Shang Buyi's full-body magic power was alert and he did not dare to relax. If he hadn't seen the thin old man's cultivation level and could play with the thunder ball in his palm, he would have launched an attack long ago.

At the moment of business and random thoughts.

The old man held the thunder ball's hand and grabbed it violently. The thunder ball turned into a little spiritual power and disappeared into the air.

This made the business even more shocking.

The thin old man smiled and looked at what Shang Buqi was about to say when a smell of rabbit meat came into his nose. His nose moved and he smiled, "Little brother, what are you baking."

Shang Buqi's magic power suddenly became chaotic, not for anything else, but was shocked by the nonsense of the thin old man. He looked at the thin old man with contempt and thought to himself, isn't this old man talking nonsense? The rabbit was roasting there and asked what it was, could it be that the blind man?

Shang Buqi said, "Senior, I have roasted rabbit meat. If you don't dislike me, I will eat some with me."

The rabbit's oil made another sizzling sound. The old man seemed a little panicked, but it was difficult to go forward and said, "The time is coming."

Shang Buqi certainly knew that the time had passed. If he hadn't been on guard against this thin old man, he would have been angry long ago.

He quickly turned around and took off the rabbit. The old man narrowed his eyes and sat opposite Shangbuqi with a smile. Although Shangbuqi was reluctant, he did not dare to get angry easily. After all, the thin old man's skill in playing thunder just now was enough for him to be afraid of.

Shang Buqi pulled down the rabbit's legs and threw them to the old man. The old man was not polite. After taking it, he was not busy eating, but put it in front of his nose and smelled it first.

With a look of enjoyment, he said to himself, "Well~, the fragrance is first-class."

Then he took a light bite. Seeing the old man's weirdness, Shang Buqi ignored it and started eating in big mouthfuls.

The thin old man who had just taken a bite suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, and was stunned. Shang Buqi was surprised to see the old man like this, "Is my rabbit meat poisonous?"

"It's so delicious!" the old man suddenly started screaming.

Shobuqi was startled and he almost released the Depraved Holy Fire.

The old man took a few more bites and grabbed Shang Buqi's hand and said, "Big brother, what spices are you put in this rabbit meat? How can the meat be kept so tender? The spices will not cover the original taste of the rabbit meat itself. What kind of spice is this."

The old man's name for Shang Buqi has changed from a younger brother to a older brother, which shows his flattery.

The thin old man chewed the rabbit meat in his mouth and opened his eyes widened and waited for Shang Buqi's answer. Shang Buqi did not say anything for a long time. The old man realized that he had been rude and quickly returned to his seat. He smiled embarrassedly and waited for Shang Buqi's answer with a look of anticipation.

Shang Buqi also admired the old man's taste. When he roasted the rabbit, he indeed applied his spices of his characteristics. This spice was developed by himself when he was in Zhongzhou. It is one of a variety of spices. It is made of many medicinal materials and plants that can serve as seasoning. It can be said that it is unique to Shang Buqi.

The biggest feature of the spices on this rabbit meat is that they are not easy to detect. Then the people who eat them feel that they have a unique fragrance. However, after careful chewing, they find that there is no trace of seasoning at all, but the taste of the meat itself.

But this thin old man ate it. If he hadn't had excellent attainments in taste and cooking skills, he would never have tasted it. Even the chef of a big restaurant today would have to scratch his head.

Shang Buqi cleared his throat and said, "This spice is my exclusive configuration. It is specially used when roasting rabbit meat. If it is other meaty or other cooking methods, you cannot use this spice to season it. You don't understand it if you say it."

The old man chewed his mouth and heard Shang Buqi's words and his eyes were bright, and he said, "Do you have other kinds of spices?"

"Of course, they are all exclusively configured by me." Shang Buqi said this. When he was in Zhongzhou, he was not only practicing the Changsheng Art every day, but also thinking about what to eat and drink. Dongting basically didn't eat anything. He had to use local materials in Zhongzhou and develop various ingredients to eat. Unconsciously, he actually made him a side job, a top chef.

When the old man heard this, he came to Shang Buqi again. When he turned his hand, a bottle appeared in his hand. As soon as the bottle appeared, the fragrance of wine spread around him. Shang Buqi couldn't help but be moved. When the old man saw Shang Buqi's expression, he was also a little proud and said, "Big brother, this is the wine I brewed myself. How about it, it tastes very fragrant."

As he said that, the old man opened the bottle, and the aroma of the wine became even stronger. Shang Buqi pretended to be calm and said, "I will know if it's good or not."

As he said that, he reached out to get the bottle of wine. The old man did not refuse. Shang Buqi took a sip of wine and was shocked. "This old man really had a few tricks. This is fruit wine, which is full of fragrance. After drinking it, it not only has the aroma of wine, but also the fragrance left by fresh fruits in his mouth. It should be made of a variety of rare fruits."

