After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The spring scenery in Wanchun Courtyard has become quiet because Bingtuozi's arrival has ended this silent competition. Even a certain junior sister from the Hehuan Sect has more cloth on her body.

The preparation process for the event proceeded smoothly and in an orderly manner.

Ying Bing drank tea in the hall for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen, like a ray of moonlight shining into the world.

All the flowers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They felt too oppressive when she was here.

This is not just a suppression of your aura and appearance, but she is also your financial sponsor, which is simply fatal.

"Tu Yan was so excessive just now, isn't she angry?"

"Is this the demeanor of Fairy Han? No wonder she is so prosperous."

"She wasn't just talking, she actually went to the kitchen to cook for us. She's quite nice."

Li Mo: “….”

You really can't see the word "danger" above your head, it's so red it's weird!

Sighing, he stood up and followed him to the kitchen.

.....

At the same time, next door to Fengyue Cottage.

As the sky gradually darkened, many customers came and went. Since this place was converted into a foot massage parlor, it has gradually gained a reputation, and more and more dignitaries have come to experience foot massage.

Several of the guests in the private rooms looked relaxed and occasionally hummed softly.

This made the technician confused and she couldn't figure out whether the customer was a man or a woman.

"Take it. The extra is your reward."

The burly middle-aged man in the lead handed over a silver ingot.

"Then we won't disturb the guests."

Hua Nongying reached out to take it, but found that the other person's fingers were faintly sliding across the back of her hand.

She frowned, and seeing the other person's expression, she was not sure whether it was intentional or not, so she walked out of the room and closed the door.

"The fourth Hundred Flowers' beauty is truly stunning. If I could have a face like hers..."

The burly middle-aged man sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingertips, and his face flushed.

Clear and turbid yin and yang energy appeared around him, making the middle-aged face blurry.

"We have important matters to attend to, so please don't cause any trouble."

The one who spoke was the Blood Refining Hall's Master Lu. He also didn't like the other party's expression and snorted coldly:

"For a courtesan like you to commit yourself to this place is extraordinary no matter how you look at it. Be careful not to get into trouble."

"I know what I'm doing."

The sturdy middle-aged man's voice recovered, and the ripples on his face subsided: "I have sent people to sneak into Wanchun Court and follow the women on the Hundred Flowers List. It will definitely be safe."

"As long as we don't break the spell, no one will be able to find any flaws."

Upon hearing this, Master Lu finally felt relieved.

The skill of Yin Yang Hall is to maintain the state of mind. As long as the mood does not fluctuate too much and there are no spiritual loopholes, there will be no trace of it on the outside.

Relying on such means, Yin Yang Tang has grown rapidly in recent years and has been successful many times.

.....

Wanchunting Kitchen.

"Bingtuozi, what is the name of this dish of yours?"

Li Mo looked at the huge pot of indescribable food in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Spicy fish scales." Ying Bing had her hair tied up and an expressionless face.

"What about the one behind it?"

Li Mo felt vaguely familiar.

"Candied pork intestines."

"Rock sugar? Where can I find rock sugar?"

Li Mo looked at the frozen pig intestines skewered on bamboo sticks with ice chips and frost hanging on them, and understood the meaning of Bingtuzi.

But what I’m saying is, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to just call this dish “Pot Intestine Popsicle”?

Although Chef Li also found it hard to imagine that these two words would appear together in a certain year and month.

"Is it not good?"

"In a sense, Bingtuozi, you are indeed a genius."

Li Mo didn't want to undermine her self-confidence.

Even if her progress seems to be in the opposite direction.

"Then... try it?"

Ying Bing picked up a piece of fish scale.

Li Mo: “…”

The chefs who were watching from the side just now scattered like birds and beasts, busying themselves with work, but no one knew what they were busy with.

Fairy Han cooked the meal herself. They originally thought that even if the food was not delicious, it would be a great blessing to be able to taste it.

Until I saw the finished product, my eyes went dark and my head felt like it exploded.

eat?

Wouldn’t your passion for cooking be shattered after taking a bite of this?

"Did Young Master Li really taste it?"

"I didn't understand it before, but now I finally understand how powerful Qianlong's Dao heart is."

“…”

"How about it?"

Ying Bing opened her arms and waited for Li Mo to untie her apron.

Li Mo was in a trance, but he managed to make his facial expression less sarcastic: "There is still one area that needs improvement."

"what?"

"Please add some more medicinal herbs to it. I have a strong physique and can handle it, but I'm afraid others can't."

Black evil wood oil spicy fish scales, Taiyin power pork intestine popsicles.

Is it possible to withstand this without some physical training?

However, crises always coexist with opportunities, and Li Mo felt that this was also an investment opportunity.

Wouldn’t it be better to add some elixirs that can regulate the five elements and cure all poisons to the dark cuisine?

So he took out a few bottles of six-patterned pills, ground them into powder together with ice cubes, and added one bottle to each dish.

The chefs leaned back slightly.

For fear of causing problems for people after eating it, they put such precious medicine in it.

You people are quite nice.

But how does this look like using a whip dipped in iodine to disinfect while whipping?

......

And on the opposite side.

The Yin Yang Hall Master and the Blood Refining Hall Master were listening to some music and drinking tea, enjoying the relaxation after their massage while waiting for good news from their subordinates.

But not long after, a figure hurriedly entered the box.

"Huh? Why did you come back by yourself? How's the situation over there?"

"I failed to infiltrate."

The man's face was pale, and the clear and turbid energy in his body was dissipating uncontrollably, collapsing, revealing his original appearance.

She went from being a maid to a young man in an instant.

"Could it be that... you've been exposed?"

Master Lu suddenly became alert.

Looking at the appearance of this subordinate, he is a member of the Demon Sect and has experienced many storms and even severe tortures, but he is not so frightened and panicked.

"That's not true."

"Hmph, then how did you fail?"

"The food at Wanchun Court is truly terrible."

The subordinate's stomach began to churn at the mere recollection.

"No matter how bad the food tastes, how bad can it be? We in the Demon Sect are ruthless to others and ourselves. When necessary, we will eat dog shit without batting an eyelid. What kind of excuse is that?"

The Yin-Yang Hall Master obviously could not accept this explanation.

"I secretly packed a bag for the two adults using the Sumeru object."

The subordinates were well prepared.

After taking out a few plates of indescribable food, the atmosphere at the scene became quiet for a moment.

"So, we must persist in displaying the spirit of not being afraid of hardship..."

The head of the Yin-Yang Hall scolded his subordinates while silently sweeping the vegetables to the ground.