I really want to be a cook

Not only did they enclose a large amount of land by force, but within the radiated range of influence, those who wanted to get along had to obediently pay enough filial piety, otherwise, they would break into demons and heretics to eliminate harm for the people.

And the Xie family is well established in the Nanyue Sword Sect.

Therefore, it can be seen from the progressive calculation that the Xie family is not short of money.

"Need not!"

In his heart, Jiang Ping wanted to agree. After all, a big dog doesn't care about hundreds of thousands of dollars. He started from scratch, and every tael of silver was soaked in his hard work.

As for the 10 taels of silver owed to Chief Zhou, ahem, that's not the point.

The point is to maintain his glorious image, Jiang Ping could only reluctantly refuse this proposal.

Just as he was about to empathize with him and understand him with reason, Jiang Ping suddenly felt a bright light ahead of his vision, and a red task reminder appeared on the personal information panel.

Jiang Ping clicked directly:

Mission: Assassinate Purple in the Night

Mission description: A big man who is jealous of your handsomeness is very angry, so he decides to take your life to vent his anger.

The crisis is coming, and there are sharp knives hidden in the night.

The killer will decapitate you before you know it, ending your legendary life.

Be careful, fight off or take down the killer, guard your own life.

Mission rewards: experience points, your life

The higher the character level, the corresponding task level will also increase.

Therefore, for ordinary high-grade warriors to complete the golden task, if it is replaced by a grandmaster warrior, it may only be as difficult as the blue task, and the rewards will naturally correspond to the reward range of the blue task.

So when the player's level is higher, it is more difficult to obtain high-level tasks.

Jiang Ping is now a grandmaster of four veins, barely entering the middle-level combat power of the grandmaster realm. For him, the purple mission is a golden mission for warriors who have just entered the grandmaster. Basically, they are close to death.

And Jiang Ping's combat power has always been one realm lower than the standard, that is to say, for him, the purple mission of an ordinary four-vein master is even a little more outrageous, that is,

Ten deaths and no life!

This is also the reason why Jiang Ping is not keen on doing tasks, and just wants to lie down and get the most experience.

It's not that I don't want to do it, it's too dangerous!

On the contrary, it is 1000 million experience points, which is nothing at all. He is now level 2000, and the experience rewarded by the purple mission should be about [-] million.

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Although winter has come and gone, the night seems to come very quickly, and the temperature drops suddenly, and the night wind in the yard brings a slight chill.

By the way, it also added a bit of coolness to Jiang Ping's heart, so he decided to eat a hot pot to keep him warm.

In the courtyard of the Qiu family, the old trees with yellow-green mottled leaves are still firm.

The newly-added four-corner stone lamp was turned on, making the courtyard look dim, making it difficult to see clearly.

There is a stone table under the tree, a stove on the table is gurgling and a hot pot is cooking, and as the air rises, you can vaguely see rolls, tofu, vegetables, and balls tumbling in the soup inside.

The ingredients are very rich.

Xie Cangquan was holding the bowl, but the chopsticks in his hand couldn't get out no matter what.

He looked at Jiang Ping, who was eating happily, and wanted to ask:

How about a good Candle Night Talk?How about sitting down and talking?Why did it turn into eating hot pot?

Jiang Ping picked up a juicy meatball that was soaked in soup, blew on it a few mouthfuls, and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite. The soup mixed with the fragrance of the meatball exploded in his mouth.

wow, delicious!

Jiang Ping's god is happy and happy.

Seeing Xie Cangquan staring at him blankly, Jiang Ping stopped the chopsticks in his hand, reached out and used a spoon to pick up a roll from the pot and threw it into his own bowl, asking:

"Why doesn't Cangquan eat it? Does it taste bad? I prepared this sauce myself, and I guarantee that you will swallow it with your tongue.

Look at how happy Lao Qiu is eating, if you don't do anything, you will be snatched up by this old guy. "

Hearing this, Qiu Daoyu raised his head and glanced at Jiang Ping, his expression was very calm, and at the same time he did not forget to fish out a big ball for himself.

Xie Cangquan smiled reluctantly, and took a piece of potato chips to show off.

"Master Jiang makes it himself, it is naturally delicious. But for Cangquan, Qingshui steamed buns are enough, too greedy, it will confuse Cangquan's heart."

"Oh!"

Jiang Ping wiped his mouth, and suddenly became serious:

"Cangquan, this is your fault, as a human being, one must constantly pursue beautiful things.

The sword is your beauty, and so is the food, there is no difference between the two, and do you think it is not a sword? "

He poked the white tofu in the bowl, it was made of all materials, purely handmade, and it still snapped when he poked it.

After playing like this, Jiang Ping couldn't resist eating it in one bite.

But Xie Cangquan was shocked, and his mind started to run at high speed.

Naturally, Master Jiang would not prevaricate him with a casual sentence, there must be something deep in this sentence.

