On the bank of Yanming Lake, inside the kitchen of Chen Mansion.
The fireworks were full of smoke, and Jiang Chun continued to stir-fry the mutton, and the sound of the tender mutton overflowed.
As a practitioner of Dongxuan, Jiang Chun used the vitality of heaven and earth to wash away other smells on the mutton.
He also used Zhi Shou Guan's kendo technique, which was not taught to outsiders, to cut the mutton into small pieces with a kitchen knife.
Finally put it into the pot and stir-fry, it has already taken less than half an hour.
After Jiang Chun searched in the kitchen for a long time, he broke up some common vegetables and threw them into the pot.
At this time, a distinguished guest also came outside the Chen Mansion, the world-famous Talisman Master, Master Yan Se.
A black horse, pulling a heavy carriage, stopped not far outside Chen's residence.
Yan Se, who rarely changed into a Taoist robe, stepped down from the carriage, walked to the door of Chen's house, and shouted: "The distinguished guest has arrived, why is no one here to greet the guest!"
The sudden sound brought the distracted concierge back to his senses instantly.
The concierge opened the main door and bowed: "It turns out that Master Yan Se is visiting. I will go and inform Mr. Chen right now."
The concierge turned around and was about to leave. Yan Se waved his hand and said, "Daoyou Chen and I are good friends who sit down and talk. Do we still need to communicate through communication?"
At this time, the smell of meat floated to the tip of Yan Se's nose with the breeze.
"Go and do your own work! I'm a big living person, how can I get lost?"
Yan Se walked in the direction where the smell of meat was coming. The concierge smiled helplessly and walked towards the pavilion facing the lake.
This Master Yan Se is indeed as dishonest as the rumors say!
In the kitchen!
The cook in charge of cooking swallowed his saliva to see how the Taoist made this dish.
If you put it in one of the big restaurants in Chang'an City, it would be worth hundreds of gold.
But with the miraculous methods of this man just now, it is estimated that the major restaurants in Chang'an City cannot hire him.
Outside the kitchen.
Yan Se looked at the Taoist with his eyes and said with a smile: "Jiang Chun, did I recognize you that night?"
"The girl Hongxiu recruits is pretty good. Can I take you to see her tomorrow?"
As the evening approached last night, he took a casual glance and recognized Jiang Chun in this temple.
The cultivation of the Dongxuan realm, even in the secular world, is definitely a genius.
If that idiot Wang Jinglue encounters Jiang Chun, he will have no choice but to run away.
It's just a pity to say that Jiang Chun is not good at fighting, but he is good at cooking, which means that there are few people inside.
If it were another school of spiritual practice, wouldn't it be better to give him a beating with a stick first and then lock him up to think about his mistakes?
Jiang Chun listened to this familiar voice, put the empty water ladle in his hand on the stove, bowed and said: "Jiang Chun, I have met Master Yan Se's uncle."
His lineage is relatively prosperous, but as soon as this lineage becomes prosperous, his generation will also fall.
He is only three or two years younger than Master Ye, but he is a whole generation younger than Master Ye.
Yan Se walked into the kitchen, signaled the cook to leave, opened the lid of the pot, picked up a piece of tender mutton with chopsticks, chewed and tasted it carefully, and said: "You are still the same as before. If the mutton loses its flavor,
Taste, is it considered good lamb?"
What you eat when you eat mutton is its taste. If you wash the taste with the vitality of heaven and earth, you have lost the essence of mutton.
Jiang Chun lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "Master Yan Se's words make sense, and I have learned from him."
However, Yan Se directly took a bowl full of mutton. He smiled and said: "No matter whether you eat or not, don't waste it. You must pay attention to it next time."
Yan Se kept raising money in his hands, and Jiang Chun was helpless after seeing it.
He is two generations older, what can he say?
I had to pick up the sea bowl and eat the mutton with the steamed buns, and when I ate too fast, I would drink a ladle of water.
The concierge of the Chen Mansion, the secret guard who came from Tianshu, notified Chen Xuan and returned to the room.
But the concierge's mind has always been on the former Taoist priest in the kitchen.
The person from Xiling is also a practitioner of the Dongxuan realm, plus that Taoist idiot who is famous all over the world.
This Chen Mansion made it increasingly difficult for him to see through.
Ye Hongyu, who had just had his morning meal, walked hand in hand with Chen Xuan outside the kitchen leisurely.
The scene of Jiang Chun and Yan Se feasting on food in the kitchen naturally caught their eyes.
Ye Hongyu suddenly felt that the food he had just used was not too sweet.
Jiang Chun's stewed meat was not told to her, her uncle, which was really a bit disobedient to her elders.
Ye Hongyu bowed and said: "Ye Hongyu, I have met Master Yan Se."
Chen Xuanzuo bowed and said: "I have met fellow Taoist Yan Se."
Hear the words.
Yan Se in the kitchen put the bowl of sea food on the stove, and wiped it on his sleeves casually with his hands full of grease.
Seeing that Ye Hongyu was here, Jiang Chun devoured the last piece of mutton before putting down the bowl.
Yan Se smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I've taken the liberty of visiting you, so don't blame me."
"That night when I saw Jiang Chun driving and lingering in the red sleeves, I guessed that it was Master Ye who had come to Chang'an."
"Last night, when I was ugly, I saw an iron sword flying across Chang'an, and finally returned to the bank of Yanming Lake. I guessed that Master Ye was at the corner of the Chen Mansion."
"It's just that this kid Jiang Chun has completely eliminated the smell of mutton. It's really a pity."
Jiang Chun's expression changed, his face drooped, and he said: "Uncle Master, the mutton you eat is a delicious dish that I stewed for half an hour and spent a lot of mental energy."
When you are eating the cook's food, you still have to say that the cook's cooking is not delicious. What can you do?
Chen Xuan waved his hand and said: "Fellow Taoist Yan Se is here to visit, why should I venture to say anything."
"I just don't know that Fellow Taoist Yan Se came to visit in a hurry without using the food. What's the important thing?"
When Yan Se heard that Chen Xuan asked what was going on, he said angrily: "Fellow Daoist Chen, Master Nephew Ye, you two may be arguing or arguing, but that sword really scared a lot of people."<
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"The supervisor of the Qintian Prison, holding the token given by Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty, rode into the palace and said the wrong thing. He was beaten thirty feet. If he hadn't had the cultivation level of Dongxuan realm, he would have died long ago." He saw a sword and was passing by Chang'an, but in the eyes of others, this was a huge change in the sky.
Ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty didn't know much, but they only liked the rumors.
In the eyes of caring people, the specious bolide circled Chang'an last night.
It is already a celestial image of the same level as the celestial image of Yinghuo Shouxin.
Ye Hongyu remained silent. She benefited a lot from Chen Xuan's sword attack last night.
Chen Xuan nodded from time to time, and then said calmly: "I only have that sword to show to others, but now it seems that I really didn't think twice about it."
"The real person does not show his appearance, the appearance is not the real person, the real person does not show his appearance in front of others."
A small appearance of a Taoist cultivator turns out to be so powerful.
The sword strike last night could be regarded as a little willfulness on his part. After all, he has just passed the weak crown, only five or six years ago.