Chapter 891 Dazzling Egg Fried Rice Cooking

Phoenix egg fried rice, a dish cooked with phoenix eggs and fine dragon blood rice.

It is full of rich essence and has a powerful effect of repairing injuries. After all, it is a divine beast egg. The divine energy contained in the divine beast ingredients has a huge repair power.

Although Ni Yan's injury was a trauma to the spiritual sea, it was enough to use the divine beast egg to repair it. After all, Ni Yan's cultivation was not strong, and the spiritual sea was not as terrifying as that of the strong in the divine realm.

In the kitchen, the witch An Sheng was chopping radishes with a look of despair on her face.

Chopping radishes is also a technical job, and it is not something that can be chopped casually.

Because she needs to practice knife skills, Bu Fang is also very strict with her. The distance between each piece of radish must be of the same size, and there cannot be too much error.

Therefore, every time she cuts, the witch An Sheng has to consider the distance between the knives.

Too wide or too narrow will have an impact.

If there are too many mistakes, Boss Bu may increase her punishment with his temper.

Maybe by then it will not be a pile of radishes but two piles of radishes!

In the kitchen, besides the witch An Sheng who was chopping carrots, Bu Fang was also standing in front of the stove holding the phoenix egg.

He took a deep breath to keep himself calm.

He had made egg fried rice many times, but it was the first time for Bu Fang to make phoenix egg fried rice.

Moreover, he could not make too big a mistake. Once he made a mistake, he would have no chance to make amends.

After all, he only had one phoenix egg in his hand. If he ruined the egg fried rice because of a mistake, Ni Yan would really have no chance to save it.

Whether it was for Ni Yan or his dignity in cooking, Bu Fang would not allow himself to make a mistake.

Therefore, Bu Fang had to cook the phoenix egg fried rice with all his strength.

The boiling sea of ​​spirit gradually calmed down. Bu Fang opened his eyes, and his aura suddenly changed.

At Bu Fang's level, chefs no longer used true qi to cook, but mental power to cook.

After all, mental power was more sensitive and could sense the slightest change in the energy of the ingredients.

Bu Fang's mind was settled, and he was calm.

He had no expression on his face, and his feather robe was moving without wind, and his hair was floating slowly.

Binding his hair with a velvet rope, Bu Fang's momentum suddenly changed.

In the spiritual sea, there was a dragon roar, and the roar was soaring into the sky, raising a huge spiritual wave in the spiritual sea.

Buzz...

A powerful spiritual wave spread out immediately.

Bu Fang had no estimate of how strong his spiritual power was now, but at least it should not be weaker than that of Zi Zun. After all, when he was in the first level of the Soul Realm, his spiritual power was almost comparable to that of the Divine Realm.

The spiritual wave seemed to have turned into ripples that spread out.

The witch An Sheng in the kitchen suddenly raised her head in fear, and her hand holding the black kitchen knife was shaking slightly.

She was a little surprised, she was a little horrified.

She looked at Boss Bu standing in front of the stove, and the aura of Boss Bu had changed drastically.

So scary!

Is this really Boss Bu?

When did the serious Boss Bu become so scary? !

Even the Lord of Dan Mansion probably doesn't have this kind of power!

Witch An Sheng didn't know that Bu Fang, now, has completely crushed the so-called Lord of Dan Mansion in terms of strength.

Whether it is the level of true qi cultivation or mental power, it is completely crushing.

In the restaurant.

Many people narrowed their eyes.

Sensing the mental fluctuations spreading in the air, they were all somewhat moved.

Lord Gou and Hades Erha didn't care, but the others... were a little horrified.

Even Xiaoyou was slightly surprised. She still remembered that when she first met Bu Fang, Bu Fang's mental power was pitifully weak.

In the kitchen.

Bu Fang's mental power was constantly fluctuating and spreading.

He took out the dragon blood rice that was emitting a bright glow.

This was the dragon blood rice that Bu Fang exchanged with the system. He spent a lot of money to exchange for the dragon blood rice that he could exchange with his current qualifications.

Although it was not the dragon blood rice watered with real dragon blood, it was also quite extraordinary.

It is enough to match this not-so-top-level phoenix egg.

In Bu Fang's spiritual perception, the phoenix egg is like a bright sun, with dazzling and dazzling light, constantly radiating everywhere.

In the center of the light, there seems to be the sound of a phoenix crying, and a petite golden phoenix figure is flowing.

Bu Fang's hand flashed with golden light, and a golden dragon bone kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The dragon roared to the sky, and a phantom of a divine dragon lingered around the kitchen knife.

Bu Fang held the kitchen knife in one hand, his eyes slightly focused, staring at the phoenix egg, and cut it in an instant.

This knife seemed to tear through the darkness.

In Bu Fang's spiritual perception, this knife was as fast as lightning, as if it was going to tear apart his spiritual power, and he was slightly palpitating.

Swish!

The kitchen knife rotated in Bu Fang's hand, playing a knife flower, and finally turned into green smoke with a bang.

In the distance, the witch An Sheng was stunned. She almost forgot her mission and stared at Bu Fang's movements.

She suddenly felt that her punishment this time seemed to be quite good. She could actually see Boss Bu cooking.

This was a kind of luck!

The knife just now was so exquisite that it made her heart tremble.

So the knife skills have been perfected, is that it?

The knife made no marks, and from the surface, it was impossible to tell that the egg was chopped.

If it were her, the eggshell would probably be shattered with this knife.

Boss Bu, worthy of being Boss Bu!

She seemed to understand why Bu Fang asked her to cut radishes... Can cutting radishes help her to practice such knife skills? !

Bu Fang raised his hand and gently patted the top of the eggshell, and the top of the eggshell was immediately patted open.

