When practicing Beidou carving, you need to use true qi, which increases the difficulty for trainers again, because true qi is very unstable. Once it is attached to the ingredients, if you are not careful, it will damage the ingredients. Therefore, the chef's ability to control true qi is very strict.

Like practicing knife skills, the system prepares a special kitchen knife for Bu Fang. However, the kitchen knife used for training knife skills is a very heavy type. It is very difficult to pick it up just by picking it up. This time the kitchen knife used by the carving worker is also specially made.

Bu Fang looked at the wide kitchen knife and felt a little bad. Shouldn’t he use a very small carving knife for training carving? What does it mean to give us a kitchen knife to chop pig legs?

The kitchen knife is not very heavy, but the visual shock it gives people is really a concession for Fang Sheng to be unwilling to love.

Pu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth and walked into the cabinet and took out a piece of tofu prepared by the system. This is the ingredients for training knife skills. Of course, this time the tofu was not a concession test knife skills, but to train carving skills.

The tofu is extremely white and emits heat. A faint fragrance floats out of the tofu. There is no doubt that the quality of this tofu is definitely very high, at least much better than the tofu prepared by the Fengxianlou last time.

After taking the wide kitchen knife and facing the delicate tofu as big as a palm, Bu Fang felt a little troubled for a while and didn't know how to start.

When the first cut was cut, the true energy surged, and the soft and tender tofu was directly crushed, and the tofu powder spread out.

Obviously, the first attempt failed.

However, Bu Fang was not discouraged. He held the kitchen knife like a pig's knife, Bu Fang did not intend to succeed the first time, so he continued to take out a piece of tofu from the cabinet without changing his face and continued to start his carving training.

When it was the opening time, a thick layer of tofu crumbs had been stacked on the table, and Bu Fang didn't know how many times he had failed.

However, growing up in failure, reflecting and finding the tricks in failure is the most important thing.

The true energy poured into the special kitchen knife like a clear stream. Bu Fang waved the kitchen knife like light weight, and used the kitchen knife to carefully cut it on the tender tofu and depict something...

His movements are not very smooth, but at least it is much better than the way he breaks the tofu when he touches it.

He gently pulled the kitchen knife and exhaled a long breath. The kitchen knife rotated in his hand. After playing with a knife, he gently put it down. Finally, he completed his first work.

In front of Bu Fang's eyes, some parts of the tofu as big as a palm began to fall off slowly, as if they were taking off their clothes, revealing the universe inside.

This is a lotus, a lotus carved with tofu. The white and tender petals are like paper pieces, almost transparent, and it seems to sway and break when the wind blows. These petals are stacked together, layered and beautiful, and it seems that because of the influx of true energy, the surface of this tofu lotus seems to be flashing, which is particularly eye-catching.

"It still needs to be practiced hard, but the training in the morning can finally carve the first piece." Bu Fang murmured, then cleaned the kitchen and started cooking the drunken ribs for Xiao Hei's breakfast.

The busy day started again.

For three consecutive days, the imperial capital was in turmoil and the situation in the court was constantly changing.

The news of Emperor Changfeng’s death has been circulated, and the funeral time has been confirmed. It will be a grand and sensational event for a generation of emperors three days before the Spring Festival.

Even if the prince and the king of Yu were still fighting for the throne, they did not dare not pay attention to the funeral of Emperor Changfeng. An empire must be taken seriously by rituals. This is not only a respect for Emperor Changfeng, but also a test of the filial piety of being a son.

Ji Chengxue, who went to the expedition to the outside world, had already begun to return to the imperial capital. The news of the emperor's death finally reached his ears, so Ji Chengxue chose to return to the imperial capital. Even though he knew that the imperial capital had already been in chaos, he still wanted to come back, not just because of the funeral.

On the rugged mountain road, the crowded soldiers slowly moved forward. Ji Chengxue was dressed in military uniform, vigorous and walked slowly in the center of the team. His handsome face was very serious.

Next to Ji Chengxue, a figure with a hat riding on the horse was also walking slowly.

Both of them were silent, and the atmosphere was very awkward and stiff.

When the majestic outline of the imperial capital emerged, Ji Chengxue took a deep breath, and a meaningful light flashed in her eyes.

"Are you really planning to go back to the imperial capital?" A hoarse voice came from the man in the hat and reached Ji Chengxue's ears.

"There are only ten days left before the Spring Festival. My father's funeral will be three days before the Spring Festival. I will not return now, and I can't even catch up with my father's funeral." Ji Chengxue said gently.

"But you have to think clearly that once you step into the imperial capital, the prince and the prince of Yu may point the finger at you... You will be in danger at that time."

"I'm not safe. Although they don't care about me on the surface,... I'm also a prince after all." Ji Chengxue chuckled, turned her head to look at the man hiding under the hat, and said, "It's not safe for me to enter the emperor. You are not much better than me when you enter the imperial capital, right... Xiao Yue."

The figure under the hat chuckled, hoarse and helpless, but after a long time, both of them laughed at each other.

"Speaking of this, I really miss Boss Bu's Bingxin Jade Pot Wine. I haven't smelled the wine for a long time. I'm so greedy. I really want to drink more than a dozen jars quickly." Xiao Yue said hoarsely.

Ji Chengxue also raised her lips and glanced at Xiao Yue: "More than a dozen jars? You think it's beautiful. Boss Bu's wine is sold for three jars a day. It would be great if you can drink one jar."

Xiao Yue was stunned and then he let out a sigh of relief.

...

Before Ji Chengxue's army entered the imperial capital, three figures stood at the mighty and tall city gate of the imperial capital.

The leader was a woman with a veil. The woman was dressed very casually. She was tied with only one thin rope and did not have too many decorations. She was wearing a loose robe, which completely covered her figure.

Behind the woman were two figures standing respectfully. If Bu Fang was here, he would definitely recognize these two people, because they were Tang Yin and Lu Xiaoxiao who Bu Fang encountered in the wilderness.

At this moment, Tang Yin, wearing a blue shirt, looked at the woman in the robe respectfully and fearfully, with a somewhat entangled expression on her face.

"Master... are we really going to find seniors? Seniors are really scary and unfathomable!" Tang Yin said helplessly.

The woman with a veil turned her eyes and her eyes fell on Tang Yin. A huge pressure suddenly made Tang Yin sweat.

The woman's eyes were very beautiful, with long and curved eyelashes, slightly raised corners of her eyes, and fair and tender skin. Just looking at her eyes, she seemed to have a tendency to be charming.

"Xiao Yinyin, I don't know how powerful the senior you mentioned is, but... If you nag in front of me again, be careful that I will let you drink a whole can of my special hot sauce!" The woman said, her voice was quite moving, but what she said made Tang Yin want to cry very much.

This woman is Tang Yin’s master, the third elder of Tianji Sect, Ni Yan, a moody woman!

"Girl, that Phoenix Blood Grass was taken away by that guy. You probably didn't cheat as your master, right?" After glaring at Tang Yin, Ni Yan turned her gaze to Lu Xiaoxiao on the side and said.

Lu Xiaoxiao nodded quickly.

Ni Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes, snorted, and walked towards the imperial capital.

"I dare to take away my phoenix blood grass and I heard that you are still a cook... I like to use cooking skills to talk about things the most! Hum!"
Chapter completed!