So what if I, as a chef, make elixirs?

Yakuokan sat at the top of the conference table, his eyes slightly closed as if he was thinking about something.

On

his left hand side sat Mo Yan, while on his right hand sat Yao Qian.

Mo Yan looked high-spirited, and there was no trace of seriousness at all in this serious scene, because his realm and strength were the strongest existence in the audience.

Even Yaoqiu may not be able to defeat him alone, but his loyalty to Yaoqiu is unquestionable, so he can sit in this position.

But Yao Qian's expression was solemn at the moment, sitting upright like an angry Buddha.

In his hand, he held two shiny pecans, and the walnuts made a crisp sound of "rattling" in his hand.

The other eighteen elders sat around the conference table, their expressions all different.

There is impatience, there is calmness, there is frolic, there is meditation.

And Jin Muyan is also among them, at this moment he gives people a feeling of being a lot younger, a kind of vitality that does not match his age.

The elder who had been friends with him leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Elder Jin, you look good, did you encounter something good?"

Elder Jin smiled and touched his chin, pretending to smile mysteriously.

"Hey, want to know?".

Elder Jin deliberately played tricks on Guan Zi, looking at the unhappy but unpleasant appearance of the elder in front of him.

"Eh, hey, hey, I want to~".

The elder could only continue the topic of Elder Jin.

"Eh~ this, hehe~ actually...... The old man recently ......".

Elder Jin was just about to say the key point, but he saw that Yao Qiu cleared his throat and kicked off the meeting.

"Everyone, let's all be here. "

All the elders were silent, and all the elders couldn't help but sit up straight and look at the medicine mound quietly.

And this disturbance Elder Jin also shut up, and the elder who had been holding his stinky feet for a long time but couldn't inquire about anything was as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly.

Yaoqiu looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I have one thing to announce to you before today's meeting. "

As soon as Yaoqiu raised his hand, a maid walked in with a disc covered with a red cloth.

The object under the red cloth resembled a pyramid-like triangular pyramid, and as the maid walked by, a pleasant aroma wafted under the noses of the people.

Many of the elders who were close to them noticed the aroma, and their originally cloudy gazes suddenly became clear.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on what was under the red cloth, and there was a lot of discussion.

"It smells so good. "

"Damn, I forgot to have breakfast when I came today. This smell makes my mouth water. "

"What the hell is it that makes such a mystery?".

The expressions of the elders were different, but only Jin Muyan, Mo Yanyi, and Yao Qian did not waver in the slightest.

Needless to say, the first two had already been notified by Yao Qiu so they knew the secret, while Yao Qian had to set an example because of his status as a great elder.

In fact, his heart was as surprised and curious as those elders.

"Big brother, don't do the business of selling Guanzi. "

Yao Qian glanced at the medicine mound beside him, he was a little undecided, what the eldest brother was going to announce at this meeting.

Yaoqiu nodded slightly, then looked at Mo Xuan, and he sighed after seeing Mo Xuan's expression.

"Ha~ The dog made some gadgets a few days ago, and I specially came to let the elders taste one or two. "

With a wave of his hand, the red cloth was lifted, and above the disc were pyramid-shaped fried meatballs.

Many of the elders' eyes widened, and they moved back and forth between the medicine mound and the pyramid of fried meatballs.

The Yaoqiu patriarch finally convened a meeting of elders, and actually took out a plate of fried meatballs for everyone to taste.

An elder who was close to Yao Qian slammed the table and stood up, angrily scolding Yao Qiu.

"Patriarch, this is a serious conference room, not a place for fun! Is it a bit of a joke to gather all our elders just to taste this little fried meatball?"

This elder is in charge of Lian Wutang, and he is Yao Qian's cronies, and he is in a hurry to stand up and accuse the patriarch at this moment, but he has received Yao Qian's instructions.

Yao Qian suddenly raised his hand to stop the elder at this moment, and then he looked at Yao Qiu with a calm face.

"Big brother, I guess you have your deep meaning in doing this, but everyone here has unfinished official business, can you open up the matter and explain it?"

Such a cunning person, let his cronies pretend to be black in advance, and then come out to sing white faces, ostensibly to maintain his majesty, but behind the scenes, he ruthlessly administered the mound and buckled a hat of abuse of power.

Yaoqiu continued to talk as if he didn't know anything.

"This meatball looks ordinary, but it has the effect of washing and cutting the marrow, I guess you all know what it means, right?"

