Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 74 I'm Really Free
The north wind howled, and the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof rustled.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and the denser snow fell on the roof, and a thin layer of white snow was spread among the grass.

The eaves are all white, and the silver decoration is extraordinarily enchanting.

This is the first snow this winter.

It was raining in the hall, and Su Fan sat on the recliner, watching the snowflakes falling outside.

Seeing that the teapot on the tan stove next to him was boiling, he took it down and brewed a pot of spiritual tea for himself.

I poured myself a glass and tasted it slowly with my eyes closed.

There are only dozens of pieces of spiritual tea that Lao Ye gave him.

When I drank it before, I didn't take it seriously.

Later, there were not many spiritual teas left, so Su Fan wanted to buy some more in the city, but when he asked the price, he almost scared him to death.

The spiritual tea that Lao Ye gave him cost hundreds of spiritual stones a day.

That's right, it's about two sales.

He used to drink such expensive spiritual tea as a cow, he only knew it was delicious, but he had never tasted it carefully.

That's a catty of Duoling tea, adding up to thousands of spirit stones, it's all a disaster for me.

Now Su Fan is much more careful, and only puts two or three slices at a time.

And every cup is tasted carefully. Since he knew the value of spiritual tea, he felt that the tea tasted much better than before.

Su's private kitchen has been in business for more than two months, and the business has been good.

Especially in the past month or so, six private rooms are simply not enough.

But Su Fan still didn't add tables, first-served, first-come, if not reserved, he had to go to the back row, and then the reserved ones were queued a few days later.

Although his ignorance of flattery annoyed the elder sister of the inner sect, she would come over from time to time, but she never gave Su Fan a good face.

Su Fan didn't take it seriously, even if he agreed to the senior sister's request, he would give you a good face.

You are a small casual cultivator, and in the eyes of inner disciples, you are not even a grass.

The most exasperating thing is that Liu He is getting more and more sloppy, and there are actually a few followers from outside sects behind him.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Su Fan frowned, who is this early in the morning.

He lazily got up from the reclining chair and wanted to go to open the door. After walking a few steps, he turned back and brought the teapot on the clay stove into the house.

"Who is..."

He came to the gate of the courtyard and yelled out.

"Fellow Daoist Su, it's me..."

Su Fan recognized that this person was a neighbor of his.

When he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man named Feng Qi standing outside.

He was nearly fifty years old, with a thin and long face, a short beard, and a smile, but his eyes were long and narrow.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Daoyou Feng, the cultivation technique has gone one step further..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Feng Qi's face flushed red.

"Alas... After being stuck for more than ten years, I finally made a breakthrough..."

Su Fan led Feng Qi into the yard, and the two sat down under the umbrella, and poured him a glass of boiled water.

"I don't have spiritual tea here, just boiled hot water, don't be surprised, fellow daoists..."

Feng Qi picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Fellow Daoist, your business is doing well. I think someone came here from Cangjiu City on purpose just to take a bite out of your family."

Su Fan smiled calmly, but sneered in his heart.

Paralyzed, in the end it was noticed by someone with a heart.

"They're all friends from the sect. I'm tired of eating restaurants in the city and want to try farm game. I'll help make arrangements."

Feng Qi glanced at Su Fan in astonishment, and said, "Do you know someone from Yin Luozong?"

"Well, there are a few fellow villagers in the sect who have always taken good care of me."

"What I said, you can recruit so many sect disciples, they are very generous."

Su Fan shook his head, and said, "It's not bad, but I can't afford it..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Feng Qi's eyes showed a trace of greed.

"Fellow Daoist Su, then you are amazing, the spirit stones of Zongmen disciples are not easy to earn."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Feng Qi left with an excuse.

Su Fan sent Feng Qi outside the yard, looked at the other's back, and twitched his nose.

He turned around and entered the yard with a thought.

Whoosh! !

There was a chilly breath coming from behind, and Sister Zhen came out of nowhere.

Su Fan conveyed a thought, and Sister Zhen disappeared again.

He sneered, "If you don't do it, you won't die."

Su Fan was still puzzled, a few days ago, he hadn't completed the fifth level of Qi training, how could he break through today, it turned out he was worshiping a golem.

He used the "Smell the Fragrance Technique" just now and noticed a trace of the golem's breath.

In fact, what Feng Qi worshiped had nothing to do with him.

But this guy is obviously trying to get his idea, which is so unreasonable.

At noon, Su Fan finished the main dishes for the six tables, and sat in the yard waiting for customers to come.

"Boom..."

The gate of the courtyard was kicked open, and the senior sister led a group of people into the courtyard.

There was obvious anger on her face, and she didn't show any kindness when she saw Su Fan.

"In order to come to your poor place, I braved the heavy snow and flew for an hour, I really have nothing to do..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "Senior Sister, I specially made a few pots for you. They are all new flavors. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

"Humph……"

The senior sister glared at him, and went into the private room angrily.

Liu He, like a dog's leg, trotted after him, and made a face at him when he entered the door.

Su Fan didn't pay attention to him at all, and now he is very annoyed by this guy's behavior.

It's snowing, so he specially added a few pots, which are quite special dishes.

"Stewed lamb spine with sauerkraut", "stewed beef offal with radish", "spicy duck head in dry pot", "stewed braised pork with dried beans", "stewed ribs with kidney beans", "simple version of spicy hot pot", each pot has The rice bowl is so big.

Served with a few refreshing mixed vegetables, and a few light vegetable stir-fries.

Just for this meal, why don't you give me ten middle-grade spirit stones?

Under the six pots were spiritual charcoal, and the pots were bubbling and bubbling. Before they could eat, the senior sister and the others were drooling.

Su Fan also poured the spirits into small hip flasks, scalded them with boiling water and served them up.

It was snowing heavily outside, the north wind was blowing loudly outside the window, but the private room was as warm as spring.

Eating a steaming pot and drinking hot liquor is really a great pleasure in life.

After arranging all the dishes for the six tables, Su Fan returned to his small courtyard.

Whoosh! !

A gust of wind blew, and Sister Zhen appeared behind Su Fan and conveyed a message to him.

Su Fan waved Sister Zhen away, then sneered.

Paralyzed, it really makes people think about it.

The door has already been touched twice, this time Su Fan is going to nip the crisis in the bud.

On a cold winter night, the biting cold wind was still blowing, exuding a biting chill.

The snow is still falling, and the snowflakes are overwhelmingly falling from the sky, and the wilderness is a desolate landscape.

Su Fan braved the heavy snow and ran on the snow.

Sister Zhen sent a thought, and he stopped slowly, looking at the valley in front of him with cold eyes through the boundless snow curtain.

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