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The atmosphere was slightly dignified, Nuo Da's small courtyard fell silent for a while, and the little Lolita also stopped fighting with Lord Shouhe, and dozed off in Chu Jiangyuan's arms.

"Hey, how did you know you failed before you tried it?"

Lord Shouhe raised his eyebrows, staring at the brightly colored plate of Qingguang Sanyan, he hesitated for a long time before he dared to put down his chopsticks.

"Without the secret recipe, it is impossible to make the real Qingguang Sanyan. I have almost used up the rare materials, and I can make it twice at most.

If it weren't for the unfinished business, the unwillingness, and the needless struggle, I'm afraid I would have been sitting and waiting to die. "Fang Ping spread his hands and said with a wry smile.

"Does Uncle Fang have any unfulfilled wishes?" Chu Jiangyuan asked.

As soon as the words came out, the little Lolita who closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes, and looked up at the person above her with her small face, as if she was looking at an idiot.

Soon, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

People obviously want to fulfill their vows in person, and if they don't have this persistence, they will naturally lose the motivation to live.When Chu Jiangyuan asked like this, it really broke people's hope.

"Yes... don't bother brother." Fang Ping's face twitched, and his heart beat a little stronger.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lord Shouhe spat out the bodhi wood rudely, and in the blink of an eye, there was a glass of spring water in his hand, "Brother, what level of spiritual chef are you, who told you that you have to put so much for the three feasts of Qingguang?" It’s salty, and there’s a weird sour smell, and linden wood can’t be mixed directly for stewing. Also, what the hell is this red soft thing?”

Fang Ping was criticized for a while, but from Shou Hejun's words, it can be seen that the latter not only tasted the three feasts of Qingguang, but also has a clear and meticulous way of doing it!

This made Fang Ping have to lower his posture, asking and answering like an apprentice, respectful and respectful to Lord Shouhe, just like serving his ancestors.

"Red Mushroom." Fang Ping sniffed, concentrating extremely.

"Then what the hell is this green one?" Shouhe-kun asked, pointing to an irregular piece of green food, stretching his brows.

"Uh... it should be the new buds growing on the bodhi wood pier. I saw that it was full of vitality, so I used it without thinking too much." Fang Ping broke out in a cold sweat.

New shoots from the wooden pier of linden wood?

Fang Ping secretly glanced at the linden wood pier at the door of the kitchen.The overall appearance of the wooden pier is pale yellow, and a faint halo spreads from the tree rings, exuding vitality that gives people a sense of holiness.

There is only a green sprout somewhere, it was a small piece in the morning, but after cutting off a large piece, it disappeared after a few hours, and it suddenly grew to the size of a palm?

The growth is too abnormal.

The bodhi tree grows for dozens or hundreds of years, and it is impossible to see new branches and leaves. Fang Ping went around in his own guesses, but he didn't hear what Lord Shouhe said clearly.

Chu Jiangyuan helped the little girl who was asleep, and with a relaxed smile on his face, he asked Lord Shouhe, "There is indeed no secret recipe for Qingguang's Three Banquets in the current dungeon, and Qingfeng has never seen it before. If you have lived for a longer time and have more knowledge, do you know the specific secret recipe?"

"Oops!"

Fang Ping's exclamation suddenly came from the ears of several people.

Unexpectedly, two fierce lights lit up in Lord Shouhe's eyes, he approached Fang Ping step by step, and said with a stern smile: "Oh! What's wrong, could it be that you have done something wrong, old boy?"

"No... dare not!" Fang Ping waved his hands again and again.

Looking at the handsome appearance of Mr. Shouhe in front of him, he realized that he had been taught a lesson by a little boy. He just wanted to restore his high-quality temperament, but he never wanted to be slapped in the face again.

Shouhe Jundao: "The high-quality Qingguang Sanyan can completely increase life expectancy by 100-120 years at one time, even the most common Qingguang Sanyan is not what you do.

The most vibrant mushrooms are gray mushrooms, but you used red mushrooms that restore vitality, and this lump of green stuff, I've never seen buds of linden wood grow like this, thanks to you being a spiritual chef, it's almost Can't tell the difference between the ingredients.

The ingredients from unknown sources have not been processed too much. It can be seen that you have not checked whether they are compatible. You are lucky not to be poisoned to death if you stewed a pot randomly! "

"When did the threshold for a spirit chef fall so low?"

Mr. Shouhe's anger still persists, partly because he is dissatisfied with the fact that the overall level of the Ling Chef has dropped terribly, and he no longer has the glory of the past.

The other half blamed Fang Ping for not being able to recognize even a spiritual material, and it was unknown whether the things he made would have side effects.

The most important thing is that his wife has the taste of this dish.

Poor his wife for eating such a nasty thing!

"Listen to what you said, it's too late to see each other!" Fang Ping was about to cry, how could he dare to treat Mr. Shouhe as a brat.

The secret recipes and techniques he has learned are basically stolen. Whether it is a spirit chef or a refining tool, most people will have the idea of ​​​​hiding their secrets, so it cannot be entirely blamed for his lack of knowledge.

Unexpectedly, at the end of his life, he would meet an expert in the spiritual kitchen again. Unfortunately, he no longer has the enthusiasm and time he had before.

Fang Ping held his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, his eyes were firm, his knees bent slowly, and he actually bowed down to Lord Shouhe.

"The junior Fang Ping has met the senior, thank you for your generous guidance, the boy dared to ask the senior to give me the secret recipe for the three feasts of Qingguang, it is a great kindness, and if it is done, you will die if you are a bull or a horse!" I don't know if it is really excited or Terrified, Fang Ping's body trembled a little.

