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

Qiao Feng came back to his senses, seeing Ling Chi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he hurriedly shook his head, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, his expression had already calmed down.

"Master Ling..."

"Guest officer, did the smell of wine just come from your gourd?" The second brother ran upstairs and rushed to Ling Chi's table and asked.

Qiao Feng: "..."

"Is it fragrant?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

"Smell, it's so fragrant." The second brother nodded again and again, and said, "Guest officer, where did you buy this wine? Our shopkeeper also wants to buy some."

"Haha, I brew this wine myself, and I can't buy it anywhere." Ling Chi said with a smile: "But I can sell some to your shopkeeper, just in case he can't pay the price."

"That's the matter between the guest officer and our shopkeeper. The little one can't control anything." The second brother laughed and said: "Guest officer wait a moment, the little one will call the shopkeeper over here."

"When will my food be served?" Ling Chi asked.

"Immediately, immediately, the guest officer waits a moment." The second brother hurried downstairs, first notified the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and then went into the kitchen to urge: "The guest officer upstairs is in a hurry, hurry up."

"..."

After a while, a chubby middle-aged man walked upstairs and saluted Ling Chi with a smile on his face: "My surname is Guan Mingli, shopkeeper of Songhe Tower, what should I call you?"

Ling Chi sized him up and said with a smile: "Ling Chi, Ling of high ambition, Chi of Jiuchi Roulin."

Guan Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Ling is such a good name, no wonder he can make such fine wine."

What does a name have to do with winemaking?

Ling Chi resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said: "Guan Guan, there is no need to be polite, don't you want fine wine! I can sell it to you, but the price is very high, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it."

"Just smelling the aroma of the wine just now made people feel ecstatic and drowsy. The price is naturally very high, I understand." Guan Li laughed and said: "I also ask Mr. Ling to bid."

Ling Chi opened the wine cork again and took another sip. The tangy aroma of the wine filled the whole restaurant again. Guan Li was very close this time, so he was naturally inhaled by the aroma of the wine. The color of intoxication.

Qiao Feng also took a few deep breaths, and the wine worms in his stomach surged wildly: Good wine!Good wine!I want a good drink!

Ling Chi put the stopper back on again, and said with a smile, "A catty of ten thousand taels of silver."

"Ah!?" Guan Li's jaw almost fell to the ground, he picked out his ears, and said with a forced smile: "I don't seem to hear clearly, what price is Mr. Ling talking about?"

"It's okay, just listen carefully." Ling Chi smiled and said, "One catty of wine is worth 1 taels of silver."

"Hiss~~~~~" There was a gasping sound at the scene, obviously Guan Li was not the only one.

The scene fell into a brief silence.

"Here we come! The food is here!" The second brother walked upstairs with a tray, breaking the moment of tranquility: "Guest officer, this is the shop's signature vegetable sauce pork ribs and Liangxi crispy eel. Guest officer, please take it easy. , and there are eight dishes to come."

Ling Chi smiled and nodded: "I'm sorry."

"Hey? Hehe, the guest officer is too polite, too polite." The second brother went downstairs full of joy. For a person like him who lives at the bottom of the society, he can get Ling Chi, who seems to be of high status. A person's "Thank you" is enough to make him happy for several days.

Qiao Feng was very surprised when he saw this scene: this person does not seem to be a vicious person.

Recalling the news brought back by the brothers of the beggar gang, although Ling Chi beat Shaolin Temple to death, he did not kill them all. Instead, he took thousands of hand-copied Buddhist scriptures and left. Shaolin Temple only injured more than 1000 people, but no one was killed.

Qiao Feng looked at Ling Chi and said to himself: Could it be that I blamed him wrongly?

Ling Chi took a look at Guan Li and said, "Does Shopkeeper Guan still want to buy wine?"

"This..." After a fierce struggle in his heart, Guan Li finally let out a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "I'm running a small business, but I can't get the money to bother Mr. Ling."

"It's okay." Ling Chi smiled slightly: "We're going to eat."

"Master Ling, take it easy." Guan Li cupped his fists and went downstairs.

"Don't look at it." Seeing Si Jian looking at him and refusing to move his chopsticks, Ling Chi picked up a pair of chopsticks and said, "Let's try it together!"

"Young Master Ling, use it first." Although Si Jian's affection for Ling Chi had already broken through the sky, they still insisted on their status as slaves, and they always had Ling Chi to eat first before they were willing to eat.

Ling Chi shook his head: This evil feudal society... I like it.

Ling Chi tasted these two dishes, and they were okay in terms of taste, but they were not hygienic, the oil used was not clean, the pot was not clean, and even the ingredients were not clean.Although it is nothing to ordinary people, it is absolutely unqualified for him.

Ling Chi shook his head: "You can't care too much when you're away from home. At least it's cooked, let's eat it!"

Zhu Jian smiled and said, "Master Ling says that about everything he eats! But compared to the dishes cooked by Mr. Ling, other things can only be considered cooked."

Ling Chi smiled slightly and put down his chopsticks: "Let's eat!"

Si Jian just moved his chopsticks, and it was also because Ling Chi had his mouth in his mouth in the past. Although these two dishes are the signature dishes of Songhe Tower, Si Jian has a feeling that it is no different from eating steamed buns.

Just like Ling Chi said: If it is cooked, it can be eaten.

That's it.

"..." Qiao Feng took a deep breath and said, "Young Master Ling, how about coming over for a drink together?"

Ling Chi glanced at him, seeing his sincerity, he couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Don't Master Qiao regard me as an enemy! Why do you still want to drink with me?"

"It was Qiao who was impulsive just now." Qiao Feng said apologetically, "Master Xuanku of Shaolin is Qiao's master, and Qiao was naturally angry when Mr. Ling did such a thing in Shaolin Temple. Judging by the waiter's so amiable, Young Master Ling is not a bad person, Qiao will reconsider."

"Oh?" Ling Chi admired him a bit.

If you know a mistake, correct it, it's a very simple sentence, but how many people can do it?Especially with Qiao Feng's status, this is equivalent to the boss of a large group in charge of millions of employees. It is difficult for such a person to admit his mistakes just because of the boss's airs, but Qiao Feng admitted and corrected it immediately.Ling Chi couldn't do this even if he asked himself. As far as his heart is concerned, Qiao Feng is indeed stronger than him.

"Since that's the case, I'll have a drink with Chief Qiao." Ling Chi got up, walked to Qiao Feng's table and sat down.Si Jian wanted to follow, but he stopped him.

While eating the vegetables, Si Jian looked at Ling Chi and Qiao Feng, fully alert.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng praised: "Young Master Ling's guards are really dedicated to their duties."

"They are not my guards." Ling Chi glanced at Si Jian and smiled slightly: "They are my women."

"Oh?" Seeing that Si Jian seemed to be blushing, Qiao Feng laughed: "Mr. Ling is really a romantic person, but he is much better than Qiao."

"It is indeed better than you." Ling Chi nodded: "A 30-year-old leftover man who doesn't even have a wife, shame on him."

Qiao Feng: "..."

"Pfft—" Si Jian covered his mouth and snickered.

"Cough." Qiao Feng was very embarrassed, forced a smile and said, "Master Ling laughed."

"It's okay, I've laughed at a lot of things, it's not bad this time."

"..." Can we still have a good chat?