"Hey, Blade, are the vegetables here so expensive?" Ning Rongrong said to Blade in confusion after seeing Lao Mu leave.

She wasn't short of this money, but it was unimaginable to have a meal in this simple restaurant.

Blade flicked and said, "It looks expensive, but it is not expensive. Lao Mu's craftsmanship is right for this price."

Ning Rongrong thought it should be the same, otherwise the guy Blade would not have taken him to take half of Tiandou City to come here.

"By the way, do you come here often?"

Blade shook his head and smiled, "I've only been here for four or five times. I don't dare to come often. If I come often, I will have to drink the northwest wind in a few days."

"You kid is saying that my food is expensive!"

"You always feel at ease and cook. If the taste doesn't work, be careful I'll eat the King's meal."

"Haha, eat the King's meal? It's really nostalgic."

"Once, a Soul Emperor had eaten a tycoon meal and was thrown out by me in an iron pot. You guys think about it."

"Besides, do you feel embarrassed to pay the debt with your little girlfriend?"

Lao Mu's teasing came from the kitchen.

Ning Rongrong was first shocked by what Lao Mu said that the soul emperor was beaten with an iron pot and was bleeding.

But when I heard this little girlfriend, my face turned red.

Little, little girlfriend?!

What is this old man talking nonsense?!

But she secretly glanced at the blade.

"Okay, what you said is reasonable, but don't get me wrong, Rongrong is not my little girlfriend."

Ning Rongrong was a little disappointed.

"Okay, don't disturb me when I cook!"

Blade: "…"

Aren't you always interrupting?

"Rongrong, this old man Lao Mu is not simple. I heard that he used to be called the God of Heavenly Fighting Chef, and he was very good at cooking."

"What do you mean by two brushes? Do you want to fight?!" Lao Mu's voice came.

"No, I can't beat you. You don't have a few brushes, you have a great cooking skills."

"Hmph! That's about the same."

"Cheese God of Heaven? I seem to have heard of it." Ning Rongrong tilted his head and thought.

She suddenly said in surprise: "It's the chef god who is known as the daughter of a dish?!"

"Huh? You know Rongrong? I heard from Mr. Mu that he has been retreating for twenty years."

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously: "I heard from my father that the father said that the God of Chef Tiandou is not only a legendary chef, but also a level 75 soul saint!"

"The food he cooks is hard to find. This is not an exaggeration, but a real dish of a thousand gold soul coins! And you may not be able to eat it even if you have money!"

"I heard that Emperor Xueye sent someone to invite the chef to the palace to cook for him, but he was rejected. There are many big people who paid a lot of money to try it but couldn't get it!"

“…”

When Ning Rongrong excitedly exposed Lao Mu's bottom, the blade was also a little surprised.

He knew that this old man was not simple, but he didn't expect that he seemed much better than he thought.

When Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Daofeng smiled and said, "Rongrong, you don't know that Lao Mu is such a legendary figure! One dish is a thousand gold coins...tsk tsk!"

"I didn't expect that your little girlfriend knew me so well! Daobo, do you still think I'm taking you that little money?"

The pride in his voice was hard to hide, but there was no mistake in his work.

"Everyone said Rongrong is not... Forget it, I won't compete with you for this. But I still think it's expensive, not for anything else, just because I'm so poor."

"Don't cry for me to be poor, if you really can't afford it, stay and work to pay off your debts."

"I understand, you don't have many people here, and it's easy to come to work..."

"Blade, if you don't have money... I'll give it to you." Ning Rongrong hesitated for a while and looked at Blade seriously.

Daofeng smiled: "Don't worry, Rongrong, if I really can't get out of the way, I will definitely be shameless and borrow money from you."

"Yes." Ning Rongrong nodded, although what she said was not borrowing.

When the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen stopped, the sound of stir-frying came soon.

Ning Rongrong was also a little bored when he was expecting, and this guy named Dagger fell asleep!

After waiting for half an hour, he had not even served the first dish. Ning Rongrong was a little suspicious that Lao Mu was cooking in the kitchen.

But this is the God of Chef! It should be normal to be different from ordinary chefs.

She supported her chin and looked at the blade opposite her. This guy was quite handsome...

I couldn't help but think of the shameful thing I had when I secretly kissed him in the Heavenly Fighting Soul Arena. But my face turned slightly red, but I smiled foolishly, very sweet.

If it weren't for the fact that there was an old man nearby, she would have thought a little...hehehe!

Very embarrassed!

However, her attention was partially diverted to the old man.

The old man sips of side dishes and wine, but his eyes always fall on the book.

Under the dim light, Ning Rongrong saw the name of the book.

On the Discovery and Mining of Minerals

It doesn't look like those old scholars reading antique books, the paper is very new.

But I think this old man is not an ordinary person

Because most people can't afford such expensive food, and most people are unlikely to be entertained by the God of Chef.

The old man seemed not to notice her curious gaze, and only drank wine, ate vegetables, and read books.

Except for the movement from the kitchen, the store was very quiet.

Ning Rongrong continued to look at him with her chin. She never got tired of watching him, but she didn't know why she couldn't control herself and opposed him when he was awake.

She obviously didn't want to be that way!

...

The old man suddenly put away the book and stood up, left a purse and slowly left.

Ning Rongrong looked at his back and always felt that this was a master.

The chef god Tiandou, who had a sharp ear in the kitchen, did not make any difference because of this. He neither spoke to keep him nor said goodbye.

Maybe an old acquaintance.

Ning Rongrong thought.

However, shortly after the old man left, Lao Mu came out with an iron pot.

No dishes.

Ning Rongrong looked at the kind smile he showed and was still a little scared, but he was even more curious about where the dish was.

When Lao Mu saw Daofeng's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh and scold: "How could he accompany the girl to have a meal but he was sleeping? This is too unreasonable!"

"That's right, you're talking about it!" Ning Rongrong agreed.

Lao Mu smiled hideously and said, "Girl, it's too unreasonable to wake up this kid! This is the first time someone is asleep in my husband's shop, which makes me feel like I'm not good at cooking!"

Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly: "You are right, it's too inappropriate!"

She stretched out her little hand and gently touched the blade.

The blade comes again.

Lao Mu didn't give him a good look: "You kid actually fell asleep in my store. What? Is it because I am not good at craftsmanship that makes you have no expectations?"

Daofeng smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it, but your old man's cooking speed is too slow. I accidentally fell asleep."

Lao Mu had a straight face: "You guy think I want it? If I hadn't seen you bring your girlfriend here this time, I would have spent this effort?"

"I said it all... Forget it, I blamed you wrongly, okay? I admit my mistake."
Chapter completed!