For several days, Hu Qing followed Damu, running here and there, and never saw Mr. Han again.
Mr. Han was also busy. He was in charge of personnel matters and also wanted to cultivate himself, so he did not pay special attention to a small helper.
On the other hand, Da Mu found an opportunity to praise him: "Da Qing is really good. She can do anything well. I think her sword skills are no worse than mine."
Mr. Han said: "You know nothing."
Damu scratched his head.
Then one day, Hu Qing was chopping vegetables on her special small chopping board in the wooden workshop, as thin as silk and snow, when a figure stood in front of her. After Hu Qing finished chopping, she looked up and smiled: "
Mr. Han."
She didn't run around these days, nor did she go to show courtesy to Mr. Han. Who was she? Is it an honor for her to ask for help? Don't do anything if you know it will have no results. Of course, she didn't ask about anything.
For example, she has inquired about the teleportation arrays in the Dengyun Immortal Realm, and the ticket price is the same. One thousand low-grade spiritual crystals are one ticket, and it is not a round trip.
At that time, Omu said: "It's very cheap, just to make it easier for everyone to go to other fairy worlds."
Cheap? Hu Qing is dead.
A thousand low-grade spiritual crystals are equal to one medium-grade spiritual crystal, and a thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals are equal to one high-grade spiritual crystal. Is a thousand low-grade spiritual crystals expensive? Not expensive. If she could really get it in the past, but now she doesn't have even one.
ah.
With food, accommodation and wages included, when will she save up enough for those thousand low-grade spiritual crystals?
Oh, the salary of Damu, a small-time worker, is one piece of low-grade spiritual crystal per month.
"Actually, it shouldn't be given to us. Because we are apprentices, our food, accommodation and training are all provided by food. There is no need for the low-grade spiritual crystal of one piece per month. But the superiors said that this is pocket money for us, I
I don’t have any flowers either, I’ve saved them all. Hey, Daqing, are you short of money? I’ll lend it to you.”
What a stupid kid, she even took the initiative to borrow money. She is such a nice person?
"how much do you have?"
"I've saved dozens of dollars."
Hu Qing sighed: "Too little, please save more."
As for the Ascension Pond, Damu didn't know either. He didn't even know about other immortal worlds. He wasn't at the level where he needed to know those yet.
After knowing the fare of the teleportation array, Hu Qing devoted himself to studying cooking skills. In addition to practicing with Damu, he also studied cooking books.
By the way, why is it called the esophagus instead of the kitchen path? The kitchen path is easier to pronounce. The sound of the esophagus always reminds me of gastroenterology and medicine.
Ye Xi: Oh, because I don’t like people named Chef.
"Master Han, you are here." Hu greeted with a slight smile.
Mr. Han stretched out his hand and pinched a handful of shredded vegetables she had cut. Damu said hurriedly beside him: "You can cut it better than me."
Mr. Han said: "It's not as good as you."
Da Mu choked and shook his head suspiciously. His hair was covered, so he couldn't scratch his head when chopping vegetables.
Hu Qing was also puzzled and sincerely asked for an explanation: "Master Han, do you think I am wrong?"
Master Han said: "This is not your way."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Master Han, you think too highly of me. I am just an ordinary person, and I have never entered any realm."
Mr. Han shook his head at her, put the shredded cabbage in his mouth, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Hu Qing was confused and asked Damu: "What do you mean?"
Damu was also confused: "Of course you can't be a Taoist. How old are you?"
Hu Qing Heixian, yes, she is still a baby. But what does Mr. Han mean by that?
Hu Qing thought for a long time and felt that since Mr. Han took the initiative to talk to her, she would hit him with a stick and take the initiative to pester him. After that, Hu Qing went to look for Mr. Han. Sometimes she couldn't find him, and sometimes she couldn't find him.
She could see her once, twice or three times, but Mr. Han ignored her. But ten times, twenty times, thirty times, Mr. Han was too embarrassed to ignore her.
"Cut the vegetables for me to see."
Be light and excited and perform well.
Mr. Han shook his head: "I have no time."
Hu Qing retreated smoothly.
Later, with a look from Mr. Han, Hu Qing started chopping vegetables without saying a word, and then with another look from Mr. Han, Hu Qing withdrew without saying a word.
Everyone watched these processes, laughing and joking that Mr. Han was impatient and admiring Hu Qing's patience. They didn't even notice that she was impatient. She was much calmer than when they first came in.
Mr. Han thought to himself: I am afraid that this person is too calm and too independent-minded to be taught.
Since the first day he ate the dishes cooked by Hu Qing, he was keenly aware of something in it that he could not describe and did not possess. He decided in his heart that Hu Qing had something special in his esophagus. That feeling was similar to discovering a kind of food.
Ingredients or menus he had never seen before, a completely unfamiliar ratio. He wanted to understand and study it, but he couldn't start.
Teach her, lest it be self-defeating and cause her to lose her original uniqueness. Don't teach her, because he hasn't found a way to let Hu Qing display her uniqueness.
Sad people.
Hu Qing didn't know Mr. Han's tangled thoughts. She didn't understand what kind of flowers should be cut out when cutting vegetables. She had obviously seen other people cutting vegetables and imitated them. It was just like that!
Ask the silk cloth.
Silk cloth: "You ask me, a weapon spirit who can't eat anything?"
Hu Qing: "Why do I feel that you are getting more and more resentful now?"
Silk cloth: "Guess? After finally arriving in the fairy world, the person I followed is working as a cook. Oh, not even a cook, just a helper who can't even chop vegetables."
Hu Qing: "." Don't care about luck with things that are not human beings.
The next day, she changed to a clean rapier when she showed it to Mr. Han. She tossed the dish upwards and the light and shadow changed, and the shredded vegetables fell neatly on the plate.
Mr. Han was angry: "Is this a sideshow? Get out of here."
Hu Qing walked out with his head hanging, okay, no points for acrobatics.
Then she changed to an old and stupid kitchen knife that Damu got from somewhere. As soon as he took it out, Mr. Han's face twitched. He endured his anger and watched her finish cutting everything and scolded her to get out.
Hu Qing smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Master Han. Look at the knife. It looks so dark. Maybe there is the soul of an immortal chef living in it."
Mr. Han wanted to take action: "That's dirt that hasn't been cleaned! I'll shoot anyone who comes back with this kind of junk in the future!"
Pushing Hu Qing out: "It's not about the knife, it's about you."
Hu Qing was confused and asked when he was arrested: "What's my problem?"
How could anyone know? If they figured it out, they would be as powerful as Mr. Han.
He went back to the room and sat down. He poured himself a cup and said, "Yes, I must have a talent for the esophagus. Otherwise, why would Mr. Han tease me? My cooking is delicious, and Shuanghua said it is good. But Mr. Han
What problem are you talking about?"
The silk cloth couldn't help her.
After thinking about it for a long time, Hu Qing couldn't help but feel discouraged. She really had no direction to work hard. She had been working hard all day long, and even her hands and heart, as a weapon refiner, were scratching and scratching.
Many days passed like this, and half a year had passed since Hu Qing entered the restaurant. During this period, she called the gold-swallowing divine beast but did not get a response. It must be that she was too far away from Xiaoli Realm. The messenger in the fairy world is not easy to use across the realm.
.As long as she can be sure that Hu Nuan is safe, she can be stable.
In more than half a year, she cut enough vegetables to build a house, but she still couldn't get through to Master Han, and she couldn't earn a piece of spiritual crystal.
Hu Qing had no other choice. At least food and accommodation were provided here, and he could also inquire about news.
Don't be anxious, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.
