I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Bai Junda regretted it.

It's not that I regret competing on stage, but that I regret participating in special training.

Who knew that Ji Chuchen, who had been sick all this time, would be serious about having a special training?

That night, Bai Junda was caught in murderous intent and fear. A young man not far away stood facing the wind, leaving the dust lightly, and the snowflakes fell leisurely, but when it landed on Bai Junda, it turned into the sharpest little sword, Cut open his robe bit by bit, the coldness brushed against his skin, almost freezing his blood.

While dodging with difficulty, Bai Junda controlled the wind blade to stab towards the opponent, but was blocked lightly by the opponent.

Every time he was blocked, his coat would be cut open, and Ji Chuchen's unhurried voice came: "Hurry up, the change of the wind blade is still too simple."

"Why are your legs weak, stand up."

"It's not enough to restrain your breath, the wind has already betrayed you."

Bai Junda wanted to cry, but he thought I was wrong, sir, can you stop cutting my robe, I didn't bring a few changes of clothes when I went out, and it looked like it was turning into rags... …As he was distracted, a snowflake suspended in the air suddenly accelerated and spun, brushing against the base of his ear and cutting it.

It was chilly.

A few strands of hair fluttered leisurely and fell to the ground.

"Too weak," Ji Chuchen gave him a faint look, "You are worthy of being called a wave?"

Bai Junda clenched his teeth.

The look in the other person's eyes suddenly made him feel extremely familiar, and he spent his days playing around in the restaurant, causing the feelings that had been forgotten to flood back like a tide——

No, in fact, he never forgot, otherwise this moment would not be so clear.Bai Xiuyue's disdainful eyes appeared in front of Bai Junda's eyes, his father waved his crutches, and further ahead, the noisy laughter in the academy...

It was as if there was a string in his heart, which was suddenly moved very lightly.

Immediately the wind rose, and the waves were born.

Supporting his knees, Bai Junda barely stood up from the ground, stood upright, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and looked up at Ji Chuchen in front of him.

Snowflakes drifted past him, soundless, delicate and dangerous...

A thought suddenly flashed in Bai Junda's mind.

He tried to control the wind blade, floating and floating like snowflakes, blending into the breath of heaven and earth, blending into the wind passing through valleys and mountains.

After this attempt, he was fascinated.

And the snowflakes in Ji Chuchen no longer fell, but floated leisurely in the air, the ice crystals melted and condensed, and the ever-changing changes unfolded in front of Bai Junda like a picture scroll—it was a wonderful formula.

Looking at Bai Junda who suddenly stood still under the night, the corners of Ji Chuchen's lips rose.

"It's still a bit savvy." He said softly.

Che Yunwen watched from the side, and praised in a low voice: "Brother Ji, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable that you could find out a Taoism suitable for Bai Junda so quickly."

And in such a vivid and vivid form, the Taoism was dismantled and demonstrated in front of the other party.

What Bai Junda thinks is that every time Snowflake cuts his coat and rubs against his skin, those Taoisms are silently integrated into it. Ji Chuchen showed him this Taoism over and over again.

To be precise, it is a sword technique.

Turn the wind into a sword, walk against the wind, sneak into the night with the wind, and kill silently.

It is the most suitable swordsmanship for Bai Junda.

After hearing his words, Ji Chuchen smiled softly.

"Don't talk nonsense," the young man said calmly, "I didn't teach him anything, he learned it himself from my moves."

Che Yunwen suddenly understood: "Understood, understood."

He is also from a famous family, so he naturally knows that such exquisite Taoism is not allowed to be spread outside, but if someone is "talented and intelligent" and learns it by himself from the duel of his disciples, then there is no way.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

As the night darkened, the wind grew louder.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Bai Junda suddenly broke away from the state of samadhi, and suddenly felt that the world was fresh and open, and the vegetation was luxuriant. The feeling brought to him by the five senses was different from before.

He called out the wind blade.

The wind blade was extremely nimble, like a living thing, turning into filaments that wrapped intimately around his chubby fingertips.The silk thread is invisible and invisible, and only Bai Junda, the holder, can detect it—the premise is that he hides his breath well enough.

Ji Chuchen patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you can comprehend the principles of Taoism during the Qi refining period, and you are the only one in Qixia Realm if you say it."

Bai Junda was stunned.

He, did he understand the Dao?

Is his understanding so good? !

In fact, all of these are inseparable from the credit of savvy soy sauce.

It’s just that savvy soy sauce is different from other spiritual materials. It will not help people improve their cultivation for no reason. It will accumulate power in the diner’s body, quietly waiting for breakthroughs, comprehension of Taoism, learning exercises and other important moments, and will explode at the most critical points. Give the opponent a boost.

