I became the pet of the Celestial Masters by cooking

On the seventh day Tong Shangyan entered Tangdi, Yuan Min talked to him about the labor contract as agreed with him. This time Tong Shangyan signed it without any hesitation.

He now has the Emperor Bell given to him by Yuan Min, and he has begun to learn the basics of cultivation. He considers himself a member of the circle and shoulders a responsibility.

Although Yin Tangfeng said that he is not suitable for cultivation, it is also a fact that he can exert the power of Diling. Given time, when he understands the way, he must be able to become a qualified "combat force", and maybe he can find his own way in the cultivation world !

For the first time, Tong Shangyan was full of hope for his future life, and felt that he finally had a head start.

Since the last time he made stewed noodles in the studio, Tong Shangyan has no psychological burden on cooking in the company. Today, he is going to make sweet and sour pork ribs, hot and sour potato shreds, garlic chicken wings, braised Homemade tofu and crucian carp soup, and tremella soup he cooked in a stew pot after the meal.

"Little Tong, the tofu is cut, what should I do next?" Yuan Min helped him on the spur of the moment, put down the kitchen knife that had cut the tofu, and asked Tong Shangyan for advice while wiping his hands.

Tong Shangyan was rinsing the crucian carp that was going to be made into soup at this time, took a moment to look at the sliced ​​tofu on the cutting board, and instructed Yuan Min to pour fried tofu into the pot.

He seems to have a bit of talent in cooking, and he knows everything, so there is no need for Tong Shangyan to worry about it. voice: "Your studio has changed to a restaurant? What delicious food, so fragrant?"

Tong Shangyan heard the sound and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man, not tall, of medium build, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.He was wearing a black cotton suit, and the most eye-catching thing was his hair, which was neatly fixed in a big back style.

When Lu Linglan and Wang Lifeng saw him, they put away their hippie smiles, stood in front of him respectfully, and called him "Senior Brother Zhang". Even Yuan Min hurriedly put down his things, took off his apron, and ran over to salute the man.

Tong Shangyan, who was stunned in the tea room, became the most conspicuous target at this time. The middle-aged man called Senior Brother Zhang looked at him, and asked Yuan Min with a smile, "Have you hired someone to cook in the studio now?"

Yuan Min looked at Tong Shangyan following his line of sight, saw that he was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand, he was embarrassed, and replied embarrassingly: "No, this is Xiao Tong, a newly recruited employee, just here In a few days."

"Okay, the young man is very energetic." Brother Zhang nodded, still smiling, but Tong Shangyan felt that he was not as kind to him as he showed.

Yuan Min seemed to feel this too, and with a movement of his body, he blocked Senior Brother Zhang's sight and guided him upstairs: "Brother Feng is in the office, go up and find him, I'll brew a pot of Longjing for you."

Brother Zhang didn't point out his little trick, and went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

It wasn't until he entered Yin Tangfeng's office that the other three breathed a sigh of relief, and they all looked at Tong Shangyan with pity.

"What, what's the matter?" Tong Shangyan didn't understand the complicated expressions on the faces of the three of them, but felt a little hairy on the back.

Lu Linglan hesitated to speak, walked over to pat him on the shoulder, and sighed, "It's your bad luck."

Without a word, Tong Shangyan was even more at a loss, and turned to Yuan Min for help.

Yuan Min's face was also full of regret, he shook his head and went into the tea room, looking for tea leaves and tea sets.

Only Wang Lifeng, who did not think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, came over with a "kind heart" to explain science to Tong: "The one just now is the boss' senior brother, Zhang Dongmu."

Now Tong Shangyan understands why the name "Senior Brother Zhang" came from, but it doesn't explain why the three of them have such mutual respect and fear for Zhang Dongmu?

"Is the boss' senior brother very powerful? You all seem to be afraid of him."

"Severe is strict, but it's not strong, it's strict." Wang Lifeng pointed up twice with his index finger, and commented on Zhang Dongmu in a low voice, "This old man is very rigid. At first, he didn't approve of the boss opening this studio, and he didn't even like us. Eyes, saying that we are all gods who do not do their jobs properly, and every time they come here, they always find some faults and educate us.

Last time I came back, the liar who did your job hadn’t run away yet, and the old man talked about the problem of wearing clothes for two hours, which made my ears callous. "

Tong Shangyan subconsciously looked down at his clothes, saw a blue apron, and was so frightened that he wanted to take it off, but was stopped by Wang Lifeng: "I've seen it all, it's too late to take it off now."

Tong Shangyan was overwhelmed, and thought of Lu Linglan's comment of "bad luck" in his mind, and finally understood what it meant: "You have to care about what you wear, it's too...too..."

Wang Lifeng shook his head and sighed: "He just can't understand our studio, so he made use of it."

Tong Shangyan said in his heart that if he hadn't seen Yin Tangfeng's strength with his own eyes, and had gone to the Zhao family's villa with you to open his eyes, you would indeed look very good everywhere, not like a serious studio.

But now he has also joined the ranks of "not doing business properly", and of course he has to speak for the studio: "What's wrong with our studio? The boss is capable, the employees are good at business, and we... We also cooperate with the police uncle to crack down on crimes and expose them. The true colors of scumbags, it is not too much to award us a pennant, how can you say that we are not serious?"

Wang Lifeng didn't seem to expect him to say that. He looked at Tong Shangyan in amazement for a while, restrained himself from laughing a few times, and then said, "It's reasonable and well said! Young people have a future!"

Just as he was talking, Yuan Min finished making tea and went upstairs with a tray.

Only then did Tong Shangyan remember to ask: "Brother Zhang...is he the Taoist priest?"

