C1162 Dream on
C1162 Dream on
Of course, if he focused on devouring for fifty years, perhaps Erzhuang could also sense his Divine Sense. However, it was a pity that he was only a little foodie, only fifteen years old. There was still a long way to go before he became a fifty year old Tao.
If Erzhuang could still see hope, then Dazhuang had no idea where his hope was.
Dazhuang was an honest and honest child with brute force. However, it was not good to cause trouble, and he did not like to dance with knives and guns. He only knew how to play when he was happy all day, but he could not play with flowers. He could not make a name for himself, so he changed his interests very quickly. He didn't focus at all.
The most important thing to comprehend the Divine Sense was to focus or activate the Heavenly Awakening. Ye Bufan was considered a Heavenly Awakening, but most of the Soul Cultivator were focused.
Dazhuang Erzhuang clearly did not have the luck or focus of Heaven's Awakening, so it was very difficult for him to comprehend a Divine Sense.
In order to find the true interests of these two idiots and focus on them, Ye Bufan had been leading them everywhere during this period of time. They had visited the entire Linhai, and had also wandered around the outskirts of the city for an unknown period of time.
In the end, he finally found a possible focus.
He found that Dazhuang was very interested in wrestling. Once he entered the wrestling ring, he immediately became focused and focused. His entire mind was focused on the intense wrestling match.
This made Ye Bufan very happy. Finding an interest point was a good start. As long as Dazhuang continued to maintain his spirit sense, there was a possibility that he could sense it.
After solving Dazhuang's problem, the problem of Erzhuang came again.
Ye Bufan felt that his gluttonous nature did not have the characteristics of short-term enlightenment, so he could only lead him around with Dazhuang.
In the end, Dazhuang liked wrestling, but Erzhuang did not show any interest. To be honest, Erzhuang was interested in a lot of things. Things like sugar people, fried popcorn, and so on could attract his interest. But in the end, these interests fell on one 'eating'. Erzhuang only liked these delicious things. He was not interested in the cooking methods of others at all.
Just as Ye Bufan was getting more and more helpless, there was a turning point in this matter.
That afternoon, the three of them came to a small restaurant for lunch. They often came to this restaurant. One was on the way and the other was cheap.
Of course, to Erzhuang, jumping over the wall was his favorite.
It was said that the Buddhist Jumping Over the Wall was a secret technique. During the whole process, it contained various cooking techniques. Each ingredient needed to be specially made. Some needed to be fried, some needed to be fried, some needed to be cooked, some needed to be fried, and some needed to be fried!
In any case, each ingredient had different processing methods. Each ingredient needed to be cooked separately. Only then would the ingredients be mixed together, gathering the flavors of the various dishes. However, they would not clash with each other. In the end, they would be stuck in a jar for a period of time. Finally, it would be considered a qualified finished product.
Every time Erzhuang ate this dish, his eyes were half-closed. He was completely immersed in the delicious food. He looked very intoxicated, which made others have a lot of appetite.
However, on this day, when the Buddha leaped over the wall and sat on the table, Erzhuang only tasted it and actually spat it out.
He slammed the table and scolded, "Boss, come out! Who made this Buddhist Jumping Over the Wall? There was so much difference in Kung Fu! The side dishes should be like this. How could it be like this!? The main ingredients should be like this, how can it be like this!"
Ye Bufan looked at Erzhuang and stomped his feet in anger. Out of curiosity, he also tried this Buddhist Jumping over the Wall, but in the end, he did not eat anything different.
But of course, he would not say anything. Erzhuang, this foodie's taste buds might be very special, but it might not be the same.
As for the possibility of finding trouble, he did not think it would happen. Erzhuang was a fool, not a joker. He would not deliberately cause trouble in the tavern that he often visited.
Second Zhuang's voice was very loud, and it immediately attracted the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper looked quite rich, and he had two dimples with a smile. He looked very friendly. He jogged over with a smile.
"Dear customer, are you not satisfied with the dishes in the restaurant?"
The manager's attitude was quite good. After all, harmony made money. A place like a tavern relied on its reputation. If it lost its reputation, it would not be able to survive.
After all, you might not be able to open a tavern after leaving this place. Other places also had taverns. They were all local. How could a foreigner like you compete with them?
In Heavenly Treasure State, everyone was a foreigner. That was why many taverns were opened and closed, closed and opened.
However, if this tavern had a bad reputation, it would be impossible to open it again. Especially since there were no taverns, the shopkeeper could only leave Heavenly Treasure State.
Anyone who could come to Heavenly Treasure State to explore the world would only come out to adventure because they couldn't stay in Soul Continent. If the shopkeeper wanted to go back, he would have gone back a long time ago. Why would he wait until now?
It was precisely because Ye Bufan knew that the shopkeeper cared about the reputation of the tavern that he didn't interfere with the matter.
First, he wanted to see if Second Zhuang was being unreasonable or had a reason. Second, he also wanted to see how this manager would deal with him.
Erzhuang snorted coldly and pointed at the Buddha wall on the table. He repeated what he had just said.
Before he could finish, the manager started sweating.
