"Jian Shisan, I've never heard of him, but I know a little bit about Lu Yuan. I seem to have had dinner with my grandpa before."
As the little Loli Enoch spoke, her eyes dimmed for a moment, but then she raised her head and continued.
Alas, is this the sadness of immortal species and human lifespan?
I couldn't help but sigh, but then I was stunned.
Wait, that’s not right!
Mr. Zhao is so powerful, killing a few werewolves is like killing a chicken, how could he not be a cultivator? !
Even if it's not as good as that Lu Yuan, it's definitely about the same. How could it only last a few decades?
According to Lao Sun, when human beings reach a certain stage of cultivation, they can live at least several hundred years!
I looked up at Old Sun and couldn't help but ask, "Old Sun, didn't you say before that practicing Kung Fu can extend your life? It can be as long as a few hundred years."
"yes."
Lao Sun licked the ice cream in his hand happily, yes, it was blueberry flavor, and replied casually.
grass!
The boss and the employer are asking you about business, why are you just letting your monkey hair sit there to eat?
I suppressed my anger and continued to ask slowly,
"Then Mr. Zhao is..."
Halfway through, I closed my mouth and carefully glanced at the little Loli Enoch next to me.
Little Loli Enoch didn't have much reaction, but her eyes became a little darker.
"Oh, Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you, Lao Chuan, to still remember this. I forgot about it."
Lao Sun suddenly understood, and then continued to say calmly,
"Mr. Zhao is a special case. Firstly, fighting has suppressed the chef world for more than decades, so it is inevitable that there are some hidden diseases; secondly, Mr. Zhao himself does not want to stay in the human world anymore, so he went to the underworld."
What?
I seriously doubt whether my ears are deaf.
What do you mean you don’t want to be in the human world anymore?
"Mr. Zhao didn't die just after his longevity..."
"Dead? Who told you, Lao Chuan, that Mr. Zhao is dead? Didn't Mr. Zhao live well in the underworld?"
What? !
I was confused.
"Actually, grandpa felt too bored. He thought that no one would accompany him to fight for hundreds of years... no, Chu Dou, so he just made an excuse at first, saying he had cancer, and then asked me to take him to Mountain Ghost. Take a rest somewhere.”
Little Loli Enoch raised her head and explained, not forgetting to take the potato chips from her hand and chew them.
"Ah? Mr. Zhao knows that you are a mountain ghost, Yinuo?"
I looked confused.
"I must know. Grandpa has known our tribe for so many years, and Grandpa and I have lived together for so many years. How could we not know each other's identities?"
Little Loli Enoch was chewing potato chips and looking up at a fool.
My face was expressionless, and I slowly turned my gaze to a certain monkey hair.
"Ahem."
Lao Sun's eyes wandered, he coughed dryly, and then said with a smile,
"Isn't it that back then, Lao Chuan, you still belonged to ordinary people? According to regulations, I can't tell you this kind of thing. If I, Lao Sun, fooled you a little, it would be completely excusable!"
grass!
Ma Dan!
Fool your grandma’s legs!
Mad, if I hadn't suddenly realized it just now, I might have been kept in the dark for how long!
Co-author Mr. Zhao is not dead! !
"So Mr. Zhao, what's going on now?"
I resisted the urge to beat the monkey hair in front of me to death and asked through gritted teeth.
"Lao Chuan, if you don't follow me all the way, you can see clearly. Mr. Zhao took the initiative to go to the world of life and death. Well, it should be that the reincarnations of the creatures in our country are all there. Maybe, how many foreign ones are there?"
"so……"
I silently covered my face, probably guessing the reason why Mr. Zhao took the initiative to enter the underworld.
"So, Mr. Zhao is probably looking all over the place for the two cooking gods in history. He may have found them, and they are excitedly discussing their cooking skills. Alas, only the realm of life and death is allowed to enter and not exit, otherwise you really want to go in. See, even if you eat just a little bit, it’s okay!”
Lao Sun swallowed his saliva, wiped his mouth, tried hard to control the saliva that was secreted like waves, and said with a look of regret.
"Then Mr. Zhao can wait until the deadline is approaching and then go inside to find the two chefs?"
I asked confused.
"That's because the world of life and death is special. When Shouyuan outside goes there, it's like nothing. Moreover, my grandfather didn't plan to go there before. He also learned exactly a few years ago that neither of the two cooking gods in history had a choice. Reincarnation.
They were all still enjoying themselves in the world of life and death, so they decided to go. After all, my grandfather has been bored for too long and can't stay any longer. "
Little Loli Enoch said calmly, minding her own business and opened another bag of potato chips.
"Then what did you, little Inuo, do when you cried so hard before?"
"I have been eating the food cooked by my grandfather for decades. When I think about it, I will never be able to eat it again. I am sure... wow!"
Little Loli Enoch was so sad that the potato chips fell on the ground, and crystal tears immediately burst out of her eyes.
Although it does sound very sad, I was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end. I really thought that the most pitiable people were those who lost Mr. Zhao!
"The funeral of the mountain ghosts?"
