The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Dad Wang's black cigar has a unique origin, and if no one has seen it in the market, he will definitely not recognize it. But the sect master of the kitchen knife is different. Although Jiang Haifu is only a late stage of Jindan, and because his family was very poor when he was a child, he could not say that he graduated from a famous school, but in the final analysis, he is also the sect master who established a sect. In order to collect all kinds of food materials these years, he can be considered as He has traveled all over the country... He can smell the treasures in this cigar with his nose.

During this time when Dad Wang was vehemently speaking, Jiang Haifu's subordinates couldn't bear it anymore. If it weren't for other parents and teachers here, they would have rushed up to take Wang's face, worried about the face of the kitchen knife door. Dad carried it away.

However, in the same way, these people were all stunned after seeing Jiang Haifu's shocked expression. They rarely see the door owner showing such an expression.

Just before, Jiang Haifu still looked like he couldn't let out his breath, but after seeing the black cigar, he stood still as if it was petrified.

After being immersed for about a minute, Jiang Haifu just recovered his senses, and took the initiative to take out a lighter to ignite Dad Wang. Some weakly asked: "Brother, this cigar... not bad! Where did you buy it?"

Different from the impatient tone before, after seeing the black cigar that Dad Wang took out, Jiang Haifu felt that he was a lot shorter in front of Dad Wang.

"Oh, it was given by a fan." Dad Wang took a cigar and gently spit out a round of round smoke rings, putting it lightly.

Jiang Haifu twitched the corners of his mouth: "..."

Fen... Fensi sent?

What kind of fans can send such a national treasure cigar! ?

He stared straight at the cigar in Dad Wang's hand, with an envious look on his face. The effect of this cigar is not at all incomprehensible beyond the golden elixir period, and even the smell of cigarettes exhaled is not choking at all, but is mixed with the fragrance of an indescribable high-end perfume.

Especially in the process of retreating and practicing, if you can smoke such a cigar every day, it will be twice the result with half the effort, and it also has the effect of preventing mishaps... There is a saying that a cigarette after the event is better than a living fairy.

This kind of national treasure cigar is simply impossible to find.

Dad Wang stared at Jiang Haifu, and he knew it from his eyes, and smiled slightly: "I took one with me when I went out today. If you want to come back, I will send you some. That fan of mine, every other day. Send me some in half a year."

Jiang Haifu was stunned for a while, then smiled like a peach blossom: "Then why are you embarrassed..."

"It's all parents, don't be polite! Your son and my son are also classmates of the same class, so we can take care of each other in the future." Dad Wang squinted and smiled: "My son's name is Wang Ling, the order is the order. I'm very introverted, I guess I don't have many friends in the outside class."

Jiang Haifu nodded: "That's good! Our family actually owns a restaurant. In the future, please invite Brother Wang to sit with me..."

The few disciples of the kitchen knife door on the side were already dumbfounded.

Sometimes, the way to build friendship between girls is just a bag, then the way to build friendship between men may be a cigarette or a glass of wine.

Having said that, the team is about to line up with the two of them, and the teacher standing at the school gate is very serious after verifying the identities of the two. Dad Wang was standing at the school gate waiting for Wang Ling to come out of the gym.

Dad Wang stood beside Jiang Haifu and pointed at Wang Ling from afar: "Have you seen the dead fish-eye in front of you with beautiful features? This is my Wang Ling."

Jiang Haifu's mouth twitched again: "..."

Jiang Haifu can see it, Dad Wang's poisonous tongue is pure natural and pollution-free. When the poisonous tongue rises, even his own son will not let go. What is a dead fish's eye with clear eyes and beautiful eyes, is there such a black son?

Jiang Bai and Jiang Yan came out first and walked in front of Wang Ling.

When Jiang Haifu saw Dad Wang introduce Wang Ling, he also began to introduce his son: "The one in the white shirt in the school uniform in front is my son, Jiang Bai. The girl next to him is my second brother's daughter, Jiang Yan. "

Dad Wang clicked his tongue: "So thin?"

Jiang Haifu sighed: "Well... my son is a squatter, and he doesn't usually eat well. Brother Wang, don't look at my appearance, I don't believe my son is so thin, he doesn't look like me at all. I don't have the slightest bit of majestic genes..."

Dad Wang couldn't help but smile: "Sometimes, genes can't be explained clearly by science."

Regarding this matter, Dad Wang felt that he should have the most say.

Neither he nor Wang Ma's talents are very high, but they gave birth to Wang Ling...

After receiving Jiang Bai, Jiang Haifu handed a famous post to Dad Wang when he left. Dad Wang took it over and looked at it carefully. He was surprised to find that Ju downstairs is actually one of the industries under Jiang Haifu's kitchen knife door. Mr. Wang Young Nahui once worked in Juxiastairs for a period of time. At first, he entered as a chef, and later he worked as a food consultant for a period of time as a senior instructor.

"Is it your family's business to dare to go downstairs with this chrysanthemum?" Dad Wang raised his eyebrows.

"Well, this should be the brand industry of my kitchen knife door. This is the foundation of my kitchen knife door. All the industrial chains revolve around the benefits of Chrysanthemum downstairs." Jiang Haifu couldn't help but smile: "Actually, I was lucky to come here. When I was young, I was instructed by a master to give me a recipe, otherwise the business of this chrysanthemum downstairs would not be able to do it..."

So, Dad Wang and Jiang Haifu, the master of the kitchen knife family, got to know each other like this.

When Wang Ling and Jiang Bai came out of the gym, both of them looked confused.

Facts have proved that sometimes the friendship between men is not so complicated. To put it bluntly, it is a matter of talking about speculation and not speculation.

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After saying goodbye to Jiang Haifu and others, Dad Wang led Wang Lingchao to a park. Now that the streets are full of pedestrians, it is too eye-catching for Wang Ling to use such a blatant teleportation technique to go home.

And now that the Hegoumen incident has occurred, the alerts in various districts have been strengthened a lot. A police car is parked on almost every street, and patrolmen are patrolling everywhere.

This scene made Dad Wang sigh deeply.

"Lingling, you don't think there's anything unusual about this? You said that you have dispatched so many police forces, and under this heaven and earth net, who Gou Sect has not even left any clues... It's a ghost. !" Father Wang frowned, looking at Wang Ling and said.

In this regard, Wang Ling also felt a deep sense of helplessness.

The appearance of Who Gou Sect actually surprised Wang Ling. After all, the limelight of Xianfu has not really passed, just at the juncture where the country launched various calls to attack the dark faction through the Xianfu incident, there is such a person. Punch likes to commit crimes against the wind.

Dad Wang wanted to analyze the incident itself, but as soon as the father and son approached the park in front, they heard a girl's scream from the front: "You are not my father! I am Don't go back with you! Who are you! Let me go!"

Wang Ling's eyes narrowed, and he penetrated far into the past.

I saw a man wearing a woolen hat tightly grasping the girl's wrist, while pulling it, he kept scolding: "You son of a bitch! Why don't you come home with me!?"