The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

"Ling... Shaoxia Ling, happy New Year." Facing Ling Chi, Hong Lingbo was a little scared.Ling Chi killed her master back then, leaving a huge shadow in her heart, which has not healed to this day.

"Happy Chinese New Year." Ling Chi nodded with a smile, "I haven't seen you in two years, but she's much prettier."

"You shouldn't be praised by Ling Shaoxia." Hong Lingbo was still timid: "Master uncle is more beautiful."

"..."

Although the words are correct, but... am I so scary?

Ling Chi scratched his head: "Shuang'er and the others are cutting window grilles, you should go too!"

Hong Lingbo breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately moved away from his side.

"..."

"She seems to be very afraid of you." Xiao Longnu said.

"I can see it." Ling Chi felt helpless: "It seems that she was frightened back then."

"Ah."

"..."

You are very good at this!

"Hungry!" Ling Chi squeezed her hand, it was cold, white and tender, like beautiful jade.

"I steamed the Xiaolongbao, it's still hot, go and eat it!"

A trace of shyness appeared in Xiao Longnv's eyes, she withdrew her hand: "Then I'll go."

Seeing her flustered look, Ling Chi smiled slightly, he was so shy even though he had already seen each other.

So cute.

……

The Spring Festival has a long history, and the specific time can be traced back to the ancient times, that is, the era before written records.At that time, it was not called the Spring Festival, but a sacrificial activity. After countless years of evolution, the current Spring Festival came into being.

The customs and habits of the Spring Festival vary according to different regions. For example, northerners must eat dumplings during the New Year, but southerners don’t necessarily have to. Some eat glutinous rice balls, some eat buns, and some eat stir-fried vegetables and hot pot. Anyway, how happy how to eat.

Of course, that was modern times. In the era of the Southern Song Dynasty, it was not easy for ordinary people to have enough to eat. It would be nice to have a piece of fish and a few taels of meat to go with wine during the Chinese New Year.

It's not like Ling Chi, who started preparing all kinds of big dishes early in the morning, depending on the quantity, there are eighteen dishes if there are no twenty, which can be described as extravagant.

Ling Chi was busy with the cooking, and the girls' job was to decorate the wooden house, clean the courtyard, and sit around the wooden table when they had nothing to do, playing something called mahjong.

This mahjong was made by Ling Chi ten days ago, because there were not many people, so he only carved a pair out of wood.

After the carving was completed, he didn't take it out immediately, and he didn't explain the rules to the four girls until today, throwing them a hundred copper coins each for the four girls to play with.

……

Xiao Longnv drew out a card and played it out cautiously: "Two pieces."

"Touch!" Lu Wushuang giggled, "I've been waiting for this one for a long time, I'll touch it."

"Look how beautiful you are." Shuang'er scolded with a smile: "Hurry up and deal the cards."

"Wait, which card should I see?" Lu Wushuang hesitated for a moment, and finally played an [-] card.

"..." Hong Lingbo pushed the cards, and said weakly, "I'm screwed."

"..." Lu Wushuang looked at him with a complete beard, and his face turned green: "Is there a mistake! This made you be bearded?"

Shuang'er shook her head helplessly, and pushed the cards: "I would like to bet and admit defeat, Wu Shuang, if you light the cannon, you will lose twice as much."

"Woo..." Lu Wushuang lost for a while, so he could only run into the kitchen and cry to Ling Chi: "Big brother, I lost everything, woo woo woo..."

"..."

Not long after, the little girl came back with a huge gambling capital of [-] copper coins and said, "Come again! Next, I will kill all directions."

After half an hour.

"Woo, big brother..."

"..."

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Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket. ?(‘???`)

Chapter 116 You are mine

In the evening, the fireplace in the log cabin was burning vigorously, and the interior was as warm as spring.

Everyone sat around the dining table, and there were several plates of delicious dishes and steaming dumplings on the table.

Ling Chi poured a glass of wine for Xiao Longnv, and said with a smile, "This is my own wine, Long Er, try it."

Xiao Longnv nodded slightly, looked at the red liquid, smelled it, it was a little fragrant.

Take a sip, the entrance is slightly sweet, a little astringent, but more of an icy freshness.

"How is it?" Ling Chi asked.

"It's delicious." Xiao Longnu's face was a little red: "It's just a little dizzy."

"..."

The alcohol content of this wine is only 8 degrees, which is lower than that of beer. Xiao Longnu feels dizzy after just one sip, and her capacity for alcohol is terrible.

"After all, it's wine. If you drink too much, you'll get drunk." Ling Chi filled her glass, "But I'm happy today, so it's okay to drink more."

"Yeah." Xiao Longnv liked the taste of wine a little bit, so under Ling Chi's persuasion, she drank a few more glasses.

Halfway through the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiao Longnu fell asleep on the table.

"Longer? Longer?" Ling Chi pushed her, but there was no response.

Ling Chi glanced at the girls and coughed dryly: "Long Er is drunk, you eat first, I will carry her to the room to rest."

At this time, Hong Lingbo also drank a lot under Shuang'er's persuasion, and was dizzy and unresponsive. Lu Wushuang also drank a little too much, his face was flushed, and he shed tears silently, muttering in his mouth: "Yang Guo, you bastard .”

Only Shuang'er gave a thumbs up: "Brother, come on."

Ling Chi was very moved, and Shuang'er was still caring.