When he finished speaking, the shopkeeper hurriedly bowed and said, "Sorry, sorry. Sir, you are right. We have indeed changed masters. The master has some matters to attend to and has taken a few days off. Now it's his disciple who is in charge of the spoon. I didn't expect you to eat it as soon as you ate it. It is our fault. It is our fault. Look! "
After saying that, the shopkeeper turned to look at Ye Bufan. Obviously, he wasn't a simple man either. With just a glance, he could tell that Ye Bufan was the one who kept his word.
Ye Bufan wasn't surprised by the manager's look. What surprised him was that the manager had changed his master temporarily. To be honest, he didn't really care about the manager's request for compensation. He was more concerned about Erzhuang.
He was surprised that this kid had such an outstanding taste buds.
At the same time, he was also a little happy. If Erzhuang had such an ability in eating, perhaps he could really find a way to make him feel it.
Thus, he asked Erzhuang, "Erzhuang, what do you plan to do? The shopkeeper said that this meal was not cooked by his master and that he had changed it to his master's disciple. I can't tell what's the difference. You think it's to make them cook again? Or what should I do? "
Erzhuang was no longer as confident as before. After all, the shopkeeper had already said... Only when the master has something to do at home will he ask for a leave of absence and let the master's disciple handle the ladle. It was normal for his disciple's kung fu to not be as good as his master's. It could only be counted as their bad luck.
Second Zhuang scratched his head. "It definitely won't work if we do it again. If we don't have enough martial arts, we won't be able to do it."
"Then we won't eat anymore?" Ye Bufan asked.
Erzhuang looked at the dishes in front of him and was a little reluctant to part. He said hesitantly, "How about it? I'll make one for myself?"
"You know how to cook?" Ye Bufan smiled. He really did not expect Erzhuang, this idiot, to know how to cook other than eating.
"Of course!" When Erzhuang saw the disbelief on Ye Bufan's face, he immediately became anxious. "I only taste good when I cook. It's just that I don't often cook. If you don't believe me, ask Dazhuang how delicious the bird I roasted for him is!"
Dazhuang nodded his head repeatedly.
Ye Bufan facepalmed. Roast birds can be considered as cooking?
Erzhuang became anxious. "Ye, if you don't believe me, I will show you my skills. The shopkeeper will lend it to your kitchen."
The shopkeeper wanted to stop him, but he was glared at by Second Zhuang and didn't dare to move.
Fortunately, Ye Bufan stopped him. "Shopkeeper, I also want to see my brother's profits. How about this? If anything happens and your pub suffers any losses, I will compensate you."
"Ah, I dare not. I dare not." The manager only said that he did not dare, but he did not say that he did not want compensation. Obviously, he was still worried about Erzhuang.
In fact, Ye Bufan was also not confident. He had never seen Erzhuang cook at home before. It was all his Aunt who cooked.
Hopefully, this idiot wouldn't brag.
Ye Bufan thought in his heart. He did not follow into the kitchen and just waited in the lobby.
There were some customers in the pub too. When they saw that there was a lively scene, those who should leave immediately didn't leave.
They all called out to wait for Erzhuang's dishes. They wanted to see if he really had the ability or if he deliberately came to pick a fight.
After all, everyone usually ate in this tavern. There was no one who could tell from the taste of the dishes that Chef had changed into. In the end, a fool was clamoring there, and his words hit the mark.
Everyone was a foodie. This instantly made them lose face. Being defeated by a hothead, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his face could not hang up. If they just left like that, wouldn't they be slapped in the face? He might as well stay and see if this idiot really had the ability or if he was just bluffing.
Thus, the entire pub quietened down. All the customers were waiting for Erzhuang to come out of the kitchen. Or perhaps... Make better food, or admit defeat... No matter what the result was, everyone was happy to see it.
It was good to watch the show. As long as they succeeded, it would be a legendary story. If they failed, they would become the object of ridicule. In short, there was a lot of topics to talk about.
In the end, after the time it took to make a cup of tea, the pub was already filled with fragrance even before Erzhuang came out.
One could tell that this fragrance was the fragrance of the food with a single whiff. It made people eat raw food and move their fingers.
"F * ck, is this idiot really capable?"
"That goes without saying. This fragrance, even back in the Soul Continent, I haven't smelled it before!"
"Absolutely. I really don't know what kind of dish this kid can bring out. I wonder if this old man is lucky enough to taste it."
"Dream on."
Ye Bufan heard the discussions of the customers. The fragrance that echoed in the tavern naturally made him smell it. It was really tempting, making people have the desire to eat.
Erzhuang had shown his specialty. Ye Bufan was the happiest. No matter how strange his specialty was, as long as it was there, it was good. After grasping this talent and carrying out some special training, Ye Bufan believed that unless Erzhuang was really a fool. Otherwise, he would definitely be able to sense it successfully.
He even felt that Erzhuang's success rate was a little higher than Dazhuang's.
Dazhuang liked to wrestle, but he was not good at wrestling. He had to work hard to reach the level of sensing.
Erzhuang's talent in cooking was simply born with it. He would definitely add points to it.