Bai Junda ate the dishes cooked by Yu Xiaotan every day, this power had accumulated in his body for a long time, and now it was all mobilized, which actually helped him comprehend some principles.

It's just that Bai Junda and Yu Xiaotan haven't figured out the true magical effect of soy sauce. Even Ji Chuchen and Che Yunwen are vaguely aware of it, and they can't make a conclusion.

Now manipulating the silver thread at his fingertips, Bai Junda was ecstatic, thinking happily that even a genius like Bai Xiuyue didn't seem to understand the Tao when he left home?

Sure enough, you can't underestimate yourself, my old Bai family has talents!

Playing with the wind blade happily, Bai Junda asked, "What kind of law is this?"

The two people on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and Ji Chuchen said thoughtfully: "The second-hand way..."

Bai Junda: "...?"

Che Yunwen said with a smile: "You have learned something from Brother Ji's Taoism, but you have never comprehended the Taoism of heaven and earth, so it is normal to say that this Taoism is second-hand. After all, it is not a complete law, it can only be said to be the Taoism The embryonic form is the incarnation of Brother Ji's sword intent."

Bai Junda understood.

In short, this "basic form" of Dao was broken apart and force-fed to him by Ji Chuchen after he mastered it.Even so, he just learned to swallow jujubes whole, which is far inferior to Ji Chuchen's state.

... But it can barely be regarded as the principle of Taoism, and the principle of Taoism is very powerful!Bai Junda has a big heart, so he doesn't care what the source of this thing is.

However, he was also faintly shocked in his heart - even the sword intent he swung could barely be used as a rule of law, how deep and strong should Ji Chuchen's own perception of the rule of law be?

For Ji Chuchen, since Bai Junda had some insights, this night's special training was not in vain.He gave Bai Junda a few more instructions, and then he and Che Yunwen went back to have breakfast with the little fat man who was still worried.

Yu Xiaotan's breakfast has already been heated up, it is a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.

The diced meat is rotten and tender, the mushrooms are torn into small pieces, the mouth is smooth and soft, a few slices of bright green vegetables float on it, like a boat with several leaves, and the preserved eggs are the boatmen wearing coir raincoats on the boat, swaying the boat , the fragrance and warmth are delivered to the stomach and into the heart.

Bai Junda was holding the hot porridge, with tears in his eyes—it was so delicious, especially after a whole night of ice and snow whipping, to be able to drink a steaming bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was like a fairy enjoy.

The more he drank, the more moved he was, he pulled Yu Xiaotan's cuff and whimpered: "Yu Xiaotan, do you know, after drinking your soup, I feel that everything is worth it, I will... um, um, um, um..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Junda was dragged away by Qiongqing covering his mouth, struggling desperately when he left: "Oh! Porridge, I haven't finished my porridge yet!"

"Don't drink too much," Qiong Qing whispered, "I won't be able to run on the stage later, be careful that I'll beat you up with bile."

Bai Junda: "...QAQ"

Yu Xiaotan picked up the dropped porridge bowl, looked towards the direction where Bai Junda was dragged away, his beautiful black eyes narrowed slightly.

Well, there must be something hiding from me...

But before he could say "question", Qiong Qing had slipped to his side, pulled his sleeve, and asked expectantly: "Xiaotan Xiaotan, shall we go down the mountain now?"

……

The list of the first round of the rookie competition has been announced on a tall wooden sign erected in front of the competition platform, and the names are densely written on it.

When Yu Xiaotan passed by the wooden sign, Qiong Qing intentionally or unintentionally turned sideways to block the corner of his eyes, preventing Yu Xiaotan from seeing the name on the wooden sign.

In an inconspicuous corner of the wooden sign, it was written impressively:

【Talking about Bai Junda in the Villa of Laughing——Ronghan of Tianqiongmen】

The trip down the mountain to find a restaurant went smoothly. Yu Xiaotan took out his monk status, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant immediately invited him in with respect and awe. Only Yu Xiaotan and Qiongqing were left.

Looking through the remaining ingredients in the restaurant, Yu Xiaotan gradually made up his mind.

He found some green peppers, removed seeds, tendons, shredded them, put them into the pot with the meat, and stir-fried them over high heat.

The green peppers are round and cute, and they are refreshing and crispy when they are fried. Yu Xiaotan also specially cut a little red pepper and stir-fried them together. The bright red and green match immediately improves the color of the whole dish to a higher level.

The green pepper shredded pork is done, and the next one is fish-flavored eggplant.

Mix salt, sugar, soy sauce, and vinegar to make a gravy.Wash and remove the stems of the eggplant, cut it into long strips, put it into the pan with the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic, stir-fry until soft and serve it out, and mix it with the Gorgon juice.

