Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 182

The scroll of “Taibai Fairy Poems” has already been in Zhou Xuan’s hands.

Zhou Xuan stroked the yellowed paper roll and opened the scroll. The rich white talented light bloomed, slowly spreading out like clouds.

On this scroll are two poems of Li Taibai written by Su Dongpo with a few splashes of ink, but the clouds and mists transformed by this talent show a beautiful scene.

It was a scene like Miao Miao Asgard.

Rows of Asgard, fluttering fairies, vigorous circling flying dragons, and the colorful koi leaping in the sea of ​​clouds.

Then, under the clouds, I saw a majestic mountain, as majestic as the Kunlun Mountain.

The top of Kunlun Mountain pierced the Tianmen, the top of the mountain was above the clouds, and the fairyland was brilliant. The mountainside was obscured by heavy clouds, but at the foot of the mountain was a dark world.

There are small villages in the mountains and lonely graves, and the ethereal ghost looks to the sky full of longing.

Just when everyone was amazed, all the scenes converged in an instant, and turned into a graceful ink text on the paper.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan could clearly see the two exciting fairy poems on this scroll.

a:

Chao Ping Meng Zeyun, Li fishing green vast.

There is a ternary chapter in the double carp in search of silk.

The seal character Rhodan snake is like flying.

Returning to ask the gods, the profound meaning is immeasurable.

220　The golden knife cuts the green pigment, and the spiritual text is rotten and brilliant.

Swallow the twelve rings, and see the fairy room.

Going across the purple scales at dusk, the air invades the skin and cools.

Long Zishan changes and turns into plum makeup.

Give me tired beads, lavish the moonlight.

Persuaded me to wear a satin thread as the crotch between the skirts.

Take it with you, talk, laugh and smell the fragrance.

I saw the words “Mengzeyun” on the scroll, turning into a huge amount of lake, stretching for thousands of miles, like the Tianhe above the immortal world.

Zhou Xuan knew that this “Meng Yunze” should be “Yunmengze”, also called “Yunmeng Daze”, which is the general term for the ancient lakes on the Jianghan Plain in the Hubei of the Xuanlong Kingdom.

The south of Yunmeng Dazen is bounded by the Yangtze River, and the perimeter of this lake group was about kilometers in the pre-Qin period.

Then the word “double carp” was transformed into two colorful koi playing with each other, just like the colorful koi in the wonder of the fairy world that Zhou Xuan saw just now.

The “Xianrenfang” has been transformed into the Asgard group of fairyland films, with pavilions and pavilions.

“Dragon Child” turned into a graceful dragon girl, with fairy dress ribbons on her body and red “plum makeup” dotted on her forehead.

Zhou Xuan was shocked, “Isn’t this just the fairyland scene just now?”

A poem can actually evolve a fairy illusion!

Is this the power of the cffh family of three great Confucians?

Zhou Xuan hurriedly read the next poem:

The candle of life blooms, the light is extinct. The spring breeze circulates around the tree, and the day and the chemical industry advance.

I only know that rain and dew are greedy, not listening to everything. When I flew to the bone, I saw it as a grave.

Green pine mist and morning glow, misty mountain village. Dead and bright moon soul, no complex glass soul.

After reading this, let go and make a long scream to worship Kunlun. Drunk in Luan’s imperial clothes, the star is overwhelming.

“Candle Flower”, “Treetops”, “Rain Dew”, “Village”, “Ghost” Kunlun Mountain… and the “Dangtu Grave”, these ink-colored words are transformed into miniature scenes, displayed in front of Zhou Xuan.

Nadangtu tomb is the tomb of the emperor. According to legend, Emperor Wu Jing of the Three Kingdoms period was buried.

On the side, the elder of the Confucian Sacred Literature Palace named Shi Yi exclaimed: “Song Taibai is a phrase. There is no poetry in the world, and there is no word in the world in Guan Dongpo’s pen.”

Another person echoed: “This first poem is eloquent, fascinating and fascinating. The second poem is clear and empty.

