Chapter 39 Dumplings: Rising Dragon!

Inside the Luminous Cuisine Pavilion, the expensive all-beef set meal was over.

A total of 72,362 yuan was spent.

It's about the price of three cows purchased at the Luminous Cuisine Pavilion.

Not the ordinary cow, but the special cow who grew up drinking beer and listening to music.

Such expenses are of course extremely expensive.

Just look at the face of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

It was already crumpled together and twitched from time to time.

Wallet is empty.

The card is also empty.

The most important thing is that the credit card is also overdrawn.

Farewell, my retirement.

Farewell, my cat.

Farewell, my dog.

Farewell, my goose.

The eyes of the old monk at Tongshou Temple were sparkling.

He was really in tears.

If the dream he thought was shattered like this, he would not be like this.

But it was him who shattered this dream.

In particular, Jason has repeatedly confirmed, but he has no idea.

It was really hard for him to accept it.

Sure enough, I was born to work hard!

I'm not going to work like this until I die, right?

When I thought of my old age and frailty, in the cold winter, I could no longer survive, and finally collapsed on a street corner by the roadside, covered by wind and snow, and was not discovered until my body stiffened.

The tears of the old monk of Tongshou Temple could not be restrained more and more.

However, with tears flowing, the old monk of Tongshou Temple suddenly thought of something.

How old am I this year?

ninety?

ninety two?

Or ninety-five?

If you think about it this way, it seems to have lived a lot longer than ordinary people!

After thinking about it, the old monk is not so uncomfortable.

However, the wrinkled face still did not stretch.

He wants to pay off his credit card!

Twenty thousand credit cards!

What year and month will it be!

"Grandmaster?"

Hui Lijing kept looking at the expression of the old monk in Tongshou Temple, crying and laughing for a while, her face still wrinkled. The female detective was really worried that the old monk would lie down here if he couldn't get up in one breath.

More than 70,000 yuan, for a female detective, without using her sister's money, that is a huge sum of money.

Or rather, a hefty sum for anyone.

"nothing."

"I'm used to it."

"In life, how is it possible for everything to happen?"

The old monk of Tongshou Temple said with his hands folded, his face completely stretched out.

In his heart now, he was already thinking about where he should go.

Now he is no longer Master Tongshou Temple.

It is not suitable to live in Tongshou Temple.

Just moved out.

Fortunately, there is still some time before winter really comes. He can find more cardboard boxes and build a home.

It is difficult to find a job under such conditions.

Although the work of removing spirits and exorcism was well paid, he really dared not.

Not only is he afraid of losing his life, but he is also afraid of hurting his client.

The client came to him because he believed in him.

If he loses his life because of such a thing, he really has a bad conscience.

Therefore, in the past ten or twenty years, he has been selectively accepting tasks.

He will not accept anyone who is similar to the executives and the rich.

Because such a person definitely does not lack the help of real onmyoji and exorcists. Since there is no solution, it proves that the task is very difficult and far beyond what he can touch as a 'rookie'.

On the contrary, some civilians and the like, he is willing to take over, because most of such tasks are completed very well.

But I don't know why, the more this is the case, the bigger and better his reputation is.

Some even called him a 'Buddha'.

But he is the real dish!

In addition to [Body Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], and [Silence Technique], I can practice [Vajra Palm].

As for the secret legend of Tongshou Temple [Dawei Tianlong Method]?

Until now, I only understand a fur.

such him,

How is it possible to remove the spirit exorcism?

Harming others and harming oneself is unacceptable.

well!

Thinking of this, the old monk of Tongshou Temple couldn't help sighing.

Then, he looked at Jason slightly pleadingly.

"Master, can you let me live in Tongshou Temple for a while?"

"Don't worry, it's just for a while."

"As soon as I get a job, I leave."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple looked at Jason pitifully.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

In the bottom of his heart, Jason naturally had a plan.

Let the old monk of Tongshou Temple leave?

Will not.

He is very clear about his identity.

In other words, the problem he is considering now is far more than just Tongshou Temple.

There must be someone guarding the Tongshou Temple.

