Amidst the cheers and words, New Year's Eve has finally arrived. Today is the last day of the old year and the last escort of the new year.
And all the halls in the Shenwu West Realm of the Xie Zang Club were busy.
They received an order from above overnight, requiring all of them to search for a warrior named Bai Long. On this day, all the warriors in the Western Region named Bai Long suffered.
The white dragon that caused all this has long since lost his body and is buried on the snow-capped Langya Peak.
"Everyone has to stay up late tonight." Dao Wuji dragged two large boxes of fireworks out.
"Wow! Dad, when did you buy the fireworks?" Dolin ran over excitedly and asked.
"I know that you love to set off firecrackers, so after I sent you a letter, Xiaowu and I went to Guangping County and bought some fireworks, but we didn't expect that there would be so many people when you came back, which was not enough."
Dao Wuji said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, Uncle Dao, let's set these off first. As for the fireworks, we can handle them ourselves." Bai Ying said with a smile.
Dao Wuji was stunned for a moment and then thought that these people who were about the same age as his son were all warriors.
"You guys should rest, I'm going to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner." Daolin said hello to everyone and then got into the kitchen.
Lunch is quite simple, after all, his energy is focused on tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.
Daolin planned to cook all his specialty meals today. After all, it was New Year's Eve, and there were many people. Twelve Jue plus Taishi Xingwei, Dao Wuji, and the six Wang brothers, a total of twenty people.
One after another carefully prepared dishes were brought to the table.
In addition to the main dish, Feng Yu Jiu Chu also has nine other supporting dishes, as well as Dragon Roaring Nine Heavens. All the dishes that have been cooked before are made again except for the abalone that Dripping Water Guanyin cannot buy.
"Thank you for your hard work, Daolin. Everyone, hurry up and take your seats. Today is New Year's Eve, and we are also going to have New Year's Eve dinner." Taishi Xingwei is the oldest, so he will host today's dinner.
Everyone sat down when they heard the sound, and twenty people crowded the originally large table of sixteen people. However, for this age and time, no one complained, and they even felt that it would be better to have a better relationship if they were crowded together.
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Taishi Xingwei's passionate speech was nothing more than that everyone will be better next year. If it were Daolin, he could say more. After all, he had watched the Spring Festival Gala for more than 20 years in his previous life and had so many blessings.
Words, etc., just bring some and it will shock the whole audience.
As Taishi Xingwei sat down, everyone raised their glasses to understand the arrival of the New Year.
"I really didn't expect that your cooking skills have improved so much after being gone for just over half a year?" Dao Wuji picked up a piece of chicken and put it in front of his nose and smelled it before putting it in his mouth and starting to chew.
"This is all thanks to the master. With his help, my cooking skills have improved so quickly. In addition to the recipes left by my great-grandfather, the master also taught me many winning dishes in previous MasterChef competitions," said Dowling.
He respectfully offered a glass of wine to Taishi Xingwei.
"What about the God of Cooking competition? I originally wanted to wait until you were more mature and your cooking skills were more advanced before I told you, but now your cooking skills have surpassed mine. You can go to the God of Cooking competition in a year and a half.
Take part in the trial." Dao Wuji said with an unconcealable smile on his face.
"By the way, father, Bai Luo happens to be here. He has very good medical skills. I can ask him to give you a look to see if you can restore your sense of taste." Dolin suddenly looked at Bai Luo who was eating vegetables and then remembered his father's
Loss of taste.
When Bai Luo heard this, he raised his head and looked at Dao Wuji and said, "Uncle Dao, I can show you."
Dao Wuji's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He looked at Bai Luo in disbelief and asked, "Can it be cured?"
"As long as it's not too serious, I think it can be cured." Bai Luo nodded and stood up and walked towards Dao Wuji.
"Then I'll help you." Dao Wuji stood up excitedly.
"Uncle Dao, you're too polite. If it's convenient, let's move to another place." Bai Luo said embarrassedly.
The two left the restaurant and came back not long after.
Dao Wuji's face was full of excitement. He didn't say anything. He picked up his chopsticks and started frantically picking up the food and putting it into his mouth.
"I tasted it, fresh, fragrant, spicy and salty." Dao Wuji became more and more excited as he spoke, and tears flowed out.
"Bai Luo, how is my father?" Daolin came over and supported Dao Wuji, who was trembling with excitement.
"Don't worry, uncle's sense of taste is caused by excessive mental disorder. I have relieved it with a few silver needles. In the next few days, I will give uncle acupuncture several times a day. By the time we leave, uncle's sense of taste should be gone.
Complete recovery." Bai Luo explained with a smile.
Daolin patted Bai Luo on the shoulder gratefully, feeling lucky that he could know so many great friends.
Next, the New Year atmosphere became more intense. Everyone toasted to each other, told stories about the past, and talked about plans for next year.
"Bang!" A sound of firecrackers came, and a red light lit up in the sky.
"The folks have started setting off fireworks, let's go too." Xiaopang ran to the window and said excitedly.
"Let's go!" A group of people rushed downstairs in a lively voice.
"Sure enough, no matter whether they are warriors or not, they are still children." Taishi Xingwei raised his wine glass and said.
Dao Wuji smiled and picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Taishi Xingwei.
"Whoosh! Snap!"
"Whoosh! Snap!"
"Swish swish!!! swish swish!!! snap snap!!!"
As the firecrackers came to an end, beautiful and colorful fireworks exploded in the sky.
“It’s Chinese New Year!!!”
“It’s Chinese New Year!!!”
Cheers came one after another, causing Taishi Xingwei and Dao Wuji to smile.
"Happy New Year!" The two toasted each other.
In the snow, Dorian looked at the beautiful fireworks in the sky, and the colorful firelight illuminated his face.
"It has been nineteen years since I came to this world. I wonder how my parents are doing? Mom and Dad, I am living a good life here. It's the New Year. I wish you and your parents a happy New Year." Daolin prayed silently in his heart.
Standing next to him, Qingjiu looked at the fireworks, his thoughts wandering away, and he kept thinking about the master who was traveling.
"It's Chinese New Year, Master. This is the first time I've celebrated the Chinese New Year without you. How are you doing? I miss you."
Everyone's thoughts flew into the distance as the fireworks exploded, and each of them was thinking about the person they missed.
Dao Wuji also came to the window, holding a wine glass in his hand and drinking it all in one gulp.
"Wan'er, Lin'er has grown up. He is now a very powerful warrior. He is also a very powerful cook. His cooking skills have surpassed mine. I don't know where you are now. It's Chinese New Year. I hope you can
Come back soon." There were two lines of tears in Dao Wuji's eyes, and the thought of his wife inevitably made him drink a few more glasses of wine.