"Lao Fang, do you still know how to cook?" Wang Cong has known Fang Jueyu for almost half a year, but he has never seen him cook. He is already grateful that what he cooks is not dark food, let alone compared to a chef like Zhou Bin.

"I know a lot of things!" Fang Jueyu said, "I know everything about massage, blood circulation, bone-shaking, unlocking and fortune-telling, repairing and applying masks. I am proficient in everything, you know what a fuck!"

"Okay, then I'll just see you showing off," Wang Cong was amused by Fang Jueyu's words, "Boss Zhou, don't you mind using your kitchen, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind. I was just about to see if Mr. Fang's cooking skills were really as great as he said!" Zhou Bin glanced at Fang Jueyu's hand. There was no calluse on his palm. He knew at first glance that he didn't often use a knife to scoop. Even if such a person really knows how to cook, he can imagine his ability.

What's more, as a billionaire, Fang Jueyu must have his own personal chef. It would be a fantasy for such people to cook in person. He didn't believe that Fang Jueyu could make dishes that were more delicious than him.

The kitchen layout of Linxianju is quite neat and clean. Now is the best time for the entire restaurant business, and the chefs are busy.

From their method of cutting vegetables, Fang Jueyu saw something unique. Their knife skills were not as messy and casual as ordinary chefs, but they had more structures in it.

Zhou Bin’s cooking place is not with other chefs, but with his own independent kitchen, because the knife, pot and shovel he uses to cook are all specially made.

"Mr. Fang doesn't mind me watching from the side, do you?" Zhou Bin asked.

"Of course, if Boss Zhou is interested, he can naturally watch it next to him." Fang Jueyu glanced at the kitchen. He had all the tools available. Zhou Bin is indeed a very professional chef.

"Let's do this, how about I make a braised bass?" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin.

"Please." Zhou Bin made a gesture of inviting, but he wanted to see how Fang Jueyu should do it to achieve the so-called intentionality.

In fact, Fang Jueyu had no intention of asking Zhou Bin to trouble him, nor did he want to be a lieutenant. He just saw this extraordinary young man and had the intention to recruit him into the Super Seminary, so he naturally had to show his skills to conquer him.

"Look at it!" Fang Jueyu stretched out his hand at the fish in the pond.

"Suck your palm!" A strong biological current swept out from Fang Jueyu's palm. The perch swimming in the pond seemed to be bound by an invisible force and was sucked into the palm of his hand.

"He is not an ordinary person either!" Zhou Bin's eyes changed. Although he could do that move just now, he was definitely not as relaxed as Fang Jueyu. This number one person on Forbes' ranking is actually an ancient martial arts master.

He did the kitchen knife next to him in his hand without moving his footsteps.

He threw the bass into the sky, "Dugu Nine Swords!"

An ordinary kitchen knife turned into an invincible magic weapon in Fang Jueyu's hand. The fish scales were extremely precisely peeled off the perch by Fang Jueyu, but they did not hurt the fish at all.

"Damn? What are you doing? Use Dugu Nine Swords to peel fish scales?" Although Wang Cong is an ordinary person, he doesn't know if Fang Jueyu is using Dugu Nine Swords in martial arts, but he is sure that Fang Jueyu is definitely not wielding and slashing randomly.

The most shocking thing was Zhou Bin. Fang Jueyu's swordsmanship was extremely accurate. Not to mention anything else, the insight ability of Octavia alone is not comparable to that of ordinary ancient martial arts masters.

Bang!

The bass fell on the cutting board, and the scales on their bodies were peeling off, but the whole process lasted only a few seconds, and the bass was still full of vitality.

Various ingredients such as onion, ginger, and garlic have turned into even pieces under Fang Jueyu's knife skills. People who don't know think he is performing some acrobatics.

Although Fang Jueyu's swordsmanship is fancy, his method is just an ordinary braised fish. When the dark red soup boils in the pot, a strong fragrance immediately fills the entire kitchen.

Fang Jueyu picked up the bass and used his biological current to hit the fish a moment before putting it in the pot. The originally tight and elastic fish became loose in an instant but tasted.

Next is the process of braised sauce filling the flavor. Under the influence of internal force, the soup is completely fused with the delicious fish meat. The tempting color makes Wang Cong swallow.

Finally, under the eager eyes of the two, the sea bass was out of the pot. Wang Cong couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and stuff them into his mouth at a speed that was lightning speed.

"What's the hurry? You are reincarnated by starving ghosts!" Fang Jueyu cursed with a smile.

The moment the fish entered the mouth, Wang Cong's eyes changed instantly. He seemed to feel the breath of the sea that was coming to his face. This breath not only had no fishy smell, but was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance.

This feeling is hard to describe in words. His hands couldn't help but hold them tightly in front of his chest. The picture looked like a boy who was suffering from a second-middle disease.

"It's really so magical?" Seeing Wang Cong's performance, Zhou Bin became curious, and he also grabbed a bite of fish and put it in his mouth.

At that moment, he actually showed almost the same expression as Wang Cong, as if there was a magical magic in this dish that affected his vision, taste and hearing.

Zhou Bin’s cooking teacher once taught him that being able to conquer human taste is just the beginning of a chef. If he can change people’s vision and even other senses, it is the realm that a chef dreams of.

Now, he seemed to see the man who could help him become a top chef.

"How is it? Have you felt that charm?" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin with a smile.

What he said about attentiveness is actually just a general statement. A real chef can integrate his own thoughts into the dishes. To put it bluntly, it is actually a powerful force that can affect other people's mental power.

Of course, if you want to reach this level of cooking, you not only need to devote yourself to every step, but also have a very deep cultivation level, so there is no need to find so many real cooking masters in this world.

Zhou Bin's eyes at Fang Jueyu at this moment were filled with admiration and fanaticism.

"Do you want to learn?" Fang Jueyu said with a smile.

"Think!" Zhou Bin nodded without hesitation. Although Fang Jueyu is younger than him in his age, he has always been a master in this world.

"Then I will teach you!" Fang Jueyu looked at Zhou Bin and knew that there would be another new student in his super seminary!

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