Duan Fengyun returned to the inn, called Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun to his room, and took out the results of his trip from his bag.
"This is cartilage powder, this is itching powder."
Duan Fengyun told the two of them the functions of Itchy Powder.
Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun couldn't help but shed a cold sweat after hearing the effects of the Itchy Powder. This Itchy Powder was really terrifying.
But the most terrifying thing is their junior brother. Fortunately, Duan Fengyun is not their enemy.
With Duan Fengyun's sinister methods, people who are his enemies don't know how they will be tortured.
Duan Fengyun saw the appearance of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun and laughed:
"Two senior brothers, don't worry.
With our relationship, how could I possibly use itching powder on you?
The most I can do is use laxatives to give you diarrhea."
There is really nothing they can do about Duan Fengyun, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. They are no match for them in action. As for talking skills, they have not yet seen who is Duan Fengyun's opponent.
The three of them did not continue to discuss Duan Fengyun's evildoer. Now that they have obtained the Zhizhi San, they must find a way to get the Zhizhi San into the villa of the Boxing God.
But the current boxing god is very careful, and the people in the boxing sect basically don't go out, so the three of them have no way to get in.
Duan Fengyun pretended to wander to the side of the villa, and saw an unusually large number of people surrounding the villa.
He walked up slowly and saw that they were looking for a cook.
Because the god of boxing has been in a bad mood recently, and he kills people at every turn.
Yesterday, the food cooked by his special cook was just a little salty, so he shot the cook to death.
There was no dedicated cook, and the skills of other cooks did not meet his taste, so the boxing god became furious in the village.
In order to alleviate the anger of the boxing god, the villa will recruit a cook during this sensitive period.
Duan Fengyun might have to think about recruiting other people, but Duan Fengyun jumped into the crowd and volunteered without even thinking about it:
"Choose me. My cooking skills are very good and I will satisfy the Kung Fu God."
The Fist God's reputation was widespread, and when the people who came to apply for the job knew that they were working as special cooks for the Fist God, they all gave up.
For this job, they all have their own intentions but not the courage. They can earn more money, but if they lose their lives, they have nothing.
When several of the Kung Fu God's subordinates saw that they were recruiting people with huge sums of money, no one responded. They all prepared to pack up their tables, chairs and benches and return to the village.
Several people were overjoyed after hearing Duan Fengyun's words, but when they looked at Duan Fengyun, they instantly became angry. Duan Fengyun didn't look like a cook.
The little leader of several people asked:
"Boy, you can see clearly.
We are recruiting a special cook for the Kung Do God. I don’t need to explain the character of the Kung Do God. I think everyone knows it.
Boy, if you're here to cheat, I'll keep you dead.
You have to think clearly, no one can protect you if you anger the Master of Boxing."
Duan Fengyun smiled and said:
"Don't worry, sir. Since I dare to answer the call, it shows that I have this confidence.
If I can't cook a meal that satisfies the Kung Do God, I'm willing to be punished."
The little boss replied:
"Since you have this confidence, come in with me."
The little boss asked others to put away the tables, chairs and benches, and he led Duan Fengyun into the villa.
Under the leadership of the little boss, Duan Fengyun passed through the front hall and back hall of the villa and came to the kitchen at the end.
The little boss pointed at a pile of ingredients and said:
"First make a few dishes and show them to the Master of Boxing.
Do it well and be careful, I can't protect you if something goes wrong."
Duan Fengyun nodded. He looked at the kitchen and saw that the ingredients in the kitchen were quite complete.
Under the supervision of the little boss, he picked up the kitchen knife and cut and prepared the vegetables smoothly.
Seeing Duan Fengyun's sloppy operation, the little boss began to believe that he was a bit of a practical person.
After a while of work, Duan Fengyun completed four dishes and one soup: Kung Pao Chicken, Fish-flavored Shredded Pork, Braised Pork Ribs, Braised Beef with Scallions and Cabbage and Meatball Soup.
Duan Fengyun is sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onion at the end, which is really delicious and delicious.
Although it was just four simple dishes and one soup, the aroma almost made the little boss's mouth water.
The little boss put four dishes and one soup in the dish tray and walked respectfully to a room.
Duan Fengyun's eyes were fixed on the direction of the little boss, and he found the boxing god.
At this time in the room, the boxing god looked at the five exquisite and fragrant dishes and couldn't help but whet his appetite.
He pinched a few dishes and found that they were all to his liking. He asked the little boss:
"Today's food is very good, who cooked it?"
The little boss replied:
"My lord, today's meal is served by a new cook I hired from outside."
The boxing god nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Okay, there will be great rewards."
The little boss happily returned to the kitchen, took out a piece of silver, put it in Duan Fengyun's hand and said:
"Master Fist God is very satisfied with your cooking skills, this is your reward.
You go back, pack your luggage, and move to our villa as soon as possible so that you can cook for the Boxing God."
Duan Fengyun pretended to hesitate and said:
"Sir, I also have two fellow countrymen who came here with me to find trouble.
They have a lot of strength, my lord, please see if I can take them with me, my lord, please arrange some chores for them."
The little boss was praised lavishly by the leader for recruiting Duan Fengyun, a cook who satisfied the martial arts god. He was so happy that he agreed to Duan Fengyun's request without even thinking about it.
After Duan Fengyun noticed that no one was following him, he returned to the inn where he stayed.
Nie Feng asked:
"Junior Brother Duan, where have you been? Why did it take you so long to come back?"
Duan Fengyun then told the two of them that he had infiltrated the Fist God as a cook and had tried to find a way to get Fengyun and the two inside.
After hearing this, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun extended their thumbs to Duan Fengyun. They are really smart.
The three of them simply packed their luggage, hid their weapons in the cloth, and then headed to the boxing hall of the boxing god.
Perhaps the subsequent destruction of the boxing club is all the fault of everyone in the boxing club.
Regarding the luggage of Duan Fengyun and the others, no one from Bubu asked to check, which allowed Duan Fengyun and the others to easily bring the weapons in.
Duan Fengyun brought Fengyun and Fengyun to the little boss. The little boss saw that Fengyun and Fengyun were indeed very strong, so he asked them to be responsible for the firewood for the entire kitchen.
So Duan Fengyun and the others successfully infiltrated the boxing club. Duan Fengyun was responsible for the food for the boxing god, while Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were responsible for the firewood for the entire kitchen.
If the boxing god knew that three of the Four Heroes of the Central Plains were working as cooks in his boxing club, he would probably die in peace.
The three of them took advantage of the usual opportunity to quietly study the terrain of the boxing village, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.