Is there a more suitable candidate than the old monk of Tongshou Temple?

No.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple is the best candidate.

"Everyone."

The lobby manager, who was serving as a waiter, walked outside the bamboo curtain and reminded softly.

When everyone turned their heads, the lobby manager said with a smile: "Our chef specially made a small after-dinner meal for you, do you need me to serve it now?"

"Will you give away meals?"

Hui Lijing was stunned for a moment, and then she was stunned.

After all, they have consumed such a huge amount of meals, and it should be a good thing to send something.

It's like when she is in a cafe, when someone buys a lot of things at once, she will also give a pudding.

It should be like this.

The female detective nodded thoughtfully.

Seemingly seeing the female detective's expression, the lobby manager immediately explained.

"It's not a gift."

"Or……"

"This food is far more than the beef set meal you have eaten."

The words of the lobby manager made the female detective and the old monk look at each other in surprise.

As for Jason?

At this time, he had already sat up straight, and his nose kept twitching.

fragrance!

Nice fragrance!

Jason was completely attracted by the scent, and his eyes turned to the direction of the kitchen.

"Why would such precious food be given to us?"

The female detective asked with vigilance.

Although the Luminous Cuisine Pavilion doesn't look like such a dark shop, there are still some things that need to be asked clearly.

After all, they don't have the ability to spend 70,000+ anymore.

Even if there is, it is impossible to give it to the other party for nothing.

"Because it's emotional."

"It's our boss who was moved when he saw you walking with friends."

"So I feel it."

The lobby manager explained and asked again.

"Do you need to get in now?"

"let's go."

Jason agreed immediately.

"it is good!"

The lobby manager turned and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, he walked out with a cart.

The car is a dining car.

Only the top floor of the car contained a steaming drawer.

Similar to the cage drawer for Xiao Long Bao.

"You are disturbed."

Pulling open the bamboo curtain, the lobby manager said so.

Then, I carefully placed the drawer, which seemed to only be able to hold 8-10 xiaolongbao, on the table that had just been cleaned.

"Then I'm open now?"

asked the lobby manager.

"it is good."

The crowd nodded.

The lobby manager immediately pinched the top of the cage with his fingers, and then slammed it up—

call!

The rich water vapor spurted out, and immediately, the cage was covered.

Then--

Roar!

hoohoo!

hoo hoo hoo!

Bursts of low but long roars sounded along with the permeation of white water vapor.

"This is this?"

Seeing the sudden scene in front of her, Hui Lijing's eyes widened.

After that, she opened her mouth involuntarily.

dragon!

In the water vapor, a dragon appeared.

Head up, climb up.

Like flying.

All over the world.

Dragon Yin Nine Heavens.

The dragon roars were still in her ears, and in front of Hui Lijing's eyes, a dragon had already soared into the sky.

However, when Hui Lijing blinked, she found that there was nothing.

In front of me is just a basket of steamed dumplings.

Steamed dumplings with shrimp heads and tails.

But the scene just now?

hallucinations?

Hui Lijing looked puzzled.

She turned her head to look at the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple folded his hands and looked at the lobby manager.

"Is this the legendary 'Rising Dragon Steamed Dumpling'?"

the old monk asked.

"Yes."

"This is the 'Shanglong Steamed Dumpling' specially made by the boss for you."

"Please taste it."

The voice fell, and the wind was surging.

The heat on the dining table was stirred by an arm that was reaching its limit, showing a tumbling state, and the Shenglong dumplings in the cage had long since disappeared, leaving only the sound of Jason chewing.

"Delicious!"

Jason felt the collision between the teeth and the shrimp, and the whole person was happy.

What made him even more happy was that the words in front of him——

【Devouring 'Thanglong Dumpling' (cooked by the master)】

[Physical strength, energy, and injuries are moderately recovered! 】

[Satisfaction +5]

【Satisfaction: 724】

...

"5 o'clock satiety?"

Jason's eyes lit up.

It's not surprising that 'food' brings 5 ​​satiety.

Foods like this in the conventional sense can bring 5 points of satiety, but it is unique.

In Jason's understanding, conventional food can only undergo qualitative changes through the accumulation of quantity.

