"Red dandelion seeds have a numb taste, and when used as medicine, they have the effect of eliminating evil and righteous qi" The fat man remained expressionless.
"what about this?"
"what about this?"
"what about this¡¡"
Luo Enen asked endlessly, and the fat man answered tirelessly, his expression already so tense that it was almost dull.
Next to them, Ye Wuse and Liu Sanjue were "watching", their eyes followed Luo Enen's little hand up, down, up again, down again at some point, thin pimples oozed from the foreheads of both of them. Sweat, condensed into sweat beads, flowed into the collar as the head shook up and down, but they didn't even dare to wipe it, for fear that if they were not careful, they would let Lonen add some ingredients into the pot.
Of course, this is also because the person standing in front of him is Luo Enen. If it is someone else, it doesn't matter even if all the seasonings are poured into the dish together. But Miss Luo is different, she can even boil the simplest lotus seed porridge to become highly poisonous, such as green cornel flowers, purple fragrant leaves, the medicinal properties of red dandelion seeds are much stronger than lotus seeds.
"What about this one?" Lonen picked up another porcelain bottle.
"Ah I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, you just poison me to death." Liu Sanjue thought that he had gone through hardships and wasted his life, and he had already cultivated his heart as hard as iron. Only then did he realize that he had overestimated his will , finally let out a cry of grief and rushed out of the kitchen. Rather than staying here and suffering, it is better to let her be poisoned to death.
"That's all, life is no joy, death is no trouble, fate is doomed for a few days, so do what you want." Ye Wuse sighed, and also walked out, with an expression that was unprecedentedly tragic.
"What do you mean?" Looking at Ye Wuse's bleak back, Luo Enen asked inexplicably.
"Life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are in the sky." The fat man said dumbly.
"I'm just watching you cook, isn't it so scary?" Lonen was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses, and said with a depressed face.
"I think, I'd better poison myself to death." The fat white man stared at Luo Enen for a long time, with a numb face, and said in a hopeless manner
In order not to let Fatty Bai commit suicide, Lornen finally left the kitchen. Of course, when he left, he was sad and his eyes were full of loneliness.
Seeing her gloomy appearance, Ye Wuse and the others felt a little sad, but soon they adjusted their mood again: it is better for one person to be sad than everyone else No, no, if If Miss Luo was really happy, they might not even have the chance to be sad.
In the blue sky like washing, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and spiritual clouds gathered one after another.
"Someone has been promoted." A disciple named Yunchuan Sect raised his head, only glanced at it a few times, and then looked back calmly.
Anyway, it is a middle-grade sect, Yunchuan sect has as many as a thousand disciples, and some people are promoted every few days, so it's no big deal.
"Eh, that's not right." But soon, someone raised his head again.
"What's wrong?" The companion next to him looked at him suspiciously.
"It seems to be the residence of the servant disciple." The former said.
"So what?" The latter was even more inexplicable.
What happened to the handyman disciple? Handyman disciples also need to practice, as long as they practice, of course they will be promoted. And because their own cultivation base is not high and the starting point is too low, the handyman disciples who are just getting started are even promoted faster than the core disciples. What's wrong with this?
"It's Lu Linfeng's residence." The former finally gave the answer. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com