Chapter 171

These medicinal herbs are all valuable treasures. She has seen them in books introducing the mainland. Almost all the herbs in front of her are extinct. How can they be found?

Mu Cangyun didn't answer, just stared at the front lightly, letting the wind blow his long hair on his temples, he whispered: "What you have to do is to break through the holy-level alchemy master within three years before you can barely Refine this elixir. Please..."

"Holy grade! The kid's mouth is really big!" Even the fire stick was shocked and smiled coldly.

Feng Qingge was also stunned. Star masters were divided into grades, and martial masters were also divided, and this alchemy master was naturally divided. There was only one saint-level alchemist from the entire continent, and no one knew his whereabouts. Time, how could she...

"I believe you."

"I promise you."

Almost at the same time, Feng Qingge and Mu Cangyun spoke.

Looking at each other, Feng Qingge turned around and said, "I went back to sleep, bye."

His face darkened, Mu Cangyun glanced at the closed door and said indifferently, "Remember to sleep separately from that kid!"

"..." He also said that he was not jealous!

Feng Qingge slipped and looked back, the figure just now had disappeared from the eaves. Feng Qingge was not worried about his current situation. Mu Cangyun had a faint medicinal scent on his body, and a lot of medicinal herbs were mixed in it, which could make him stand up, and it seemed that there were no side effects.

Anyway, the prince of a country has the ability to get this medicine. but……

Thinking of what Mu Cangyun said about the marriage on the street, Feng Qingge's face darkened again. What the hell is this man doing, he just married her, and in a blink of an eye, he came here to hook up with the princess of Sang country? Or, if Lao Tzu, the emperor of the Sang Kingdom, did not agree to retire, he would marry the princess and marry him?

Early the next morning, Feng Qingge was dragged out of the bed by Luo Xing. She habitually stayed in bed and was half an hour late. The kitchen was already in full swing, and the swinging kitchen utensils were displayed brightly. His kitchen knife rattled on the cutting board, but in an instant, the ingredients were ready.

"Go out and chop wood." Seeing Feng Qingge who was late, Lin Yue just had a cold face and pointed to the yard outside. The pile of firewood had just been chopped into wood, and it needed to be all split before it could be used.

Wherever his eyes went, Feng Qingge saw an acquaintance, Mo Qing, who was sitting on the small stool, with a bitter face, carrying the axe in both hands and slashing down. However, his ability to chop firewood is really not that good. When the knife fell, the firewood was thick and thin, and it looked like a dog gnawed.

"Be late once, chop wood for half a month, Mo Yang, come with me and cut the vegetables here." Lin Yue didn't explain to Feng Qingge at all, turned around and led Mo Yang who was prepared, towards the chef's seat. go.

Mo Yang just glanced at Feng Qingge, but did not speak, but when his eyes swept across Mo Qing, the cold light in his eyes became stronger.

"Isn't it so cruel, half a month? Mo Qing, are you late too?" Feng Qingge asked with a frown, yawning.

Mo Qing was even more miserable, looked at Feng Qingge with a bitter face, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's not because of you, I was found out for stealing exam questions, and I was starving in the small dark room that was closed all day yesterday. All day long, I was fined for a month of homework, chopping firewood, you said that I have any grudges against you, and I am the culprit for everything. No matter what, you have to compensate me!"

"The technique is too poor, and you deserve to be caught. No wonder you weren't there on the day of the assessment." Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Qingge was about to sit down with the axe in hand.

Watching the people inside prepare their meals and send them out with breakfast, Mo Qing hurriedly grabbed Feng Qingge's sleeve and said cautiously, "Come with me."

"What are you doing, so mysterious, don't you have any bad intentions?" Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows, but didn't move.

Mo Qing stomped her feet in a hurry, and quickly explained: "Who has a bad heart with you, today Young Master Shi is coming to have breakfast, and he named the early doughnuts that Chef Lin would make himself. I know the window outside the chef. There is a seam on the side, take you to see it, go quickly."

"Oh? Doughnuts?" What was that? When it comes to food, Feng Qingge can't be calm.

The specialty snacks on the street can attract her to taste it, not to mention the things made by Lin Yue. Although it's not very good to spy on other people's things, but... now go and take a look, just take a look, there is nothing wrong with it.

However, what makes Feng Qingge depressed is that this time Lin Yue gave Shan Xiping a chance for the assessment that day. He saw her in the kitchen early this morning, wearing a high hat and looking smug. . As for Mo Yang, he still had a cold face, without any emotion.

"This chef Lin is really not interesting. You are the one who passed the assessment. He actually brought Shan Xiping in. This position was originally yours. I'm so pissed. Look carefully, don't say that I owe you. If you can learn this skill, they will definitely treat you differently." Angrily staring at the people inside, Mo Qing lowered her voice.

Feng Qingge leaned against the wall, the flames in his black eyes flickered, looking at the three people inside.

"Uncle Lin, I'm ready, you can start." Smiling proudly, Shan Xiping stood beside Mo Yang, looking at the flour in front of him.

Lin Yue didn't say much, just said coldly: "I only do it once, you'd better open your eyes to see clearly."

Rolling up his sleeves, Lin Yue poured the flour into the chopping board, but did not add other types of flour. The water fell on the chopping board, and his huge palm suddenly fell, slapped the flour fiercely. It was like eagle claws, tearing at the flour, and the entire flour mass was deformed in his hands.

"It's a lot of force. Going on like this, the hardness of the flour will increase, but it seems a little inappropriate to use it as a cake." Feng Qingge's eyes lit up, and she continued to look at the person in front of her.

After the flour was ready, Lin Yue slammed open the pot, and the aroma of the cooked oil came out. Those big hands were like lightning, and they were pulled at will. When they fell, an oil cake had already formed and was completely wrapped in golden yellow vegetable oil.

The bursts of aroma came out, and the long chopsticks were picked, and the golden-yellow noodle cake fell into the bowl. With his hands like lightning, he quickly blended the seasonings and poured them on the fragrant doughnuts. The total time spent was only five minutes.

Feng Qingge's heart trembled even more, if she could, she really wanted to eat doughnut cakes that could see the pot, the color and fragrance were all first-class, but the taste...

"Do you understand?" Glancing at the stunned Shan Xiping, Lin Yue took off his hat and put it aside.

"Okay, it's amazing. Uncle Lin, how did you do this!" Shan Xiping didn't reflect it at all, and Lin Yue's familiar technique was not something she could have at all. Forced to write down a part of the seasoning blending, but she did not know the next steps.