I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan tried hard to distinguish between left and right.

"Is this the left hand?"

"Is this the one on your right hand?"

He hesitated, his mind was confused, and he had many questions.

At one point, he had a huge confusion about which hand was the left and which was the right.

It seems ridiculous, but Lingpingan has long been used to it.

This would happen to him every time he went to a new place.

Not only is the sense of direction confused, the brain will also forget the concept of left and right.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

I actually met an acquaintance.

"Lingsang!"

"Lingsang!"

At one end of the hall, a Fuso girl wearing a plain white chef uniform saw him and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Qianye-chan!" Lingpingan laughed and walked over.

He felt finally liberated.

"Lingsang! You have come to the imperial capital!" Michiko Chiba bowed deeply.

"I just arrived today..." Lingpingan said. He looked at the chef uniform on the Fuso girl and nodded: "Qianye-chan is dressed like a real chef!"

"Thank you..." Chiba Michiko bowed with great gratitude. She suddenly thought of something and asked: "Lingsang, have you eaten?"

"I'm looking for the kitchen..." He held the room card in his hand and asked, "Qianye-chan, someone told me that I can use this to go to the kitchen to order food?"

Michiko Chiba took the room card.

It has black background and black edges, and the room card is engraved with thin dragon patterns.

"Sure enough, Lingsang is a hidden sage!" she thought.

Michiko Chiba has seen this kind of key card before.

Two days ago, Prince Aikouchi of the Imperial Palace received a similar room card after visiting Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Federation Empire.

It is said that this kind of room card can only be issued by the royal family personally.

The quantity is extremely rare, and heads of state in many countries may not be able to get one.

"Lingsang, please come with me..." Chiba Michiko respectfully returned the room card.

…………………………

Jing Sheng looked at the rustic and walked towards the passage of the royal private kitchen.

He followed immediately.

The woman behind him also followed up with a smile.

So, they saw the country bumpkin walk up to a girl wearing a chef's uniform.

The girl was extremely respectful, almost as if she were practicing discipleship.

The two seemed to say something, and the girl respectfully led the way.

Jing Sheng frowned.

Because he saw the mark on the chef's uniform on the girl's body.

That's a dragon emblem.

The dragon emblem of the Black Guard!

And she's wearing a chef's uniform, so...

Is she a spiritual foodie?

Jing Sheng couldn't help but stop.

Jing Sheng knew something about the world of extraordinary beings.

The cultivation of extraordinary people requires not only talent and hard work, but also a variety of resources.

Spiritual objects, spiritual elixirs, spiritual weapons, spiritual food, and spiritual medicines.

Among them, the way of spiritual food has the ability to turn decay into magic, and even reverse life and death and yin and yang.

Therefore, a good spiritual foodie’s status is higher than his strength.

"What's going on?" Jing Sheng thought, seeing the two people about to enter the range of the royal private chef.

He couldn't help but plead to the woman behind him: "My sister, don't you have an extraordinary pass?"

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

Unexpectedly, the woman actually refused: "Jing Sheng, if you enter the Royal Private Kitchen, you will have to consume points regardless of whether you order food or not!"

"My points are hard-earned!"

The Black Guard's points can be exchanged for various spiritual items and techniques.

Belongs to real hard currency!

Now on the black market, the price of one point has been speculated to 50,000 yuan!

According to the regulations, if a member of the Royal Private Chef who is not a member of the Black Guard enters, one point will be deducted.

All kinds of meals require real money and silver points to order.

The stuff inside is extremely expensive.

Any dim sum costs a few cents.

She can't afford it, let alone spend it!

It should be noted that she still needs to save points so that she can buy the long-awaited magic sword at the Black Guard headquarters next year.

For this reason, in the past two months, she poured all her funds into the black market and purchased points at a premium.

Unfortunately, there are very few people willing to sell.

Even money can't buy it.

To her, every minute is extremely precious now.

"Besides..." the woman laughed: "Jing Sheng, didn't Jing Qing give you a secondary card?"

"If you take Jingqing's secondary card, can't you get in the same way?"

"Deduct one point, Jing Qing won't criticize you, right?!"

Jing Sheng's expression kept changing as he listened.

His brother Jing Qing is the deputy director of Xinfengyang City in the Northern Zhou District of Black Guards.

