After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

Chapter 9 Can I Add a Bowl of Rice?

Hearing this, Zhuge Su stood up "shua", proudly with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"My Zhuge family is not such a bullying family. Xia Shu could resist the temptation of the magic stone and refuse Li Quqin, but Li Quqin just wanted to bribe me by giving me the ingredients for ten third-level sea spirit turtles. It is possible for the Spirit Turtle to help me rise to the fourth level of 'Subtle Mystery', but am I that kind of person?"

Li Qingmeng quickly answered: "No, you are not! Then you came to see me?"

Zhuge Su turned around happily: "Please eat!"

Li Qingmeng: "."

And such good things?

Zhuge Su had already started to take things out of his arms, muttering in his mouth: "They are all too boring. They eat my food to replenish their Dao Qi. They never care whether it is good or not. They only care about the Dao contained in the food. Is there enough air and is it easy to carry.”

As he spoke, he sank into his dantian, his feet were firmly planted, and he stretched into his arms and pulled out violently.

Li Qingmeng watched helplessly as he took out a half-person-high stove, a cauldron, and a spatula one after another, and then looked at Li Qingmeng with piercing eyes, ready to go
Li Qingmeng was so curious that she scratched her head and wanted to check if there was a Doraemon pocket in his arms.

The little fat man's eyes sparkled: "You are different from them. Li Quqin said that you are a fool, your eyes light up when you see food, if I tamper with the food, you will definitely be fooled.

But she doesn't know, I can't spoil food.I came to you because I want to see someone eat my food with relish, just to be happy because it tastes delicious, not to use Dao Qi as the only criterion for judging. "

Li Qingmeng pondered the meaning of his words: "You mean, the food you cook contains what kind of Dao Qi you said?"

Zhuge Su nodded: "Yes, I am a chef, and I practice the way of fireworks in the world. The food I cook can restore people's Dao Qi. However, I am only at the third level of the 'Shapeless Form' state, so I can only cook Bring out food below level three."

Although Li Qingmeng had the original owner's memory before, the original owner's mind and soul were incomplete, and he was ignorant of many things, especially the matters of cultivation, and basically didn't care much.

So she only knows that in this magical world, practitioners can have all kinds of professions. Today is the first time I have seen a chef practitioner.

Zhuge Su pouted impatiently: "Why do you even care about Dao Qi? Do you want to eat it or not?"

Li Qingmeng nodded like a pounding garlic: "Think about it!"

Free things, don't eat for nothing.

Zhuge Su was happy again, and he waved the spatula boldly: "This is the first time you eat food I made, and you are allowed to order."

order? !
The dry rice soul in Li Qingmeng's body was burning, she tentatively asked: "Twice-cooked pork?"

"no problem!"

I saw the little fat man reached into his pocket again and took out a plate of sliced ​​pork belly.
Li Qingmeng has convinced this sixth child.

The stove spontaneously ignited without any wind, and the little fat man's hands were flying with the condiments. He turned the pan and turned the spoon like a god, and after a while, a plate of scorched twice-cooked pork was handed to Li Qingmeng. It was fresh, salty, spicy, delicious, and delicious.

Li Qingmeng took the chopsticks, tasted a slice, and gave the little fat man a thumbs-up: "Authentic! Overbearing! That... can I have another bowl of rice?"

So, under Zhuge Su's cheery onlookers, Li Qingmeng picked up the twice-cooked meat with chopsticks, and then planed a mouthful of rice, and in a short while, the plate and bowl were turned upside down
Li Qingmeng wiped her mouth with a cloth towel in satisfaction, and said, "If you add some wine, it will be perfect."

(End of this chapter)