, and business is suspended."
Bu Fang said seriously.
He did not choose to continue cooking.
Many diners also left with their heads shaken in disappointment.
They didn't know what happened to Bu Fang.
But they were very disappointed with today's meal...
And after these diners left the restaurant.
The news spread like crazy.
In an instant, the news spread throughout the entire capital.
Many people were in disbelief.
After all, for them, Bu Fang's dishes were faith.
However, now, faith has collapsed!
The restaurants in other buildings around were so happy, they were all ready to close down.
What was the result?
They found a way out of a desperate situation.
The restaurant that could never make a mistake made a mistake.
And now, this mistake is their chance.
After hearing the news, Luo Sanniang hurried to Bu Fang's restaurant.
The door of the restaurant was closed.
Emperor Zi Xia Yi sat on a chair and looked at Bu Fang seriously.
This matter is very serious...
Bu Fang's cooking skills are the key to supporting the entire restaurant, and now there is a problem with Bu Fang's cooking skills, which is a serious problem.
Bu Fang sat on a chair, he was thinking, he was thinking.
This matter had a huge impact on him.
He cooked in the kitchen for two hours without believing in evil.
He would cook every dish, and taste it himself after finishing.
But... it was hard to eat, and it completely lost its previous spirituality and taste.
Why is this?
This change must be related to the system... and the changes in his spiritual sea!
Swish...
Bu Fang stretched out his porcelain spoon and scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice.
Emperor Xia Yi, Luo Sanniang and others also ate together...
When the egg fried rice entered their mouths, the faces of several people changed.
Emperor Xia Yi even spit out the egg fried rice in his mouth.
Salty, too salty.
Bu Fang's cooking skills are really problematic...
Even the egg fried rice that he is best at can't be made as good as before?
Bu Fang was a little dazed...
It seems that the disappearance of his spiritual power has a huge impact on his cooking skills.
Where did the spiritual sea go?