The little paper man happily took over the white-haired dog, took out a giant sword from behind, and began to swing it rapidly.
After a while, the white-haired dog turned into a ball of flesh.
"This dog meat is enough for you." The little paper man said, "I hope you can successfully make delicious food that the master likes."
Jiang Linxian put away the dog meat and turned to leave.
He came to the stall where he bought rice and asked, "Excuse me, do you have three-spice and one-flavor rice?"
The little paper man sitting in front of the stall suddenly became energetic. He looked at Jiang Linxian and asked curiously: "What do you want the three-flavor and hundred-flavor rice for?"
"I want to make delicious food that your master will love, but I still need dumpling wrappers made from this kind of rice."
The little paper man nodded and said, "It's exactly what I thought."
"But I don't have this kind of rice here right now." The little paper man said, "I had it before, but it was stolen."
"Stolen?" Jiang Linxian asked in surprise: "Is this kind of rice valuable?"
"It's not valuable, it's just rare." The little paper man said, "I only have one copy of this kind of rice here, so it's very rare."
"Is there any other way to get this kind of rice?" Jiang Linxian asked.
"Yes, but it will take a long time." The little paper man said: "This kind of rice is watered by ginseng water, Ganoderma lucidum water and other noble medicinal materials. It exudes a unique medicinal fragrance and takes a long time. Time cultivates it, and I haven’t cultivated this kind of rice since it was stolen last time.”
"Isn't there any way?" Jiang Linxian said seriously. Without this kind of rice, it would be difficult to make delicious food that the owner of this floor would like.
"Not necessarily." The little paper man said, "If you can find out who stole the rice, you can get it back."
"Don't those who steal rice use it themselves?" Jiang Linxian asked.
"No." The little paper man explained: "If they use this special rice, there will definitely be a special fragrance wafting out. I can tell it as soon as I smell it, but they don't dare."
"I have been here for so many years and I have never smelled the fragrance of Sanxiang Baiwei rice. It must have been hidden by a thief after he stole it."
"Okay, I understand." Jiang Linxian said and turned to leave.
He came to the head chef, took out the chicken and dog meat, and said: "I have collected chicken and dog meat for more than two years, and I still need three-spice and hundred-flavor rice."
When the head chef's little paper man saw the chicken and dog meat in Jiang Linxian's hand, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "So powerful?"
"At that time, we tried to get this chicken and dog meat, but we never succeeded. He is indeed my favorite brother!"
"But the three-spice and hundred-flavor rice you mentioned is already difficult."
"You must have been to the rice stall, right?"
"Yes, he said that the Sanxiang Baiwei rice was stolen and can no longer be found." Jiang Linxian said helplessly.
The head chef smiled, stood on the stove, and said to Jiang Linxian: "If you are willing to give me a chicken drumstick, I can provide you with a very useful piece of information, and maybe I can help you find the three-spice and hundred-flavor rice."
Jiang Linxian bought a chicken leg and gave it to the little paper man.
After the latter took it, he ate it wildly.
After eating a chicken leg, he licked the chicken bones before giving up.
"Can we talk now?"
The little paper man patted his belly and said, "Did the rice seller No. 88 tell you that the three-flavor and hundred-flavor rice was stolen?"
"Yes." Jiang Linxian nodded.
"That's right." The little paper man said: "The rice thief can only steal rice at night, so he waits until we leave before he starts taking action."
"The employees on our floor will return to the stove to rest after the owner has finished eating. The stall owners who buy vegetables will also return to the stalls to sleep. The thief who can steal the Sanxiang Baiwei rice must be We started taking action while we were asleep."
"You should pay more attention at night. If you see someone like us wandering around at night, they must be rice thieves!"
Hearing the head chef's reminder, Jiang Linxian suddenly thought of the player's murder that happened last night.
He passed the night boy and saw the figure of a little paper man. It must be the little paper man that the young master said was the rice thief.
"This information is very useful." Jiang Linxian said, "Tonight, I will take a closer look."
"If you have found all the ingredients, you can come to me and I will help you complete this delicious dish. This will make up for the regret in my heart." The little paper man smiled and turned around to start cooking.
It’s still his unique skill: fried pork with chili.
Jiang Linxian left the chef.
At present, he still lacked a fragment of the recipe to complete the recipe. Thinking of this, he came to a small paper man who was cooking.
At this moment, the little paper man was holding a kitchen knife and was constantly cutting the ingredients. Every time he cut the food, he cut it very frequently.
The dishes he cuts have very smooth and even lines, which can be said to be excellent knife skills.
"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone playing with a knife?" The little paper man became furious when he saw Jiang Linxian staying here and not leaving.
"I want something from you." Jiang Linxian got straight to the point. He felt that there was no need to continue the polite greetings. It would be the fastest to directly exchange things with these little paper figures.
"What do you want?" the little paper man asked in confusion: "You don't want the knife in my hand, do you?"
"Then I won't give it to you."
"Get out of here!"
"I want the fragments of the recipe that your master tore up. I heard from your head chef that you picked up a piece."
The little paper man was startled and asked curiously: "How did the chef know that I picked up a fragment of the recipe?"
"How could he become your head chef if he didn't know?" Jiang Linxian shook his arms slightly and said, "Nothing you do can be hidden from his eyes."
"What you said seems to make sense."
"You can ask for recipe fragments, but if your knife skills can beat mine, then I'll give them to you."
"It's a piece of cake." Jiang Linxian said, "How do you compare?"
"It's just like cutting cucumbers. Let's see which cucumber we cut is more neat and beautiful." The little paper man said: "You come first."
Jiang Linxian shook his head and said, "That's not difficult. How about we compare it with tofu wilting in water?"
"Huh? Do you have this ability?" The little paper man became interested and asked, "But I can't wither tofu in the water."
"Let's do this, I'll carve a cucumber, and you'll carve the tofu in the water. If you can beat me, you'll win, and I'll give you the recipe fragments."
Jiang Linxian immediately refused: "This is unfair to me."
"Withering tofu in water is more difficult."
The little paper man pondered for a while and said: "It is indeed unfair to you."
"Let's do this. I won't carve. You carve the tofu in the water. If you are satisfied with it, I will give you the recipe fragment in my hand."