The monthly salary and allowances add up to only ten cents.

I had to participate in various teaching and training courses given by the black guards, and I could barely save 20 points a month.

And these points are of great use, and they are wasted casually. If it is known...

But……

He felt really uncomfortable as he watched the country bumpkin and the girl walk into the royal private kitchen.

Helpless, he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I get scolded by my brother, I want to go in and take a look!"

He took out a small black card from his arms and walked forward resolutely.

If it was just one point, his brother wouldn't blame him.

The woman behind him saw it and followed him with a smile.

If you can enter the Royal Private Kitchen for free, why not?

……………………

Lingpingan followed Michiko Chiba to a restaurant with a thick tempered glass door.

Michiko Chiba took out her card and swiped it.

With a beep, the door opened automatically.

Lingpingan followed and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he realized that there was a whole other world here.

This place is also a restaurant.

But there are very few people here.

In the entire hall, there were only three or five tables with people dining.

When they saw someone coming in, they all looked back and saw that it was Michiko Chiba, and they all smiled kindly.

"Lingsang..." Michiko Chiba said to Lingpingan: "You can sit down somewhere you like and order food..."

"I still have some things to do, I have to go to the kitchen..."

"Qianye-chan, go get busy!" Lingpingan looked around the restaurant, then hugged his cat and walked to a corner of the restaurant, a table for two by the window.

"Hi!" Michiko Chiba bowed deeply, watched Lingpingan go over, sit down at the dining table, and then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, several chefs who were busy in the kitchen turned around.

"Miss Chiba, are you back?" Their attitude was very respectful.

Michiko Chiba nodded: "Yes, I'm back to work!"

"Then please..." The chef immediately gave up his seat.

In the world of spiritual food, those who are masters are teachers.

In the past two days of work, Chiba Michiko has impressed these people with her extremely precise psychic control and incredible spiritual food skills.

Even ordinary pork, this Fuso girl can cook a treasure that is as good as the top spiritual food.

Therefore, the chef has already reported to the superiors.

Please try to let this Fuso girl stay in the imperial capital after this sorority.

The conditions are easy to say.

As long as she can stay and learn and observe at close range, that's all.

Michiko Chiba nodded, and she happily took over the position of chef.

Then, she pointed to a corner of the restaurant and said to the chef: "Master Zhang, please tell the service desk..."

"If that customer orders food, please inform me!"

"I want to cook for him myself!"

The chef took a look and saw a young man sitting at the window.

He immediately laughed: "Is that Miss Chiba's?"

Chiba Michiko said extremely seriously: "Lingsang is my benefactor!"

"Benefactor?" The chefs raised their heads one after another.

"Yes!" A look of admiration appeared on Chiba Michiko's pretty face: "A humble, timid and useless little fox girl like me..."

"If it weren't for Lingsang..."

"Where is today?!"

The chefs looked at each other thoughtfully.

…………………………

Jing Sheng took his brother's card and swiped it at the door of the private kitchen with great pain.

There was a beep and one point was deducted.

According to the black market price, it is 50,000!

According to the official price of Heiyiwei, it is almost 10,000 yuan (Heiyiwei's internal welfare, members can use money to buy points, 10,000 yuan per point, but there are restrictions, each person can only purchase up to the equivalent of the current year's salary and The sum of the allowances is twice the amount of points!).

Bite the bullet, he walked in.

The woman behind him took the opportunity to follow him.

This can be considered a benefit.

After one person purchases the entry qualification, he or she can bring no more than three people into the private kitchen for free.

Of course, if you order food, points will be calculated separately.

As soon as he entered the door, Jing Sheng immediately smelled a unique aroma that was released after spiritual energy was cooked.

Just smelling the fragrance lifted his spirits.

And in this restaurant, the psychic pressure that was quietly dissipating from the people who were dining also hit their faces.

All of them are school officials!

You can understand it if you think about it.

Those who can come here to spend money can only be the elites of the Black Guards, or the strong ones with a large number of points.

And Jing Sheng saw at a glance that the bumpkin was sitting near the window, pretending to be holding a menu.

His face darkened.

"Jing Sheng..." The woman behind her pulled his sleeve: "Forget it..."

