My Another World Sword Saint Wife

The two walked into the kitchen, and Xu Fei glanced at the surrounding environment.

That is, a room of about twelve square meters is filled with steamers and stainless steel vats.

A pair of large exhaust fans running at full speed made a whirring sound, which seemed a bit noisy.

"What do you want to ask, young man?" Daoist Qingfeng leaned against the stove with a warm smile on his face.

During this period of time, there were a lot of rumors about Xu Fei and the princess from another world, and he personally liked this silly guy quite a bit.

Now that we have met, it’s okay to help the other party to relieve their worries.

"There's nothing I want to ask, I'm just here to buy breakfast." Xu Fei replied expressionlessly.

There is nothing to ask, isn't it just to protect Leiyin?

But with a big brother like you coming to sit in the town, we feel a lot more at ease.

I heard Chang Luofeng brag before that Qingfeng Taoist does not strive for fame and fortune, and he has a special status in the sect. Although he is famous for his melody, his strength in Taoism is also unfathomable.

"..."

Daoist Qingfeng suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, feeling that the child had a really big heart.

Old guys like me have been sent here, aren't you worried that it's because there are powerful enemies eyeing you two?

"Young man, take whatever you want to eat, and I will treat you poorly."

Taoist Qingfeng took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Master Daoist, you are an idler who also smokes?"

Xu Fei said in surprise, feeling that this thing doesn't match his elegant temperament.

Holding the cheap lighter bought for [-] cents in his hand, he gently rubbed the roller with his thumb, and the flame suddenly appeared.

Taoist Qingfeng took a deep breath of smoke...

"Cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!"

Daoist Qingfeng suddenly coughed violently, with a pained look on his face.

The smoke also shot out from the nostrils, and then flew upwards and smoked his eyes.

"...You don't know how to smoke, so don't learn from old smokers." Xu Fei couldn't help complaining with drooping eyelids.

"Cough cough, young man, cough cough, this is a way of cultivating the mind." Taoist Qingfeng wiped away his tears.

"What kind of practice is smoking? Don't tease me."

Xu Fei shook his head, knelt down and found a stack of plastic lunch boxes from the cabinet.

"Smoking itself is not a practice, but quitting smoking is a practice to improve self-control." Taoist Qingfeng explained leisurely.

"Self-control? Oh, I understand this. There are great achievers in human history, and most of them are people with strong self-control."

Xu Fei nodded in agreement, walked to the side of the stainless steel vat and opened the lid to take a look.

The fragrant breath came to the face, which was also mixed with a little wine smell.

"Jiu Niang Meatballs, I ate them once when I was traveling in the south of the Yangtze River when I was a child, and I haven't seen them since then."

After unceremoniously filled two large plastic boxes of meatball soup, he snapped the iron cover back in place with satisfaction.

"How do you think of opening such a store? Your ancestry is from Jiangnan?"

"Pindao's ancestral home is Shaoxing. When he was young, he worked as a policeman in Ningbo. Then he arrested the dandy of a rich gentry, was framed and wronged, and had no choice but to flee to the mountains to be taken in by the immortal sect."

Taoist Qingfeng squinted his eyes to reminisce about the past, took a light puff of his cigarette, and almost choked again.

"Hurry up? You are a bit old..."

Xu Fei glanced at the other party's breezy face, feeling that the arrester looked too kind and had no deterrent effect on the prisoner.

Picking up the plastic box, he sniffed it carefully: "No wonder, it smells quite authentic."

"It's not very authentic. What Pindao makes tastes like a hundred years ago. It's not as delicious as the craftsmanship improved from generation to generation." Taoist Qingfeng said modestly.

Looking left and right, but didn't find what he was looking for, Xu Fei turned his head and asked, "Master Daoist, where is the plastic bag?"

Taoist Qingfeng tried to take a small puff of cigarette again, this time he only moistened his throat lightly and then spit it out.

He pointed to the hanging cabinet on the wall and said:

"It's in the third cabinet on the left. You can take the environmentally friendly ones. Now the government has stipulated that all takeaways must use biodegradable ones."

He reached out and grabbed a handful of bags, and packed the two boxes of wine glutinous rice balls.

Looking at the clumsy smoking of the other party, Xu Fei was puzzled and said, "You are not good at smoking, Taoist priest, how can you quit smoking?"

Taoist Qingfeng smiled: "Although it's not good now, you can take the initiative to make it a hobby, right?"

"If I become addicted to smoking, I will quit immediately and never smoke again. The process of controlling my desires is cultivating my mind."

"...Then why not choose a ready-made hobby. For example, if you make up your mind not to play and jump for a year, and you don't touch delicious food, you only eat rice every day, and you don't watch TV on your mobile phone. It seems that you can do it."

