Looking south to Buzhou, Nanming Kingdom, and Mohua County.
Mohua City is very large, and there are many pedestrians coming and going on the streets. Among them, you can see some immortal cultivators wearing sect costumes. There are also all kinds of shops, making it a bustling scene. If you compare Qingfeng City with Mohua City, the two cities are not comparable at all. After all, Mohua City is also the main city of Mohua County.
It was almost lunch time, and a four-story restaurant named ¡®Pinxianju¡¯ in the city was already full of diners.
For ordinary restaurants, it is unimaginable that all four floors are already full before dinner time. However, in Pinxianju, this scene has long become the norm, because Pinxianju is not An ordinary restaurant, it is a fairy kitchen restaurant.
The kitchen of Pinxianju is very large, with more than a dozen immortal chefs busy inside.
If you are the back cook of an ordinary restaurant, and more than ten chefs are cooking at the same time, then even if the smell of a single dish is fragrant, when the smells of so many dishes are mixed together, the smell will not be called attractive. However, Pinxianju is a Xianchu restaurant after all. The smells produced by more than a dozen chefs cooking dishes at the same time are still mouth-watering after being mixed together. Even the waiters who are used to smelling the smell of Xianchu dishes will not be satisfied when they enter the back kitchen. When cooking, I still can't help but take a few deep breaths intoxicated.
"Is the food ordered by the customer at table seven ready?"
A middle-aged Taoist man entered the kitchen.
"Shopkeeper, the dish ordered by the customer at table 7 will take a while to be ready. The stew time of this dish is not enough, and the flavor will not come out at all."
The Fat Immortal Chef, who was being questioned by the middle-aged Taoist, didn't even turn around as he spoke. He was concentrating on using the Fire Control Technique to stimulate the fire. His eyes were fixed on the milky white soup boiling in the clay pot, as if he was afraid of missing something. Same.
"It's okay, it's just that the guests at table No. 7 were busy, so I had to come over and have a look! Just cook the dishes as you should, and don't spoil the taste just because the guests are anxious." said the middle-aged Taoist.
"Shopkeeper, I know." Fat Immortal Chef said.
"Mr., don't pay much attention to that table of guests from now on. Every time I like to order dishes that take a long time to cook, and I like to rush them every time, I seem to have a sense of superiority." A young woman was cooking on the other side of the stove. spoke.
The young woman is very beautiful, and her cooking skills are so flawless that the middle-aged Taoist is a little crazy.
"What Master said is that the shopkeeper should not pay attention to the guests at that table. He can only deal with it with his words."
A cook said this, then looked at the young woman and said: "Master, if we were in Jixiang Xiaozhu, we would definitely not accept such guests, right?"
"Jixiang Xiaozhu does not accept push orders. This is the rule of the store. Customers who break the rules will naturally not be accepted."
Speaking of Jixiang Xiaozhu, pride appeared on the young woman's face, but after she finished speaking, she sighed again.
"I wonder how Jixiang Xiaozhu is doing these years? Is sir okay?" the young woman murmured.
"Madam, why don't we find some time and go back to Jixiang Xiaozhu?"
The middle-aged Taoist¡¯s eyes lit up, and his voice was full of emotions.
"How can we leave? If both of us leave, Pinxianju won't turn into a mess?" The young woman sighed again.
The middle-aged Taoist said nothing more, but memories surged in his mind. He thought of many people he would often think of. When the images of these memories settled on a young man, the middle-aged Taoist murmured: "Old man Zu, how have you been these past few years?"
The person called "Ancestor" by the middle-aged Taoist is naturally Gu Zheng, while the middle-aged Taoist and the young woman are Yunqing Zhenren and Jin Yan respectively.
After leaving Jixiang Xiaozhu, Master Yunqing and Jin Yan traveled around, and finally came from Dongsheng Yingzhou to Nanzhan Buzhou, and opened this Xianxianju restaurant in Mohua City. The kitchen shop has more than a dozen apprentices.
Due to Yunqing's poor talent in cooking, he did not learn cooking from Gu Zheng in Jixiang Xiaozhu. Therefore, in Pinxianju, his identity is only the shopkeeper of this restaurant, managing the kitchen and teaching. The cooking skills of the disciples are all Jin Yan's responsibility.
