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

"It's absolutely true." Lu Wushuang nodded and said in a low voice, "Cousin, you are the only relative I have left in this world, so you can come with me too! Then we can never be separated."

"..." Cheng Ying was confused, and said, "Let me think about it."

"It's okay, just think about it slowly." Lu Wushuang said with a smile: "Anyway, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If nothing else, just say that the bodies and appearances of Big Brother and Sister Shuang'er have not changed at all over the years. Don't you envy them? ?"

Thinking of Ling Chi's unchanged appearance and body for several years, Cheng Ying's heart skipped a beat, but she thought of Shuang'er.

"..."

Cheng Ying patted her chest, squeezed her waist, patted her butt, and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

From that day on, Cheng Ying never cared about Lu Wushuang's affairs, but at the same time increased his observation of Ling Chi and Shuang'er.

After several months of observation, she finally determined that the bodies and appearances of these two people were fixed as if time stood still.The biggest evidence is that in a few months, the hair of the two of them has not grown, and even the length of the nails has not changed.For ordinary people, this is absolutely impossible.

And the biggest evidence is that the two never lost their hair and never went to the toilet.

Hair is easy to talk about, as long as you sneak a look at the pillows in the two people's room every day.She had observed secretly more than a dozen times, but she had never found hair on their pillows.

And the toilet...

Several times, she followed Shuang'er all day, and found that Shuang'er had indeed never gone to the toilet, and then secretly observed Ling Chi for a few days, and found that he hadn't gone to the toilet either.

All the evidence was confirmed, and she believed Lu Wushuang's words.

Ling Chi and Shuang'er do have the art of immortality.

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Chapter 154 The Price of Longevity

In mid-June, Huang Rong came with Guo Xiang and Guo Polu.

Seeing Ling Chi, Guo Xiang hugged his thigh happily: "Godfather, I want to eat popsicles."

Guo Polu stood behind Guo Xiang, looking eager.

Ling Chi picked up the two little guys and said with a smile: "I prepared it for you, Shuang'er, take them to get the popsicles."

Shuang'er smiled and nodded, holding a little guy with one hand: "Come with me!"

The two little guys went to the ancient tomb with Shuang'er. There was Zhang Hanyu's bed in the ancient tomb. In the summer of these few years, Ling Chi would store some popsicles there, just to wait for Huang Rong and the others to come to escape the heat.

After watching the two children leave, Huang Rong smiled and said, "Brother Ling, I have some good news for you."

"Oh?" Ling Chi asked with a smile, "What good news."

"Fu'er is happy."

Ling Chi was startled, and then congratulated with a smile all over his face: "Congratulations, congratulations, Mrs. Guo, she will soon be a grandmother."

"The last sentence is too much." Huang Rong rolled her eyes, but sighed helplessly: "Yeah! Time flies so fast, I'm going to be a grandmother."

Ling Chi smiled: "It's good to be a grandmother, and the Yang family can be regarded as having a future."

"It's pretty good, but I'm old too!" Huang Rong touched her face, recalled her youthful days, and then thought about her present self, and sighed: "The me now is no longer the me I used to be. "

"Life is like this." Ling Chi cut a watermelon and said, "No one can escape life, old age, sickness and death."

Huang Rong looked at his face, narrowed her eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Ling, how long have we known each other?"

"Four or five years!" Ling Chi put the cut watermelon on the tray and brought it to the coffee table: "Try it, a new variety, seedless watermelon."

"Oh?" Huang Rong looked at these cut watermelons, and there was no watermelon seed. She asked curiously, "Watermelons can still be seedless? How do you do this?"

"Of course it will take a lot of time and energy to research and experiment." Ling Chi picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite: "The sweetness is also higher than ordinary watermelon, Madam Guo, try it."

Huang Rong was also a little thirsty, so she ate three pieces of watermelon in a row, not only quenching her thirst, but also very satisfying.

"How is it?" Ling Chi asked.

"Delicious." Huang Rong nodded and said, "There are no seeds, so it's delicious to eat, and it's sweeter than ordinary watermelons. Brother Ling, I really admire you more and more. Even watermelons can grow flowers."

"Haha, as a top chef, of course I have to have top ingredients to show my identity. This is nothing. If I want to say it's great, I have to talk about the hybrid rice I researched." Ling Chi laughed.

"Hybrid rice?" Huang Rong blinked.

"This is a high-yield rice. If you take good care of it, it won't be a problem if the yield exceeds [-] jin per mu."

"Two thousand catties!?" Huang Rong was shocked: "Brother Ling, you said...two thousand catties?"

"Don't get excited." Ling Chi pressed his hand: "Sit down, sit down and talk."

"Ah!" Huang Rong sat down again and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, but is there really rice in the world with a yield of two thousand catties per mu?"

"The premise is to take good care of it." Ling Chi said: "If you don't take care of it well, it will only be about fifteen hundred catties."

"That...that's very high!" Huang Rong was very excited: "If there is such a high-yielding rice, wouldn't the people of Song Dynasty be able to say goodbye to hunger in the future?"

"It's not enough to rely on hybrid rice alone." Ling Chi shook his head: "I really want to say goodbye to hunger. The best food is potatoes and sweet potatoes, and corn is also good. The yield per mu is about the same as that of hybrid rice."

"This...so much!?" Huang Rong became more and more excited: "The yield per mu can be around two thousand catties?"

"No, I mean that the yields of corn and hybrid rice are about the same, not potatoes and sweet potatoes." Ling Chi said.

"Oh." Huang Rong was a little disappointed, but then smiled and said, "It's not bad, with rice and corn..."

"Mrs. Guo, you misunderstood." Ling Chi shook his head and said, "I mean, the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes is much higher than that of corn and hybrid rice. To feed more people, the best food is actually these two. kind."

"..." Huang Rong's mouth was a little dry: "How many sweet potatoes and potatoes are produced?"

"Conservative estimates..." Ling Chi touched his chin: "There is no problem with five thousand catties. If you take good care of it, you can look forward to tens of thousands of catties."

Huang Rong's body went limp, and she slumped on the chair, unable to speak a word.

Ling Chi smiled: "Mrs. Guo took some seeds back when she left, and I will write you a planting and management guide. You give these to Guo Daxia, and Guo Daxia will submit them to the emperor. I think Guo Daxia should be able to go further."

Huang Rong looked at him steadfastly, with a strange look in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ling Chi touched his face: "Is there something dirty on my face?"

Huang Rong shook her head and said, "Brother Ling, are you an immortal or not?"

"You're thinking too much, I'm not a god." Ling Chi waved his hand and said, "There's no such desolate god as me."