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

If there is no shuttle function, with the character level of the world of Swordsman, I am afraid that blue cooking skills will be the limit, not to mention that there are four major levels of purple, red, gold, and diamond colors behind, twelve. small grade.

"..."

Look at your own lifespan: 81.6 years.

"Life is so brilliant, life is so wonderful." Ling Chi stretched his waist: "What's the rush to upgrade, I want to enjoy life."

"Ding, eat casserole porridge, true energy +0.8."

"Brother, my true energy has reached 100 years." Shuang'er smiled, "Now I am as powerful as my brother."

Ling Chi: "..."

cut!Brother, if you don't level up, you will only have a hundred years of skill in this life.

Thinking of Zhu Fei at the blue level, Ling Chi scratched his head.

Still find a way to upgrade!

……

Three days later, Huashan, somewhere in a hidden cave.

A carrier pigeon landed outside the cave, cooing.

Feng Qingyang, who was drinking porridge, put down the bowl and chopsticks, grabbed the pigeon in his hand, and untied the paper strip tied to the pigeon's leg.

"Uncle Feng Tai, my grandson has already settled down in the capital. How about you come here to enjoy your old age? My grandson lives in Ling's house in Xicheng, and he opened a chef's restaurant. The dignitaries line up to eat, and the daily income is incalculable. Uncle Grand Master enjoys his old age in peace."

"No wonder there's no news about this kid these days, so he went to the capital to enjoy his life." Feng Qingyang scolded with a smile.

Putting away the note, stroking his snow-white beard, thinking of the delicious meals made by Ling Chi, he couldn't help swallowing.

A few days later, Feng Qingyang arrived in the capital.

He didn't go to Ling Chi's house immediately, but he found out the location of Kitchen God Restaurant and went to have a look.

Seeing this, the whole person is not calm.

This... This official uniform, could it be the servant?

This... is this also the servant?

And...the servant again?

After all, he is no longer the servant... huh?Shangshu! ?

Watching the high-ranking officials whose official positions are so big that they frighten people enter the Kitchen God Building one after another to eat, the wind is clear and the wind is messy.

"This kid, is he doing so well?" Feng Qingyang felt that his old age would be very good.

……

After a busy day, when Ling Chi returned home, he saw an old man squatting in front of the house.It was freezing cold and looked very pitiful.

"This...grandpa, why are you squatting at my door?" Ling Chi was kind-hearted, and immediately stepped forward to ask: "But what's the problem?"

"There are indeed difficulties." Feng Qingyang raised his head with a miserable expression: "The old man is starving to death."

"Feng... Master Uncle Feng!"

……

In the main room, Feng Qingyang sipped the casserole porridge, his pale face turned ruddy.

"Ding, conquer the stomach of the top white diner Feng Qingyang, the number of conquests +1."

Seeing that Feng Qingyang took a sip of porridge to support his workload of serving a hundred high-class white diners, Ling Chi Nei Niu was all over his face: Uncle Feng Tai, it's still your old man who treats his disciples well.

Several little maids looked at Feng Qingyang curiously, as if they didn't expect that their young master would be approached by elders from his family.

I don't know if it will be permanent in the future?If you live here permanently, how will you get along with them in the future?

The little maids were a little apprehensive.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Feng Qingyang exhaled: "One more bowl."

"Okay." Ling Chi filled Feng Qingyang immediately, and said, "Master Feng, take your time, there are still a lot."

"Hehe, the porridge made by you is still delicious. I have been thinking about it for half a year." Feng Qingyang laughed.

There was a bit of guilt in Ling Chi's eyes: "It's because the apprentice and grandson care less about Uncle Feng Tai."

"What does it have to do with you?" Feng Qingyang shook his head: "You shoulder the heavy responsibility of Mount Hua, you should put the big things first, I understand."

"This..." Ling Chi hesitated.

Feng Qingyang showed doubts: "What? Just say something if you have something to say, don't hesitate."

"Don't lie to Master Feng..." Ling Chi decided to tell the truth: "Now that the master has practiced the evil sword technique, he has become neither male nor female, and his disciples and grandchildren are afraid of being poisoned by him, so they will leave Huashan and come to the capital to spend their days. "

"What!?" Feng Qingyang almost knocked over the porridge bowl in his hand, shocked: "Quick! Tell me everything you know!"

"Yes, Uncle Feng Tai. The thing is like this..."

Ling Chi recounted the ins and outs of the incident in detail, focusing on the mental journey of Yue Buqun's demons, who would rather practice evil swordsmanship from the palace.

After Feng Qingyang heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.

It was the first time for the eight little maids present to hear about their young master's past.Although they don't know much about Jianghu, they also know that the head of the Huashan School is a big shot, but such a big shot forced himself to come out of the palace in order to practice a sword technique...

Are all the people in Jianghu so cruel?very scary.

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Chapter 44 Variables

"Yue Buqun... Confused!" Feng Qingyang sighed, but felt a little more guilty.

If he hadn't been disheartened and lived in seclusion back then, but had taken the position of head forcefully, wouldn't Yue Buqun have been forced into such a state?

But remembering the events of those years, Feng Qingyang showed a complicated look, as if there was something hidden that he couldn't tell others.

"It was the old man's choice that harmed him." Feng Qingyang sighed a little dejectedly.

"It has nothing to do with Uncle Feng Tai." Ling Chi quickly comforted: "This is all the master's own choice, but the grandson didn't expect the master to become like Dongfang Bubai after the palace... the grandson can only come out to hide. "