"Those who can get into this place must be strong and expensive..."

The Royal Private Chef is a private chef for extraordinary people.

It is said that all the food here is priceless spiritual food.

Every dish is carefully cooked and prepared by spiritual gourmets.

It’s certainly expensive!

Those who can afford it are either the top powerhouses or the direct descendants of the royal families from various countries who are invited.

No matter which one, Jing Sheng couldn't afford to offend him.

But Jing Sheng's eyes were red and he lowered his voice and replied: "Sister, what do you know?"

"I have offended him!"

Jing Sheng really regretted it now.

I regret that I talked too much.

He knew that Ruona, whom he thought was a 'country bumpkin', was actually a strong man or a noble person.

So……

He might be in trouble.

The extraordinary world is extremely cruel.

Although the guards in black suppress and intimidate them in every possible way, those strong men standing in the clouds still have countless ways to deal with others.

Take what happened today.

If he is really a strong/noble person, just bring a message to his family.

Under fear, his family would give him an explanation without any need for outsiders to take action.

Therefore, Jing Sheng understood that if he turned around and left.

I am afraid that my own destiny will no longer be free.

So, he boldly stepped forward.

…………………………

Lingpingan held the menu and looked at it one by one.

The names of the dishes on this menu are weird.

What about Bagua Soup, Immortal Dance, Jiuqu Mushroom Stew...

Never heard of it.

Fortunately, there are actual pictures on the menu.

Bagua soup is probably meatball soup, Immortal Jump is probably like Buddha jumping over the wall, and Jiuqu Mushroom Stew is like scrambled eggs with mushrooms.

Lingpingan shook his head and thought: "It should be the cook here who has his own private skills, right?"

He thought of the various delicacies recorded in one of the four great classics, Dream of Red Mansions.

Every step is extremely cumbersome and complex.

"Then let me try it?" With this thought in mind, Lingpingan started to order.

He picked up a pen and started drawing on the menu.

First I drew a √ on the immortal jump, and then I drew a √ on a dish called Sancai Rou.

After thinking about it, Lingpingan looked at his cat.

"Little darling, you can eat the fish!"

Meow!

The little guy is very well behaved.

Lingpingan smiled and drew a √ on the Yunmengyu.

Then he rang the bell for dinner.

After a while, a waiter came to him.

"Sir..." the waiter asked, "Would you like to order?"

Lingpingan nodded and handed him the menu.

After the other party took it, he immediately smiled and asked: "Sir, let me confirm with you..."

"You ordered Immortal Tiao, Sancai Pork, Yunmeng Fish..."

"Yeah!" Lingpingan nodded.

The waiter smiled: "Thank you, the total is three hundred points..."

"Please show your card..."

The diners in the entire restaurant were startled and turned their heads to look sideways.

Eating three hundred cents in one meal?

It’s equivalent to a year’s worth of points for most people!

Naturally, everyone was surprised.

"Who is he?" People inevitably wonder.

"Points?" Lingpingan was confused and didn't quite understand, but he still took out his room card.

The moment his room card appeared.

The waiter immediately smiled: "So you are the invitee!"

“Free for invitees!”

He returned the key card.

Guests personally invited by the royal family can naturally order whatever they want.

……………………

Jing Sheng quietly walked to the window next to him and watched from a distance.

"Thank you, three hundred points in total..." The waiter's voice reached my ears.

Jing Sheng bit his lips and prayed in his heart: "No, no... never!"

A person who can spend three hundred points on one meal...

If it's true...

Jing Sheng knew that his legs would be bruised by his family and his mouth would be swollen.

Then, he would be personally escorted by his brother, stripping off his clothes, carrying poisonous thorns on his back, and crawling over to plead guilty and beg for mercy.

This is the extraordinary world.

The strong must not be insulted!

Unfortunately, his prayers failed.

The man took out a room key card from his arms.

Black background with black edges and dragon pattern on it.

This is only for distinguished guests!

He is a guest personally invited by the royal family!

The waiter quickly confirmed this fact.

"So you are the invitee!"

“Free for invitees!”

Jing Sheng turned around and saw that the Wang sister behind him had already moved away from him.

"Jing Sheng, don't blame me..."

"I don't want to be beaten at home..."