Travel through time to cultivate immortality, and make money by farming after binding the system

There are many types of roasted monster meat. Yun Shuiyue took a rough look and found that there were about twenty kinds of monster meat.

When grilling, each skewer of barbecue is also paired with elixirs or low-level elixirs.

A good mix of meat and vegetables.

Vegan dishes are also available.

I don’t know what kind of spices are used in the barbecue, but the taste is very overbearing and alluring.

Two words, I want to eat!

The smell of barbecue in the air immediately aroused the greed in the stomach and salivation in the mouth.

"Master, let's try it too?" Yun Shuiyue secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at the barbecue and asked the old man Zuo beside him.

According to her cultivation and temperament in her previous life, Yuexian, who was noble and elegant and had gone beyond the grain, would definitely not say this.

But in this life, she had inexplicably traveled to modern times, and everything about her thoughts had changed after seeing modern life.

If your financial ability allows, enjoy what you should, buy what you want to eat, and drink what you want, and don’t leave any regrets.

"Then give it a try." Old Man Zuo nodded hurriedly.

He reluctantly looked away from the barbecue to find an empty seat.

Although Monster Barbecue is expensive, there are many wealthy monks.

Another thing is that it is not so luxurious every time. It doesn't hurt to have a luxurious meal once in a while.

So there were only a few empty seats left among the more than 20 or 30 tables.

When Old Man Zuo saw this, he felt anxious, fearing that he would not be able to get a seat if he was too late, so a teleporting person sat on a bench not far away.

As soon as he sat down, a figure also sat down on the other end of the stool.

This person is on the same foot as him.

The two of them were stunned at the same time and looked at each other sideways.

"Fellow Taoist, can we sit together?" The other party was a middle-aged male cultivator wearing a blue robe.

The man's face is as slender as a jade crown, as gentle as jade, and the three thousand black hair on his head is tied casually to his back with a dark green hairband.

There is an aura of dignity, elegance and easygoingness all over his body.

As for Old Man Zuo, he was dressed in gray regular clothes and dressed in a very low-key manner. He looked like an ordinary old man who was approachable and kind.

Old Man Zuo looked around after hearing this.

I found the empty stools before, but now there were one or two guests sitting on each stool.

The other two parties at their table were also full of people at this time.

There was only one young and handsome male cultivator sitting on one side.

So he quickly shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, but I'm afraid this won't work. I still have a disciple who is still ordering food. Why don't you move to sit with other fellow Taoists."

It's hard for his young disciple, a little girl, to sit with other strange male practitioners.

The middle-aged male cultivator looked apologetic and said sheepishly, "I'm being presumptuous."

Old Man Zuo waved his hand carelessly: "It doesn't matter." He didn't do this on purpose.

Hearing this, the young male cultivator on the right moved towards the end of the stool and said, "Senior, if you don't mind, just sit here!"

"Thank you very much." A gentle smile appeared on the middle-aged male cultivator's face, he thanked him and sat down.

After the young man smiled politely at a few people, he stretched out his arms and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist, order."

"Okay."

A burly man wearing a sweat scarf came over holding a recipe.

I took three cookbooks and put them on the table.

The other two parties were obviously a family of four.

Except for Old Man Zuo, there is just one recipe for each family.

When I ordered, someone else brought tea, snacks and several kinds of dried spiritual fruits.

After ordering what they wanted, a few people started to exchange polite greetings.

After waiting for a while, Yun Shuiyue came over with two large plates of barbecue.

"Little disciple, here." Old Man Zuo stood up and greeted from a distance.

Before she could get close, Old Man Zuo rushed over to pick up the trays. He wanted to hold both of them, but Yun Shuiyue didn't let her go.

The master and the apprentice each carried a large tray. As they approached the table, a figure suddenly appeared on the seat.

An old man wearing a jet black robe, with messy white hair and a somewhat unkempt appearance.

Old Man Zuo's face darkened, his eyes showed displeasure, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Fellow Taoist, this is my seat, please choose another seat."

The old man tilted his head slightly, glanced at Old Man Zuo with some disdain, and said ruthlessly: "What's yours? Did you buy this seat? Now it's mine if I sit on it."

Old Man Zuo glared at his rogue words, and a touch of anger arose in his heart.

Seeing him acting like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, you know that he is an unprincipled person.

Immediately, he stretched out his lightning-fast hands like eagle claws and grabbed the old man's shoulders, lifted him up and threw him to the side.

The old man did not expect that Old Man Zuo would suddenly take action, and he was caught off guard and succeeded.

He was suddenly thrown away.