The words "washing the hair and cutting the marrow" are like a bombshell being detonated among the elders.

"What!".

"Really?".

"Impossible!".

"Are you kidding?".

For a while, all kinds of questioning voices sounded, and the unmoved people were still the four.

"If you have any doubts, you will know that the more you eat, the more effective the effect, so please take care of them, elders. "

After Yaoqiu finished speaking, he waved his hand and handed over the choice to the elders present.

"I'll come first!".

It

was still Yao Qian's cronies who stood up first, he glanced at Yao Qian, but only saw Yao Qian slowly close his eyes, which meant that he wanted him to do it.

The elder pinched the top one, and he swallowed his saliva when he looked at the fried meat ball, he didn't believe Yaoqiu's words, but there was no way out in front of interests.

"Click!".

A soft crisp sound echoed in the quiet conference room, and all the elders couldn't help but want to punch him when they looked at his enjoyment, preferably with a flame fist with a trace of fire spiritual power.

"Such as ...... How?".

The elder who was closer to him couldn't help but ask.

I saw that the elder slammed his mouth after swallowing the food in his mouth, frowning as if he was not satisfied.

"Hmm...... I don't feel it, so let's try another one. "

With that, he reached out and took another one from the top and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mmmmmm

"Let's chirp,

chirp".

After eating five in a row, the surrounding elders finally realized that something was wrong, and a trace of black mud seeped out of the elder's face, but he still didn't stop his movements.

"Grass (a plant)!Hold down the old guy and don't let him finish eating!".

"Give me one too!".

"Don't squeeze don't squeeze, let me taste one too!".

"Oh, that's my hand!".

For a while, the solemn conference room became a mess.

After feeling the magical effect and taste of the fried meatballs, the elders had long since thrown the previous farce out of the clouds.

Yao Qian looked at the chaos in front of him and knew in his heart that this must be what that kid did, and the anger in his heart was pressed into the palm of his hand.

The two shiny pecans were crushed and even a few drops of oil were squeezed out.

After some scrambling and tasting, all the elders felt that magical feeling, the feeling of washing the hair and cutting the marrow.

All of the elders had different degrees of black mud on their bodies after tasting the fried meatballs, and Elder Yaoqiu authorized them to restart the meeting after half an hour.

At this moment, the conference room was empty, and only Yaoqiu, Mo Yanyi, and Jin Muyan were left.

Yao Qian returned home with three fried meatballs.

"Father...... pro-......

".

Yao Ying on the bed looked at his father's face and squeezed a trace of sound out of his throat.

Yao Qian's eyes were full of joy when he looked at his son, he knew that the spiritual root blockage of Yao Ying could only be cured by washing the hair and removing the marrow that only this kind of four-pin pill could have.

He took out the three fried meatballs and handed them to Yao Ying's mouth.

The seductive aroma rejuvenated the eyes that had been

hollow by long-term despair.

"Ah, what a good smell...... Is this for me?".

Yao won a little happy and a little weak, he hadn't wanted to eat so much for a long time.

Yao Qian just squeezed an "um" out of his throat and carefully stuffed the meatball into his mouth.

Chewing on the meatballs carefully, a clear stream slid down the corner of his eye.

"Delicious...... It's delicious......

".

Yao Qian's lips trembled a little, and he closed tightly to not let his son see his vulnerability.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his hand, and it was Yao Ying's hand.

"Ahh

The five elements of spiritual roots run through the limbs and the mind, and the connection between the two becomes both prosperity and loss.

The spiritual root is immortal, and the limbs are continuous, and the spiritual roots wither and the limbs become trees.

"Father, have you eaten?"

Yao Ying's words were like a needle piercing his heart, and he could only hold back the sadness in his heart and nodded.

"Ah, I've eaten it for my father, and I'm tired of it. Eat it, eat your spiritual root and you will recover. "

Yao Ying showed an innocent smile like a child.

"You lied to people, you haven't eaten it, this last one, you eat. "

Ten years of bed rest allowed this naturally arrogant God to know the suffering of the world, and the suffering of those who did not have the qualifications of him.

10 years has made this teenager really figure out who the person who cares about him the most and who the relatives who should be protected the most.

"Don't be willful, eat it quickly, and in a moment my father will go to the elders' meeting, maybe you will know the secret of this meatball. "

"So, you have to eat it quickly, get better quickly, the future is waiting for you. "