The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

Seeing that the old man didn't want to say more, Ling Chi didn't ask any more questions, and said with a smile: "Although you can taste two for free if you catch me ten moves without defeat, there are still many people who are willing to spend money to buy it. If seniors are interested, why don't you buy it?" Try two. If you still think it's not worth it after trying it, the younger generation will smash the signboard and don't sell this Juntun Guokui any more."

Seeing Ling Chi's self-confidence, Grandpa was a little moved: Could it be that this Guokui is really worth the money?

"Hmph, pretending." Little Lolita said angrily, "Not only will the signboard be smashed, but we will be compensated ten times over."

Seeing the little loli staring at him unkindly, Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

"Hmph!" Seeing that Ling Chi didn't flinch, little Lolita tugged at Grandpa's beard: "Grandpa, take the money!"

"Ouch! Take it easy." Grandpa's face turned bitter, and he held the beard on his chin: "Little ancestor, you will pluck out Grandpa's beard."

"What are you afraid of, it will grow back anyway." Little Lolita said, "Grandpa, let's try that Juntun Guokui together, and then smash his signboard."

Give Ling Chi another look: "Make him arrogant!"

Ling Chi: "..."

Grandpa coughed twice, and said: "Young Master Ling, don't blame me, my granddaughter's parents died early, and being pulled up by an old man like me, she is a bit spoiled and willful."

"Ah! What a poor little sister." Yue Lingshan, who had been silent until now, was a little disgusted with this little loli, but after hearing these words, all the disgust turned into sympathy.

It's so pitiful to see this little sister is only twelve or thirteen years old and has lost her parents.

"Grandpa!" Little Loli seemed to dislike Grandpa telling her about her life experience, and that cute little face became a little ugly.

"Don't be angry, it's grandpa's fault." Grandpa begged for mercy repeatedly, and it took a long time to coax the girl into happiness.

At this time, Yue Lingshan had already brought over the two army pots, one to Grandpa and the other to Little Lolita: "Little sister, hurry up and try it! It's delicious."

"Yeah." Although she didn't like Ling Chi very much, she could still feel Yue Lingshan's love for her.

Little Lolita took over Juntun Guokui and said crisply, "Thank you sister."

"No thanks." Yue Lingshan smiled and said, "Eat quickly!"

"Ah."

Looking at the Juntun Guokui in my hand, the golden color is very beautiful, and it feels crispy in my hand.

Putting aside the dissatisfaction with Ling Chi, the fragrance from Juntun Guokui completely aroused the greedy worm in little Lolita's stomach.

"smell good!"

Not only the little Lolita, but also the thunder was rumbling in the grandfather's belly, and he couldn't wait to put Juntun Guokui to his mouth.

So is Little Lolita.

Grandpa went down in one gulp.

"Ugh—"×2

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"

"Ahhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm—"

(Holy light effect)

The breeze is blowing, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The grandfather and grandson have been placed in their own inner illusions, and they will not wake up from the intoxication.

In Grandpa's illusion, he has merged with the colorful nature, laughing freely, and roaming around the world.

"This... this is the real Swordsman!"

Grandpa undresses—

Little Lolita also...

Chapter 13

"Ding, conquer the stomach of Qu Feiyan, an ordinary white eater. The level of the eater is too low to be counted in the number of conquests. It will drop the ordinary white recipe - colorful candied haws."

"Colorful candied haws: normal white recipe, physical strength +20, energy +10, no cooling time."

"Ding, conquer the stomach of Qu Yang, a high-level white eater, and the number of conquests +0.01. Drop the high-level white recipe-five kernel mooncakes."

"Five kernel mooncakes: advanced white recipe, energy +50, no cooling time."

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Ling Chi realized: So it was them.

Counting the time, it's time for the grandpa and grandson to make an appearance.

But not far from death.

Qu Yang didn't care, but looking at the delicate and lovely little loli...

It looked about the same size as Shuang'er, so it would be a pity to die just like that.

But it's hard to say.

Jin Daxia had nothing to do during his lifetime and made many revisions to the novels he wrote. For example, the little loli Qu Feiyan in "Swordsman", in the original version, she did not die.But the two versions that were modified later were pierced by Fei Bin with a sword, and the death was illogical and painful.

Jin Daxia, how can you do it?

……

After a while, the illusion dissipated, and Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan woke up one after another.

Qu Feiyan, who woke up a few seconds earlier, turned to see Qu Yang, and exclaimed, "Grandpa, why did you take off your clothes!?"

"Ah!?" Qu Yang just came back to his senses, when he heard his granddaughter's words, he lowered his head and saw that the clothes he was wearing before were scattered all over the floor for some reason.

Qu Yang blushed, and hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on, but in the face of the crowds watching, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

So embarrassing.

When the grandpa and grandson calmed down a bit, Ling Chi looked at Qu Feiyan with a smile: "Little girl, do you still want to smash my signboard?"

Facing his smiling face, Qu Feiyan blushed, her eyes changed a lot, and finally she lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I underestimated you."

Ling Chi smiled slightly, and said, "Knowing your mistakes can make things better! I accept your apology."

At this time, Qu Yang had already put on his clothes, and said with a cheeky old face: "Seeing is worth seeing once heard a hundred times. Ling Shaoxia's Juntun Guokui is indeed the real thing, but the little old man is ignorant and ignorant."

"Senior praises me, but this junior is ashamed." After a few words of politeness, Ling Chi returned to the center of the field and clasped his fists in all directions: "Which other hero would like to try?"

"I'm coming!" A valiant man with a knife came out of the crowd, and said with a big laugh: "I didn't expect that a stall selling pot kui would also start a martial arts competition, and I, Tian Boguang, came to join in the fun. "