Chapter 312 Give Me an Explanation From the Manshen Temple

The imperial capital of the Qingfeng Empire, Daxiong Hall.

Ji Chengxue was wearing a brocade robe and sitting on the dragon chair. He looked much better now. Although the imperial capital was still in chaos and his status would be threatened at any time, he was no longer as worried as before.

Not because of anything else, but because the current Qingfeng Empire has received a very powerful helping hand, and this helping hand is something that Ji Chengxue could not have imagined before.

The Manshen Temple in the wild land, the Baiyun Villa in the illusory spirit, and the Haotian Tower in the Hundred Thousand Great Rivers, these almost legendary forces came out one after another, sending more powerful people to support the Qingfeng Empire.

This was a surprise. The Qingfeng Empire was already in jeopardy. Many counties and cities were occupied by Ji Chengyu's army, because Ji Chengyu's army had a strong presence.

Facing that existence, the strong men of the Qingfeng Empire couldn't even resist. Even Xiao Meng suffered a big loss when he met Ji Chengyu's army for the first time.

It was only later that Ji Chengxue found out that Ji Chengyu seemed to be in collusion with a taboo-like force. That force was so evil that the terrifying forces like the Manshen Temple couldn't wait to get rid of it.

In the Daxiong Hall, there are now many strong men from these forces sitting in command, which is why Ji Chengxue looks so much better.

These powerhouses sitting in the imperial capital, each faction has one, and the weakest one has reached the level of the seventh-rank war saint, and the others have even reached the eighth-rank war god. There are so many strong men, the emperor is in Ji Chengxue's eyes. Basically, it should be regarded as stable as Mount Tai.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if you have considered it..."

A man with muscles like horned dragons all over his body looked at Ji Chengxue sitting on the dragon chair with lightning-like eyes.

This is a strong man from the Manshen Temple, a powerful eighth-rank god of war. He has no fear of Ji Chengxue on his face at all. For a force like the Manshen Temple, the secular forces are no longer enough to deter him. .

"Elder Sun, it's not that I don't agree to your request, but... Fang Fang's shop really can't be moved." Ji Chengxue showed a look of helplessness on his face.

"Your Majesty, the death of my Mandian Elder Xia Yu is related to that small shop. Someone saw my Mandian Elder Xia fight against the strong in that small shop." Elder Sun's face was stern. The two strong men died in this small shop in the imperial capital, so he naturally couldn't sit idly by.

The Manshen Temple sent him to the imperial capital, on the one hand to protect the emperor of the Qingfeng Empire, and on the other hand to investigate the matter well.

The Manshen Temple cannot be humiliated. Since this small shop dared to kill him, an eighth-rank God of War and a physical supreme, it would naturally bear the anger of the Manshen Temple.

Ji Chengxue also knows this, which is why it is so difficult. In his opinion, Boss Bu's small shop...it is simply a time bomb. Whoever provokes it will be ruined. He really doesn't want this powerful man from the Temple of Man to provoke him.

"Your Majesty, no matter what you think, the owner of the small shop just came back, and I'm going to ask for an explanation today. Even if the small shop is occupied by the Supreme Beast, this is not the reason for him to insult my Man Temple." Elder Sun said coldly Cold Road.

After speaking, he turned and left the Daxiong Hall, making Ji Chengxue who was sitting on the hall feel a little embarrassed and sullen.

There are also many strong men from other forces in the Daxiong Hall, such as Zhan Kong from Baiyun Villa, a seventh-rank war saint from the Hundred Thousand Great Rivers, and so on.

Ji Chengxue felt sullen for a while, but he was helpless. Facing such a strong man, he had no way to restrain him.

...

early morning.

Bu Fang got up, and after washing up, he came to the kitchen. Yufu had already got up and started training knife skills there. When he saw Bu Fang appear, he greeted him with a smile.

Bu Fang nodded, walked to his stove familiarly, took the heavy kitchen knife and began to practice knife skills. Although his Meteor Knife Skill has reached the full level, he still practiced it habitually.

After practicing knife skills, it is natural to start engraving. His Beidou engraving is still a little less proficient to be at full level, so now he mainly trains engraving.

After practicing for a while, Bu Fang started to cook the drunken ribs.

After going through this marching mission, his whole person has been greatly improved. He knows that he still has many shortcomings, so he is more diligent.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with a strong aroma of drunk pork ribs.

The orange drunk juice was poured on the ribs, flowing slowly, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, attracting people's appetite.

Opening the door of the shop, Bu Fang placed the drunken ribs in front of Xiao Hei.

The past two days are probably the happiest time for Xiao Hei. Bu Fang marched for half a month, and his mouth is really about to fade out.

