The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 87 The Pride of Heaven 30

Ye Chenfeng's puzzled look at the headmaster didn't make sense, and he turned and left.

The head wants to jump again.

No one wanted to ask, because Ye Chenfeng would not answer even if he knew.

Ying Long took Tianmiao to wander around, although Tianmiao himself had wandered around in Canglangzong before, but he had never shown up. This time, Ying Long swaggered and took her around.

"My lord, there is the best canteen in the Canglang Sect. Each Fengtou has a kitchen, but the canteen at Qingrong Peak, which is Danxiu, has the best cooking skills." Ying Long smiled, "Master, you Guess why this is?"

Without waiting for Tianmiao’s answer, Ying Long laughed humbly: “Because they practice alchemy every day, I don’t know if the alchemy has been done well, but their grasp of fire is ranked first in the Canglang Sect. There are many. The alchemist's side job becomes a chef. Let alone, the craftsmanship is really good. They have also opened restaurants in some cities and their business is very good. Go, sir, I will take you to eat."

After Ying Long finished speaking, he took Tianmiao straight to the canteen of Qingyuan Peak.

When Ying Long appeared at the entrance of the canteen of Qingrong Peak, the whole Qingrong Peak was a sensation.

Uncle Ying Long hasn't moved his nest for a hundred years. Every time something delicious and delicious is delivered by someone, the delivery person is often sprayed with water. But there are still many people robbing this job. Because Uncle Ying Long will give pointers when he is in a good mood, which will benefit the food delivery person a lot.

Uncle came to their cafeteria today, must be to eat delicious food, otherwise you can sleep in the cafeteria?

Does this mean that if you please Mr. Ying Long, there are many benefits?

The thought of this made everyone excited.

When looking at the stunning woman next to Ying Long, everyone wondered, who is this?

In the next moment, Ye Chenfeng with a cold face also stepped into the cafeteria.

Everyone couldn't help but want to see the sky.

What day is today?

Uncle Ying Long came to their cafeteria, the first genius of their Canglang Sect, this is the first time they came to their cafeteria, right?

Are they all here to eat?

Soon, everyone knew the identity of the woman next to Ying Long.

That was Ye Chenfeng's sword spirit who got the magic weapon in the secret realm!

Called Tianmiao.

It is said that he is still a friend of Uncle Ying Long.

It's incredible, the three people who came to their cafeteria today are all amazing people.

"Where are the people? What are you doing in a daze? Quickly serve the dishes, and bring up your specialty dishes. If you eat every day and think which one is good, my uncle will have a lot of rewards," Ying Long shouted at the table there.

No one thinks this is insulting.

First of all, Ying Long was originally an uncle. He has this capital and qualifications.

Secondly, he said that there are many rewards, which are definitely good things that money can't buy! It must be something that is of great benefit to their cultivation.

"Senior, sit down for a while, and I will make you the best braised pork for the younger generation. Senior came here today, making us feel radiant. I will definitely use my lifelong skills to cook this dish. The dishes are my family's ancestral recipe, fat but not greasy..." A clever monk stepped forward to greet, and after flattering, he boasted about himself by the way.

"Stop talking nonsense, do it quickly. If it's delicious, the benefits will be indispensable to you." Ying Long interrupted the monk's boasting, urged, and said to the other monks who were surrounding him, "Don't be flattering here, go and cook Yes. Cultivators, can flattering make you progress? No! You have to be down-to-earth." At the end, Ying Long's tone has become serious and earnest.

When the monks heard this, they felt ashamed, and they all stepped back and went to the kitchen.

"A group of flatterers, don't you know that flattering has no future?" Ying Long despised, then turned his head and smiled flatteringly at Tian Miao, "Yes, Tian Tian, ​​I said it makes sense, don't you? Don’t drink some tea. The tea leaves are fragrant, the soup is green and green, and a bit sweet. I took it at the head of the boss last time, and he took it all. Such a good tea is worthy of our wise and martial arts. Everyday. I'll send someone to make tea for you, and find a disciple with the best tea making skills."

Ye Chenfeng, who was watching coldly, had a cracked facial expression.

Huanghou and Dongxiao have been laughing crazy in the exchange of spiritual knowledge.

This Yinglong, where's the face? Hahahaha, served him. As expected, the old man who has lived for thousands of years is not ashamed. This skinny can be thick.

(End of this chapter)