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    Wujiang Town, Yuelaiju Restaurant.  Many temporary helpers were busy in the courtyard, but Yan Nantian and Feng Shuangxi were sitting under the tree to rest. There was a coffee table in front of them, with teapots and teacups on it.  Yan Nantian picked up the teapot with his right hand, poured tea for Feng Shuangxi himself, and poured himself a cup. Heat overflowed from the teacup, accompanied by a faint fragrance.  "Mr. Feng, what do you think is the biggest difference between a temporary kitchen assistant and a formal kitchen assistant?" Yan Nantian asked.  "The gap can be roughly divided into two aspects. The first is the gap in work allocation. The temporary assistant chef is only responsible for cooking for employees, while the formal assistant chef is responsible for cooking for guests. The second is the fundamental gap. The temporary assistant chef is just an ordinary chef.  Most of the formal cooks practice spiritual power," Feng Shuangxi said.  "Mr. Feng, you have also worked as a formal cook before. Could it be that you have also practiced spiritual power?" Yan Nantian moved slightly and stared at Feng Shuangxi's skinny cheeks and said.  "Yes, I have also practiced spiritual power." As he spoke, Feng Shuangxi opened his right hand, bent his fingers on the inside, and a red light flashed in the palm of his hand.  "Spiritual power." After seeing this scene, Yan Nantian murmured, paying more attention to the old man in front of him, and said tentatively: "Mr. Feng, you have cultivated spiritual power, so haven't you already become a spiritual person?"  "Chef?" "Hahaha" After hearing Yan Nantian's words, Feng Shuangxi shook his head and laughed: "It is not easy to be a spiritual chef. Even if I have spiritual power, I am only a cultivator, but I am not qualified to be called one."  "It's called a spiritual chef." "Mr. Feng, how do you define a cultivator and a spiritual chef?" Yan Nantian asked in confusion.  "As long as anyone who has practiced spiritual power can be called a cultivator; spiritual chefs are also a branch of cultivators, but not all cultivators can become spiritual chefs." Feng Shuangxi sat up straighter, his face full of color.  With a stern expression, he said: "If you want to become a spiritual chef, you must meet three basic conditions. One is to have certain cooking skills, the other is to become a practitioner, and the third is to cultivate spiritual consciousness." "Although I have a solid foundation.  With his cooking skills, he has become a practitioner with spiritual power, but he has never developed spiritual consciousness; so he has never been able to become a spiritual chef." Feng Shuangxi sighed with emotion.  "Mr. Feng, if you cultivate spiritual power, you can become a cultivator; if you cultivate spiritual consciousness, you can become a spiritual chef; what if you cultivate spiritual fire?" Yan Nantian asked.  "Spirit fire?" Feng Shuangxi murmured, with a half-smiling look on his face, and said: "Ordinary spiritual chefs cannot cultivate spiritual fire. Legend has it that only high-level spiritual chefs can possess spiritual fire. What does this mean to you?  It's too far away, you should work hard to cultivate your spiritual power first. "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your advice. You are so ambitious," Yan Nantian nodded and said.  "It doesn't matter. When I was first promoted to an official chef, I was as ambitious as you. It was only after going through many twists and turns that I realized how difficult it is to become a master chef." Feng Shuangxi said with a wry smile.  Yan Nantian picked up the teapot, poured tea for Feng Shuangxi again, and asked: "Mr. Feng, how long did it take for you to develop spiritual power after you became the official assistant cook?" "Back then, after I was promoted to the official assistant chef, I followed Ling Ling.  It took Master Chu half a year to acquire the skills to cultivate spiritual power, and it took several months to truly cultivate spiritual power," Feng Shuangxi said.  "So long?" Yan Nantian said in surprise.  "Haha, I'm already pretty good. Even if some people are promoted to official kitchen assistants, they may not be able to cultivate spiritual power." Feng Shuangxi shook his head and explained: "If you want to become a cultivator, in addition to practicing martial arts  , A person who cultivates needs to have spiritual roots. If this person does not have spiritual roots, even if he has the cultivation method, he will not be able to produce spiritual power in his body. " "Mr. Feng, how do you know if you have spiritual roots?" Yan Nantian showed a hint of concern.  Color, Tao.  "There is no way to test this. We can only know if you have spiritual roots after you have practiced it." Feng Shuangxi waved his hand, took a sip of tea and said.  "That's it." This conversation with Feng Shuangxi made Yan Nantian feel a lot more enlightened, and he immediately raised some questions, which were answered patiently by Feng Shuangxi.  ¡­¡­¡­ Yuelaiju, Songyue Pavilion.  Lin Yue'er was sitting in the main room of the north room, with a slight frown on her charming face, leaning on the wooden chair behind the table, holding a brush in her hand and writing something on a piece of paper.  "Dong dong dong" At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Lin Yue'er raised her head, lightly parted her lips and said lightly: "Come in." "Creak" With a sound, the door of the room opened.  Foreign languagePushing open, a woman wearing a green coat walked in. It was Chen Xue, the steward of Yuelaiju.  Lin Yue'er supported the table with her right arm, leaning on her beautiful cheek, and asked softly: "Xue'er, what's the matter?" "Shopkeeper, Yan Nantian is outside and wants to see you." Chen Xueying bowed and said  .  "Yan Nantian?" Lin Yue'er hesitated for a moment, then responded and said, "I remembered, it was the temporary helper who just came here. What does she want from me?" "Yan Nantian said, it's Zhou Xuebinling  The chef sent him here." Chen Xue said.  "Since it was Chef Zhou Ling who ordered it, then bring him in." Lin Yue'er ordered and watched Chen Xue exit the room. Then, she put the brush on the stand and put away the white paper on the table.  After a while, Chen Xue returned to the house again, with a young man behind him, it was Yan Nantian who had just joined Yuelaiju.  "I've met shopkeeper Lin." Yan Nantian walked into the room, cupped his hands towards Lin Yue'er and said.  Chen Xue walked forward and stood on Lin Yue'er's right side.  "You're welcome, little brother Yan, please take a seat." Lin Yue'er raised a faint smile, stretched out her white and delicate jade hands, pointed to the seat on the right, and said.  "Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Lin." Yan Nantian thanked him and sat down on Lin Yue'er's right side.  "Brother Yan, what's the matter with you coming to see me today?" Lin Yue'er asked.  "In the morning, I met with Senior Zhou Xuebin. Senior Zhou wanted to accept me as an official chef, so I came here to inform Shopkeeper Lin and go through the promotion procedures." Yan Nantian said truthfully.  "What? You said Chef Zhou Ling wants to accept you as an official chef?" Lin Yue'er said in surprise.  "Yes." "Brother Yan, you have just entered Yuelaiju and have only been a temporary assistant cook for one day. How can you be promoted to the official assistant cook so quickly?" Seeing Lin Yue'er frowning, Chen Xue asked in time.  ¡°Apart from Senior Zhou¡¯s support, maybe it¡¯s just luck.¡± Yan Nantian said with a smile.  Lin Yue'er didn't say anything, but looked at Yan Nantian carefully. Yan Nantian's promotion was so sudden that she had not received any news before. However, this kind of thing was not a trivial matter. He believed that Yan Nantian did not dare to lie.  Believe it or not, Lin Yue'er decided to seek verification in order to avoid any mistakes. After all, the status of a formal kitchen assistant is much higher than that of a temporary kitchen assistant, and it must not be handled carelessly.  Lin Yue'er waved, called Chen Xue to stand next to her, whispered in her ear, and then Chen Xue bowed and agreed and walked out of the room.  "Brother Yan, please wait a moment. I will ask Chen Xue to verify it. After she comes back, I will take you to go through the formalities." Lin Yue'er explained.  "I understand." Yan Nantian responded.  After saying this, the two fell into a brief silence. Yan Nantian took the opportunity to look at the environment of the room and at the same time looked at Lin Yue'er.  Lin Yue'er was very beautiful, with a charming face, white skin, and graceful figure. She was very pleasing to the eye. However, it was not polite to stare at someone. Yan Nantian was about to look away, but something happened to Lin Yue'er's face.  Anomalies were found on.  ???????????????????????????????????: Lin Yue'er's beautiful forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her cheeks were a little less rosy, which made Yan Nantian feel very strange.  At this time, the weather in Wujiang Town has turned cold, and the room is not warm. Lin Yue'er's clothes are not thick, and normal people will not sweat at all.  When he was on Earth, Yan Nantian was not only known as the King of Chefs, but also a famous herbalist. In order to systematically learn herbal diet, he once studied traditional Chinese medicine with a teacher. According to his preliminary observation, Lin Yueer should be sick.
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