Su Yi looked at the five or six middle-grade Origin Stones in his arms, his face lit up with joy, and he said, "Okay, there are still more than a dozen dishes on the table. You can pick whatever you want."
Several disciples from Shengjin Hall and Shengtu Hall sat down at the dining table with mournful faces, picked up their chopsticks, and ate these dishes worth tens of thousands of dollars.
When they put the food in their mouths, the expressions on their faces suddenly changed.
Why is it so delicious?
A taste I have never tried before!
The five or six disciples were stunned for a moment, and then turned into hungry wolves in an instant, gobbling up their food.
This dish indeed contains the great path of cultivation, and the taste is different from ordinary dishes in the world!
After finishing eating, the second-generation disciple of Shengjin Hall actually shouted: "One more plate!"
Su Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Although his exhibits began as extortion, they have also gained recognition.
"This dish is pretty good. I think a piece of middle-grade Origin Stone is worth it!"
"After I finished eating, I came to a realization. It's impossible, it's impossible. I need to practice in seclusion as soon as possible. Maybe I can break through the bottleneck soon!"
"No, my understanding is not enough, I have to try again!"
When Su Yi heard these words, he was so excited that a layer of dusk mist could not help but appear in the corners of his eyes.
Xia Lin rolled his eyes, glanced at Su Yi, and said: "Why are you crying? Look at your little potential. Junior sister's dishes should be ready. Xiaojiu, don't you dare go in and continue cooking. Strike while the iron is hot and cook more.
Guest, make your name known!"
"Okay, okay."
Su Yi sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said three good words in excitement.
At this time, Ling Luo came out of the kitchen with two plates of food in his hands, placed them in front of Chi You with a smile on his face, and then took the initiative to hand a pair of dishes to him.
"My cooking skills are definitely not as good as those of Ninth Senior Brother. They are just two simple home-cooked dishes."
Chi You took the chopsticks from Ling Luo's hand, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The familiar smell made him stunned.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Chi You's expression was different, Ling Luo couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Is it not to your liking?"
Chi You shook his head, and a few crystal tears slowly fell from his emerald-like pupils.
Too long.
It's been so long that he has died once.
I dare not expect that I can meet her again, eat her cooking, and enjoy her tenderness again.
It was one of the few bits of tenderness in his childhood, and it was also the only bit of light among all his dark memories.
I miss you so much that I want to cry.
I was so moved that I cried silently.
"Hey? Why are you crying?" Ling Luo said a little anxiously, "Is it too unpalatable? I'll do it again!"
She stood up suddenly and rushed towards the kitchen.
Chi You stretched out a small hand, pulled out her sleeve, stopped her from leaving, and then shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Ling Luo frowned deeply.
Chi You pursed his lips and faced her with a child-like, unique and holy smile, full of happiness.
“It’s delicious, I like it so much.”
For a moment, Ling Luo's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and his heartbeat stopped.
This child's smile is heartbreaking.
She felt that there was a surge of emotion in her blood. It was an indescribable emotion.