After the two dishes were finished, a strong aroma was already wafting in the kitchen. Qiongqing sat aside and swallowed uncontrollably: "Xiaotan, come on, give me a taste first."

"Okay."

Yu Xiaotan smiled and took out two plates and placed them in front of Qiongqing.

The green peppers are crisp and tender, and the eggplants are soft, glutinous, delicious and delicate. The combination immediately whets the appetite. Qiongqing ate it all up. At this time, Yu Xiaotan made some fried sausages and put them in front of Qiongqing.

Small sliced ​​sausages are mixed with eggs and cauliflower. The smoked salty aroma is restrained, and then overflows with a rich and fresh meat aroma.

The eggs are ordinary eggs, Yu Xiaotan is not willing to use blood jade eggs, but he cooks well when cooking, the eggs out of the pan are golden, tender, fragrant and smooth, and when they are paired with sausages, they just smell The taste is mouth watering.

Qiongqing ate very happily.

No matter what Yu Xiaotan cooks, it seems to have a strange magical power when eating. Before Qiongqing's eyes, there is an endless countryside, green fruits and vegetables, budding bones, free-range hens running on the small path, the red combs are high-spirited. such as flags.In spring, the sun is soft, and the slightly moist wind blows from the black distant mountains, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.

What a fresh and strange feeling the idyllic scenery of the ingredients intertwined!

Yu Xiaotan was on the sidelines trying to mix these kinds of dishes into a box lunch.The lunch box is also easy to say, he described the shape of the lunch box to Qiongqing, and Qiongqing didn't need to lift her hand, and mobilized her spiritual power while eating to make a large number of wooden lunch boxes.

It's just that when putting the dishes in the lunch box, Yu Xiaotan suddenly became worried: "Senior Qiongqing, there is no spiritual material in this meal, will it be sold for a price?"

Although soy sauce is mixed in meals and sausages, the effect of soy sauce has never been obvious, and it is difficult to attract people's attention as a seasoning.

Qiongqing thought for a while, and said vaguely: "It's okay, you can just sell it, those who know how to do it will naturally grab it, and those who don't know will buy it or not."

Yu Xiaotan hesitated and said: "Then we still have to wait for the market reaction to spread... No matter, since today is the first sale, I'd better do less and see the market first."

Opening up a new market is always a difficult task. Yu Xiaotan looked at the remaining ingredients and reckoned that he would make [-] lunch boxes today. The hawkers and others who set up stalls should be able to sell out.

If the response is good, tomorrow he will increase the supply and make more.

……

Halfway up the mountain, the uneasy Bai Junda finally waited for his duel.

It was the first time in his life that he stood on the stage and fought against someone. Bai Junda's chest was pounding wildly, his palms were sweating, and his spiritual energy was almost in disorder.

His legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell when he came on stage. The noisy and chaotic conversations under the stage were like a thousand ducks squawking in his ears, making him numb all over.

Ji Chuchen watched and shook his head: "This is promising."

"It's not bad," Che Yunwen smiled wryly at the side, "I was not as good as him when I first came on stage."

"Brother Ji, you should also remember the scene of the first fight? Nervous, excited, you can't hear any sound, and it seems that you can hear all the noises, and your hand trembles and you can hardly hold the sword..."

Ji Chuchen: "..."

Ji Chuchen tilted his head slightly: "...well, indeed."

Embarrassment flashed across his face.

To be honest, he really didn't feel that much.

Ji Chuchen remembers the first time he participated in a competition. It was when he was seven years old that he participated in the competition among the elite disciples of the Yunhai Sect.

That competition was originally a challenge system, but in the end it was abruptly changed to "All brothers and sisters, work together and knock down the big devil Ji Chuchen"...

But it didn't work.

Ji Chuchen had already comprehended the sword intent at that time, and the real sword intent was not half-baked like Bai Junda.

Standing on the stage, he was beckoning a child, waving the long sword in his hand like chopping vegetables and slicing melons. The figure in white clothes has become a nightmare for many people.

He seems to be a natural practitioner, comprehension and breakthrough are as easy as eating and drinking, and the spiritual sword is like a part of his body in his hands. His life went smoothly and never went wrong... until the day when the thunder struck, there was a tearing sound from behind. excruciating pain.

Ji Chuchen's eyes dimmed.

At this moment, Bai Junda's opponent finally showed up.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a pale complexion, tight lips, and a long sword tightly grasped in his hand.

...I tripped over the steps when I was on the stage, and almost fell to the ground.

Bai Junda: "..."

Bai Junda suddenly calmed down.

He even found it a little funny, not only the opponent in front of him, but also himself a few breaths ago.

It turned out that everyone was equally nervous.