The incident happened suddenly, Chu Jiangyuan couldn't sit still anymore, he hugged the little girl and wanted to help Fang Ping up, there was no need to kneel down if he had anything to say.

Besides, Fang Ping is the spirit chef of Yuanlai Inn after all. He lives here these days and has seen many people come here for Uncle Fang's craftsmanship.Even if there are deficiencies, there is still room for improvement.

"Uncle Fang... Lord Shouhe?" After tugging a few times, Fang Ping refused to get up, and Chu Jiangyuan looked at Lord Shouhe helplessly.

The secret recipe is a precious thing. A copy of the secret recipe can sell tens of thousands of immortal stones at the forum, and there is no market for the price. He and Fang Ping do have friendship.But it is not enough to force Lord Shouhe to give up the treasure in his hand.

Just thought it would be okay to share.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shouhe has a sense of propriety." Lin Zhi comforted Chu Jiangyuan's emotions, and coaxed him to sit down slowly, "It's easy to get tired after standing for a long time. I don't want to be married tomorrow. People fled the battle again, how fast they slipped that night!"

Mr. Shouhe rolled his eyes: This kid got up in less than a minute, so tired!

Discrimination!Kid Lin Zhi definitely valued sex over friends, otherwise he would not have seen this kid ask him if he was tired or if he wanted to sit for a while after standing for so long.

For a moment, he was eagerly looking forward to his wife's early advancement to regain her spirit and recall the past.

"What big wedding, tomorrow?" Chu Jiangyuan was so nervous that he accidentally exerted force on his hands, and the little loli in his arms groaned, which immediately aroused Shou Hejun's hatred.

Chu Jiangyuan straightened up in fright, pretending not to see, and on the surface he couldn't stop laughing.But my heart was very happy.

Seeing his unnatural expression, Lin Zhi touched his head and said, "Tomorrow is the last day of Qixi Festival, those rewards are very useful for you at this stage, mainly because I will be too busy to accompany you all the time You, I can only wrong you and marry me hastily."

However, what was not revealed was that he would soon go to the secular world to resolve the matter of the Chang family sisters. Time was running out, and he was afraid that Chu Jiangyuan would run away again.

The matter of the Chang family sisters' disillusionment was not simple, and there might be some evil cultivators involved.Therefore, he didn't dare to carelessly spare a ray of soul to accompany Chu Jiangyuan in the game. Fortunately, the betrothal gifts he carefully prepared these days are almost the same.

It was enough for Chu Jiang to never have to worry about training resources.

Chu Jiangyuan blushed and said: "I'm not wronged. It just feels a bit too sudden. Qingfeng, other people's marriages are usually discussed for months or years. We only went to Sanshengshu to register in a few days. Isn't it too early? .” Logically speaking, shouldn’t it be to propose to him?

Lin Zhi paused, and said: "To be precise, it has been about 14 years since we confirmed our relationship. Unfortunately, something happened, and you don't remember me." As he spoke, Lin Zhi couldn't help but Living in Chu Jiangyuan kissed him on the cheek.

Hearing Lin Zhi say that they have known each other for 14 years, Chu Jiangyuan's heart sank a little.

He was only four or five years old 14 years ago, and he played wildly with a group of young children in his hometown. At that time, his parents were not divorced. How could he have the opportunity to know Lin Zhi?

Even if the cultivator in the ancient martial arts world has incredible abilities and a superb memory, it is impossible to remember him for 14 years and still recognize him in the game.

It's like he hasn't seen his parents for almost a year. To be honest, he can't remember what they look like now. Is there more gray hair on his head?

Hehe sneered in his heart.

I'm afraid that Lin Zhi recognized the wrong person and regarded him as a substitute.

Chu Jiangyuan forced a smile and asked, "Then when do you plan to register? There should be a lot of people at Sanshengshu, and you might have to queue up. Besides, didn't you say you'd be busy soon?"

Fang Ping, who was still lying on the ground, sighed silently: You two ancestors, my knees hurt from kneeling here, and you two are still flirting there.

Sure enough, it was a little boy, and it was obvious at a glance that he was an inexperienced Xiaobai. Boy Chu made it clear that he wanted to make a romantic proposal, and that genius boy wanted Boy Chu to cuddle with him even more.

How did these two people get together, one had to turn a corner to talk about something, and the other was...wood, Fang Ping couldn't explain it if he wanted to complain.

Tut tut, it's so boring.

Lord Shouhe, who was sitting on the table, suddenly raised his head and scanned the sky, his smile gradually faded, a frightening coldness flashed in his originally gentle eyes, and there was also a kind of cruelty in his expression.

With a wave of his right hand, a long black sword instantly appeared in his palm and inserted into the stone bench. The white light in the sky refracted on the sword, clearly showing the hidden figure.

With a turn of the long sword, figures that were getting closer appeared one by one.

Fang Ping got up and said in surprise: "They are all little beauties! Strange, the marks on these beauties are so familiar, it seems that I have seen them somewhere, hey?"

Chu Jiangyuan only felt terrified, but he didn't expect the people from Qiu Xinchi to come after him so soon. They were here to arrest him, right?

"Good boy, you not only have the guts to kill my Qiu Xinchi's sisters, but you are also here to seduce senior brother, come out and die!"

A handsome woman in yellow clothes came down from the sky with a sword, glaring at Chu Jiangyuan, but she dared not come in.

These people pressed on every step of the way, and Chu Jiangyuan's anger had not yet vented, and his anger became even greater. He said coldly, "There are too many people who are picking on me. Who are you?"