The days without drunk ribs are simply too difficult.

After stroking Xiao Hei's dog fur, Bu Fang returned to the shop.

After lying on the chair for a while, Xiao Xiaolong ran over in a hurry.

And today is the time when Bu Fang will test Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu's knife skills and carving skills. He came to the kitchen, and the two of them have been fully prepared.

Xiao Xiaolong was suffocating in his heart. Last time he lost to Yufu, he must find his way back this time.

"Today's test is very simple. It is to show me the thousand-layer tofu flower with your knife skills and carving skills."

Bu Fang put his hands behind his back, looked at the two of them, and said calmly.

Melaleuca tofu?

Both Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu were taken aback. This is a dish that Bu Fang's famous knife skills showed. Of course, not only the knife skills, but also the test of carving skills is very difficult.

I didn't expect this test to be this time.

Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu looked at each other, and they both saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Afterwards, Bu Fang prepared warm tofu for them and let them start the competition.

In the past half month, Xiao Xiaolong has not been too lazy, as can be seen from his proficiency in knife skills that is no less than that of Yufu.

But Yufu is not bad, this snake man has always had an indomitable will, and has an indescribable firmness in cooking.

Her knife skills are also very strong.

The two of them calmed down and carefully made the thousand-layer tofu flower.

This is a test of knife skills and energy.

After a while, the two completed their respective works.

It is very beautiful. Although the two Melaleuca tofu flowers have flaws, I have to say that they are really beautiful.

The fluffy shreds of tofu swayed in the crystal cup, which was so beautiful that it made people's heart beat.

The final judgment made Xiao Xiaolong despair, because Yufu was still the winner, and Yufu was better than Xiao Xiaolong in terms of delicate knife workmanship.

As punishment for failure, Xiao Xiaolong once again took over Bu Fang's heavy kitchen knife and started cooking practice.

Yufu looked at Xiao Xiaolong's unwilling face, covered her mouth and smiled happily.

"Okay, the competition is over, let's each practice your cooking skills." Bu Fang said lightly, and after finishing speaking, he planned to turn around and leave the kitchen.

But it was stopped by Yufu's pretty voice.

"Boss Bu...I...maybe something is wrong with me." Yufu hesitated to speak.

"En?" Bu Fang was puzzled.

"I received a letter from my father a few days ago... He told me to go back to the Snakeman Tribe. There is something important." Yufu hesitated.

Bu Fang suddenly realized that Yufu wanted to take a leave of absence.

This is naturally possible, Bu Fang is not some evil chef, and if he wants to imprison the female snake apprentice, it is naturally allowed.

"Go early and return early. Don't miss out on culinary training in the Snakeman Tribe. You will still have to compete with Xiaolong when you come back." Bu Fang said seriously.

Yufu's nervousness dissipated immediately, she took a breath, and nodded happily.

But under Yufu's happy expression, there was also a hint of worry hidden, because her father knew that she was studying cooking at Boss Bu's place, but he still wanted to call her back. Obviously, there was something very urgent.

What was it that made her father call her back in such a hurry?

Bu Fang turned and left the kitchen. Outside the small shop, diners still came in one after another, and the small shop began to open for the day.

Little girl Ouyang didn't come today, it's probably because she ate a first-grade Fortune Pot yesterday and ran to break through.

But it doesn't matter.

Bu Fang reclined in the chair, looking a bit leisurely. He would occasionally go to the kitchen to cook a few difficult dishes.

However, some expensive dishes are rarely ordered.

He himself was happy to be at leisure, and when he was curled up on the chair, he was thinking about the dishes in the recipe, how to improve them, how to cook them to make them taste better, and so on.

Diners entered the shop one by one, and diners left the shop one after another. The atmosphere of the shop was very hot.

Suddenly, a large number of figures poured into the small shop.

Bu Fang huddled on the chair and opened his slightly squinted eyes, and his eyes fell on the group of people, slightly surprised.

Because this group of people turned out to be a group of guards wearing armor.

The guards are naturally very respectful to Bu Fang, after all, the reputation of the shop is in the imperial capital.

But the burly man with horned dragon-like muscles walking in the front had a cold expression, staring straight at Bu Fang.

kindness? Bu Fang raised his eyebrows and looked back without fear.

One stood upright, the other lay down lazily, their gazes collided in the air.

After staring at each other for a long time, Bu Fang rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.

And this person finally opened his mouth, and when he spoke, his tone was a bit unfriendly.

"Are you the owner of the small shop who killed the two elders of my Manshen Temple? Don't you need to give me an explanation for the man who killed my Manshen Temple?"