"Is it because of the chef?"

Jason looked at the description of 'Master Cooking'.

Almost subconsciously, Jason looked at the lobby manager.

"Can I meet this chef?"

Jason asked.

"terribly sorry."

"Our boss usually doesn't see guests."

"And, after making a satisfactory work, our boss has gone home."

Obviously, this is not the first time the lobby manager has encountered such a thing.

There was a rare disappointment on Jason's face.

However, he did not embarrass the lobby manager, he just nodded and signaled that the other party could leave.

After the lobby manager saluted again, he left.

"Is it delicious?"

the female detective asked.

"It's more delicious than expected."

Jason replied.

The female detective immediately showed yearning in her eyes.

With the dream of being a barista, female detectives naturally have a passion for food.

She also wanted to try this seemingly amazing food.

But is it enough if you take the initiative?

Sorry for disturbing you.

I am a poor man.

I do not deserve.

Female detectives have always been self-aware.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple was sitting there thinking.

"Master, what's wrong?"

In order to divert her attention, the female detective asked the old monk.

"According to the rumors, in a certain era someone used cooking to appease the demon."

"That chef made countless delicious dishes in his life."

"But later, after winning the cooking competition again, he disappeared with a group of friends... Among his favorite dishes, there seems to be this 'Rising Dragon Dumpling'!"

The old monk replied.

"Just one serving of Shenglong dumplings?"

"Are there similar magical dishes?"

The detective's eyes widened.

"Well, there are also Catfish Noodles, Big Universe Shaomai, Milky Way Noodles, Flowering Pot Rice, Comet Fried Rice, Red Sea Bream Continent Map, and more."

"But these..."

"It should be a legend, right?"

As the old monk spoke, his tone became a little unconfident.

Such a lack of self-confidence was discovered by a keen female detective.

Facing the female detective's gaze, the old monk said frankly.

"Because according to rumors, people who have eaten these dishes can live forever!"

"Immortal?!"

The female detective exclaimed.

"Yeah, immortal."

"Things that even big demons can't do."

"So, I guess it should be a legend."

The old monk nodded.

Jason frowned.

Immortality?

It looks a little weird.

Can it really not exist?

When the strength of the body reaches a certain level, it will naturally delay aging. When viewed in a certain period of time, it is the so-called 'immortality'.

And can eat to this extent?

Think about satiety!

The dead can be resurrected!

What's more, immortality?

Therefore, Jason believes in this legend.

He definitely didn't want to eat catfish noodles, big cosmic shaomai, galaxy noodles, flowering rice noodles, comet fried rice, red sea bream mainland map and other dishes.

"I really want to meet that chef!"

Jason thought to himself.

Then, his eyes looked outside the bamboo curtain.

Ryosuke is back.

There is a medicinal and mysterious smell on his body.

not food.

It is the aura that remains after being contaminated with secret techniques and the like.

"Not smooth?"

Jason asked.

"It's not going well."

"I need to sort out the plans for now."

"Our previous agreement is considered void!"

Saying that, Ryosuke bowed.

The female detective frowned.

"Hey, you guy..."

"it is good."

Jason interrupted the words.

"Feel sorry."

After speaking, Ryosuke turned around and left.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"It's clear that Jason, you're helping him!"

The female detective looked at Ryosuke's back and said indignantly.

"That's how hypocritical people are."

"It's usually good to have a meal."

Jason answered.

The female detective was stunned.

"generally?"

"Is that unusual?"

The female detective asked subconsciously.

"Two times."

Jason said with certainty.

Such words made the female detective unable to speak.

But the old monk laughed.

It was right to make Jason a master.

Jason has great wisdom.

Thinking of this, he thought of the old monk's dying care.

The master of Tongshou Temple!

Finally, he is no longer a fake.

Can be a real master!

Thinking of this, the old monk of Tongshou Temple could no longer sit still.

He looked at him with a serious look, and Jason said--

"Master, please come with me... to accept the inheritance of the 'Tongshou Temple'!"

PS The fat dragon who got up late again covered his face!

(End of this chapter)