Ye Chenfeng met the boss's doubtful eyes, ignored them, turned around and left.
The leader wanted to jump around again.
No one wanted to ask, because they knew Ye Chenfeng would not answer if asked.
Yinglong took Tianmiao around everywhere. Although Tianmiao had wandered around the Canglang Sect before, he never showed up. This time, it was Yinglong who led her around in a swaggering manner.
"Sir, that's the most delicious canteen in the Canglang Sect. Every peak has a kitchen, but only Danxiu's canteen at Qingqian Peak has the best cooking skills." Ying Long said with a mean smile, "Sir, you
Guess why?"
Without waiting for Tianmiao to answer, Yinglong laughed shamelessly: "Because they practice elixir refining every day, I don't know if the elixir is perfect, but their grasp of the temperature of the fire is ranked first in the Canglang Sect. There are many of them.
The alchemist's side job became a chef. Not to mention, the craftsmanship is really good. They also opened restaurants in some cities, and the business is very good. Come on, sir, I will take you to eat."
After Yinglong finished speaking, he took Tianmiao straight to the canteen of Qingqian Peak.
When Yinglong appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria of Qingqing Peak, the whole Qingqing Peak was shocked.
Uncle Yinglong has never moved from his home for a hundred years. Every time he has delicious food, someone will deliver it to him. The person who delivers the food is often sprayed with water. However, there are still many people competing for this job. Because Uncle Yinglong is in a good mood.
When he is good, he will give some advice, which will benefit the person delivering the food a lot.
The uncle must have come to their cafeteria today to eat delicious food. Otherwise, could he still sleep in the cafeteria?
Does this mean that if you please Uncle Yinglong, there will be many benefits?
When they thought of this, everyone was excited.
When looking at the stunning woman next to Ying Long, everyone was confused, who is this?
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng, who looked indifferent, also stepped into the cafeteria.
Everyone couldn't help but want to look at the sky.
What day is today?
Uncle Ying Long came to their cafeteria. Is this the first time that the Canglang Sect’s number one genius came to their cafeteria?
Are you all here to eat?
Soon, everyone knew the identity of the woman next to Ying Long.
That was the sword spirit that Ye Chenfeng obtained from the magic weapon in the secret realm!
It's called Tianmiao.
It is said that he is also a friend of Uncle Yinglong.
It's amazing, the three people who came to their cafeteria today are all powerful people.
"Where are the people? What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and bring your special dishes. If you eat them every day and decide which one is better, I will give you a big reward," Ying Long shouted, slapping the table.
No one thought it was an insult.
First of all, Yinglong is the uncle. He has the capital and qualifications.
Secondly, he said that there are many rewards, which are definitely good things that even money can't buy! It will definitely be something of great benefit to their cultivation.
"Senior, please sit down for a while, and I will make you the braised pork that is my specialty. Senior came here today and made us feel splendid. I will definitely use my lifelong skills to make this dish. This dish
The dish is an ancestral recipe passed down from my family, it is fat but not greasy..." A clever monk stepped forward to greet him, and after flattering him, he boasted about himself.
"Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly. If it's delicious, you'll definitely get the benefits." Ying Long interrupted the monk's bragging, urged him, and said to the other monks who gathered around him, "Stop flattering me here, hurry up and cook it."
As cultivators, can flattering you make progress? No! You have to work down-to-earth." At the end of the sentence, Yinglong's tone had become serious and thoughtful.
When the monks heard this, they felt ashamed and retreated in a hurry to the kitchen.
"A bunch of flatterers, don't they know that there is no future in flattery?" Yinglong scorned, then turned to Tianmiao with a flattering smile, "Really, Tiantian, what I said makes sense, right? Tiantian, you have to
Don't drink some tea. This tea is fragrant, and the brewed soup is green and a little sweet. I took all the tea from the leader last time and gave it to him. Only such a good tea can be worthy of our wise and powerful people.
Tiantian. I will send someone to make tea for you, and find a disciple who is the best at making tea."
Ye Chenfeng, who was watching coldly, had a cracked expression on his face.
Konghou and Dongxiao were already laughing like crazy during the exchange of spiritual consciousness.
What about Ying Long's face? Hahahaha, I'm convinced by him. He is worthy of being an old man who has lived for thousands of years. He has such a thick skin.