Fast Transmigration: Perfect Life

Chen Sufeng walked into the middle hall, the furniture was decorated with exquisite objects, the room was very quiet, Fu Chaoxi sat in his seat.

When Chen Sufeng saw Fu Chaoxi with his eyes closed in the room, he stepped forward to greet the elder brother in a polite manner.

Fu Chaoxi still closed his eyes and sat there for a while.

Chen Sufeng greeted Anbi, and when he raised his head, he saw Fu Chaoxi's arrogant and indifferent attitude.

His long ink-like hair was draped over his shoulders, his slender hands rested on the chair beside him, his body was hidden under the large sleeves of his toga, his face was handsome and cold, Chen Sufeng stared at his appearance unconsciously, and when he realized it, he quickly Step back.

Chen Sufeng invited An and didn't leave, but stayed and talked to Fu Chaoxi.

At noon, the servant who came to deliver food came in with a food case, and pointed at Chen Sufeng who came uninvited inside, so shocked that he was speechless.

When did someone enter the big brother's house?

Chen Sufeng sat upright on the chair, turning a blind eye to his surprised gaze.

The servant was amazed at Chen Sufeng for a while, and then saw that Fu Chaoxi looked indifferent, as if he had no intention of retreating, so he walked over hesitantly, put the dishes on the table, and looked back at Chen Sufeng before leaving.

The next day, Chen Sufeng came to see Fu Chaoxi as usual, but with the help of the system, he went directly through the entire front hall and came in without the people in front of him.

Everyone knew nothing about all this, and they were still standing in the yard dutifully.

Chen Sufeng thought, how troublesome it would be to walk in from the front and have to go around many guards to report, so he simply came directly.

Chen Sufeng greeted Fu Chaoxi today, holding a few books, looking for some anecdotes he knew to tell Fu Chaoxi.

Even if Fu Chaoxi kept silent and ignored him, and he often talked to himself inside, Chen Sufeng was not disappointed and continued to talk about what he had seen and heard over the years.

Chen Sufeng stayed here since then, and he mostly stayed in Fu Chaoxi's room, the room was very quiet, completely free from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Fu Chaoxi's room has a rich collection of books, even if the big brother doesn't pay attention, Chen Sufeng can spend a while looking at the bookshelves.

He wanted to think so, but the reality is often skinny.He read the ancient books on the bookshelf with interest and interest, and read the books he likes back and forth several times. During this time, Fu Chaoxi remained indifferent and ignored them.

The lack of progress for several months made Chen Sufeng anxious. He didn't expect Fu Chaoxi to be so reticent. No matter what he did, he would remain indifferent.

He glanced at Fu Chaoxi who was standing still in his seat.

Fu Chaoxi's brows were still as cold as before, and he had a premonition that even if they lived in the same room for three to five years, his enthusiasm would not be able to melt the iceberg of Fu Chaoxi.

Since this doesn't work, Chen Sufeng plans to start from the other side.While lowering his head and thinking, he caught a glimpse of the meals on the table from the corner of his eyes, and thought, he should eat.

There is not a saying, to conquer a man, first conquer his stomach.

When Chen Sufeng came to deliver the food in the next day, he waved off the servant, saying that I will take care of the elder brother's meals in the future.

He inquired about the two favorite dishes of the elder brother, and went to the kitchen with a lot of ambition.

When he arrived at the kitchen in Dabie Mountains, it was afternoon and there was no one there. He walked over slowly. The stove and boiler were all clean and tidy.

How to do it?Although he had cooked in the previous world, he could only cook some home-cooked dishes, such as Buddha Jumping Over the Wall and Bird's Nest. He never tried dishes with complicated procedures and a test of skill.

Dabie Mountain has a dedicated chef who serves meals for all disciples in the mountain.Chen Sufeng specially came here to ask the chef who knows this dish for advice.

On this day, he stepped into the kitchen again. There were more than a dozen people standing in it, busy around the stove. The kitchen smelled of oily smoke and the sweat of a man.

One of the chefs quickly found Chen Sufeng's figure, and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Seven?"

His sound made the other cooks stop and look back at the kitchen door.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Chen Sufeng paced over, with his hands behind his back, looked at the eyes of the crowd and coughed, displaying the majesty of the Dabie Mountain old man who taught his disciples personally, "Everyone, you have worked hard."

Surprised expressions appeared on everyone's faces. How could a formal disciple like Chen Sufeng come to such a dirty and hot place like the kitchen?

