Chapter 645

Spirit beast eggs? !

Everyone looked at the few spirit beast eggs filled with spiritual energy in Bu Fang's hands, and they all looked dumbfounded.

This kid actually planned to use eggs to defeat Chef Feijin?

The cooking of egg ingredients is one of the simplest kinds of cooking. Although the taste of the dishes cooked with eggs is not too bad, it is naturally much worse than the stir-fried beef offal.

This is simply because of the difference in ingredients.

"Couldn't this kid have just become a cook?"

"That's right, maybe they just know how to cook egg fried rice or something..."

"Hey... Maybe that kid can only cook boiled eggs."

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The people around were chattering non-stop, and they looked at Bu Fang with mocking smiles.

Fei Jin shook his head even more, feeling a lot more at ease. He was really afraid that this kid would be upset and turn him over, but looking at it now, this kid is just pretending to be aggressive.

He even planned to win him with eggs.

Stir-fried beef offal is his signature dish. It is much more advanced than egg dishes in terms of ingredients and cooking techniques, so it is basically impossible for him to lose.

Thinking of it this way, the confidence in his heart exploded, and the sound of the spatula colliding with the iron pan became more intense!

"Trash boy, at this level, he still wants to defeat Chef Fat Gold, young people nowadays... really don't know how to live or die." The beautiful woman folded her hands and sneered.

The sound of laughing and laughing around became more and more intense.

Bu Fang calmly walked back to the stove, he didn't care the slightest bit about everyone's ridicule.

They laughed and let them laugh, this group of people... knew nothing about the truth.

Bu Fang returned to the stove and put down a few spirit beast eggs in his hands.

There are only a few small spirit beast eggs on the whole stove, which is really a big gap compared with the eye-catching spirit beast cow on the fat gold stove opposite.

Just eggs?

This time, everyone was really stunned.

No rice and no other toppings.

What is this kid going to do? Poached eggs? Or is it really a poached egg?

Everyone's expressions became more and more strange.

The little girl, Xiaoya, was also a little puzzled. She looked at Bu Fang and was worried.

But seeing the calm look on Bu Fang's face, she suddenly felt a little confident in her heart, maybe... the big brother really has his own considerations! Xiaoya has to trust her big brother.

"Are you going to give up? Just use a few eggs to fight with my stir-fried beef chef?"

Fei Jin heavily lowered the spatula with a loud sound, causing the flame in the pot to gradually decrease.

A strong fragrance immediately diffused from the pot.

Fei Jin grabbed a wooden barrel with one hand, poured out the bright red water in the wooden barrel from washing the offal, took out a cow intestine from it, turned the black iron kitchen knife to cut the intestine into several sections, and immediately fell into the pot.

chi chi!

The flames soared into the sky again, and the seasonings and ingredients were all poured into it, making the fragrance even more intense.

"Why do you look down on Dan?" Bu Fang tilted his head and gave Fei Jin a faint look.

Look down on eggs? Fat Jin Yizhi... How the hell is he looking down on someone?

He just pointed out the limitations of egg ingredients!

However, when he wanted to refute, Bu Fang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The simple stove in front of him was quite dilapidated, Bu Fang glanced lightly, then squinted at the beautiful woman in the distance, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

A light flashed in his hand, and the basalt pot shot up into the sky, growing bigger and bigger.

There was a bang.

Immediately, the basalt pot was smashed down hard.

The violent sound attracted everyone's attention.

When Fei Jin and the others saw the black cauldron, their faces turned dark... This cauldron is so poisonous!

In the sight of everyone, the black pot smashed hard on the stove,

Smash the stove to pieces.

"This kind of broken stove, don't worry about it." Bu Fang said lightly.

The next moment, with a thought, several blue and white porcelain bowls flew out of the system space pocket.

The blue and white porcelain bowl was floating in the air, spinning slowly.

With a flick of Bu Fang's hand, a spirit beast egg flew out and burst open with a click.

Apart from looking at the eggshell, the egg white and yolk fell into the clear porcelain bowl.

Carrying it with one hand, the blue and white porcelain bowl fell into Bu Fang's hands, and was supported by Bu Fang with one hand.

With a thought, the egg liquid in the blue and white porcelain bowl spun rapidly. The egg liquid was mixed together, and soon became turbid and yellow, and was beaten evenly.

"Shame on your face! It's not bad to prepare a stove for you." Seeing Bu Fang's stinky appearance, the beautiful woman sneered coldly.

Without a stove, it would be even more difficult for Bu Fang to win. For a chef, having a stove or not having a stove is very important.

Crash.

The blue and white porcelain bowl was placed in front of Bu Fang's chest, the egg liquid in the bowl was still swirling, a small vortex was circulating.

Many people looked at his actions and were puzzled. What exactly is this kid going to do? !

Because they really couldn't understand Bu Fang's movements.

Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something.

"Is this kid planning to make custard?"

Custard?

