The heavens start from the anger and clearness of Xiangxi

Chapter 81 Cooking
There are many people in this world who can cook, and there are also many men who can cook, but there is no one who can be as good as Lu Qing.

Because cooking also has its own principles, from the selection of materials, knife skills to heat and the timing of stir-frying, all have their own rules.

This can also be seen as a practice.

That's why the ancients said that "governing a big country is like cooking a small fish".

No matter what you do, as long as you master the law, then everything will be logical. If you act recklessly, the final result will definitely be a mess.

Since cooking is practice, there is naturally a way of practice.

In addition to talent, ordinary people rely more on experience to learn how to cook. The so-called practice makes perfect, and they understand the methods and keys from operating over and over again.

Those with high talents practiced a dozen or twenty times, and those with low talents practiced hundreds or thousands of times, and they can always figure out some experience and rules.

But ordinary people's perception is limited, and many subtleties are simply not perceived.

But Lu Qing is different, his mental power is meticulous and discerning, and any slight change cannot escape his eyes, so he can control everything just right.

Whether it is the firewood for the fire, the raw materials for cooking, the technique of cutting vegetables, the timing of stir-frying, and the control of temperature, he has achieved the ultimate.

Looking at Lu Qing who was cooking in the small kitchen, Murong Jiu couldn't help but teased, "Everyone says 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen', why don't you seem to care at all."

Lu Qing, who was concentrating on controlling the temperature of the fire, replied: "You are taking the meaning out of context."

"A gentleman is like a beast. Seeing its life, he can't bear to see it die; hearing its sound, he can't bear to eat its meat. That's why a gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

"Confucianism is based on 'benevolence', so it does not want to see the tragic situation of killing. That's why it is said that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. It is not that he looks down on the cook."

"Cooking is also a practice and a way of enlightenment."

"I don't care if it practices or not, as long as it cooks delicious food."

Murong Jiu didn't want to listen to these messy principles, he just wanted to satisfy his appetite.

Lu Qing chuckled when he heard this, a little girl is a little girl.

"Go out and wait, it will be fine in a while."

After Lu Qing finished speaking, he immersed himself in the small world of this square inch.

Murong Jiu suppressed the glutton in his stomach, and hummed a little tune in the small kitchen.

Not long after, Lu Qing came out with two dishes of side dishes.

Murong looked anxiously at Lu Qing who was walking slowly, and couldn't wait to taste this delicious food just out of the pan.

As soon as Lu Qing put the plate on the stone table, Murong Jiu's chopsticks had already picked up a small piece of tender meat and put it into the small mouth of the cherry.

As soon as she took a bite, she felt the aroma spread in her mouth. The meat was smooth and tender, and the juice was full and mellow.

Confucius learned the rhythm, but he didn't know the taste of meat in March.

But Murong Jiu felt that after tasting this small piece of meat, she would never forget the taste of meat in three years.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing: "After eating your cooking, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat other people's cooking again."

Lu Qing smiled and said: "That's good. They say that if you can't grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp her stomach."

"Hmph! Then you have to work hard!" Murong Jiu said with a smile: "If one day you can't cook dishes that satisfy this girl, I will kick you out of Murong Villa!"

Now that there are no outsiders around, she doesn't feel shy anymore.

Just like what she said to Lian Xing, if you don't even dare to say what you like about someone, you must be a cowardly and cowardly wretch.

Lu Qing looked at the cheerful and lively Murong Jiu, and said with a smile: "You'd better eat it quickly, or it will get cold if you don't eat it."

Murong Jiu felt that it was reasonable, and also accelerated the speed of chopsticks.

Such a delicious delicacy, if it is cold, it would be a waste of money.

In just half a stick of incense time, Murong Jiu finished the two dishes of side dishes.

Murong Jiu looked at Lu Qing who hadn't moved his chopsticks and asked, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Why don't you eat?"

"I'm full." Lu Qing replied.

"But you clearly haven't eaten anything?" Murong Jiu was puzzled.

"As the saying goes, beautiful food is delicious, and I'm already full." Lu Qing laughed.

Of course, this is just a joke, the real reason is because Lu Qing has been able to actively absorb the energy of the demon pill after entering the realm of "Fire Refining True Pill", so he basically doesn't need to eat anymore.

And the reason why he said he was hungry and wanted to cook was because he was afraid that Murong Jiu would pester him to find out the truth, so he wanted to divert her attention.

"That's right." Murong Jiu said arrogantly: "You can sit with a beauty like this girl, you must not think about eating and drinking."

Lu Qing smiled and said nothing.

Yihua Palace

"What did you say?!"

Yaoyue, who was sitting on the sapphire chair, looked at the maid below with a cold face and asked.

The maid was specially arranged by her to monitor Lian Xing, but now she said that Lian Xing had disappeared, which made her murderous.

She hated feeling out of control and it made her angry.

Anyone and everything must be under her control!
Just because she is inviting the moon.

The servant girl was so frightened by her cold words that her face paled, and she couldn't help trembling all over, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "My lord, this servant only found out today, my lord, please spare me!"

"Forgive me?!" Yaoyue's eyes were full of murderous intent, and she said coldly, "You can't even look down on a single person, so what's the use of me keeping you?"

After finishing speaking, she smashed a palm casually, and with her mighty true energy, she knocked the prostrating maidservant flying backwards, and died before she could even utter a scream.

"Come here!" Yaoyue ordered coldly to the two maids guarding the door: "Drag this bitch's body out."

"Yes, Grand Palace Master."

Although the two were terrified in their hearts, they didn't dare to show anything on their faces. They respectfully followed Yaoyue's instructions and dragged away the body of the maidservant who died tragically.

They have long been accustomed to the moodiness of the Grand Palace Mistress.

Anyone who dared to show emotion in front of the Grand Palace Master, whether crying or laughing, would be beaten to death by her.

They have already become like wooden figures, unable to cry or laugh.

This Nuoda Yihua Palace is like a tomb where all other emotions are buried, only endless hatred.

"why!"

"Why even you betrayed me!"

"Why does everyone lie to me and betray me?!"

After everyone retreated, Yaoyue roared while standing alone in the empty palace.

"No one can hurt me! Neither can you!"

"If you are like them, then you have to die!"

"Damn you all!"

"Damn it!"

The more she thought about it, the more intense the killing intent in her heart became, and even the true energy in her body began to agitate, faintly showing signs of madness.

Mingyu kung fu focuses on the state of mind, and only with a heart like bright jade can one be able to freely and freely, once the state of mind is broken, not only cannot the kung fu be used, but it will eat back at one's body.

(End of this chapter)