Chapter 87 The Proud Son of Heaven 30

Ye Chenfeng ignored the puzzled eyes of the headmaster, turned around and left.

The master wanted to jump again.

No one wanted to ask, because they knew that Ye Chenfeng would not answer if asked.

Ying Long took Tian Miao around, although Tian Miao had also wandered around the Canglang Sect before, but he never showed up. This time it was Ying Long who swaggered and took her around.

"My lord, that's the best canteen of the Canglang Sect. Every peak has a kitchen, but the canteen of Danxiu's Qingyu Peak has the best cooking skills." Ying Long said with a cheeky smile, "My lord, you Guess why?"

Before Tian Miao could answer, Ying Long laughed meanly by himself: "Because they practice alchemy every day, I don't know whether the alchemy is good or not, but their grasp of the heat is ranked first in the Canglang sect. There are many The alchemist's side job becomes a chef. Not to mention, the craftsmanship is really good. They even opened restaurants in some cities, and the business is very good. Come, my lord, I will take you to eat."

After Ying Long finished speaking, he took Tian Miao straight to the cafeteria of Qingyu Peak.

When Ying Long appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria of Qingyu Peak, the entire Qingyu Peak became a sensation.

Uncle Yinglong has never moved from his home for a hundred years, and every time the delicious food is delivered, someone will deliver it, and the person who delivers the food is often sprayed with water. But there are still many people vying for the job. Because Uncle Yinglong would give advice when he was in a good mood, which benefited the delivery person a lot.

The uncle came to their cafeteria today, it must be to eat delicious food, otherwise you can sleep in the cafeteria?

Does this mean that there will be many benefits if you please Uncle Ying Long?

Thinking of this, everyone was excited.

When looking at the stunning woman next to Ying Long, everyone was puzzled, who is this?

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng with an indifferent face also stepped into the cafeteria.

Everyone couldn't help but want to look at the sky.

What day is today?

Uncle Ying Long came to their cafeteria, the first genius of the Canglang Sect, this is the first time they came to their cafeteria, right?

Are they all here to eat?

Soon, everyone knew the identity of the woman next to Ying Long.

That's the sword spirit that Ye Chenfeng got from the magic weapon in the secret realm!

It's called Tianmiao.

It is said that he is still a friend of Uncle Ying Long.

It's terrible, the three people who came to their cafeteria today are all powerful people.

"Where are people? What are you doing in a daze? Serve the dishes quickly, and bring up all your specialty dishes. If you think which one is better after eating every day, I will give you a lot of rewards," Ying Long clamored, patting the table there.

No one thought it was an insult.

First of all, Ying Long was originally an uncle. He has the capital and qualifications.

Secondly, what he said is that there is a reward, which is definitely a good thing that money can't buy! It must be something that is of great benefit to their cultivation.

"Senior, please sit down for a while, I'm going to cook you the braised pork that is the best of the younger generation. The senior came here today, which made us feel full of glory. I will definitely use my life-long skills to cook this dish. The food is my family's ancestral recipe, fat but not greasy..." A clever monk stepped forward to greet him, and after flattering him, he boasted about himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, do it quickly, and you will benefit from delicious food." Ying Long interrupted the monk's boasting, urged, and said to the other monks who surrounded him, "Stop flattering here, hurry up and eat Yes. Cultivators, can flattery make you progress? No! You have to do things down-to-earth." At the end, Ying Long's tone became serious.

When all the monks heard this, they felt ashamed and retreated in a swarm, and went to the kitchen.

"A group of sycophants, don't you know that flattering has no future?" Ying Long looked down upon it for a moment, then turned his head and gave Tian Miao a flattering smile, "Right, Tian Tian, ​​what I said makes sense, right? Tian Tian you want Don't drink some tea. The tea leaves are fragrant, and the brewed soup is dark green and sweet. I got it from the head last time, and I gave him all of it. Only such good tea can be worthy of our wise and powerful people. Every day. I will send someone to make tea for you, and find a disciple with the best tea making skills."

Ye Chenfeng, who was watching coldly, had a cracked expression on his face.

Kong Hou and Dong Xiao had gone crazy laughing during the exchange of spiritual consciousness.

What about Ying Long's face? Ha ha ha ha, convinced him. As expected of an old man who has lived for thousands of years, he is thick-skinned.