Chapter 1790 A Blessing in Misfortune Mystery

The roaring laughter of the flames, accompanied by the impact of the spatula, constituted a melodious movement.

Soon, plates of dishes were presented like flowing water.

Although there are no precious ingredients, it can be said to be full of color, fragrance and taste.

After everyone took a sip, they were all surprised.

"This taste...is really delicious!" Zhuge Zang, who is good at food, couldn't help sighing.

The two little girls and Zhang Xiaoyu didn't even have the time to talk, and started to frantically deal with the food in front of them.

Even Aunt Fat and Xie Jingjing, who were used to Lao Xie's craftsmanship, couldn't help but be taken aback.

Because it tastes so much better than before.

Although Lao Xie's cooking was good in the past, he was at most at the level of a food stall chef, but now the taste is comparable to that of the world's top chefs, and even better.

"Husband? What's going on here? How come Uncle Xie's craftsmanship has improved so much?" An Yan couldn't help asking.

Xue An was also a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood the reason, his heart moved slightly, and he smiled.

"This is actually not surprising. Uncle Xie's culinary skills have improved greatly, largely because his consciousness has been wandering between heaven and earth for a long time. Although it has suffered a lot, it has also been greatly tempered, so now cooking has become a It's an instinct of his, and this can be regarded as another kind of blessing in disguise!"

Hearing Xue An's explanation, An Yan suddenly realized and nodded. Auntie Fat and Xie Jingjing were also very happy.

Only Zhuge Zang thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly, and he glanced at Xue An.

Xue An nodded slightly at him, and a smile appeared on Zhuge Zang's face.

At this moment, Lao Xie, who had finished cooking, came over with a smile while wiping his hands.

"How is it? The taste is not bad!"

Everyone nodded, Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head even more, and said with a puffy mouth: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

Lao Xie smiled triumphantly, took out a bottle of wine that he treasured from behind, filled it up impatiently, and said, "It's as good as it tastes! Come on, Xiao An, and everyone, let's have a drink together! I'll do it first as a respect."

As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp, and then sipped the taste very satisfied,

"It's so fragrant!"

In the past, if Aunt Fat saw Lao Xie drinking like this, she would definitely mutter something, but this time she didn't speak, and instead looked at Lao Xie with a distressed face.

Xue An smiled, "Why do I think Uncle Xie is good at drinking, why don't you try to temper yourself like this, Hu Ye?"

This sentence caused everyone to roar with laughter, and then they all toasted and drank happily.

The wine was drunk until late at night before it dissipated.

Before leaving, Lao Xie and Aunt Fat came out to see him off.

Lao Xie's drinking capacity has really increased a lot, even though he drank a lot, he is still very sober.

On the contrary, Xie Jingjing was so drunk that she had to go to bed early.

Everyone bid farewell and left, and finally only Xue An and An Yan were left.

Even the two little girls, who were full of food and drink, had followed Hu Ying and Zhang Xiaoyu back first.

Aunt Fat pulled An Yan aside and whispered between women.

Lao Xie lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Xiao'an, do you think the me now... is still me?" Old Xie asked quietly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Although the consciousness and memory are still there, I have died once after all, and the current body has become such a shape, which makes me feel that the previous self has disappeared! For example, drinking alcohol, I have nothing to drink now. Feeling!" Lao Xie smiled wryly.

Xue An shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Xie, as long as your soul remains unchanged, then you are you! As for your doubts now... To use a Buddhist saying, just ask me to see the mystery!"

"Mystery?" Lao Xie murmured, then lowered his head in deep thought, not even noticing that the cigarette butt had burned his fingers.

Xue An went on to say: "Yes! After all, your consciousness has been wandering between heaven and earth for so long. If it weren't for a ray of obsession supporting you, your memory might have dissipated long ago! By then even your soul It still exists, and it is a brand new you! This is called the Mystery of Geyin!"

Lao Xie nodded, "I understand a little bit. To put it bluntly, the current me seems to be reborn with memories!"

Xue An nodded, "It can also be explained that way!"

Old Xie smiled in relief, "So that's the case, then I can rest assured! Xiao An, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Xue An smiled, "And I suddenly had an idea just now, which seems to allow you to embark on the road of cultivation!"

"The road to cultivation?"

"Yes! The path of cultivation through cooking!" Xue An said brightly.

On the way home, An Yan asked curiously: "Honey, what did you say to Uncle Xie? That made him so excited?"

Xue An smiled slightly, "It's nothing, I just gave him a cookbook!"

"Cooking formula?" An Yan looked confused, "Are you trying to let Uncle Xie develop cooking skills?"

"What? Can't you?" Xue An said with a smile.

"It's not impossible, but does it really have a future?" An Yan hesitated.

"Future? Of course! Otherwise, why do you think your husband and I are so good at cooking? Cooking is a very profound method!" Xue An said lightly.

at the same time.

In Laoxie Restaurant, Aunt Fat fell asleep very sleepy because of the ups and downs of the day.

Lao Xie stood in the kitchen with a full face of excitement, because there was an extra book of golden spells in his mind.

God of Cookery!

The various unheard of cultivation methods recorded above made Lao Xie amazed.

But what excites Lao Xie the most is the recipes attached at the end of the Fa Jue.

Seeing those unimaginable techniques, Lao Xie took a deep breath, picked up the kitchen knife, and began to carefully shred the vegetables.

Because he couldn't forget the last words Xue An said to him.

In this world, if a man wants to live a good life and let his family live better, he must have his own strength!

For this sentence, Lao Xie took it seriously.

And this is how his path of cultivation began.

at the same time.

In the Lingying Palace of Fanjing Mountain, Shi Xueqing stared dumbfoundedly at the drunk Hu Ye.

"Master, he... what's wrong?"

Ah Rou on the side said helplessly: "What else can I do? I've had too much to drink! Come on, help me put him on the bed!"

The two women carried Fox Ye to the bed.

Shi Xueqing was about to leave.

At this moment, Hu Ye on the bed suddenly began to mutter, "Yu'er, Honghong, don't go!"

Hear the names of these two strange women.

Shi Xueqing subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and glanced at Ah Rou.

really.

Ah Rou's face darkened in an instant, and then she said in a deep voice, "Miss Xueqing!"

"exist!"

"Please pour me a cup of tea, remember, it must be hot!"

"……oh!"