I became the pet of the Celestial Masters by cooking

Although he didn't understand why Yuan Min suddenly ordered a dish to be added, Tong Shangyan still made a dish of open-backed prawns in black bean sauce under limited conditions.

As soon as the dishes were brought out of the tea room, Zhang Dongmu happened to go downstairs, and his eyes naturally fell on a plate of brightly colored and attractively scented dishes in Tong Shangyan's hands. Stretch out the food: "Did you make the split-back shrimp?"

"En." Tong Shangyan nodded, not knowing what to say next.To be honest, after being nurtured by Wang Lifeng, he was a little apprehensive towards Zhang Dongmu.

However, Yuan Min, who came out with bowls and chopsticks, seemed to have expected this a long time ago. He waved the savory rice in front of Zhang Dongmu casually, and then said respectfully: "Senior Brother Zhang, why don't you stay together?" Have a light meal? It’s all hot food and rice, freshly prepared.”

Zhang Dongmu's eyes slid from the rice to the open-backed shrimp, and then from the shrimp to Yuan Min's face. He knew it was his trick but couldn't resist the sudden hunger. He smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll stay and taste." Taste the young man's craftsmanship."

There was one more Zhang Dongmu in the dinner for five people, Tong Shangyan was naturally squeezed into the three-person team opposite the sofa, and it was conceivable how Alexander the meal was.

Wang Lifeng, who usually gags, has become a saw-mouthed gourd; Lu Linglan, who doesn't want money, blows rainbow farts to Tong Shangyan's food, is completely at a loss for words; Yuan Min, who doesn't talk much nonsense, only answers a few questions when Zhang Dongmu asks a question. No matter how delicious the rice is, it is still a little hard to swallow.

However, the one who feels the most uncomfortable is actually Yin Tangfeng, who usually sits on the left hand side of the meal boy Shangyan, serving soup before meals and handing papers after meals, "taking care" meticulously, suddenly changing someone today is so awkward, It made his meal tasteless.

Among all the people, Zhang Dongmu was the one who ate the most comfortably. Seeing that he finished half of the plate of open-back shrimp by himself, he knew how satisfied he was with this dish.

After the meal, Yin Tangfeng sent Zhang Dongmu downstairs, and the others cleaned up the mess together.

Holding an empty bowl, Tong Shangyan, who was behind Yuan Min, deliberated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Yuan Min, did you ask me to make shrimp on purpose to please Brother Zhang?"

He is indeed a bit dull, but after a plate of open-backed prawns basically entered Zhang Dongmu's stomach, who would believe that Yuan Min ordered this plate of prawns on a whim?

Yuan Min smiled gratifiedly, put on his gloves and turned on the faucet, and explained the reason while washing the dishes: "Brother Zhang likes to eat seafood, but the chef of Yunjinguan is from the inland, he can cook big pot dishes, but seafood is not good at all." , Brother Zhang doesn't like to trouble others,

In the meditation, you will not make too many demands on your own appetite.

Today he is willing to stay and have dinner together. It is selfish, but he also knows that we are trying to curry favor with him, so we give this face. "

Tong Shangyan leaned against the refrigerator door, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if suddenly enlightened, and said, "I see, you want to say that although Brother Zhang doesn't like our studio, he is actually very tolerant of us." , It's just...he just looks more serious."

"Tolerance is there, but strictness is also true." Yuan Min seemed to recall some unbearable memories, and the sadness and sorrow flashed across his face, "You will soon know that Senior Brother Zhang is not a bad person. , are good people, but it's a pity..."

Tong Shangyan was about to ask more questions when Wang Lifeng came in and asked him to discuss the next client's order.

After these few days of "professional training", Tong Shangyan has a general understanding of the operation of the studio.

The sources of the studio's clients are actually related to the Wei family. The richer they are, the more they will need various masters and celestial masters in the metaphysics circle to a certain extent.

Ever since Yin Tangfeng opened the studio, it was no secret that Wei Chaoqi's nephew had such a studio in the circle of rich people, so the business of the studio didn't seem to be booming, but the rewards for each order were very rich - this is also The reason why Yuan Min was able to pay Tong Shangyan a five-figure salary.

Of course, everything has two sides. While Wei Chaoqi's reputation brings customers to the studio, some customers will inevitably doubt Yin Tangfeng's professionalism, so Wang Lifeng is the "master".

He has a wealth of experience and age, so it is most suitable to deal with such customers.Furthermore, most of the rich clients who found them would look at Feng Shui and do the sweeping work, which did not require Yin Tangfeng's help at all.

Wang Lifeng is often unreliable in his words, but he never does things sloppily. As long as he takes orders from customers, he must be well-prepared. This time is the same. Make sufficient preparations in advance, and carefully check all the procedures with Tong Shangyan.

This pair of fake masters and apprentices, one is serious about learning, the other is caring about speaking, and they really cooperate to create a kind of master-student friendship.

In the evening, Tong Shangyan and Yin Tangfeng were the last to leave. After closing the door of the studio, they strolled back to the next door together.

As soon as he entered the door, Yin Tangfeng's cell phone rang, and when he connected, Zhang Dongmu's voice came out angrily: "Stinky boy! Is the young man who cooked at noon today the child raised by Tong Lao? Why didn't you tell me? "

Yin Tangfeng glanced at Tong Shangyan, and returned to Zhang Dongmu's words after entering the room: "Didn't I tell you? He lives with me now."

