God of Life and Death

The black-faced general turned around and left with his guards, ignoring the curses behind him and ignoring them.

Looking at the black-faced general's figure fading away.

Fang Yue pretended to have a sad expression. But in his heart, he was already overjoyed! Fighting and killing is so annoying.

What a great cooking class! There was food, drink, fresh water to chop firewood, what could be a safer place than there?

"Report!"

In the afternoon, Fang Yue arrived at the cooking class with great interest.

The Apocalypse Legion's cooking class is very large.

There are three hundred stoves, three hundred vegetable stands, and three hundred tables.

This cooking room covering an area of ​​ten acres is the food supply place for the entire Apocalypse Legion.

"Enter!"

In the cooking room, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure, smooth skin, and good care was writing something with his head down. He heard someone reporting, but he didn't raise his head and was still busy with the work in hand.

"I heard that you were exiled and sent here because you offended General Ye?"

The smooth-skinned middle-aged man still didn't raise his head. The sound is slightly dull.

"Who is General Ye? That black face?"

Fang Yue was stunned.

"Blackface?"

The middle-aged man with smooth skin raised his head, looked at Fang Yue with a half-smile and said jokingly: "General Ye has a bad temper, and no one dares to provoke him easily. If you dare to call him a black face, it seems that he has offended you." Please!”

"It's okay, it's okay. There was indeed a small grudge at first, but after seeing that he arranged for me to be in the cooking room, let it go!"

Fang Yue laughed. He just found out that the black-faced general's surname was Ye.

But no matter what his surname is, he is a good general if he can be placed in the rear where there is no danger.

The smooth-skinned middle-aged man looked at Fang Yue, and the smile on his lips became deeper.

"My lord, Tian Mingguang, Tian will be the manager of the kitchen. Your work in the kitchen will be arranged by me in the future!"

The work in the cooking room is very simple. Each person's task is to be responsible for a stove. A vegetable chopping block and a large pot are all the equipment of a member of the cooking class.

There are a total of three hundred sets of pots and stoves in the cooking room, but not every pot and stove has a corresponding owner.

In fact, in such a large cooking room, all the chefs combined can only number a hundred people.

The remaining 100 cooking stoves are props specially used for food consumption.

"Actually, the work in the kitchen is very easy. You only need to prepare a table of meals in the morning, noon and evening. The Apocalypse Army has a strength of 30,000 people on the surface, but in fact, there are less than 20,000 people in total. The others are Ten thousand people are on temporary duty, so not many people open their mouths to eat.

We have chef number 108. Counting you as one hundred and nine people, it is quite easy to cook for less than 20,000 people! "

The person responsible for teaching Fang Yuejun the rules is a chubby little man, wearing a white coat, with a shovel in his left hand and an iron pot in his right hand. He looks quite professional.

His smile is pleasant, giving people a warm and friendly feeling.

His name is Sima Xiao, a disciple of a family outside the Yan Kingdom. It is said that he offended a big shot in the family, so he was exiled here. Fang Yue sensed an extremely obscure fluctuation in Sima Xiao's body. The intensity of this fluctuation was not weaker than that of his eldest brother Fang Lingxiao.

This cooking class is indeed a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden.

There are many masters in ordinary places, and there are divine monks among the people sweeping the floor.

Fang Yue had never looked down upon a place like the kitchen.

"Don't you know how to cook? It's okay, I can teach you! In fact, cooking is very simple. All cuisines are basically the same process..."

Sima smiled at Fang Yue with great enthusiasm. It's easy to make people feel good.

"It's okay, just cook! I still know how to cook!"

Fang Yue had no other skills in his previous life. As a thousand-year-old diaosi, his cooking skills were absolutely superb.

"Brother, don't be brave. With your thin skin and tender meat, you don't look like someone who works in the kitchen! If it doesn't work, you can let me help you with your cooking tasks a few days ago."

Sima Xiao patted Fang Yue on the shoulder kindly, with an expression that said I understand you very well.

"It's okay, it's okay! I can really cook. If you don't believe it, I can try it."

Fang Yue smiled shyly, walked to his kitchen stove, looked at the various ingredients piled next to him, and asked Sima Xiao, "Can I use these things?"

"Use it, use it as you like, everything in this kitchen is openly supplied by the Apocalypse Legion, you can have as much as you need."

Sima Xiao looked at Fang Yue, there was still a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Fang Yue stopped being polite and began to pick and wash vegetables skillfully.

"Second Young Master, a gentleman is far away from the kitchen! You can't do this..."

At this time, Shao Gang jumped out again.

It is really inappropriate to let the second son of the Fang family cook.

"Shao Gang, you're wrong! Everything is true, and there is a very profound truth in the process of cooking!" Fang Yue lowered his face. Although this guy was kind-hearted, his mother-in-law always cared about him. No matter what.

Fang Yue is going to give him a vivid social practice lesson to convince him!

"Everything is a Tao, but the Tao of our Fang family should have been acquired through bloody battles on the battlefield. How can we just live in this kitchen?"

Shao Gang continued to dissuade Fang Yue, but he still refused to give up. The dignified young master of the Fang family had to live in the kitchen with a pot and shovel. If this rumor spread, it would have a great impact on the reputation of the Fang family. Even Shao Gang would rather Fang Yue disobey the call and be executed by the Apocalypse Legion than his son living among the cooks.

