"You should have calmed down now, right?"
The same language will naturally have different effects depending on whose mouth it comes from.
Ye Xiu had seen Wang Ye's panic before, but he didn't know where it came from. Even comforting him had no effect, but when Zhao Fuyu spoke now, Wang Ye completely regained his composure.
"Then just look at the menus around you, or think about what you want to eat."
"As long as you want to eat something or a theme you want to taste, I can try my best to cook it for you."
Zhao Fuyu's words revealed a lot of information, but he didn't mind a guy like Wang Ye trying to see if he could distinguish those details.
"If you have any questions or concerns, the self-service dishes on the counter over there are considered snacks and snacks before meals. If you need to drink, you can also ask me."
"The rest is up to you to decide on new guests."
After giving the basic guidelines, Zhao Fuyu returned to the kitchen counter. In fact, ordering does not require verbal communication.
At least Nezuko has always been that way.
In the past, every time she ordered, she looked directly at Zhao Fuyu and made eye contact for a while. Even after she could speak freely, she still retained this habit.
So the first thing Zhao Fuyu had to cook at this time was a special set meal for Nezuko.
You know, it takes a lot of effort to prepare a set meal for her. Just choosing the main dishes and side dishes is very troublesome.
It’s not that Nezuko is a picky eater, because she was born into a poor family, so she doesn’t worry about what she won’t eat. But for Zhao Fuyu, making diners taste the same thing every time is what he is. The cook was negligent in his duties.
It just so happened that I had some inspiration this time, and I planned to make some stir-fried fish and shrimps, paired with braised pork ribs, and a simple stir-fried vegetable dish to serve as a set meal for Nezuko.
Then use the existing stock to prepare a steamed egg in stock, making it slightly more moist. It is both a dish and half a soup.
After making up his mind, Zhao Fuyu's hands and feet were very fast. The ribs were already in the pot and started to cook. After softening the meat of the ribs with resonance, he stir-fried it a little until the outer layer was browned. state.
Then use braised pork ribs, soy sauce, garlic, ginger, and a little fragrant dried chili, and add two or three grains of rock sugar to enhance the freshness.
Then you can ignore the pot.
Let’s start with the steamed eggs. The ratio of broth to egg liquid is 2.3:1. After beating, sift, add a touch of salt, wrap in plastic wrap, and quickly put the egg custard on the steamer. The next step is to deal with small fish and shrimps.
Zhao Fuyu was also very busy with things like removing the internal organs and removing the sharp tentacles.
It was from here that Wang Ye finally saw the reason why this place was called a restaurant.
You must know that even when Zhao Fuyu is cooking such a daily set meal, the so-called Taoist charm generated by the so-called resonant ingredients is difficult to turn away.
Just to know what it would be like if he actually started cooking a big dish.
And just after watching Zhao Fuyu cook for a while, Wang Ye already felt that he had gained a lot. He even mastered the secret technique of 'Fenghou Qimen', which is known as one of the eight wonders in the alien world in their world. ', and also gained considerable proficiency.
Even at this moment, he dared to say that he had completely mastered this magical skill.
This also made Wang Ye realize that Zhao Fuyu was not simple.
After savoring the words he gave again, Wang Ye's eyes shone brightly.
Anyone who can learn Fenghou Qimen must be talented and have a Taoist nature. However, if he has a Taoist nature, he will naturally have demonic obstacles. Laziness and convenience are Wang Ye's demonic obstacles.
Why would he subconsciously use the power of Fenghou Qimen here, and even dare to plot against Zhao Fuyu?
To put it bluntly, isn't it because of his laziness that this convenient power has completely penetrated into his bones, and has even blocked his own wisdom?
Why does his master come to him angrily every day? Is it really because he skipped morning, noon and evening classes?
Or it was because this master with an extraordinary Taoist heart had noticed that his disciple had a tendency to fall into the devil's trap, and wanted to wake him up with a stick and a drink.
It's a pity that Wang Ye, who has mastered the Fenghou Qimen, is no good at running away. His master has not caught him even once until now.
This gave Wang Ye signs that he was getting deeper into trouble. If he hadn't come to the Multi-World Restaurant by chance, he would have had to take action personally to have any hope of breaking through his demonic barrier.
Realizing that there was a huge tilt problem in his state of mind, Wang Ye quickly carried out continuous review and control, and finally came to his senses after Zhao Fuyu completed Nezuko's set meal.
Suddenly, the lazy demeanor around me was transformed into a feeling of carefreeness, no longer the kind of illusion that seemed to give people a sense of laziness and never have any confidence.
This kind of demeanor is not inappropriate, but it is not suitable for a Taoist priest.
Nor should it be the temperament possessed by a Taoist priest.
After understanding the benefits of the multi-world restaurant, Wang Ye finally calmed down and started to pick up the plates, and then took a little of everything on the buffet table.
It wasn't much, just two plates, and it seemed like I wanted to try every dish.
But when he tasted the first dish, the simple braised vegetables, an astonishing light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
You must know that Wang Ye is not the so-called innate stranger in their world, which means that his extraordinary power is acquired through practice.
However, the world has changed, and their world is no longer suitable for cultivation. Otherwise, with his qualifications, he would have to be at least a first-class master, not to mention reaching the top level.
As a result, his cultivation is still at a second-rate level, and the younger generation is considered to be at the forefront, but if you include the entire alien world, he is nothing.
But after taking such a sip, not to mention the astonishing taste, but to say that his body seemed to be rolled by the energy that was endlessly nourished. Even the Qi in his body became active and continued to grow, as if he had obtained What a great supplement.
This situation simply made Wang Ye's eyes turn red.
He never thought that one day he would be so crazy and keep stuffing food into his mouth.
After he put the last remnants of the second set into his mouth, his body, which was originally just the aura of peak wolf level, suddenly broke into the middle stage of tiger level, and there were even signs of continuing to break through, but soon he He suppressed this impulse himself.
I saw him looking at Zhao Fuyu, and he understood where the biggest opportunity to come to this place lies!
Concentrating and being righteous, Wang Ye also smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and respectfully bowed his head to Zhao Fuyu.
"I beg you, sir...to give me the 'Tao'!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
