Dimensional red envelope group of modern spiritual planters

[Modern Mengxin=Chen Heng: Brother Qingning, do you have any beasts? 】

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: The traces of divine beasts are illusory, few people have seen them. 】

[Modern Mengxin-Chen Heng: Then why do I feel that the beasts around me are getting together? 】

[Cultivator-Qing Ning: There are two possibilities. First, everyone likes you and the gods and beasts like to hang around you. Second, there are existences around you that they recognize. 】

Recognized existence?

Chen Heng thought about it carefully, and it seemed that Feng Yi's identity was very unusual.

Being able to be old friends with many divine beasts should be a divine beast itself, Chen Heng recalled all the past.

Big brother Feng Yi shouldn't be Phoenix, right?

The more Chen Heng thought about it, the more he felt right. This boss Feng Yi likes to eat vegetables, but not meat, especially chicken.

The last time I used golden pheasant to make braised yellow chicken, my face was not very good.

From all the indications, this boss Feng Yi should be Phoenix.

Is he really dealing with divine beasts?

This feeling is so amazing.

In the past few days, Feng Yi only felt that something was wrong with Chen Heng.

It's not right.

First of all, the food has changed a lot.

There has been a lot of meat on the dining table these days.

Stewed yellow chicken, chicken pot, roast duck, taro chicken, white-cut chicken, egg custard, salted duck eggs, etc., are all kinds of food related to poultry anyway.

When eating, Chen Heng ate while observing Feng Yi's reaction.

That look, absolutely.

After three days like this, Feng Yi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Feng, what do you mean?"

Being seen through, Chen Heng was still pretending to be stupid.

He really didn't know how to ask this question, could he say, Mr. Feng, are you Fenghuang?

I always feel that this is very secondary.

"Aren't you doing this to test something?"

Facing such a question, Chen Heng could only smile back.

"Personally, I am more vegetarian. I like all vegetables except eggplant. My favorite fruit is mango. It tastes sweet and I don't like it too spicy. And I don't like meat, especially poultry."

Feng Yi stood up, approached Chen Heng, and wrapped his arms around him, forming a perfect table.

"If you want to know my preferences, just ask me directly, you don't need to try like this."

"I...I didn't."

Chen Heng's face turned red instantly.

Seeing that people were almost amused, Feng Yi withdrew his body, "If you need anything in the future, remember to ask me."

In the days that followed, the atmosphere between the two seemed to return to the past.

Chen Heng was practicing, and Feng Yi came to eat and feed some snacks by the way.

With the gifts from those bigwigs, Chen Heng's self-cultivation robot is finally about to be successfully refined.

For this moment, Chen Heng can be said to have been looking forward to it for a long time.

He even opened a post on the forum, suspended the takeaway business, and started to retreat!

"Mr. Feng, I'm going to retreat for a few days, so I may not be able to cook for you."

Retreat?

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you ready to eat after retreating?"

amount……

It seems that it is still needed! qaq

Chen Heng felt that he was really in a daze. After cultivating for so long, he still took the words in the novel seriously.

"Retreat well, and let me prepare the food for these few days."

Feng Yi's sudden thoughtfulness made Chen Heng a little at a loss.

"That's not good."

"The two of us are so polite, you can retreat with peace of mind, and leave the outside affairs to me."

Feng Yi rubbed Chen Heng's head, saying that everything is not a problem.

Out of trust in Feng Yi, Chen Heng also felt that everything was not a problem.

He went to a special practice room to refine and refine the comprehension robot with peace of mind. As for Feng Yi, he was dealing with the kitchen.

As an ancestor who has lived for thousands of years and played with fire, such a trivial matter as cooking is not a trivial matter for him.

Feng Yi searched for some recipes on the Internet, and started working with confidence.

As soon as this started, it almost blew up the kitchen.

Yes, he can control the fire, but this does not give him any advantage in modern cooking.

The gas stoves these days can control the heat intimately, so he doesn't need to do it at all.

The key is, the oil temperature is [-]% to [-]% to [-]%, what temperature is it?

Even if she watched the video to learn, Feng Yi couldn't figure out how much the little salt and soy sauce were.

He has been busy in this kitchen for a long time, but in the end, there is no result, and a bunch of failed products came out.

How could Feng Yifeng, the boss who has always pursued, allow this kind of thing to happen?

He really swept these failed products into the trash can, and then... ordered takeaway.

That's right, it's takeaway.

Since Chen Heng can sell food, other people can also do this business.

Feng Yi found a restaurant with familiarity, ordered food according to Chen Heng's taste, and waited to deliver it to someone.

When the food arrived, Feng Yi set it up by hand, and then went to ask Chen Heng to come out for dinner.

"Mr. Feng, did you do all of this?"

Chen Heng was pleasantly surprised when he saw the delicious food here.

He really didn't expect that he would have such a good fortune.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi refused directly, and was very righteous.

"It's not me, I ordered takeaway."

Chen Heng was instantly stuck.

Fortunately, he still thought of so many words to praise Feng Yi, and co-authored Bai to prepare them.

"This one is okay, and the ingredients are better, but compared to yours, it's still lacking."

Feng Yi ate and commented.

"Don't dare to take it, you're too polite." Cheng married sat down and took a bite, and after this bite, he found the problem.

"Mr. Feng, there seems to be something wrong here, I seem to sense Jumang's aura."

There is also a sentence here?

Feng Yi put down his chopsticks and tasted it carefully, it seemed that there were indeed some.

He has eaten in this restaurant for many years, how could it be?

Got it!

Feng Yi also ordered takeaway at other places, and then began to wait on the sidelines.

In the end, it was found that among the ten takeaways, at least eight had the aura of Jumang.

This ratio can be said to be very amazing.

Feng Yi looked at the spiritual food and couldn't eat it no matter what.

On the contrary, Xiao Hua ate happily beside her.

As these days passed, Xiao Hua's appetite increased day by day. According to Feng Yi, this was a sign that she was about to transform into form.

Just wait for another suitable opportunity, and Xiao Hua will be able to succeed.

I just didn't expect that Xiao Hua had an accident today.

[Little brother, my stomach hurts so much. 】

Xiao Hua clutched her non-existent stomach, lying on the ground and rolling.

Fortunately, Feng Yi made a move to help him stabilize the situation.

"Mr. Feng, what's wrong with Xiao Hua?"

"ate too much."

Eating things that contain Jumang's blood essence is indeed a great tonic for plants, but these spiritual foods contain more than just Jumang's blood essence.

The content of this thing is extremely low, if Xiaohua hadn't eaten so much in one go, she probably wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

But this also shows a problem from the side, Jumang is in danger.