Xu Fei looked skeptical, always thinking that he just wanted to try something new.

Taoist Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and explained calmly: "Music is not a hobby, food is enjoyment, and mobile TV is a way for us old antiques to adapt to modern society."

"And Pindao has never smoked cigarettes, and he happens to experience all kinds of things in the world. Wouldn't it be a win-win for him to quit?"

After Xu Fei listened to the explanation, he felt that it was both reasonable and irrational.

But he also thought that as the other party, he wouldn't be able to talk nonsense with this 'little baby'.

This should be the higher-level thinking logic of the "immortal", anyway, I live too short to understand it.

"Smoking and quitting sounds tiring... Anyway, smoking is bad for your health, so please be careful."

Xu Fei packed the glutinous rice balls and put them aside, then wandered around for the staple food.

Not to mention, Qingfeng Taoist's breakfast shop sparrow is small and complete.

Rice cakes, vegetable porridge, pan-fried buns, steamed rice balls, steamed buns with sauced meat, noodles, siu mai, steamed buns, and so on.

"Young man, there is no need to worry. Tobacco does not harm the monk's body. It is just that the addictive habit affects the state of mind, which is not good for practice."

Taoist Qingfeng glanced at Xu Fei's trouser pocket, and said kindly.

"According to what you said, it would be better not to smoke in the first place..."

Xu Fei felt a bit contradictory. Smoking and then quitting for the sake of cultivating the mind will affect the state of mind and practice in the process of smoking. Doesn't this mean that the positive and the negative are offset? If you can't quit, it will be funny.

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Chapter 168 Lei Yin's Little Test

"Thank you, Daoist, let's stop chatting with you, my little princess is probably already hungry and growling."

Xu Fei patted the packed lunch boxes, all kinds of delicacies inside were not missing.

Among them, sweet-scented osmanthus steamed cakes are the most popular, because Leiyin likes to eat sweets very much.

"In the future, I will bring the little girls over to sit and sit. You don't need to pay for anything you want to eat."

"Except for the Shenwumen store in the east, you can also try it. The craftsmanship of the old guys is still good."

Taoist Qingfeng extinguished the cigarette he had just taken a few puffs of.

Opening a store is just to have fun while protecting the target, and to experience the vicissitudes of life.

He is also happy that Xu Fei and the little princess from another world can come to visit more often,

Opening the back door of the kitchen, in order to avoid being seen by the neighbors, he signaled Xu Fei to go out from there.

After all, they are so acquainted when they first met, which makes people wonder.

"I salute the Taoist priest, and I will definitely come to eat again some other day."

Xu Fei happily waved goodbye, walked two steps and then turned around and added:

"Don't mess up the old stores in the city. They are all grown up by local residents from snacks to adults, so there is no need to respond."

"no need to worry."

Taoist Qingfeng didn't speak, and said leisurely: "When I first settled here, I didn't think about the joint name, but now it has been arranged properly, and I will give them appropriate subsidies later."

Go through the small alley and go back to the main street again.

Along the road, I saw two old men walking birds, blowing dry cigarettes to each other in business, occasionally coughing twice.

Xu Fei stopped in his tracks, and suddenly thought of something, and after thinking about it for a while, he became puzzled.

Where is the old Taoist Qingfeng's "immortal logic"...

I went around in a cloud for a long time, and to put it bluntly, I wanted to persuade him to quit smoking.

But smoking will affect the state of mind, and the state of mind will affect cultivation. What is the principle of this?I don't understand.

Walking back home quickly, she saw that Leiyin had finished cleaning the room and was sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking tea.

"Lei Yin, I'm back."

"..."

The delicate face turned towards Xu Fei slightly, her small mouth pouted slightly and did not speak.

Xu Fei smiled awkwardly, quickly changed into his slippers, and put the breakfast on the dining table.

It must be because he was unhappy that he came back too late.

With Lei Yin's cold personality, it is naturally impossible to admit that she is hungry, so she had to protest silently.

"Today's breakfast is delicious, authentic Jiangnan specialties."

While opening the bag, Xu Fei seduced the other party and said.

“Jiangnan Cuisine...”

Putting down the remote control, Leiyin stood up and walked closer, her displeasure was quickly replaced by curiosity.

"Jiangnan cuisine is famous for its sweetness, softness, and mellow flavor. It can be said to be crispy but not broken, fragrant and glutinous but not greasy." Xu Fei introduced.

In fact, he didn't eat much. This is what he heard from the tour guide when he was traveling in the south when he was a child.

Just as she was about to reach out to open the lid, Lei Yin stopped her with her lips pursed.