Accepting disciples is a big deal.

The apprentice is not a student. In the East Asian cultural circle, no matter China or neon, the apprentice is as close as a child, which is used to inherit the legacy and is worthy of all the efforts and resources to cultivate. But the student is just like in Yuanyue, Xia Yu only fulfills his responsibilities. As for whether the students listen or how much they can learn, it depends on their attitude and ability. Unless there are only a few people in the Pole Star Hall, he will never give up a small job.

Liu Ying is very outstanding, but on such a big thing, Xia Yu did not ask her to kneel down and hand over the tea on the spot.

According to Xia Yu's idea, he became the first disciple and the eldest disciple. He was afraid that his reputation would cause trouble to Liu Ying.

Moreover, although he had only been back to China for a month and had already made a name for himself, Xia Yu was not exaggerated by the screams and praises of the demon king, and was overwhelmed by fame and fortune.

He knew that this was a reputation for being abused, and a bunch of old monsters had not yet come out of the mountain!

Since the old man was as strong as an old man, he was forced to take his grandson to escape overseas and avoid the limelight, there must be a reason. The enemy must exist and has not yet emerged.

Come back from Ju downstairs.

"Cali mushroom..."

On the way back, Xia Yu asked Zhu Qing to drive to the ingredient market and bought a full bag of "cai mushrooms".

Wild mushrooms are white all over even after being made by drying.

Caybum is also called "long skirt bamboo fungus". Therefore, as the name suggests, you can imagine how this mushroom looks.

From the crown above the head, there is a silk-mesh-like outer membrane that scatters along the umbrella-shaped main bone. Therefore, the ancient recipe of "Calimon Noodles" is derived closely around the "treasure"-like main ingredients of Cainaceus.

Of course, if you look at the origin of ancient recipes, Silang is the creator on the surface, but Liu Maoxing is his master. The details of the process of "cai mushrooms", such as boiling in water, simmering in thick soup, etc., are full of Liu Maoxing's shadow, and there is no problem saying that it is a recipe under the Liu family.

Xia Yu was interested in thinking about Liu Ying’s recipes, and even bought ancient recipes from the system for reference.

The original recipe is purple quality, and after Xia Yu sorted out the Liu Ying recipe, the system judged the quality of the recipe as blue.

"Not bad, pretty good!"

"At a young age, before reaching the special level, there are original blue recipes. Moreover, some changes to her recipes may not be worse than purple recipes!" Xia Yu pressed her chin.

"Tsk!"

Zhu Qing said playfully: "You are so optimistic about her, why didn't you let her hand her tea on the spot to become a disciple?"

Xia Yu waved his hand, "Aunt Qing, you don't understand this!"

"I'm going to do a long-term job-"

He said with a stern look, "The pussy is too tight and too sudden, and the little girl is suspicious. Besides, I have to observe her further so that she can have it, but if you want to go further, your mind is also indispensable."

Zhu Qing was surprised: "A Yu, how come you played really?"

"Can it be fake?"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes.

On the other side.

The Liu clans in Shu lived in a corner of Jinguan City, and the courtyards of the nearby houses were all from Liu families.

A slightly dilapidated yard that is not well maintained.

In the yard, there is a stove-style stone mold with a black and heavy Chinese iron pot on it. Liu Ying was wearing a casual outfit, her belt was tied tightly to her waist, and her sleeves were tied with ropes. She had a cool and capable temperament at a young age.

Swish. Swish.

Liu Ying looked serious and sweaty, and grabbed the handle of the Chinese wok with her right hand.

She is practicing the skill of the pot.

The pot is a basic skill in Chinese cooking. If you want to cook evenly and the ingredients are heated evenly, you must have superb pot skills. However, as we all know, Chinese iron pots are bigger and heavier than Western pots. Therefore, female chefs have always been questioned in Chinese kitchens. Can they raise the pot and boil the pot for a long time?

