Chapter 3778

"Delicious. If I didn't taste it myself, I didn't know that there was such a delicious food in the world." Weng Yuanming, like tasting Qiongjiang Yuye, finished his rice porridge with a small mouthful. He reluctantly put down his bowl and said with emotion.

That is full of wrinkles on the face, unexpectedly overflow never had happiness, so of Rong Guang Huan hair.

"Yes, I know today that I've lived in vain all my life." Yao Wenshan imported the last rice roll. He closed his eyes and savored the last fragrance. When he opened his eyes, tears were in his eyes.

"I don't understand how rice porridge can be cooked so delicious. How can it be cooked?" Zeng Ning'an held the bowl which was as clean as he had just washed. He sniffed the faint aftertaste, and his eyes were eager to get into the bowl.

Gu Fenghua and Luo en look at each other and feel that this scene seems familiar. Looking back, when they first tasted the cooking skills of Bai Pang, they seem to be so filled with emotion and wonder.

It seems that the three founding elders of burning heaven sect will inevitably embark on the road of eating goods, and carry forward the spirit of eating goods in Wuji holy heaven!

At this time, they didn't know that the three founding elders were not just food. One day, elder Zeng Ning'an will become the most famous chef of Wuji holy heaven. In another world, there used to be an ancient sage who was honored as Laozi, Confucius, Confucius, and so on. However, in Wuji holy heaven thousands of years later, elder Zeng Ning'an was honored as Zengzi, oh no, not Zengzi. He was a cook. His fame was even above Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan.

Of course, that's all in the future.

"It's delicious, but it's just a pot of rice porridge. You haven't tasted Fenghua's barbecue. That's the real delicacy." White fat man washed porridge pot back, just heard Weng Yuanming several people praise, disapproval of said.

As a real "cook", of course, he will not put a pot of rice porridge in his eyes, but he will never forget Gu Fenghua's barbecue.

After many days of running, he never had the chance to taste Gu Fenghua's barbecue skills again. When he thought about it, he felt that there was saliva on the bottom of his tongue.

"Yes, although Meinan's cooking skill is very good, when it comes to barbecue, it still can't compare with Fenghua." Lorne echoed. Think of the Yellow flow of oil crisp in the tender roast chicken roast rabbit, is also the same big finger movement.

"Really?" Weng Yuanming's eyes brightened at the same time.

"Of course it's true. What are you doing?" Said Lorne.

"Goo Goo." Three people's stomachs started ringing at the same time. Well, two small bowls of rice porridge, of course, can't fill their stomachs, but they have suppressed their appetite for thousands of years.

"In fact, it's not as exaggerated as they say. I'll bake it for you when I'm free." Gu Fenghua said modestly.

"Yes, yes." Weng Yuanming nodded, and the fire in his eyes was burning.

They suddenly found that in addition to the establishment of the school, there are more things to look forward to in the world, and their mood is not as indifferent and detached as they imagined.

"Creak." At this time, Tang junhou pushed the courtyard with a head of white frost and came in, followed by Qin Xiude, Wu Zhixing and others.