The first calligraphy of the calligraphy book by the Dongpo layman is beautiful and elegant, and the last ten sentences are gradually entering the wonderland, which is varied and unpredictable. The second one is a gallop, purely united with the book of gods and people, the immortal spirit is misty, the heart goes with the book, and it is not the world of the world. The realm of this book is quite difficult to reach. ”

After all, the poetry fairy Li Taibai is not here, so it’s right to praise Dongpo layman. Anyone who reveals his opinions on Confucianism and Taoism is enough to benefit these four and five elders of the Confucian sage literary palace. Very shallow.

“Even if you are the emperor of the world, you can only enjoy wealth for a few decades. In the end, you can only become the dead bones in this mound. It is far less comfortable than the immortals. This may be what Taibai Shixian pursues!”

Zhou Xuan let out a soft sigh, attracting the gaze of praise from the Dongpo layman.

“Xiaoyou Zhou, you have such a literary savvy, are you willing to join me?” Su Dongpo had a love for talent, and the elders of the Confucian Sage Wen Palace looked at Zhou Xuan with envy.

Dongpo layman is a third-rank great Confucian, and it is infinitely close to the second-rank semi-sage. This is a golden thigh. If you hug it, not to mention flying yellow, but you can go further in Confucianism and Taoism!

Zhou Xuan smiled slightly, shook his head and said, “Hahaha, I don’t know what I can do. It’s better to be a chef. I want to develop my own cooking skills!”

In an instant, everyone recalled what Zhou Xuan had said about “preaching” when he first went to the high platform. Many people sighed and thought that Zhou Xuan wasted such a great opportunity.

Zhou Xuan retracted the scroll and sent it directly into the storage compartment of the system.

On the side, the elder Shi Yi from the Palace of Confucian Literature both envied and regretted. This is a treasure of Confucian literature, how can a small imperial soul cook show its power?

In Shi Yi’s eyes, this “Taibaixian Poetry Post” was a secret cast.

However, Zhou Xuan was extremely excited, because the scroll of poems could actually provoke the vibration of Jin Jing in the system. Although he didn’t know why, but it was not wrong to save it well.

It will be useful someday.

“Then, please wait for a while, and I will cook a meal for you!”

After Zhou Xuan’s words were over, a dozen elders around left the stove, and Su Dongpo sat on the futon behind the high platform, waiting carefully.

Zhou Xuan is preparing to make his improved Guo Shi Wushuang-Dongpo Meat Noodle!

On the stove, the two pots are cooked at the same time. The casserole is stewed with Dongpo meat, and the other pot is soup with seafood and wild mushrooms.

Zhou Xuan started to fry wheat. That’s right. Put wheat in the pot and stir-fry on the stove. This step can make the wheat milled into flour to add a unique aroma.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuan has the ultimate fire control technique. After the wheat is quickly fried, all the wheat is ground into crumbs, and then the bran is sifted out, leaving only the fine flour.

Then there is the noodles.

Zhou Xuan had a pit in the middle of the flour and put ten eggs into it.

As for the water used for making noodles, Zhou Xuan uses alkaline water.

In “China Little Master”, the first level of the special chef competition, Liu Subaru is just making alkaline water noodles that passed the selection, and Zhou Xuan feels that he might as well use it.

“Bai Luo snake turn to practice!”

Zhou Xuan once again demonstrated Bai Luo’s secret cooking skills. The flour and lye are separated and integrated in a basin, turning into a yellowed python hovering in the air.

Zhou Xuan did not pull the dough into thick noodles like Liu Subaru, and then find someone to pull the thick noodles into fine noodles. It is constantly performing “Bai Luo Snake Transformation”.

The yellowed python constantly stretched out, constantly getting thinner, and the color began to gradually turn white.

In the end, a large group of thin noodles flew around Zhou Xuan.

This amazing cooking skill has made countless imperial soul chefs’ eyes burst into excitement.

Bang!

Zhou Xuan waved his hand and threw the noodles into the soup pot. After a while, he took it out and put it in the soup bowl. He spread the eight pieces of red Dongpo pork from the casserole and poured light white soup on it.

“My special Guoshi Wushuang——Bade Dongpo carnitine surface is finished! Please taste it.”.