"It's right to live with you! But you didn't say that he is still working for you in the studio!" Zhang Dongmu retorted angrily, "It's fine to work, why do you still order others to cook? It's getting worse and worse Presentable!"

Although he was criticized, Yin Tangfeng didn't realize it at all, and asked Zhang Dongmu nonchalantly: "Is the open-backed shrimp delicious? Why don't you make fried crab with salted egg yolk next time?"

"You! Brat!" Zhang Dongmu was soft on his hands and short on his mouth, thinking of the plate of delicious shrimps and crabs painted by Yin Tangfeng at noon, his confidence in educating people was like a punctured balloon, and he let out his breath. up.

"Senior brother." Yin Tangfeng had enough of exaggerating, and changed his tone to talk about serious things, "That's not what you want to tell me, is it?"

Zhang Dongmu calmed down, and said seriously: "After you and Xiao Tong concluded the life contract, you came to me to test your life. At that time, I said, I can't see what your fate has become. This is true. Your fate has changed. It's also true."

Listening to Zhang Dongmu's comments on his fate again, Yin Tangfeng said without any disturbance, "I know."

"You didn't tell me the identity of the child today, so I didn't test his life, but you deliberately asked me to stay for the lunch at noon?"

After Zhang Dongmu finished his meal and stepped out of the studio, recalling Yin Tangfeng's performance today, he felt weird. Not only did he not think he was long-winded, but he chatted with him a lot, which caused him to be delayed in the studio until the dinner, and then it was logical. Had a meal.

Yin Tangfeng didn't feel guilty at all, and admitted it expressionlessly.

He was frank, but Zhang Dongmu was not so calm, and even became agitated: "Did Mr. Tong teach that child some way to control mana? The open-back shrimp he made today is full of aura, and it can still be treated by people like us." Practitioners absorb, this is a rare ability!"

"Little Tong has never practiced before, and Mr. Tong didn't tell him anything." Yin Tangfeng denied Zhang Dongmu's guess, "He has extremely weak bones and is not suitable for cultivation at all. As for the fact that the food he cooks contains spiritual energy, I only discovered it not long ago.

Brother, is Xiaotong's ability like this innate or is it because of his fate...forced? "

Zhang Dongmu was silent for a while, and replied: "Xiao Tong's fate is too mysterious, beyond our current cognition, no one knows whether he has this ability before his seal expires, but according to what you said, he is both He has no cultivation base and no knowledge of spells, but he has this power, and it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with his fate."

This inference was similar to what Yin Tangfeng thought, but Tong Shangyan still had too many secrets that they couldn't figure out.

At this time, Zhang Dongmu on the other side of the phone said: "I didn't participate much in the events back then, and I can only rely on Master's dictation, plus the information collected over the years to make a bold assumption——if the child's ability is due to his fate, then the reason that caused the child to be born Humans just want to use the child's fate to collect the aura of heaven and earth for their own cultivation.

If this hypothesis is true, it can also explain why the food cooked by Xiaotong has a strong aura, because the original aura can be stimulated by the things he made, and at the same time be gathered for the practitioner to absorb.

Little boy...he is a perfect magic weapon for aura activation and collection! "

Hearing this, Yin Tangfeng's pupils constricted, thinking that Tong Shangyan's birth was the result of that person's evil intentions, a sense of disgust arose in his heart for no reason: "Pervert!"

"Who is the brat scolding?" Zhang Dongmu's words fell into Zhang Dongmu's ears without beginning or end, thinking that Yin Tangfeng was scolding himself, and then realized that Yin Tangfeng was talking about the person who gave birth to Tong Shangyan. , "Hey, who said no? Does Xiaotong know his own life experience?"

"I don't know, Elder Tong didn't say anything." Yin Tangfeng replied, "I'm not going to say it yet."

"How can you not say this?" Zhang Dongmu was puzzled, "Do you know how rare his ability is? What if something happens to him in the future, and someone takes advantage of him to do something irreversible?"

Yin Tangfeng pursed his lips and remained silent. He was not as enlightened as Zhang Dongmu. He had very few thoughts, and only wanted...the people around him to be at ease.

After Zhang Dongmu finished speaking, he also felt that his worries were unfounded for the time being, so he softened his tone and said, "The fates of you and Xiaotong are like two extremes, and they are all fates that are extremely fragile.

It is unprecedented for Master to think of binding your destiny together and resolving the doom of the two of you. You stayed in the library for a day that day, and you also read all the manuscripts of Master, the things left by his old man. There is only so much left, whether it is good or bad depends entirely on your own good fortune. "

Knowing that what he said made sense, Yin Tangfeng replied with a soft "um", and then asked: "He can use the Yuan family's emperor bell, does it mean that he can also practice in the future?"

"That's interesting." Zhang Dongmu on the other end of the phone took a breath first, and said with emotion, "You said that he has extremely poor bones and is not suitable for cultivation, and Tong Lao didn't teach him any cultivation skills, but now he can drive the emperor of the Yuan family. Ling... take him over sometime, and I'll take a good look at what's going on."

"Okay." Yin Tangfeng accepted Zhang Dongmu's invitation without hesitation.

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The author has something to say:

I went to Du Niang to ask the question "Can Taoist priests eat seafood?" Du Niang told me that Taoist priests are divided into sects, and there are some who can eat meat, so let’s assume that Zhang Dongmu’s sect can eat seafood_(:з」∠)_