Lu Yang and the others silently averted their gazes and tried to reduce their sense of presence.
Looking at the ferocious expressions on the faces of the five senior brothers, I am afraid they may have the urge to kill and silence them.
"Speaking of which, do you want to guess what good food I ordered for you? It must be something you like to eat." Meng Jingzhou said in a low voice, fearing to attract the attention of the five senior brothers who were eating the butchered vegetables.
Lu Yang was confused as to how Meng Jingzhou knew what he liked to eat.
"How do you know what Senior Brother Lu likes to eat?" Tao Yaoye asked in a smaller voice.
Meng Jingzhou gestured with his thumb and showed a bright smile with eight teeth: "I specifically asked Senior Sister."
Lu Yang suddenly had a bad feeling.
“The Yong Tau Foo is here!”
“Freshly made tofu puffs!”
"Scallions mixed with tofu."
“Ma Po Tofu.”
The waiter announced the names of the dishes while serving them, and a tofu banquet with full color, flavor and flavor was presented in front of Lu Yang. Even Tao Yaoye, who was not very interested in tofu, wanted to have a good meal when he smelled the aroma.
Every time he shouted, Lu Yang's face would turn pale.
Meng Jingzhou was a little proud: "Senior Sister said that you didn't eat anything else for a while, you ate tofu every day, every meal, and you said something like 'Tofu God' in your sleep."
"I thought you liked tofu very much."
"Don't be too moved. My family told me that when you invite someone to a meal, you should inquire about their preferences in order to show sincerity. Although I don't agree with my family's views most of the time, I agree with this point."
"I specially came to Baixianglou and ordered a tofu feast. Don't underestimate these dishes. They look ordinary. In fact, they are all soybeans, which are only one-of-a-kind spiritual beans. The side dishes are all aged elixirs.
, the water that is still useful is pure water obtained by melting the marrow of ice in the far north..."
Lu Yang's face suddenly turned whiter than tofu.
What are your preferences?
…
When the diners were satisfied with their food and left Baixianglou with bulging bellies, the waiter quickly wiped the tables, set up the stools, and sorted out the dishes and chopsticks. When he was free, he thought about Lu Yang's problem again.
After taking Bigu Pill, is it considered eating or Bigu?
Seemingly ordinary questions hide mysteries, and the more I think about them, the more philosophical they become.
It seems that among the newly recruited disciples this time, there are people with extremely high understanding, and they will definitely do something great in the future!
"Hey, cook, let me ask you a question." The waiter came to the kitchen and asked the question to the pig butcher.
The heat wave in the kitchen, during the Qi training period, will burn the root of the fire poison if you are lucky, and will torture you for a lifetime. If you are unlucky, your internal organs will be burned directly, and only a skeleton will be left.
To cook heavenly and earthly treasures, celestial beings and rare treasures, it is impossible to use ordinary fire. Among other things, just to burn pig hair for a wild boar in the Nascent Soul stage, you must at least use the flames refined in the late stage of the Golden Elixir.
The power of this kind of flame is naturally terrifying.
The waiter ignored the terrifying heat in the kitchen and fanned himself casually with the towel on his shoulder. The heat disappeared completely and was replaced by a refreshing feeling.
"What's the matter? Want to learn how to kill a pig with me?"
The waiter glared: "Why should I learn this? I thought of a philosophical question related to cooking to test you."
The cook who was washing the stove was happy and stopped washing. He threw the brush aside and crossed his legs: "You ask."
"You said that after taking the Bigu Pill, does it count as eating or Bigu?"
The cook sneered and didn't even think about it. Just when he was about to tell the answer, he lost his voice.
Yes, does it count as eating or as fasting?
The cook looked at the waiter suspiciously: "No, your IQ is obvious to all. How could you think of such a problem with your IQ?"
The waiter said angrily: "As for the pig butcher, I tell you, don't look down on people!"
"So this question is on your mind?"
"no."
The two discussed it and felt that it was too early to think about this kind of problem with their own minds, so they brought the problem to the poster.
The fragrance of tea is condensed into simple characters, which are obscure and mysterious. The host is ironing the pot, setting the tea, warming the cup... tasting the tea, his movements are like flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.
The host is a beautiful woman with a luxurious temperament, as white as jade, with a faint star pattern printed on her forehead.
She looked helplessly at the waiter and the cook, wondering if there was too little work and she had too much time to think about such boring problems.
"Don't be fooled by the name of Bigu Pill. The function of Bigu Pill is not to fasten grains, but to refine the food into an elixir that slowly decomposes in the abdomen, thereby achieving the effect of not eating for a long time."
"Bigu Dan is essentially food."
"Understood?"
The cook thought thoughtfully: "I understand, so the alchemist who refines the Bigu Pill is actually the same person as me."
The waiter in the shop sneered and said mockingly: "Don't flatter yourself, at most you are in the same company as Dan Tong who fanned the flames."
The cook became furious, picked up the butcher's knife and slashed at the waiter.
The waiter in the shop was not a vegetarian either. He swung the towel on his shoulder and made a slight metal collision sound. The towel turned into a big iron stick in an instant.
One of them was holding a knife and the other was fighting with a stick. They were like gangsters, and they kept using all kinds of dirty tricks. The host looked helpless. Otherwise, if the wages of these two were cheap, there was nothing he could do to recruit them.
The host blew gently along with the aroma of tea. The aroma of tea was strong and lingered in the hearts of the two of them. They were lost for a while. When they came to their senses, they had already arrived downstairs.
The two of them heard the slightly annoyed and cold voice of the landlord: "Go downstairs and fight. If you break anything, it will be deducted from your wages."
…
Lu Yang didn't know what happened in Baixiang Tower after they left. When he returned to Tianmen Peak after finishing the foundation banquet, his face was as pale as if he had been dead for three days.
The senior sister was wearing an indigo dress and a simple Taoist hairpin. She was sitting cross-legged, three feet above the ground, meditating like a transcendent fairy, without a trace of worldliness.
Yunzhi slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain a thousand worlds, as bright as the night sky. Hallucinations flashed past. Lu Yang rubbed his eyes and saw that Yunzhi was looking at him calmly, and the vision in his eyes had never appeared.
illusion?
"Why is your face so white?"
Lu Yang said angrily: "You asked knowingly. Meng Jingzhou heard from you that I had been eating tofu all the time for a while, so he treated me to a table of tofu on the pretext of celebrating my foundation building."
Lu Yang suspected that his dear senior sister was behind this.
"Meng Jingzhou asked me what you eat the most. In my impression, you ate several jars of tofu when you were practicing with tofu. I just told him what really happened. What's the problem?"
"Then Tofu Tianzun..."
Before Lu Yang could finish speaking, Yunzhi once again replied in a calm tone: "You shouted in your dream to obtain inheritance, and shouted the four words "Tofu Tianzun", I can only paraphrase it."
Lu Yang silently looked at Yunzhi's desireless and innocent eyes, and was defeated.
He always suspected that his senior sister was playing tricks on him, but he had no proof.