This person's exclamation made many people stunned.

yes! It is very likely that he is cooking custard, but...he wants to use that bland custard to beat Chef Feijin's delicious stir-fried beef offal, this kid got kicked in the head by a donkey, right?

Turn on the fire and heat the pan.

Bu Fang's chest rose and fell slightly, and the next moment he opened his mouth, a ball of golden flame flew out of his mouth and fell into the bottom of the basalt pot.

This is the profound fire of heaven and earth, the flame of myriad beasts.

As soon as Xuanhuo came out, Wanhuo crawled.

The vigorous flame in the fat gold pot suddenly stagnated, and was suppressed and extinguished all of a sudden.

Fei Jin was taken aback for a moment, when he looked up, he found the scorching flames under Bu Fang's black pot.

Hiss!

This kid actually has such a good thing?

This is the profound fire of heaven and earth!

However, the astonishment on Fei Jin's face disappeared very quickly, and it was indeed beyond Fei Jin's expectation that Bu Fang had the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire.

But thinking of the terrifying power of the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire, this kid actually planned to use the Heaven and Earth Profound Fire to cook, isn't he courting death?

Especially cooking custard, which is very particular about aura fluctuations.

Be careful, if the heat is not well controlled, the custard will become very unpalatable.

The corner of Fei Jin's mouth twitched, and he stirred again, looking forward to seeing Bu Fang make a fool of himself.

However, Bu Fang really ignored him.

A thin layer of true energy blade was covered in his hand, and he touched it slowly.

The true energy blade removed the layer of egg liquid foam in the blue and white porcelain bowl.

After adding some seasoning, the next convenient step is to wait for the egg liquid to stabilize.

He took out Tianshan Lingquan water from the system space bag, poured the clear Lingquan water into the blue and white porcelain bowl, and spread the egg liquid.

It made the color of the egg liquid become a little lighter.

Skim off the foam in the bowl with the zhenqi blade again.

Bu Fang exhaled lightly, his mental power surged out, sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy boiling in the egg liquid, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Bu Fang's palm was covered with a layer of zhenqi, and he covered the mouth of the bowl with his palm, making the zhenqi turn into a thin film and cover the mouth of the bowl.

As soon as the thought moved, it seemed to turn into a few invisible steel needles and pierce holes in the membrane.

Faint spiritual energy gushed out from the pothole.

After making all the preparations, he put the blue and white porcelain bowl into the basalt pot.

With a thought, the lid of the Xuanwu pot closed naturally.

Gululu.

Bu Fang put his hands behind his back, and with a slight movement of his thoughts, he sensed the flow and fluctuation of the aura within.

Bu Fang's indifference made everyone a little bit astonished.

Because they discovered that what Bu Fang cooked was really custard... This kid actually dared to cook custard.

How dare he use custard to cook Chef Fei Jin's stir-fried beef offal?

He is looking for death!

Boom boom boom!

Fei Jin laughed loudly, and turned the pot upside down, causing the offal in the pot to fly up.

The fragrance surged out, and the fragrance made many people around gasp in admiration.

"It smells so good! This taste...is the authentic Chef Feijin's offal!"

"This taste is much more delicious than the ones cooked by his apprentices!"

"It's been a long time since I tasted Chef Fei Jin's stir-fried beef offal. I'm really greedy. I don't know if there will be a chance to try it."

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Many people whispered to each other, some even wiped their mouths and sucked Nahara back.

As soon as the pot was shaken, the oil was shiny, and the delicious beef offal fell into the spatula, and a white porcelain plate was placed on the stove.

Bang!

Fei Jin slammed the spatula upside down into the porcelain bowl, and lifted the spatula.

Immediately, the aroma surged up, and the offal seemed to be beating, which was quite eye-catching.

There was a sound of exclamation and admiration all around!

Throwing the spatula, with a clang, it fell into the black pot.

Fei Jin wiped off the water stains in his hands, and smiled.

After putting his nose in front of the stir-fried beef offal and taking a deep breath, he immediately squinted his eyes in delight at the strong aroma.

The fat on his face trembled.

"Hehe, perfect! This kid... is doomed! Even with the Profound Fire of Heaven and Earth, this chef will torture you so much that you doubt your life!"

Holding his hands behind his back and raising his head, Fei Jin shook off the deep third-class chef robe, his face full of arrogance.

He looked at Bu Fang with disdain on his face.

But Bu's expression was still so indifferent, he just glanced at Fei Jin indifferently, the corner of his mouth twitched, his face expressionless.

He raised his palm and pressed it on the basalt pot, and his mental power surged out like a wave.

The invisible fluctuation of mental power caused the smile on Fei Jin's face to stagnate slightly, and there was a bit of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

But soon, he didn't care, so what?

Is it possible that the egg custard this kid cooks can defy the sky? !

"Three, two, one... Phew, it's done."

Bu Fang counted silently in his heart, and suddenly he exhaled lightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

With a slight flexion of his fingers, he immediately flicked on the basalt pot.

The tightly sealed lid of the Xuanwu pot suddenly fell apart like a flower blooming in the epiphyllum.

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