Master Yunqing is very idle, saying that he is the shopkeeper of Pinxianju, but in fact he does not take care of things very much. There is a special accounting room for things like settling accounts. The most he can do is socialize with regular customers, and then be responsible for settling some matters that need to be negotiated. Business. After all, fairy coins are not the only currency in circulation in Xianchu shop. Some things involving resource exchange cannot be handled by ordinary clerks.
On the one hand, he is too busy, and on the other hand, he is too bored to stay in front, so Master Yunqing likes to go into the kitchen even if he has nothing to do, even if he is quietly immersed in memories, or watching Jin Yan cooking; Xiong San naturally refused to give up the Lingzhu. For him, the Lingzhu had already been a part of his life.
Xiong San could not persuade Lingzhu to go back with him, and Nu Tao certainly would not allow such a thing to happen. He told Xiong San that letting Xiong San enter the abyss to kill so many aquatic tribes was already a way for him to let Xiong San calm down. Give in, if Xiong San still doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he doesn't mind trying to get the Lingzhu hurt, and he also wants to solve Xiong San's trouble.
Is Xiong San afraid of death? Xiong San is not afraid! If he was afraid of death, he would not go into the abyss without hesitation.
Since he couldn't take away the spirit bead, Xiong San didn't want to live anymore, so he launched a suicidal attack on Nu Tao.
Even if Xiong San launched a suicidal attack, he could not be Nu Tao's opponent. Seeing that Xiong San was about to be killed by Nu Tao, Lingzhu, who was originally controlled by Nu Tao, went crazy.
Although Lingzhu was restrained by the raging waves, he has been thinking of a way to get rid of the raging waves, but this is an extremely difficult road to take, and the chance of success is very slim. Nu Tao has never dared to go too far with the Lingzhu. In addition to the fact that the Lingzhu is useful to him, if he pisses off the Lingzhu, he himself will not feel too good. After all, the Abyss Treasure Tree is already regarded as the demon weapon of the Lingzhu. As a member of the royal family, although he has some control over the Abyss Treasure Tree, only half of the same control rights are with the Lingzhu!
Lingzhu also cares about Xiong San very much. For her, if Xiong San is going to die, her survival will lose all meaning. Even if she can get out of trouble in the future, she will definitely become a walking corpse. This is not what she wants to see. result.
Lingzhu's participation in the battle made Nu Tao furious, but in Nu Tao's view, the direction of the battle was still within his control.
The arrogant and furious Nu Tao made a wrong move. After he beat Xiong San to a near-death state, he did not kill Xiong San immediately. He wanted Xiong San to see with his own eyes how he tortured Lingzhu to vent his anger. the goal of.
Xiong San is not an ordinary demon cultivator. When the angry waves tortured Lingzhu, he awakened the special magical power belonging to his second inner elixir. It was this magical power that changed the direction of the battle. He and Lingzhu joined forces to kill They lost the angry waves that could not have been killed by them.
It¡¯s a pity that before his death, Nu Tao caused the Abyss Treasure Tree to turn into nothingness, and the Lingzhu also suffered fatal backlash. Xiong San could only watch her disappear with the Abyss Treasure Tree.
Xiong San wanted to follow the Lingzhu, but before the Lingzhu disappeared, he told him to live well.
After leaving the abyss, Xiong San wandered like a zombie for five years, and then found a place to sleep for thirty-five years.
The place where Xiong San slept actually belonged to Mohua City. After finishing his slumber, he came to Mohua City. Hearing about the Xianchu restaurant here, he came to take a look.
Xiong San talked about what happened between him and Lingzhu. During this period, he drank a jar of wine. He was shaking as he sat there.
The eight dishes and two soups on the table were placed while Xiong San was telling the story, but Xiong San, who wanted to get drunk, only tasted it.
Although the incident happened to Xiong San, Master Yunqing also felt uncomfortable hearing it. During this period, Xiong San drank as much as he drank, and his body looked shaky.
"Do you want to continue drinking? Or should I arrange a place for you so you can get some sleep first?"
Master Yunqing felt that he would collapse if he drank any more. He didn't know how to comfort Xiong San, so he could only say this.
¡°Let¡¯s have another bowl!¡±
Xiong San raised the wine bowl to Master Yunqing again, and after touching it, they drank it all in one gulp.
Master Yunqing originally thought that Xiong San could still drink some more, but who would have thought that Xiong San would lie down on the ground after just one bowl of wine. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com