"Absurd! The most important thing for practitioners to abandon is the discriminatory mentality! Eating is the way, drinking water is the way, walking is the way, killing is the way! The way does not distinguish between high and low, there is no strength. Only the human heart has high and low. There are strengths and weaknesses, so we just rest on our laurels and never become something great!”

Fang Yue reprimanded Shao Gang in a high-sounding manner. In fact, I don't even understand the great truth he just said. I just watch too many forums every day. He made a casual comment.

"Everything is the way! Is there a difference in the heart?"

Tian Guangming, who was immersed in copywriting and writing furiously, moved his ears slightly and showed a thoughtful expression.

"For example, in this kitchen, there is a principle of cooking and eating cattle!"

Shao Gang looked confused, confused and at a loss after being fooled by Fang Yue.

Seeing this, Fang Yue struck while the iron was hot, and with an upright look on his face, he casually took out a piece of beef.

"There are horizontal and vertical grains in this beef. If someone cuts the knife arbitrarily, the texture of the muscles and bones of the beef will be destroyed. However, a truly experienced chef will follow the trend and cut according to the texture. In this case , which is easy and labor-saving without destroying the flavor of the beef itself!”

Fang Yue cut the tip of the knife with lightness and dexterity, and the beef knife seemed to have a life of its own in his hand, dancing on the beef.

His cattle undressing is no longer a low-level and boring job, but a perfect art!

Every rise and fall of the blade, every graceful stroke, seems to be in line with some kind of Tao rhythm!

Shao Gang was stunned!

Sima Xiao was stunned!

Tian Guangming, who raised his head to look at Fang Yue, was also stunned!

"Skills are as close to the Tao as skills are to the Tao!" Tian Guangming exclaimed, holding his breath.

His eyes widened, and he watched Fang Yue cutting the beef for a moment.

Every arc, every curve is natural and seems to be a manifestation of some kind of Tao and rules in the world.

Everything in the outside world did not affect Fang Yue. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the pleasure of cutting meat. Originally, he just wanted to fool Shao Gang.

Unexpectedly, when he actually cut the beef according to its texture, he discovered that everything was just as wonderful.

Is this the power of creation?

The connection between every sinew and every sinew, the fit between every bone and bone.

These are all so natural, so wonderful.

This is the greatest miracle in nature and the most miraculous creation created by the power of life!

The cook eats the cow!

It took a long time for Fang Yue to get out of that inexplicable state.

He suddenly discovered that the three auras in his body had at least doubled in size! Unknowingly, he went from the beginning of the warrior realm to the middle stage of the warrior realm!

Is this okay too?

This time, even Fang Yue himself was stunned!

He looked at Shao Gang again, and the previous dissatisfaction and disdain had now turned into admiration with eyes filled with little stars!

If you can practice cooking, am you really wrong?

Chopping firewood, carrying water, cooking, all are practices!

Was it because his previous understanding of spiritual practice was too rigid?

Shao Gang began to waver and doubt the common sense he had firmly believed in before.

A living example was placed in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it!

Fang Yue saw the dumb faces around him, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

I am indeed a genius, even cooking can increase my cultivation!

Oops, you are so good that you are different from others in everything you do.

Among the crowd, I am so outstanding and talented that I almost like myself. What should I do?

It really makes people feel so shy!

"Ahem!"

Fang Yue coughed twice, waking people up from their previous sluggish expressions. He put his hands behind his back, as if he were really a master of philosophy, and said slowly in a low, rich and magnetic tone: "The road to life is wonderful. That's it! Walking, sitting and lying down are all principles. If you just practice persistently, you will fall behind! Haste makes waste, and occasionally, if you pay attention to life, you can often gather the true meaning of Tao inadvertently!"

A piece of chicken soup for the soul flowed out of Fang Yue's mouth.

The philosophy contained in it is thought-provoking!

"Bah bang bang!"

Tian Guangming was the first to take the lead in applauding, and then the applause came in waves, and the other cabinets all started to applaud.

Those cupboards that were once in disgrace, once numb, once despairing, once humble, all had the light of hope in their eyes.

For the first time, they knew that cooking contained so much truth! For the first time, they learned that just menial tasks such as picking vegetables, carrying water, killing cattle, and lighting fires could also contain the true meaning of life!

Fang Yue's demonstration was like a ray of golden light piercing through the heavy dark clouds.

The chaotic and mediocre life now has new hope and a new direction!

Fang Yue didn't know that it was just an inadvertent act of pretense.

What kind of changes and shocks it brought to this Apocalypse Legion.

An unprecedented military unit, the chef corps has begun to emerge!

After lighting the fire and cooking, Fang Yue entered the state of a normal chef. His iron pot shook, and the steaming flames rose from the top of the iron pot!

Soon, plates of delicious, delicious and tasty dishes were placed on the table.

Shredded fish-flavored pork, potato beef, Kung Pao chicken, cumin mutton...

Less than half an hour.

Fang Yue prepared a full table of meals, including ten meat and five vegetarian dishes, as well as seaweed and egg drop soup.

"This...is this what you cooked?"

With a gurgle, Sima Xiao swallowed, his eyes straightened, and his stomach growled.

"I can already smell the aroma before I eat it! This, this is so beautiful!"