Mu Yuehai was concentrating on cooking the chicken. The reason why he was so focused was because he was afraid of messing up and ruining his impression on the teacher. It¡¯s not that Mu Yuehai is not good at making this ¡°Three Cups of Chicken Nuggets¡±, on the contrary, this is a dish he is very good at. The reason lies with the people at the Imperial Capital Administration Department who are responsible for regularly transporting food. People like Mu Yuehai who live alone every day and spend a lot of time cleaning and preparing their own meals will know that purchasing meat and vegetable ingredients is actually a very simple matter. If you want to make good dishes, you also need to An essential condition - seasoning. But for the people in the Secretary of State, all they need to do to buy chicken, duck, fish, meat, and various fruits and vegetables is to list the receipts. Naturally, someone will follow the picture and get it, but the seasonings are different. If there are a hundred kinds of ingredients in the world, then there are a thousand kinds of seasonings. You won't get a four-legged dog when you buy chicken, but when it comes to buying seasonings, those people at the Secretary of State are obviously not professional enough. The best soy sauce in Qingcheng is "Huangyue" from Qiuhuayuan, the best well salt comes from Liujiashan in the southern suburbs, and the best pepper comes from the Beitian Mountains in Yuhe Prefecture, 1,500 kilometers away. Ten times of taste bud stimulation, real numbness; as for the most commonly used chili pepper by Yishixing people, it is the five-finger chili pepper at the foot of West Kunlun Mountain, with a spiciness of up to 600,000 Scovilles, which means that a serving of chili requires six It takes 100,000 times of water to completely dilute it, Mu Yuehai's favorite. She mentally recalled her favorite seasonings one by one, and then looked at the large and small rows of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in front of her, all with the "Xu Kum Kee" label on them, Mu Yuehai felt a little helpless. Tsui Kam Kee is a big businessman with some connections to the royal family. Those in the Chief Secretary of State cannot be as particular as him, so naturally they will not go far and near to collect native seasonings. I sighed, there is no other way to think about it, just like holding a weapon that does not take advantage of it. Even if the move that dances does not change half a point, I understand that this is not my kendo. The same goes for cooking. At least Mu Yuehai thinks so. However, he felt that this was all a bad thing. Because of the seasoning, he did it more carefully, so what Xiang Yu said to him was temporarily suppressed in his heart, and he could no longer act as unscrupulously as when he first heard it. Rampant in my mind, arousing more distracting thoughts. That man who values ??the glory of the Federation and the Muyue family above all else would actually betray his fellow soldiers for political gain? But this is nothing surprising. The frail eldest son who cannot bring hope to the family is locked up at home like a pitiful little animal, trapped with a lot of doctors and escorts who are restricted by strict confidentiality agreements, and quietly Waiting for the day when you will become paralyzed and die? Occasionally, one or two thoughts came out stubbornly, but they were suppressed by Mu Yuehai with a shake of his head. Looking from a distance, the young man wearing an apron by the stove shook his head gently from time to time. He looked less like an Imperial Sword Master and more like a chef who was dissatisfied with his craftsmanship and condition. ?¡ ?¡ ?¡ ?Fengrenju only treats patients for half a day, this is a rule, everyone knows it. It sounds very famous, but no one dares to say that this rule is not good. For a famous doctor who may give him a hand in the future and let him live another ten or eight years, all his willfulness will not be regarded as willfulness, especially for those in high positions in Qingcheng. Knowing that Dong Fengnen, the most famous "Medical Saint" in Yishi Star, had actually moved to the outskirts of Qingcheng, this unexpected benefit of being near the water and not having to move thousands of miles when he was sick made them turn a blind eye to this little willfulness. Doctors are also human beings. It is normal for a doctor to take a half-day break after seeing a patient for a long time. What¡¯s more, everyone knows that Dong Fengnen is not taking a break. He has to use the afternoon and evening to prepare medicines. Things are so weird. There is no registration office, no parking lot, no security guards and other service staff to maintain normal order in front of Fengrenju. However, everything is in order here. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? By Sheng Ming-Jin? She comes here to see the medical sage just to recuperate from the pain in her chest. No one will bother themselves with the trivial things that are common in hospitals. Entering the apricot grove surrounding Fengrenju, the soul is healed first, and then the body. The reason why this small utopia can be maintained is actually very simple, almost unbelievably simple: because Dong Fengren does not charge money and can cure anything. The patients dispersed, and the apricot forest became lonely again. Mu Yuehai's three-cup chicken was almost ready. He was about to invite Xiang Yu and his teacher to come in for dinner. Looking at the two figures among the apricot trees from a distance, Mu Yuehai suddenly thought of asked a question. Do you want to tell the teacher about yourself? It was then that he woke up from a dream, not to mention how to decide on that matter, just?He hasn't made up his mind whether he should talk to someone or not. The back of Xiang Yu, who was more than 20 meters away, was dotted with bright spots in the shadow of the trees above his head. Mu Yuehai was stunned, and she suppressed the words she wanted to shout to greet the two of them to come in. He smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly and said to himself, "Mu Yuehai, when did you become so indecisive?" After saying this, Qingcheng Sword Master suddenly understood that he had already made his choice. But when he suddenly turned around, a wry smile took over his face again. While he was talking to himself, the invisible hourglass in his heart that all chefs have lost its original function, and a slight burnt smell penetrated his nose-this main dish of three-cup chicken was still Missed the best time to cook. The most important thing in cooking is heat. Someone is right. It is really not suitable to cook when you are not in the mood. ¡°It¡¯s time to eat!¡± Mu Yuehai shouted loudly towards the apricot forest. Xiang Yu turned around, just in time to see the smile and relief on his face, which looked particularly bright under the noon sun. The fat man turned to Dong Fenren and said, "I'm pretty sure now that you really shouldn't have taught him how to use a sword." "Just because he's good at cooking?" The one-armed uncle also saw the expression on Mu Yuehai's face, which was the same as what he had just learned today. When I saw him, he looked like two different people. "I really like cooking for others." Fatty replied very seriously, "A man like him should find a good woman to give birth to a lot of children for him, live out his life peacefully, and then die. Later, relatives and friends gathered around the tombstone and lamented that the epitaph I wrote for him was indeed appropriate. " Dong Fengren was amused by his last words, "You think so far." "No, that's not it. "That's right." There was a hint of relief and sympathy in Fatty's eyes, "It should be - he is like a cook."