Yi Fan thought that Yin Xiaoran was too shocked to see that he could cook, so he had a strange expression on his face.
He pulled her to the stove, pointed at the fragrant Buddha jumping over the wall in the porcelain altar, and said: "This is my first time making it, please try it and see how it tastes."
Then he scooped up a bowl of vegetables with a spoon, took a pair of chopsticks, brought them both to her, and motioned with his eyes for her to take it and taste it.
To his surprise, Yin Xiaoran not only didn't answer, but instead said in a gnashing voice: "You made it with your own hands."
Yi Fan nodded and said, "Yes, yes."
Yin Xiaoran couldn't bear it any longer, took the bowls and chopsticks, put the things on the stove, then pointed at Yi Fan and roared with a look of hatred on his face: "You, a prodigal, actually used an immortal magic that can only be used once a day."
If you come here to cook this dish, will you be able to become an immortal if you eat it?
It’s so luxurious.”
Yi Fan was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, and then he said in a dumbfounded voice: "I didn't use the magic.
I can only use it once a day.
Of course I won't use it easily."
"Nonsense, if you didn't use magic, how could you make this dish so difficult as Buddha Jumping Over the Wall for the first time?
You're lying to a child."
Yin Xiaoran didn't believe it at all, and he decided in his heart that Yi Fan was lying.
Seeing that the explanation was unclear, Yi Fan simply expressed it through actions.
I saw him pick up a piece of old ginger, cut it open, and cut out several diamond-shaped slices.
Each slice was the same thickness and size.
Then he took out another jar from the kitchen cabinet and spread the ginger slices evenly on the jar. bottom.
Then he took out a washed winter bamboo shoot from the vegetable basket on the side, cut it into several thin diamond-shaped slices, and laid them on top of the ginger slices.
The size of the bamboo shoot slices was exactly the same as that of the ginger slices.
Then, take out a few more fermented shiitake mushrooms, remove the stems of the shiitake mushrooms, place the shiitake mushrooms on top of the bamboo shoots, then add cooked chicken, shrimp, scallops, cooked shelled quail eggs, tripe, and then Put in the shark fin, lay it flat, and then take out a small abalone and put it on top.
With these layers of accumulation, the originally empty porcelain jar was filled with ingredients.
Yin Xiaoran's jaw almost dropped when he saw Yi Fan's delicate and delicate knife skills and his skillful movements like flowing water.
After doing all this, Yi Fan turned to her and said calmly: "The next step is to put the flower carvings on and stew them over the fire.
Do you want me to continue?"
Yin Xiaoran had already begun to believe Yi Fan's words, but she suddenly remembered that she had seen on the Internet that it took a long time to cook Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.
How could it be possible to make it in just such a long time?
And she was sure that she would not be as exquisite as these two.
Antique porcelain altars do not have luxuries such as shark fins, scallops and abalone.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a slightly mocking smile on her lips, and said: "If you continue, I want to see how you can cook a dish that needs to be simmered for more than eight hours in such a short time."
Yi Fan seemed to be stunned for a moment, but this fleeting moment of confusion was noticed by Yin Xiaoran, and he was even more sure of his guess.
It is unforgivable that this half-hearted god dared to lie to her.
Just when she was thinking about how she would settle accounts with Yi Fan after he was embarrassed, something completely beyond her imagination happened.
I saw Yi Fan easily holding up the heavy porcelain altar with only one left hand, and then placed the palm of his right hand upwards under the porcelain altar.
With a look in his eyes, a wisp of blue flames appeared in the palm of his right hand. .
Yin Xiaoran's jaw dropped for the second time.
"This, this, this" pointed with trembling fingers at the palm of Yi Fan's right hand that was spitting fire.
She couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Everything that happened before her eyes was already beyond her endurance.
She was a little dizzy and felt that she was dreaming.
She quickly shook her head and rubbed her eyes, but the fire was still there, and there were no signs of injury on Yifan's hands. , could it be that he is using immortal magic now?
No, he said that the magic can only be used once a day.
Is he lying to himself that the magic can only be used more than once a day?
Yin Xiaoran was angry, but her reason calmed her down.
She took a deep breath and said coldly: "Give me an explanation."
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Looking at her expression, Yi Fan knew what she was thinking of.
He put down the porcelain altar and waved his right hand in the air.
The flames disappeared immediately, and his white jade-like palm was safe and sound.
"Xiao Ran, have you ever heard that Sanwei is really popular?"
He said calmly.
"It has been shown on TV and written in novels."
At this point, her eyes widened suddenly.
"Could it be that the three flavors were really hot?"
No, the legendary three-flavored real fire that can destroy heaven and earth is so exaggerated.
Yi Fan nodded, "Yes, what I summoned just now is the Three Flavors True Fire.
It is also a kind of Taoist magic, not an immortal magic.
However, I can only use less than 20% of its effect now, but it is used to speed up time.
Stewed vegetables are enough.”
The corner of Yin Xiaoran's mouth began to twitch, "Hey, hey, it's just cooking.
Do you need to use such exaggerated methods as Sanwei Zhenhuo?"
Her eyes glanced at the altar of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and she suddenly felt that she was so luxurious.
"Nah, use Sanwei Zhenhuo to stew it."
The Buddha jumped over the wall.
How much would it cost?
"So I really didn't use the magic.
You have wronged me."
Yi Fan looked at her innocently.
Yin Xiaoran couldn't hold up his forehead.
You are a god.
You are a god.
The aggrieved expression on your face is like a kindergarten kid who has been robbed of a lollipop.
Are you trying to cause trouble?
Is that the twinkling in your eyes?
It's water light, right?
Damn you, how long have you been down to earth?
Gods have learned how to act cute.
The earth is too dangerous.
She is going to Mars.
However, Yin Xiaoran was a sharp-tongued person.
Facing Yi Fan, who was as full of grievances as a resentful woman, she had no choice but to apologize in a low voice.
I say I'm sorry, but in my heart there seems to be tens of thousands of mud horses roaring madly on the Male Gobi Desert.
This is definitely heart-breaking, lung-breaking, liver-stomach-breaking.
Hearing her apology, Lord Yi Fan smiled broadly and said, "No need to apologize.
It's understandable that you think so.
It's okay."
It doesn't matter.
Why did you act like a little daughter-in-law who felt aggrieved just now?
You obviously wanted her to apologize and admit her mistake.
Black, really dark.
Yin Xiaoran looked at the sky at 45 degrees, his face was full of bullshit A certain woman had a very full meal at this dinner.
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She turned her grief and depression into appetite.
She stuffed most of the jar of vegetables into her stomach as if she were a black-hearted god, and then waited for digestion and excretion.
This was the authentic way of "venting the hatred in the heart."
Looking at Yin Xiaoran in front of him who was clearly overeating but still looking at the porcelain altar with resentful eyes and continuing to stretch out his chopsticks with the intention of fighting again, the corners of Yi Fan's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were gentle
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