Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 127 Don't Lose Face of the Zhong Family
Ningquan grass can only be preserved for three hours without the moisture of fire slurry.After three hours, its spiritual power will gradually disappear.

So Qian Zang had to eat the Ningquan grass within three hours.In other words, he must prepare the food for Yang Juanjuan during his cultivation within three hours.

However, before he came to Xuezhi Mountain, he thought that such a situation would happen, so he chose an inn with delicious food in a small town near Xuezhi Mountain in advance.

He paid a month's rent and stipulated what time the waiter would deliver the food every day.These are actually small problems, the key is Yang Juanjuan, he is afraid that she will run out if she can't stay alone.

Because of the incident about the small volcano, Yang Juanjuan dared to run around disobediently, and immediately swore: "Master, don't worry, I will be obedient this time. If I am disobedient, I will be punished and never return home."

She even swore that she would not be able to go home, so Qian Zang naturally believed her words, rubbed her little head and said, "Master, I will end my training as soon as possible, and I will take you out for a while when the time comes, you I will buy you whatever you want to eat as a teacher."

After the master and apprentice made an agreement, Qian Zang ate all twenty Ningquan grass in one gulp, and entered the state of cultivation.

Living alone is very boring, sometimes listening to the voices outside, Yang Juanjuan also wants to open the door and go out to have a look.

But whenever she had such thoughts, she took out the phoenix silver hairpin she bought earlier to have a look, and then thought of the poisonous oath she had made, so her heart could calm down and practice silently.

Every day, she spends a lot of time in cultivation, but her mana has no tendency to increase at all.

Five days have passed, ten days have passed, fifteen days have passed... Her magic power has not increased at all.

Yang Juanjuan was a little discouraged and didn't want to practice anymore. The most terrible thing was that she was very sleepy recently.Sometimes when she was practicing, she fell asleep right away.

When she woke up, she realized that she had fallen asleep during cultivation.

Later she stopped practicing and went to bed after eating.

I don't know what's going on, but she can sleep very well.During the day, except for eating and drinking, she almost slept in bed.

On the 19th day, Qian Zang converted all the spiritual power in his body into mana one day earlier, and ended his practice.

He opened his eyes, let out a breath slowly, and the mana in his body surged out, more pure and thicker than before.This is the effect of Ningquan grass, twenty trees represent 20 years of cultivation.

There are still 20 years of cultivation, and his cultivation will reach 2000.At that time, he can sense where the other souls are and find them one by one.

When Qian Zang woke up, it happened to be midnight, and Yang Juanjuan had already fallen asleep at that time.

I don't know what dream it was, but the corners of Yang Juanjuan's mouth were raised, his mouth was slightly grinning, and his smile was silly, and he squirmed his small mouth twice from time to time, as if he was eating.

Qian Zang had just finished practicing and was in a good state of mind. She couldn't sleep and didn't want to practice, so she sat beside her bed all night.It's also interesting to watch her move her arms and legs for a while.

Yang Juanjuan woke up the next day and saw that Qian Zang woke up. He was so excited that he grabbed his sleeve and kept saying, "Master, you woke up. You finally woke up. I thought you really wanted to wake up." Wake up in a month?"

"I woke up last night." Qian Zang stretched out his hand, and gently tapped her smooth little forehead.

Yang Juanjuan touched his forehead, and said sadly, "Master, when did you wake up yesterday? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"What if I wake you up?" Qian Zang asked her, Yang Juanjuan tilted his head and thought for a while, "I don't know either."

"Since I don't know, what are you calling me for?" Qian Zang shook his head with a smile, "During this time of meditating for Master, have you been disobedient and sneaked out?"

"No." Yang Juanjuan seriously shook his head, took out the phoenix silver hairpin, held it up to Qian Zang and said, "I have wanted to go out and have a look many times, but as soon as I take this out, I don't want to. Because I want to go home, I don't want to never see my parents in this life."

"You did a good job, I'll take you to a restaurant for a big meal." Qian Zang praised with a smile.

"Okay, I'm just hungry." Yang Juanjuan was happy and narrowed his eyes, which turned into thin and curved slits, like a little fox.

Qian Zang rubbed her head, telling her to get dressed quickly.

In the restaurant on the east side of the inn, in the box on the second floor, Yang Juanjuan ordered meals for a table under the pretext of celebrating Qian Zang.

"I ordered so much, are you finished?" Qian Zang asked, and Yang Juanjuan nodded his head and said, "I've finished eating, I've finished eating. I feel like I haven't eaten for several days. I'm very hungry." .”

While talking, Xiao Er had already delivered the food.

Yang Juanjuan was very sleepy yesterday and didn't eat much all day.Now that I have had enough sleep and a good appetite, I almost ate a table of sixteen dishes by myself.

Yang Juanjuan after eating and drinking is very satisfying.

When Qian Zang took her to the pastry shop, she shook her head, saying that she didn't want to eat this or that.

Fortunately, Qian Zang knew her well, and knew that she was full now and didn't want to eat anything.After a while, she will regret that she didn't buy more at that time.

Bought some snacks for Yang Juanjuan to eat on the road, Qian Zang and the others returned to the inn, took a rest, and rushed to the end of the South China Sea before dawn the next day.

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On the second day of February, when the dragon raised its head, it was a good day. On this day, Zhong Xiaotian obtained the qualification of a senior demon catcher and became the youngest senior demon catcher in history.

Steward Zhongtang stood under the stage, watching his young master wearing a blue and black demon catcher clothes with gold patterns, standing handsomely on the stage, accepting the medal of the demon catcher association, shed tears of excitement.

Zhong Xiaotian on the stage was smiling, and the expression on his face seemed to be enjoying himself, but in fact, only he knew that he was almost dying of anxiety.

When will this cumbersome high-level monster catcher certification ceremony end?
"Zhong Xiaotian, congratulations on becoming a high-level demon catcher. This is the token of a high-level demon catcher. With this token, you can call a low-level demon catcher anywhere and at any time to cooperate with you in catching monsters. "

The chairman of the Demon Catcher Association personally sent Zhong Xiaotian the Demon Catcher Token, Zhong Xiaotian took it respectfully, thanked him, and put it on his body.

Of course, obtaining the qualification of a high-level monster catcher does not only possess tokens, but also many things that are useful for catching monsters, such as high-grade talisman papers, complicated spells, and so on.

The chairman of the monster catcher introduced Zhong Xiaotian one by one, and explained the purpose of each one.

Can Zhong Xiaotian say that he saw these things when he was a child?

Even though Zhong Xiaotian was very anxious in his heart and didn't want to hear the chairman of the Monster Catcher Association rambling here, he still patiently listened to him after his lecture.

Because, he can't lose face of the Zhong family!

(End of this chapter)