And the person who came today was the son of the man that day. The man jumped off the horse and held a steel knife in his hand until Li Suihan said, "I have been looking for it for a few years. Today I finally asked me to find you again. I will give you two ways, one I will chop you up and one hand, and one you kneel down and ask me for a way out."

Li Suihan got up and went to the shop to take out a kitchen knife. The man knew that Li Suihan knew that he could not be martial arts, and he was not afraid even if he wanted to fight his life. But Li Suihan came to the man and then thrust down on his knees and said, "I don't ask you to let me go, and I don't expect you to forgive me. I just ask you not to touch him. He has nothing to do with this."

The man said coldly: "I'm only targeting you, and no one else forced my father to buy it."

Li Suihan said: "I want to ask one thing, did the doctor named Hua Tuo take your father's hand?"

The man said, "Check it."

Li Suihan said, "Okay, that's good. I feel better. Master, I'm afraid I can't learn cooking skills from you." Speaking of this, Li Suihan raised his knife and cut off his right hand, and the blood donation spewed out of a long way. The huge pain made Li Suihan's head sweat.

The man looked at Li Suihan, who had chopped off his right hand in front of him, put down the steel knife he had been pointing at, then sighed, turned around and left.

After the man left, Li Suihan turned around and looked at the master who was preparing something to bandage him and fainted.

When Li Suihan woke up, it was already late, so he lay in his master's scrambled egg shop with tomatoes. He looked at the master sitting beside him and said softly: "I'm sorry. I've caused you trouble."

Qian Wanbai said: "Wake up? Wake up, let's go."

Li Suihan said: "I only have one hand left..."

Qian Wanbai smiled and said, "I have seen a person who has lost his sense of taste but can still cook unparalleled food. You just lost one hand, don't you still have one? Let's go, hurry up. We still have to hurry up."

Li Suihan could only barely get up. He subconsciously supported the bed with his hands, and his right hand was still there. He was very surprised and sat upright suddenly, then looked at his right hand without even scars. What was going on? Li Suihan asked incredible question: "Why did my hand grow back?"

Wan Mian Bai said: "Everything that is born during the day is just your illusion. But it can make you reflect the true thoughts in your heart."

Li Suihan recalled, and he suddenly said, "It's Huanzhen Soup! This soup is said to be... Master, are you?"

In the city of Jinzhou, Liaoning, Ying Zhuo made up his mind to learn to stew with hundreds of millions of people, and he was the teacher of three or nine bows. Bai Qianwan also agreed to accept him, so he said to him: "You will start making this stew tonight."

Ying Zhuowan didn't expect that as soon as he came, the boss asked him to make a pot first. Ying Zhuo said: "Master, you asked me to do it as soon as I came here. I dare not do it. If it is not done well, what's wrong with your brand?"

Hundred Million laughed and said, "You are just responsible for doing it, don't be afraid of whether it's good or bad. I've been there all the time. What are you worried about? If it really doesn't work, I'll still have me, or what else do you want me as a master to do? Right? Besides, I don't know how to teach my disciples. I always ask them to do it. If I don't do it well, I will tell them how to correct it. Just like you who practice martial arts, if you want to be powerful, you have to do it with someone with real guns and knives, otherwise how can you improve?"

Ying Zhuo nodded and said, "Master, what should I prepare first?"

Bai Qianwan said, "I have already said it, then you will make the decision. I have been busy for so many days and finally accepted an apprentice. I will lie down for a while. When will you do it and when will you call me?" After that, he went to his temporary bed in the Land Temple to rest.

In fact, this Land Temple is not very big. It turns out that there are still people who come to burn incense, but since the hundreds of millions came, one is that he has helped everyone through the disaster; the other is that the delicious stewed he made is rare. So in private, many people secretly rumored that the hundreds of millions of land God appeared to help everyone. So as long as these hundreds of millions live behind the Land Temple, no one has any objection to burn incense. Besides, no one will live in the temple on the 15th day of the lunar month, and it will not affect burning incense. But this is more true that he is the incarnation of the Land God God.

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Seeing that Master was so casual, Ying Zhuo was no longer timid, so he started preparing according to the production process and ingredients he remembered, although dinner here is still a while.

Eating this thing seems very simple, but it is indeed very simple for people who eat it. Just send the food into the mouth and chew it and swallow it. But for people who make it, it is a complicated matter. A meal, even if it is a home-cooked meal, it takes half a day to prepare it, let alone it is used for sale.

Ying Zhuo was busy and unknowingly, the sky was already getting dark. He had already prepared everything. He was preparing to set a fire and boil the pot. At this time, someone had already arrived at the stall.

The guest asked: "When will it be good?"

Ying Zhuo stood up and said, "If the fire is ready, put it in the pot. It will probably take half an hour."

When the guest saw that this person was not a hundred million, he asked, "Where is the boss of BBW? He stopped doing it, and he transferred it to you?"

Ying Zhuo hurriedly said, "There is no turn, there is no turn. My master is resting behind. I am his apprentice. I will do this meal tonight. You can wait."

The guest looked at Ying Zhuo and said, "Well? I haven't seen you at noon, but it appeared in the afternoon. I just collected it."

Ying Zhuo nodded and smiled, "I just collected it, I just collected it."

The guest said with a questioning look on his face: "Is this okay?" At this moment, a lot of people came to queue up here, and those who heard it also asked.

Ying Zhuo said: "It's really hard to say. It's the first time I did it, but my master will guide me."

Some customers were very worried, but some were quite understandable, so they said, "It's okay. Since they are apprentices, they have to have their first time. Even if they are not delicious, they have to support the boss."

Some customers even beat their chests and stamped their feet, saying, "Why don't I know if BBB is going to accept disciples? If I could be his apprentice, I would be willing to die."

In this way, the team grew longer and longer as everyone talked, and Yingzhuo put all the ingredients he had prepared in order as he remembered the process. At this time, some customers nodded and shook their heads, and some people whispered, probably looking at the evaluation of Yingzhuo's craftsmanship. Yingzhuo didn't know whether it was good or bad, but at this time he was not worried about whether he could do it well, but what to do if he did it badly. The master has never woken up, and he can't say that there is something he can't handle so far.

Finally, with the gurgling sound of this big pot, it indicates that the stewed pot will be out of the pot soon. The aroma of stew has penetrated into the nose of everyone in line, but the fragrance makes everyone who smells it unconsciously nod, which makes Ying Zhuo feel a little relieved.

Finally, the moment Ying Zhuo lifted the lid of the pot, a huge heat rushed into the air and then slowly dissipated. The fragrance that was being held was rushed out in an instant. Some people couldn't help but stay when they smelled the saliva, but some people frowned slightly.

At least you have to dare to try!

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