"It was held for Mr. Zhao's food. Alas, Mr. Zhao's delicacies passed away like this. From now on, I can never eat them again, such delicacies!"
Lao Sun's nose felt sour, and then his eyes became moist and red.
Damn stuff!
The sadness, regret and tears of labor and management! !
No wonder Mr. Zhao was smiling so happily from the beginning to the end. I thought it was because Mr. Zhao was optimistic and open-minded, so he was really happy to co-write it! ! !
"But, fortunately, although Mr. Zhao is gone, he still left you a recipe book for Lao Chuan. As time goes by, you Lao Chuan may not be unable to become a talent!"
Lao Sun's eyes were firm, and he came to me at some point, patted me on the shoulder, smiled and encouraged me.
The corner of my mouth twitched.
What the hell, where were those tears just now?
Where did you Houmao learn such authentic Peking Opera face-changing!
"Yeah, come on, Xiaochuan. Although I forgot where I left my grandpa's kitchen utensils and kitchen knives, most of them are still in Zhao's house. When you become a practitioner, I will take them all back with you."
Little Loli Yinuo said next to me with the same firm eyes, but due to her height, she couldn't pat my shoulders, so she had to do the next best thing. Her little face was full of determination, and she stretched out her white hands and patted my belly. .
I deadpanned.
There was just a cookbook full of simple dishes, but in the end, it didn’t even have Mr. Zhao’s original kitchen knife. It would be crazy if he could become a chef!
Pooh!
Why the hell should I consider becoming a chef? !
"Stay there for a while, right, fuck, Yi Nuo, what do you think is going on with that Lu Yuan?"
Where does practicing a kung fu go?
I asked Enoch angrily, kicked a certain monkey's hair away, then picked up the so-called Sword Thirteen's skills on the ground and continued to read them.
"Lu Yuan, he's very powerful. I remember when he came to see grandpa, his attitude was very arrogant. He asked grandpa to make him some expensive dishes. I can't remember exactly what it was."
"Then, what year will it be?"
"I don't know. Anyway, Lu Yuan was quite young at that time. My grandfather was probably sixty-two years old at that time."
Mr. Zhao is sixty-two years old, so Lu Yuan should be older than me now, he should be in his forties, well, he is similar to that damn fat guy Wang Xiaohai.
Um?
I lost it!
Does this mean that this guy has become the strongest human being at such a young age?
"I don't know if he is strong or not. Anyway, he was beaten very badly by my grandfather. He said that he used the three swords that he was proud of and even flew into the sky. In the end, he was chopped down by my grandfather with a kitchen knife and was beaten badly. Crying for father and mother, begging for mercy again and again."
Little Loli Enoch seemed to see what I was thinking, shook her little head, tried to remember, and then said calmly.
"Then you, Yi Nuo, still think he is great?"
I was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"He himself said that he was very powerful, the youngest and strongest swordsman in modern times, and the only swordsman in modern times. In short, it sounded very powerful, but he didn't expect that even my grandfather couldn't resist two swords. His temper was so bad. Still relatively hot.
In the end, if many people hadn't persuaded him, Lu Yuan probably wouldn't have been able to leave. Even if Grandpa let him go, he would probably have to miss some parts. "
Little Loli Yinuo said casually, took the sword Thirteen in my hand and looked at it,
"Well, it's almost the same, because it's Sword Thirteen that he uses."
Gudong!
I swallowed a few mouthfuls silently.
"Then it stands to reason that Mr. Zhao is the most powerful person in the world. How can it be Lu Yuan's turn?"
"The job of a chef is to cultivate one's moral character. You must not be competitive or act bravely and recklessly. Otherwise, this chef will be no different from a barbarian!"
Lao Sun shrugged, then looked at me calmly and added,
"Mr. Zhao's original words. I remember these words were when Mr. Zhao dismissed the first position they offered to give up in front of a group of strong human beings who were trying to protect the land transportation from being hacked to death, and then put the kitchen knife on the land. Yuan said with contempt on his neck.
By the way, this group of people didn't dare to move at all. They would have hidden behind Lu Yuan who was holding his neck. After hearing this, Mr. Zhao became much better-tempered. In the end, he asked them to compensate and apologize. It's done. "
Um, Lao Sun, stop talking, I already have a picture in my mind.
I silently covered my face and refreshed my understanding of Mr. Zhao again.
No wonder people like Mr. Zhao will never come out in ten thousand years. He is conservative, too conservative. In Huangdi's time, there was even Chi You as his opponent.
Mr. Zhao's directness has penetrated three generations. If it weren't for his excessive love for cooking...
"So, since then, probably the world's most famous immortals, practitioners, and various unnatural circles have begun to spread this sentence.
It is better to offend the most powerful person in the world than to offend the best chef in the world. "
Old Sun's face was calm and full of regret. In addition to respect, there was also a bit of envy in his eyes.
Um?
I suddenly realized that Mr. Zhao is so awesome, why the hell should I practice Sword Thirteen? Wouldn’t it be delicious to practice Mr. Zhao’s technique directly? !
Well, this seems to be more and more like the successor of Mr. Zhao.