Dabie Mountain is strictly hierarchical, no matter how Xu Maolin is bullied on weekdays, regardless of his status as an old man's disciple of Dabie Mountain, he still has enough food and clothing.

Although those disciples were all cultivators, after all they needed people to take care of common affairs, so Fu Chaoxi selected a group of people from outside to take care of daily affairs and act as servants.

The selected positions depend on their positions. Generally, they are quick-witted, capable, and well-respected by others. Those who are lucky enough to serve the seniors have the most special status. Even Chen Sufeng's seniors have to give those few face down. And the chef belongs to the category of hard work and no status.

Chen Sufeng glanced at everyone and said, "To be honest, I'm here to learn how to cook from you."

The chef let out a surprise, and the others cast suspicious glances at each other. Chen Sufeng continued: "To tell you the truth, I learned how to cook specially for the big brother. Recently, the old man got tired of eating the dishes and found them unappetizing. So I was sent here, and I personally made a gift for him.”

Everyone looked at each other, the chef nodded hesitantly, "Okay."

The chef taught Chen Sufeng how to do it. First, identify the ingredients. It takes time to learn the dishes. He first asked Chen Sufeng to memorize the cooking process bit by bit.

All day long, Chen Sufeng stayed in the stuffy kitchen, staring at the cauldron, lowering his head to add firewood to it from time to time, the oily fumes inside occasionally made him cough uncontrollably.

Fu Chaoxi found that Chen Sufeng's face was covered with soot today.

He strode over from outside the house, ran in briskly, greeted Fu Chaoxi first, and then quickly sat down on a chair beside him.

Fu Chaoxi looked at him, Chen Sufeng's appearance was not outstanding, but his smile was gentle and gentle, his skin was fair, and the little dust on his face was very conspicuous.

Chen Sufeng seemed to be in a good mood. He looked down at the book and didn't come to talk to him. Fu Chaoxi couldn't help but look at him more.Immediately, he retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead.

It wasn't until noon that he realized what Chen Sufeng was up to.

Fu Chaoxi sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When the dishes on the table were about to cool, he just took a sip with a soup spoon. He immediately felt that the taste was not right. He raised his head and looked at Chen Sufeng who was on the side. : "Did you cook this dish?"

Chen Sufeng sat up from the chair, and said happily: "I didn't expect my handicraft, the big brother tasted it all at once?"

"This is my specialty, senior brother must try it out." Chen Sufeng was overjoyed, completely immersed in his own joy.

Fu Chaoxi looked at him silently, without saying, it was because the dish was more unpalatable than usual.

After Fu Chaoxi took a bite, he simply put the spoon on the table, facing the rockery outside, and sat for a long time.

Chen Sufeng was humming happily in the kitchen with his head bowed. He was busy when he suddenly heard someone calling him. When he turned his head, he saw a person standing in the backlight and couldn't see his face clearly. Chen Sufeng squinted for a while before he recognized the familiar face of this person.

"Fifth senior brother?"

Zhao Anping walked in from the kitchen door, squinted his dark eyes and looked at Chen Sufeng: "No wonder people who haven't seen you these days, so you are hiding in the kitchen."

"Fifth senior brother, why are you here? But I have something to do, so I won't tell you." Chen Sufeng was still thinking about delivering food to the senior brother, so he hurriedly walked around him to go out.

But Zhao Anping blocked his way, and said to him with a malicious look on his face: "Junior brother, that's it. In the past two days, people from Qingyun sect have come to visit and discuss skills, and we will be there when the time comes. As you Our junior brother must be able to handle it, and won't let outsiders laugh at us."

Are you trying to make things difficult for me again?

Chen Sufeng's face was sullen, and the two were in a stalemate when a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Fifth Senior Brother, where are you?" It was the Sixth Senior Sister Shi Zhen who called.

"Forget it, forget it this time." Zhao Anping heard the noise from outside, looked down at Chen Sufeng, turned and went out.

Chen Sufeng stood there watching for a while, then went out as if nothing had happened.

Chen Sufeng walked in at a trotting pace, put the food table on the table, and then sat back.

Fu Chaoxi opened his eyes to look at him, Chen Sufeng saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he went to the bookshelf on the wall and picked out a book, and read it attentively.

His eyes are bright and his manner is calm, not the awed and flattering expression in his eyes before.

Fu Chaoxi stared at him for a while, then closed his eyes again, with his usual ice-cold appearance.