Rich essence and vitality burst out from the eggshell.

The light soared into the sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

The witch An Sheng was so scared that the towering chest was shaking constantly.

Such rich vitality!

It was simply... suffocating!

Bu Fang placed the eggshell on the stove, his face did not change at all, he raised his hand, and his mental power was still sensing the eggshell.

The next moment, he raised his palm, and the mental power in his mind seemed to have turned into a tornado and swept out, gathering above the phoenix egg.

Hualala! !

A loud phoenix cry rose to the sky, and the light gushing out of the eggshell was crushed. Bu Fang's spiritual power gathered in the sky, turning into a funnel vortex, stirring the egg liquid inside.

The egg yolk and egg white mixed together and turned into orange-yellow egg liquid.

Bu Fang's spiritual sea was boiling, and the golden dragon soul was roaring.

The egg liquid was immediately drawn out of the phoenix egg, and under the gathering of the spiritual tornado, it turned into a roaring dragon.

The phoenix cried, and the dragon danced wildly.

This scene made the witch An Sheng dazzled and intoxicated.

Is this cooking?

Are you doing acrobatics? !

Can cooking bring about the auspicious dragon and phoenix?

Bu Fang raised his hand and waved his hand, and the dragon formed by the egg liquid poured into the blue and white porcelain bowl prepared by Bu Fang.

The bowl was full, and the egg liquid was still swirling in the bowl.

The blue and white porcelain bowl seemed to be unable to bear the rich phoenix egg liquid, and it seemed to be about to explode at any time.

Bu Fang took out many spiritual medicines from the system space bag, and the dragon bone kitchen knife reappeared to chop the ingredients into small pieces.

The juice was squeezed out and mixed into the egg liquid. The egg liquid was spinning, just mixing the spiritual medicine juice.

After doing this, Bu Fang began to prepare for the next step.

He took out the dragon blood rice exchanged from the system.

This time the dragon blood rice was much higher in grade. Just holding it in your hand, you can feel the vitality contained in it.

If you use this dragon blood rice to make dragon blood rice, Xiaoyou should like it very much.

This idea actually emerged in Bu Fang's mind.

But soon, this idea was dispelled by him.

Because he felt that Xiaoyou should like spicy blood lobster more now.

It seems that the plan to raise blood lobsters in the pastoral world should be carried out earlier, otherwise many ways to eat blood lobsters will not be able to be shown.

After all, Bu Fang only caught so many blood lobsters in the blood-colored lake. If they are all eaten, they are really all eaten.

Pour the Tianshan spiritual spring water, mix it with the dragon blood rice, rinse it, and pour out the rice water.

Although the dragon blood rice is full of blood, the washed rice water does not contain any blood.

If it is a lower-quality dragon blood rice, the washed rice water will have some blood impurities.

This is the difference between the best dragon blood rice and the inferior dragon blood rice.

All the preparations are done.

Bu Fang opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of dark golden flame.

This is the mysterious fire of heaven and earth, and the terrifying high temperature spread in the air.

Witch An Sheng's eyes lit up. Is Boss Bu finally going to show his real skills?

Ignite and heat the pot.

The basalt pot exudes a dark yellow color.

Chi Chi Chi! !

When the egg liquid was put into the pot, a fragrance suddenly burst out like a bomb, abruptly and quickly.

Witch An Sheng was instantly enveloped by this fragrance.

This was the smell of eggs she had never smelled before.

As Bu Fang's chef apprentice, she cooked a lot of egg fried rice. For the smell of eggs, she could guess what kind of spirit beast's eggs it was with her eyes closed.

But this time the smell of eggs was completely beyond her imagination.

She stared at Bu Fang's back in a daze, and her eyes couldn't help but reveal admiration.

The richer the spiritual energy and the more powerful the ingredients, the stricter the requirements for the chef.

Not only the strictness in cooking methods, but also the strictness in mental strength and physical fitness.

Bu Fang held the spatula in one hand and the pot in the other.

Flipping the pot, stir-frying, all in one go.

The collision sound between the Xuanwu pot and the stove was with a melodious rhythm.

Dongdongdong...

Every time the collision occurred, the eggs and rice in the pot would fly out.

Golden light shone, beams of light burst out.

Above the basalt pot, the heat and fragrance were full, and it turned into a phoenix flying and a dragon roaring.

This mythical scene shocked the witch An Sheng.

Bu Fang's face was solemn.

The spiritual fluctuations were sweeping, tightly locking the dishes in the basalt pot.

Every time he flipped the pot and stir-fried it, it would consume a huge amount of his mental power, and the egg liquid and dragon blood rice were like a bottomless pit, madly draining the mental power in his spiritual sea.

A truly delicious dish will be poured into all the efforts of a chef.

Some chefs work hard to cook only one dish, precisely because of this reason.

For a dish, the chef's spirit is exhausted.

It is enough to show how precious this dish is.

Boom boom boom!!

The flames shot up to the sky, the phoenix flew, and the dragon slithered.

The dazzling scene continued.

Suddenly.

The last flip of the pot ended, and the Xuanwu pot and the stove collided for the last time.

The phoenix flew away, and the dragon dispersed.

The narrow blue and white porcelain plate was prepared, and the pot was shaken, and the dish emitting a dazzling light came out of the pot, and was poured into the plate by Bu Fang while it was steaming.

The egg liquid with a bit of stickiness was mixed with the dragon blood rice and served on the plate.

The egg liquid was like silk and the aroma was compelling.

The witch An Sheng was stunned, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell on the stove with a bang, making a loud noise and breaking the silence.

Bu Fang withdrew his mental power and exhaled a long breath.

Phoenix egg fried rice... completed.

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