He remembered that Yin Tangfeng said that his master, Zhou Bo, was the master of the Yunjin Temple, and had only had two apprentices in his life. Yin Tangfeng was his young lay disciple, and Zhang Dongmu was the big disciple who would inherit Zhou Bo's inheritance.

Wang Lifeng nodded: "That's right, although the current master of Yunjin Temple is not as capable as his master Zhou Bo, he is still a figure in the world of Yu'an. Of course, he is most famous for his self-improvement and virtuous spirit The truth is, every time I come here, I have to persuade the boss to close this place quickly, and go to the sect, so that the Qingshan faction always misses it."

"Qingshan school?" The boy outside the door said that he got a new term, what kind of mode is it to open [-].

Wang Lifeng's Encyclopedia quickly gave an answer: "It's the sect of the boss's father Yin Qiyu, a serious cultivation school that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the Taoism is authentic, and the roots are authentic.

In the martial arts novels, it is almost that, that Huashan school, Wudang school and so on. Now the master of Yin Qiyu's big brother Yu Zhang is over 70, and there is only one apprentice. Unfortunately, his qualifications are not good.

Those disciples who are of the same generation as the boss are not very good at it, and they can't pick a decent successor, so I heard that Yu Zhang and his few juniors who are still alive have been thinking about letting our boss go back to inherit the sect all day long. "

Tong Shangyan took a deep breath, deeply aware that he knew nothing about Yin Tangfeng's wealth.

He raised his neck slightly, went through Yin Tangfeng's various backgrounds in his mind, and soon found a bug: "That's not right, the boss learned from Yun Jinguan, why did he finally become Qingshan School and ask him to go back as the heir?"

"Oh, this is a long story. The matter between the boss and the Qingshan faction has to start with the boss's father and his mother." Wang Lifeng shook his head, like a storyteller, "I think Yin Qiyu and Wei Yuanwan back then, that was A male talent, a female appearance, they were so destined to meet each other in the dark, so the fire was out of control..."

"What kind of firewood is burning and out of control, old Wang, don't talk nonsense." Yuan Min just came back after delivering the tea, and when he heard Wang Lifeng running the train full of mouth, he interrupted him mercilessly, "Uncle Yin and his wife are both decent people, where are you?" As you said, like an idol romance drama?"

Tong Shangyan asked curiously, "Yuan Min, do you know them?"

In fact, thinking back carefully, Yuan Min's name for Yin Tangfeng was different from theirs, and he was able to give him an antique-grade Sanqing bell, so he must have a remarkable background, right?

Yuan Min nodded, his face could not hide his loneliness: "I met them when I was young, they are... very good people."

Tong Shangyan reasoned logically: "Then you and the boss have known each other since childhood?"

"Isn't it?" Wang Lifeng began to shake off the gossip he knew, "Yuan's family and Qingshan faction are both big masters of Yu Anzheng'er's Eight Classics, and the relationship between the two has always been good. Although Xiao Yuan is not as talented as the boss, that is also true. Xiao Yuan's strength is also one of the best among the descendants of the Yuan family, right?"

The last sentence was obviously addressed to Yuan Min.

However, Yuan Min was praised, but he didn't show any happy expression on his face. Instead, he glanced at Wang Lifeng lightly, as if telling him not to talk too much.

Wang Lifeng didn't receive his gaze, and continued to babble: "It's a pity that the Yuan family doesn't appreciate talents. What age is it? The people in charge of the house are all old-fashioned. Otherwise, why would Xiao Yuan come to the studio to hang out with the boss?"

Tong Shangyan read Wang Lifeng's words carefully, and after thinking about it, he seemed to have discovered the "brilliant point" again - Yuan Min belonged to the Yuan family, and the Yuan family sounded like a very powerful school, but Yuan Min did not stay at home to serve the family , instead ran to Yin Tangfeng's studio, which looked very good.

No wonder Zhang Dongmu felt that they were not doing their job properly. One or two masters came from famous families, but ended up sitting in this small studio taking orders and serving clients. Doesn't it look like a concentration|concentration|camp for dudes?

"Did Sister Lan also come from some rich family?" Tong Shangyan counted with his fingers. There are five people in one studio, two of whom have been certified as VIPs among professional players; Vegetable chicken, there are two left...

Under his expectant eyes, Wang Lifeng affirmed his guess: "Although the Lu family is not as old as the Qingshan School and the Yuan family, the family's craftsmanship is special and outshine. Quan Yu'an can't find a second family."

Tong Shangyan took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally. There was only one thing left: "What about you? Brother Wang, you, what school did you learn from?"

Wang Lifeng's expression froze for a moment, he licked his lips, and his eyes drifted: "Hey, hey, I think I heard Linglan calling me, I'll go and see what's going on."

Yuan Min held back his laughter, and after Wang Lifeng left the tea room, he said to Tong Shangyan: "Lao Wang's heart disease is the succession of masters. The master he worships has no name. The master has passed away, and the Taoist temple has long since been demolished. But Lao Wang has experienced a lot, and even Brother Feng said that his experience is not something we can easily underestimate."

Tong Shangyan nodded, he was not the kind of person who overestimated the high and flattered the low, and asking Wang Lifeng about his mastery was just out of curiosity, what was the final result...

Sure enough, he is the only chicken!

Tong Shangyan, who once again realized that "the world is dangerous", floated back to the stove, and asked Yuan Min dejectedly: "This meal... shall we continue to make it?"

Originally, Zhang Dongmu didn't have a good impression of their studio. If his good opinion of Zhang Dongmu's studio was negative because of the cooking, then he would be guilty.

Yuan Min didn't think so. He rested his chin and thought for a while, and said decisively: "Do it! Add another open-back shrimp, and I'll go to the vegetable market to buy shrimp!"