Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 18

“Little girl, what do you want to do!”

As soon as Xue Linglong rushed over, Ling Xinzhu grabbed the back collar, hanging in the air like a hamster.

At the moment, Ling Xinzhu’s eyebrows were cold, and she looked cute like a puppet cat that protects food.

Immediately afterwards, another person walked in the bedroom, Nangong Li was like an iceberg, and the whole room became refreshed as soon as he came in.

“Sister Nangong, why are you here?” Ling Xinzhu asked a little shyly.

“Your Majesty, you didn’t see it just now, Senior Sister Xinzhu and Zhou Xuan were rolling their sheets…uuuuu”

Xue Linglong’s mouth was firmly covered by Ling Xinzhu, who was ashamed and angry, and said: “Xue Linglong, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will seal your mouth.”

Speaking of the pinch of the right hand, wisps of spiritual light gathered in the palm of the hand, turning into a “seal” character.

Xue Linglong immediately became obedient, and made a zipper action on her mouth with her hand.

Nangong Li looked at Zhou Xuan and said, “Situ Jiannan and Shi Qiaojue have already arrived, and they have opened a bookstore next door to you. They are going to visit you.”

Xue Linglong struggled to escape from Ling Xinzhu’s hand, and ran to Zhou Xuan’s side to stand on her toe, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said old-fashioned:

“You are the boyfriend of Senior Sister Xinzhu, and that is the family member of our Taoist Academy. I will cover you.”

Ling Xinzhu was so embarrassed by Xue Linglong’s words that water vapor was about to come out of her head.

Zhou Xuan looked at Xue Linglong with some curiosity. She felt her hair exploded. He stared angrily and asked, “What are you doing staring at me like this? I tell you, don’t pay attention to me. My love is all. Dedicated to Her Majesty the Queen.”

Click!

A faint lightning fell on Xue Linglong’s head, and the soft long hair turned into an explosive head in an instant, while Xue Linglong smiled idiotically.

“The whipping of your Majesty’s love is still so enthusiastic!”

Zhou Xuan looked at Xue Linglong, who was like a slut, and smiled: “I’m just curious, how can you cover me with such a small man?”

Xue Linglong immediately woke up from the state of fascination, pinched her waist proudly, and said: “Huh, don’t think I am only the ninth seat of the Taoist Academy, but it is more than enough to deal with a nerd and a little bald donkey.”

Nangong Li frowned and reprimanded: “Xue Linglong, you don’t need to be silent. Since you have joined this guard team, you represent our Taoist Academy.”

“Got it,” Xue Linglong agreed, but soon the sly gaze in the black and white eyes of this guy flickered, and she whispered to Zhou Xuan:

“Zhou Xuan, I protect you, should you pay a protection fee?”

“I have no money,” Zhou Xuan shook his head.

Xue Linglong said with a smile on her face: “Based on your relationship with Senior Sister Xinzhu, wouldn’t it be too strange to charge you money?”

“Do you know that I am an anchor? I have millions of fans on the Tiger Shark live broadcast.”

Zhou Xuan asked curiously: “So what?”

“Let’s cooperate. Last time I broadcasted live at your restaurant, your luminous cuisine brought me 300,000 new fans.”

“Now my fans are clamoring for me to continue broadcasting your cooking.”

Zhou Xuan squeezed his chin, looked at Xue Linglong, who was staring at him with expectation, and said, “It’s not impossible, but you have to pay for it!”

“What, want me to give you money?”

Xue Linglong was stunned. She stretched out her hand to pinch Zhou Xuan’s face. Why is she so thick-skinned?

“Okay, stop making trouble, Situ Jiannan and Shi Qiaojue are already waiting outside.”

Zhou Xuan looked out the window and saw two figures, one big and one small, standing under the cherry tree.

Situ Jiannan was in his twenties, wearing a blue shirt, eagerly reached out to pick up the fallen cherry blossoms, and then carefully clamped a petal into the book he was holding.

The little figure was a little monk, he looked like he was only eight or nine years old, he was spotlessly dressed in a white monk robe, his hands clasped together, his eyes drooped, as if nothing in this world could arouse his attention.

When Zhou Xuan brought the three daughters to the courtyard, he immediately attracted the attention of the two.

“If you want to come, this is Zhou Hunchu. I’m going to Situ Jiannan. Please take care of me in the future.”

Situ Jiannan nodded to Zhou Xuan, with an appropriate smile on his face, but his eyes scanned Zhou Xuan back and forth several times, as if he wanted to see through everything about Zhou Xuan.

“Amitabha Buddha, little monk Shi Qiaojue, dharma name Wukong, met Zhou donor.”

The little monk Shi Qiaojue meticulously struck Zhou Xuan with a Buddhist ceremony, his eyes were also fixed on him, and curious eyes finally appeared in the eyes that were originally indifferent to anything.

Zhou Xuan invited the group to the restaurant to take a seat, and then asked Situ Jiannan: “I heard that there was a Confucian who made luminous dishes?”

Situ Jiannan nodded, and said, “That’s a semi-sage in my Confucian sacred literary palace, named Su Dongpo. He invented Dongpo meat, which is braised pork.”

“According to the Confucian history records in the Wengong Collection, Su Dongpo Bansheng was originally a four-ranked Confucian, but he comprehended the saying of Confucian sage “not tired of eating fine, not tired of meticulous”, and based on this statement, he created a dish of Dongpo meat. .”

“When Dongpo Meat was first born, the sky was red, and the fragrance floated in the house for three days before it dissipated.”

“And Su Dongpo made a breakthrough immediately and achieved the third-rank and half-saint status.”

Situ Jiannan asked suddenly: “Zhou Hunchu, do you know why my Confucian Sage Wen Palace attaches so much importance to your luminous cuisine, and even the chief of mine came to cooperate with you?”

Zhou Xuan shook his head, which is exactly what he wanted to know.

Situ Jiannan sighed, and said: “My Confucian Meng Ke Ya Sheng once said that “the gentleman is far away from his house”, which caused many scholars to stay away from cooking, but Su Dongpo’s half-sage changed his stereotypes and became a half-sage with a piece of Dongpo meat. It happened to confirm a conjecture of Kong Shengren.”

“Kong Shengren once said: Whoever can master the secrets of food will be able to understand the way of heaven and become the seventh supreme god!”*