Chapter 157

He glared at Feng Qingge, the muscles on his arms trembled violently, and only heard a "click", the steel rod broke directly at the waist, and was cut off by his brute force.

"I'm going, Ge Ge, don't run fast, just this head, ten of you are not enough for him to squeeze!" The hair on Xiao Pangdun's body almost exploded, this strong man like a head, where is it? It can be compared to the thin wind Qingge.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Luo Xing turned around and ran, grabbing Feng Qingge's wrist, and before she could be handsome, the figure that came out was three points faster than a rabbit.

Seeing that Feng Qingge was about to run, Lao Pan waved his hand violently, stomped his feet, and rushed out, reaching out and grabbing Feng Qingge's collar.

It's just that he jumped up, ignoring his height and weight. The Yinxing Zhaiyue Pavilion trembled suddenly, the bridge of his nose directly hit the building, and he fell to the ground with a "bump", his nose bleeds. After he made a fuss, many people burst out laughing, and then looked outside, Feng Qingge was nowhere to be seen.

"Fortunate for this kid, my nose..." Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Lao Pan quickly wiped the blood.

Feng Qingge, who was pulled by Luo Xing to the corner, was even more depressed. She could run into Bi Chi anywhere, so she was full to touch her chest and molested her? It seems that she can't just look at the facade. She has no way to go to Yinxingzhaiyue Pavilion. These two places are recommended by Bu Jinyu. She only has the Golden Temple to go.

Listening to the name, it's such a domineering place...

"Hey, son, it's the Mercenary Association!" Rubbing his eyes, Luo Xing almost jumped up, and quickly pointed to the attic opposite, dancing excitedly.

The Mercenary Association, the place to undertake and issue missions, is also the place where all mercenary groups return. No matter whether it is a small country or a big country, there are mercenaries from the mainland, regardless of you or me. But in a small country, there are too few good mercenary teams, and the level of tasks is also between BC and BC, and there are very few A-level tasks.

Feng Qingge was not short of money, nor did he plan to take up the task now. Taking Luo Xing's clothes, she whispered: "Find a way to sneak into the back kitchen of the Golden Temple, we..."

"Young master, boss, why is your brain not bright now? If you have obtained the star master certificate, let alone working as a chef, even if you enter the palace as a royal chef, it will be fine!" Luo Xing's eyes brightened even more. Knocking on his little hand, I can't wait to pull Feng Qingge over.

In this world, who doesn't welcome a powerful star teacher to join?

It is also a must for a powerful star teacher to be a chef. Those culinary students in Chaoyang Sect are all majoring in star power or martial arts, and minoring in cooking. Which one is not a nobleman here, those girls who flatter people We also want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a profit.

This made Feng Qingge's eyes shine. When she was in the capital of Yunguo, she was a waste that everyone spurned. Although she entered the mercenary union, she only went to the library to see the information of this world, and did not test it. .

Now go to the mercenary union to see, maybe there is a proof of star division.

"Good idea, let's go now." Patting Luo Xing's head, Feng Qingge walked towards the mercenary union opposite.

This white coat fluttered, but before he took a step, he was bumped by the boy who rushed over in a panic. Seeing the bowl of soup falling, Feng Qingge quickly caught the small bowl that flew out, and couldn't help frowning. That rash boy.

"Thank you, thank you!" Nodding again and again, the young man who rushed out quickly patted the dirt on his clothes, with a grumpy face and a yellow wow head in his hand, as if he had run out of the kitchen.

"My darling, this bowl of special dipping sauce was secretly packed in under Chef Lin's eyes. Fortunately, you caught it quickly, otherwise I wouldn't have this good fortune today. Hey, it's your favor." Patting his chest, the young man broke open the wow head in his hand with some distress and handed it to Feng Qingge.

This made Feng Qingge laugh and cry, this wowotou is almost the same as the one sold outside, and there are no bright spots. Ask her to say that the dipping sauce in her hand plays a key role.

Seeing Feng Qingge's expression, the boy named Mo Qing said depressedly: "Don't look down on this wowotou, this is made by Chef Lin of the Golden Temple Temple, and the seasoning is added by himself, known as the Golden Mountain. Food, a portion costs three hundred gold, if you don’t eat it, I will eat it.”

"Are you fighting in here?" Raising her eyebrows slightly, Feng Qingge held the wotou in her hand. If she could get in, it would be the best.

Nodding her head, Mo Qing dipped in the seasoning, devoured the nest in her hand, licked her lips with satisfaction, and said, "Yeah, the students who came in a few months ago, I am good at knife skills! Don't look down on me, Jin Luansheng. Which of the dishes in the temple did I not cut out myself?"

"Oh? That sounds like your status in the Jinluan Temple is unusual?" Feng Qingge chuckled.

The little fat dun in his arms twisted his buttocks, and glanced at Mo Qing a little unhappily, this kid is clearly bragging. If you're arrogant, do you still need to steal it?

Straightening her chest, Mo Qing said proudly, "That's right, otherwise how could I be recruited by this shop as an apprentice?"

"After talking for a long time, it's just a part-time apprentice, what's so great." With a blank look at Mo Qing, Luo Xing folded his hands behind his head and snorted disdainfully.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Mo Qing really wanted to slap Luo Xing in front of him, the muscles on his cheeks trembled, and he said coldly, "Yes, I'm just an apprentice, but compared to the gate of Lian Jinluan Temple For those who can’t even get in, it’s too much higher.”

"What are you talking about!" Luo Xing's temper was also hard, and the two of them were on the hook, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After successfully provoking Luo Xing's anger, Mo Qing said triumphantly, "Why, if you have the ability, you can go to the Golden Temple for dinner. The cost of a meal is not much, just a few thousand dollars."

"Go to hell, don't you seriously rob, a meal is so expensive!" You must know that a hundred gold is enough for a family to live for a year, and this meal costs so much money, it is really like a robber.

Luo Xing lived on his own, and he only sold a few taels of silver for a cow and sheep, which could not be compared with this place. Along the way, except for accommodation and meals, they did everything by themselves, and his appetite was also raised a little, and the things from ordinary restaurants could not satisfy his stomach.

But even so, who is willing to pay for such an expensive dish?

"Robbery? Hmph, what do you have to rob, I don't like it." Mo Qing raised her head and said, but she was watching Feng Qingge sniffing the seasoning, and she was about to insert her hand when she saw it.

Mo Qing hurriedly grabbed the seasoning in front of him and frowned: "What are you doing, this is a treasure, don't move it, give it back to me if you don't eat it, I got it hard."

"The seasoning is not bad, I can think of these ways." The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, Feng Qingge couldn't help chuckling, Chef Lin could really think of it. Chicken essence can improve the freshness of the seasoning, which is very common in modern times, but Here, there is no way to get it. He was able to use other herbs to enhance the freshness and bring out the best flavor of the seasoning. An ordinary dish of wowotou, mixed with this, should have a different flavor. However, the price of this hundred gold is really expensive.