With the development of the times, the quality of Chinese iron pots has improved, and the weight has also been reduced. There has even been specialized in developing Chinese light pots suitable for female chefs.

However, what Liu Ying is using is an extremely traditional iron pot at this moment. It is difficult for an adult man to lift it, let alone a small and small luoli?

After a while, Liu Ying's breathing rhythm became chaotic.

"Hu, ha, hu, ha..."

Circular breathing rhythm.

The small body standing on the stool had a slight shaking, but the perspective turned to Liu Ying's face. Even though she was covered in sweat, her originally delicate facial features were slightly distorted because she gritted her teeth and persisted, which made people feel distressed and pity.

Bang

Finally, the iron pot took off her hand and fell back to the stove. Liu Ying shook her legs and did not fall off the stool. She moved to the ground by herself, then lay down on the ground, her chest fluctuated violently.

"Crazy--"

The ingredients fell from mid-air to the iron pot.

It was some tofu cut into pieces, a whole piece, what it looked like before, what it was when it was re-cooked, without any mess, and no damage.

Seeing this, Lei Aoxue, who was observing secretly, almost couldn't help but applaud.

Awesome!

Lei Aoxue went downstairs and secretly followed Liu Ying home at noon. She was very curious about Liu Ying. Of course, the reason for this curiosity was Xia Yu, so she wanted to carefully observe what was special about this luoli, which could make the dignified Demon King Xia look at him differently.

"The essence of the pot is like this. What is the ingredients in the pot? What will happen when the pinch is over, it will be the original way!" Lei Aoxue said in his mind, "If it weren't for being too young and lacking in strength, her basic skills of the pot are already very close to the special level..."

Thinking of this, Lei Aoxue vaguely understood the reason why Xia Demon King was concerned about her.

Dongdong!

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Lei Aoxue quickly shrank into the dark corner of the wall where the sun was too sunny.

At the gate of the courtyard, Liu Fengduan’s tray and lunch was on the plate. He knocked on the door and shouted: “Sakura, Sakura, it’s time to have lunch!”

Luoli lying on the ground gasping for breath, like a salty fish, without any reaction when he heard the sound.

"Sakura, are you here?"

The knock on the door became more rapid.

"I'm so annoying!"

A rather impatient voice blocked the rhythm of knocking, "Please leave at the door, don't bother me!"

Liu Feng outside the door smiled bitterly.

His sister has always been like this. Unless she goes downstairs to find the chef there to challenge, she will lock herself in an independent yard and stay in her door for a whole month. She will definitely be a high-level dead house.

"Then I'll put it at the door..."

Bending down and placing the tray at the stone stairs of the courtyard gate, Liu Feng suddenly remembered something and looked up and said, "Ah, by the way, Chef Xia just sent me a text message..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thumping!

The entire courtyard door opened with a bang, and Liu Ying stared at the door knocker and said, "Where is the text message?"

"Hurry, show it to me!"

As soon as Liu Feng took out his phone, Liu Ying snatched it away. She didn't have the habit of bringing a phone, but she still knew how to use electronic products. Unlock the screen and open the latest short message, and the content emerged:

"I might go to your mansion tomorrow, no problem?"

After reading, Liu Ying looked up and said, "Have you replied?"

"Uh..." Liu Feng scratched his head. He knew that Demon King Xia was coming for his sister, "Isn't this going to ask you?"

Liu Ying lowered her head and quickly typed her words and replied coldly, "Next time you have similar text messages, I will reply to me - Mr. Xia is welcome at any time. Well, do you know?"

Liu Feng pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled almost burst into tears, "I know, I understand!"

As a brother, he looked at the problem and even brought a cute and cute expression when replying. Liu Feng was in a bad mood.

My sister's treatment of this differentiation made him urge to kneel down and cover his face.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

"Those group of sister-controlled people must be crazy, right? How could the sister be a cute creature? Yes, the real sisters are all torture little demons. I definitely don't think of sister-controlled people! It doesn't exist!"
Chapter completed!