Shang Buqi also studied drinks a lot when he was in Zhongzhou. Although he opened a pharmacy, he had a good relationship with the Lu family on the other side of the road since he was a child. He always ran to the Lu family's restaurant since he was a child, and he was also closely related to the chef. Later, a few years after Lu Bufeng's daughter Lu Yun was born, Shang Buqi took Lu Yun, who was five years younger than him, to play in the Lu family's restaurant. There were many people in the back kitchen, so children naturally liked the fun, so they inevitably came into contact with the cooking method. Once, the chef of the Lu family's restaurant wanted to settle Shang Buqi as his successor and taught him to cook. However, Shang Buqi arrived in Zhongzhou, and the problem of eating and drinking was naturally not difficult for him.

Although Dongting didn't eat it, he had good tea and wine. Seeing that Shang Buqi had good cooking skills, he passed on the method of brewing wine. Shang Buqi knew that Dongting was too lazy to move and used him as a coolie. He said it was the method of brewing wine to Shang Buqi. In fact, it was to let Shang Buqi make wine. Dongting drank most of it. Later, he joked that Shang Buqi's understanding of eating and drinking far exceeded that of practicing.

The thin old man stared at Shang Buqi with a strong look of pride in his eyes. He thought he would be waiting for Shang Buqi to finish drinking, and he would highly appreciate his wine.

Although the fruit wine brewed by the old man is of top quality, it is not the top in Shangbuqi's eyes. He said quietly, "It's better to have wine and meat to enjoy it. Your fruit wine is pretty good, and I'm with my over-hot rabbit meat."

"What! Is that okay?" The thin old man was obviously unhappy. Shang Buqi's words were obvious. His rabbit meat had passed. The old man obviously knew that the heat of this kind of roasted food was the most important. Once the heat was over, the ingredients and seasonings would be in vain. Since Shang Buqi's rabbit meat had passed, it would naturally not reach the best quality. He also said that his wine was quite matched. The meaning was self-evident, which was just his wine.

The old man looked a little angry. Just as he was about to attack, he heard Shang Buqi say, "Your wine is made of fruit wine. It is made of five kinds of fruits, tiger bone fruit, big banana, white frost melon, purple-leaf candied dates and the most used bowl-mouthed grapes."

These five fruits are not rare fruits. They are also common but expensive fruits in Changshengzhou. They are difficult to eat at ordinary people's homes, and they are all enjoyed by some high-ranking officials.

Shang Buqi did not say the name of a fruit, and the old man's face became even more ugly. Shang Buqi glanced at the old man, took another sip of wine and continued, "There are the most changes in this fruit wine. Different fruits have different flavors. Different amounts and brewing time. There are many requirements. Although the five fruits you match are cleverly, the order of the order is not well grasped. In addition, the brewing time has been a bit long and the cellar has not been opened in time."

Shang Buqi told the story. The old man couldn't sit still, his face full of shock. It was a trivial matter to say that there were a few kinds of fruits he tasted, but the brewing process was said by Shang Buqi, which was not something that ordinary people could do. This old man claimed to have been studying food and drinking for hundreds of years, but he could not reach this level.

The opening of the cellar that Shang Buqi said was not timely, which was just the pain point of the old man. This fruit wine was originally a matching method he had devoted himself to developing, and everything was ready. But when he was about to open the cellar, he got into trouble and delayed the opening of the cellar. He was also very angry at that time, but after tasting the taste, he was still very satisfied. Then he did not care about the problem of the brewing time. However, Shang Buqi drank it and said the shortcomings. How could he not be shocked?

The old man grabbed the bottle and took a sip, tasted it carefully, and carefully pondered what Shang Buqi said. Seeing that he had nothing to say for a long time, Shang Buqi didn't say anything, and ate rabbit meat on his own.

This was the old man coughing and said, "You said I can't do this wine, so you can take it out better than mine."

Shang Buqi couldn't take it out. At this time, he didn't have the wine he had made, so how could he take it out?

"No." Shang Buqi said coldly.

The old man was not angry after hearing Shang Buqi's words, but tore another piece of rabbit meat, then ate the fruit wine in the bottle, with a look of enjoyment, as if he had forgotten Shang Buqi's comment on his wine just now.

Then he said to Shang Buqi with a smile on his face, "Hehe, brother, look at the recipe of your rabbit meat spice, hehe..."

Shang Buqi despised the old man's quick face change in his heart and said, "This is my exclusive recipe, not to be told to outsiders."

The old man did not give up and said all the good things until the whole rabbit finished eating and the bottle of fruit wine was drunk, and Shangbuqi just didn't let go.

Seeing that the old man couldn't get it for a while, he changed his method and chatted with Shang Buqi indirectly. Shang Buqi didn't drive him away, so he chatted with him all night. Basically, the old man was asking and answering, all of which were cooking questions but did not involve the method of brewing wine.

Shang Buqi also avoided the important words, but did not reveal any of the seasoning recipes. Although this annoyed the old man, the old man admired Shang Buqi even more. Shang Buqi also knew that the old man had reached a level of obsession with eating, drinking and cooking, but his attainments were not low.

But if Shang Buqi knew that this old man was old and had been obsessed with cooking for hundreds of years and had not yet achieved high level of accomplishments in Shang Buqi, he would probably have called this old man a fool, but this is a story later, and I won't mention it for now.
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