He didn't understand it, it's definitely not that Master Jiang didn't understand it, it's just that he didn't realize it.

For a moment, the piece of bouncy tofu just now had been broken down into 24 pieces in his mind, trying to find traces of the sword from them.

Seeing Xie Cangquan's appearance, Jiang Ping knew that he must be thinking wildly.

In fact, he didn't have any other intentions, he just wanted to treat him to a hot pot meal, after all, he had the strength to block him when he was full.

As for what to sit on and talk about, isn't it actually just impromptu performance.

He just doesn't say anything, just pointing at flowers and plants casually, maybe this kid can realize something.

Regarding this point, in fact, it is no wonder that he is not envious at all!

However, seeing Xie Cangquan's face suddenly turned pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he looked like he was using too much force, Jiang Ping also panicked, and quickly interrupted him:

"Ahem, Cangquan, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, how about a piece of tofu?"

Xie Cangquan broke away from the state of enlightenment, and his spirit was a little weak. He raised his head and said guiltily to Jiang Ping:

"Master Jiang, Cangquan is dull and has not comprehended your deep meaning."

"Pfft!"

The ball in Qiu Daoyu's mouth exploded suddenly, the soup sprayed all over the floor, and wet his well-groomed white beard.

"Sorry, sorry, this meatball is too hot, huhuha"

He almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and at the same time signaled Jiang Ping with his eyes.

Jiang Ping nodded slightly, his face extremely calm.

Well, yes, that's what you think.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just doing it casually, eat it quickly, or it won't taste good if it's cooked through."

Jiang Pingqi picked up a piece of tofu with a spoon and put it in Qiu Daoyu's bowl.

Made, almost pretended too much, if his condition deteriorated, how would he deal with the assassin later?

Xie Cangquan looked at the piece of tofu in the bowl and suddenly felt very touched.

What a good Master Jiang, obviously he didn't understand enough, but he took the responsibility on himself, and he was so lucky in life to get such a good teacher to guide him.

So Xie Cangquan ate this piece of tofu with emotion.

As the tofu melted in his mouth, the smooth and tender original taste matched with the umami of the sauce, and the spicy soup pot also exploded.

"good to eat!"

Xie Cangquan let out a sigh of admiration, and an inspiration appeared in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it anyway, so he decisively picked up another piece of tofu and ate it.

"Master Jiang, I understand!"

What the hell?What do you understand?

Jiang Ping almost didn't cry.

Can you still have a good meal, give you a piece of tofu, you can understand it?

"The so-called rigidity and softness"

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Ping interrupted Xie Cangquan's performance and said:

"Your comprehension will come later, shall we have hot pot first?"

Xie Cangquan was taken aback for a moment, and then gave the old man next to him a meaningful look.

That's right, I heard that this old man was also a well-known master in the world when he was young, but just looking at his peaceful appearance, one should know that he is actually not doing well now.

Master Jiang didn't let him come out, he must have felt that he shouldn't irritate the old man.

After all, he could realize the principles of swordsmanship from a piece of tofu, but he only knew how to eat meatballs, so he must feel uncomfortable when he lost to a young man like him.

As expected of Master Jiang, he always pays attention to the elderly.

He nodded at Jiang Ping, as if I understood everything.

Jiang Ping smiled back.

Did this silly boy think of something strange again?

Qiu Daoyu: ""

Why do I feel like I just got hurt?

"hateful!"

Under the night, the wind blew past, hitting Lao Wang's livid and cold face.

How could he be so arrogant? !

I worked hard to lurk in this cold night, but the other party was eating steaming hot pot, and he was still eating such delicious hot pot!

For the first time, Lao Wang hated his talent.

His sense of hearing and smell are different from ordinary people, so the scent lingering in the courtyard can be captured by him constantly, and then arouse the glutton in his heart.

Lao Wang swallowed, and decided that after killing Jiang Ping, he would also have a hot pot meal when he returned home, no, three meals!

Otherwise, it is not enough to make up for the sins suffered tonight.

Lao Wang is very cautious, and he has enough patience.

He didn't know that old man, but he had seen the power of that young man next to him who looked a bit silly.

Judging from the swordsmanship he used, he should still be a disciple of Nanyue Sword Sect.

If not necessary, he would not meet him in person.

Of course, if he had to fight, he was sure to take him down, but the commotion might be bigger.

But when the time comes to expose the master, that is a great sin.

So he waited until everyone fell asleep, and took Jiang Ping's head away without a sound. He was confident that with his kung fu, he would never alarm anyone.

However, when will they finish eating, and he has to take the head back to return to his master?

Wait!

what? !

Lao Wang's eyes widened, and he saw a servant pushing a cart over, adding carbon to the stove, refilling the hot pot, and bringing out plates of fresh ingredients

Can't be in a hurry, can't be in a hurry!

Can you still eat until it’s bright?

Lao Wang resisted the urge to rush down and decided to wait.

An hour later.