Chapter 885: Eight Immortals Visiting the Inn

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Eight immortals stood outside the door, hesitated for a moment and then walked in.

Seven men and one woman, the leading man was elegant and handsome.

An Lin's eyes lit up again, familiar faces!

"Long time no see, little friend An Lin." The man smiled like a spring breeze.

An Lin also stood up and saluted: "Senior Lv Dongbin, long time no see!"

Then, he looked at the other seven immortals and saluted again: "Junior An Lin, meet the seniors of the Eight Immortals, I have heard of your great names for a long time!"

That's right, the immortals here are the Eight Immortals who are extremely famous in the Heavenly Court.

Han Zhongli, Zhang Guolao, Han Xiangzi, Tieguai Li, Lv Dongbin, He Xiangu, Lan Caihe, Cao Guojiu, these eight immortals, An Lin has indeed heard of their great names for a long time!

Whether in stories and film and television works in the mortal world or in the textbooks of Xianlian University, they are all mentioned. They are eight particularly interesting immortals.

"An Lin, why are you so polite?" He Xiangu smiled like a flower, stepped on lotus steps to An Lin, brought a burst of lotus fragrance, and said in a coquettish voice, "I heard that you were named the second cooking god of the heaven by the Emperor of Heaven. What kind of friendship do we have? Naturally, I have to come to support you and taste your cooking skills!"

An Lin saved He Xiangu's life in the Taichu Ancient Domain, so He Xiangu was particularly enthusiastic and close to him.

"Then you came at the right time." An Lin laughed and said, "This cooking skill is not me bragging, you may never taste such delicious food in your life! Moreover, now is the lowest price, and it will definitely increase in a while, so you got a bargain!"

Hiss...

The eight immortals took a deep breath.

Even Lu Dongbin's mouth twitched.

Is this person so confident? The most delicious dish in this life?

Damn, they have already offered a sky-high price of 100,000 spirit stones for a dish, and they are still raising the price?

They came to eat a meal to show their support, and they are taking advantage? !

He Xiangu's worries were in vain. An Lin's attitude was not polite at all. He didn't treat them as outsiders at all and tried to deceive them.

But since they were here, no matter how much they boasted, the truth would naturally come out after a tasting.

They still have the financial resources to try the food, and with the guarantee of the Emperor of Heaven, they will not lose much.

"So, An Lin, what dishes can you make?" Tieguai Li, the first foodie among the Eight Immortals, couldn't help asking.

"Here, senior, this is the menu, you can choose it yourself." An Lin handed a large golden menu to Tieguai Li.

Tieguai Li took a look and was surprised! There were more than a hundred dishes on it, and the names were quite impressive.

What about the dog eating the moon, the dog eating the sun, Chang'e flying to the moon, Houyi shooting the sun, Kuafu chasing the sun...

The eight immortals looked at it and were curious at first, but then gradually, they felt something was wrong and their faces became strange.

Lü Dongbin was even more furious and said, "Why are all these dishes about the sun and the moon?"

The implication was, why do you have to pick on the sun and the moon!

"Haha...this name does have some of the reputation of a top cuisine..." He Xiangu was amused, her graceful figure swayed, and she laughed continuously.

Zhang Guolao asked in a steady manner, "I wonder if An Lin's naming method of the sun and the moon has any special meaning?"

An Lin put his hands behind his back, raised his head, his eyes were deep, his breath was integrated, and he said slowly, "Holding the sun and the moon in my hands and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

The eight immortals trembled when they heard this, and took a deep breath again.

Nima! You can't stop pretending, right?

"Haha, good name, good meaning." He Xiangu was stunned for a moment, and then praised again.

An Lin sighed in his heart, it was not in vain to save this fairy at that time, she knew how to show support!

The other eight immortals held back their swearing and began to look at the menu to decide which dish to order.

"Let's have this dish, the solar and lunar eclipse! There are both the sun and the moon, it should be more delicious."

"Bah! Cao Guojiu, what is your theory, are you misled by An Lin's sun and moon? Daily chicken is good, I like to eat chicken!"

"No, Han Zhongli, let's have flowers in front of the moon, I like flowers." Lan Caihe, who loves flowers, protested.

"No, no, I heard that this dish is mostly vegetarian..."

The eight immortals argued fiercely.

Facts have proved that it is not a good thing for these eight people to have too strong personalities. It is too difficult to reach a consensus on some things. In the end, they drew lots, and whoever drew the lot made the decision.

This process is very familiar, maybe it was done this way when encountering such a situation before.

In the end, He Xiangu became the one who made the decision.

She turned her beautiful eyes to An Lin and smiled: "An Lin, do you have any good suggestions? For example... which dish is the signature dish?"

An Lin smiled faintly and said: "All my dishes are the best in the world. It doesn't matter if they are signature dishes or not. Anyway, they can make you climax."

He Xiangu: "..."

Hiss...

The Eight Immortals trembled again.

Damn it! Is there anyone who can control the situation? !

This guy can't stop pretending! !

He Xiangu had no choice but to choose by herself. In the end, she chose a more weird dish, which was called: Huangdao Jiri.

Yes, it was a very mysterious dish. She just wanted to see what tricks An Lin, who was called the God Chef, could come up with with such a weird dish name!

Then, they saw An Lin walk into the kitchen with a calm expression, and then various "dong dong dong", "dang dang dang" and "boom boom" sounds of cooking were heard from inside.

"Guo Lao, how long does it take for An Lin to cook this meal?" Han Xiangzi pulled up a chair and sat down, asking.

Zhang Guolao shook his head: "It's hard to say, but the more exquisite the dish, the greater the energy required. It is said that the chef Hu Jiahao can cook a top-notch dish quickly, which can take half a day, and if it takes a long time, it may take half a month."

"The prices for An Lin's dishes and Hu Jiahao's exquisite dishes are roughly the same. Even if they say the dishes are super fast, it still takes several hours to make, right?"

Lu Dongbin nodded in agreement after hearing this: "This can also explain why little friend An Lin can only cook one meal a day. After all, it takes a lot of energy and takes a long time. Two meals really is not enough time!!"

After that, he silently praised his wit.

Then, half an hour later, An Lin came out.

An Lin smiled and said, "The food is ready!"

Lu Dongbin: "..."

All the Eight Immortals: "..."

"This...so fast?" Zhang Guolao's eyes widened, and he stroked his snow-white beard with his hand, almost tearing it off.

"Little friend An Lin cooks surprisingly fast." He Xiangu exclaimed.

"Can this be delicious? I feel like he cooks faster than me." Lan Caihe, a handsome man, said with a small mouth.

An Lin smiled: "Whether it tastes good or not, you will know after you try it yourself?"

After that, he began to slowly open the lid.

Then, the Eight Immortals saw a scene they would never forget...