Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 517 So he turned and walked towards the mountain

"Shock!"

"What's your expression?"

In the kitchen on the first floor, at Fu Xuan's suggestion, the chefs who were originally responsible for three meals a day went off work early after completing the preparation and preliminary processing of the ingredients, and the remaining part of the dinner was prepared by Fu Xuan himself.

Xing stared at the plate of delicious twice-cooked pork without blinking, and swallowed his saliva subconsciously when he saw the shiny fat on the meat slices.

She looked at Fu Xuan with disbelief and said in shock: "Is this really the dish cooked by Lord Taibu?" If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe that Fu Xuan could cook even if she was spanked hard with a trash can.

San Yue Qi, who was cutting vegetables cautiously at the side, looked up when he heard this, and recalled that when he was on the train, he had almost only seen Fu Xuan making tea, but had never seen Master Taibu cooking.

"Who do you think cooked for me while I was working overtime late at night in Taibusi?" Although Fu Xuan's tone was not good, Xing, who was well versed in the art of tsundere, could actually hear that this guy was so happy that he was almost going to heaven.

It seems that Taibu-sama unexpectedly likes being praised for his cooking skills...

However, this was not the case. Qingque, who was lying outside the kitchen and peeking at what was going on inside, was the one who knew the truth. In fact, Fu Xuan was too lazy to cook at the beginning. When he was hungry after working overtime late at night, he would just cook instant noodles for himself. Such days lasted for more than ten years.

After eating instant noodles late at night one time, Fu Xuan found that he was only eating for the sake of eating and had completely lost the joy of eating.

Of course the main opportunity was that she saw Qingque. Every time Qingque worked overtime late at night, she would eat a steaming hot lunch box, which contained dinner prepared by her parents.

At that time, Fu Xuan realized that delicious food could also relieve the fatigue in his heart. In addition, what the people of Xianzhou had the most was time. It didn't matter even if Fu Xuan learned very slowly. What's more, Master Taibu, who possessed the Dharma Eye, was a true genius.

After more than ten years, Fu Xuan has mastered the superb cooking skills, but he still occasionally thinks of the dinner he made with An Ming.

It was not until today that Fu Xuan finally had the courage to recreate the taste of those memories without having to worry about recalling the past and feeling sad.

After all, if you want to steal Anming now, you can just go to his home and there is no need to miss him at all. This matter is also recorded in the history of the Starry Sky Train and is called "Changmeng Yifen" (unofficial history).

"Uh, why is it so dark in here?" Xing rubbed the obvious marks of explosion on the wall in confusion, which made Ms. Huang Quan, who was already feeling uneasy on the sofa, stand up guiltily.

"S-Sorry, it's me..."

Huang Quan explained with some stammering. In fact, during the preparations not long ago, Fu Xuan and Robin enthusiastically invited Huang Quan to participate in the preparation of the dinner.

until--

The first explosion.

"It's just an unexpected situation. Maybe Miss Huang Quan is not familiar with the kitchen layout here."

So the robin explained.

The second explosion.

"It's okay, just try a few more times. Everyone is like this at the beginning."

Fu Xuan comforted her in this way.

...

The fifth explosion.

"According to the prediction of the Dharma Eye, the kitchen can only withstand three more explosions at most."

"Sister Xuan'er, do you want to synchronize the Qiongguan Formation to the kitchen?"

After listening to the robin's words, Fu Xuan suddenly understood, and the enlightened person calmed down silently.

Huang Quan stood there, staring blankly at the dark kitchen, lost in thought. Finally, he looked at Robin with an apologetic look: "I'll go set the table."

So I turned and walked towards the mountain.JPG

At this moment Huang Quan gave up cooking, as if she had touched the eternal taboo of the Lei Dian family. As long as her surname was still Lei Dian, she would never be able to escape this curse.

Huang Quan chose to set the table carefully. Although there was no reason for the guests to take action, Robin wanted to let Huang Quan take a rest, but the words "We are family" directly blocked all the words that followed.

Fortunately, the Lei Dian family was once a large family. As a half-rich lady, Huang Quan naturally knew a lot of basic etiquette, although that knowledge had not been used for a long time.

Fu Xuan was the chef in the kitchen, with Sanyueqi and Robin helping him, which meant that Xing and Qingque were the only two idle people left in the living room.

"Hey, Xing."

The Qingque in front of the coffee table was like a primary school student who had done something wrong. His two slender legs were rubbing back and forth, and he was very nervous. "Did Master Fu Xuan tell you anything about me?"

As the saying goes, people's joys and sorrows are not the same. At this moment, Ah Xing was happily playing with the trash can ornament that An Ming brought her from Izumo. It was said that it was made of special Izumo metal, which was so tough that it could even crack the skull of the evil creature.

Compared to Fu Xuan's arrogant reaction after receiving the gift, Xing was as happy as a one-year-old child and expressed his feelings to An Ming on the spot -

"From now on, you can use this Star God's bath as much as you want to party!"

An Ming: “?”

This is already Xing's second greatest intention. His greatest intention is to give those trash can collections to An Ming. But if it really comes to that, Xing would rather wrap himself up as a trash can and give it to An Ming than give away his treasured trash can collection to others.

That would be more painful than killing her.

"Fu Xuan...?" Xing had a question mark popped up above her head after hearing Qingque's question. In her impression, Fu Xuan spent his days making tea and muttering about how he would stab An Ming when he came back. "That's not the case."

Qingque felt slightly relieved after hearing this. Maybe Lord Fu Xuan didn't take what happened before to heart at all. Well, he was just scaring himself.

Lord Fu Xuan is so gentle and kind, he will definitely not care about her little tit-of-the-lion action... Thinking of this, Qingque finally put her mind at ease and prepared to enjoy the dinner.

It had been almost fifty years since she last ate Fu Xuan's homemade food. That bowl of steaming hot instant noodles was the best comfort for her body and mind late at night.

Qingque actually didn't hate the lunch boxes made by her mother, but because she always put very little salt in them, the food was so bland that Qingque almost tasted like a sparrow.

At this moment, Robin brought An Ming to the first floor. Seeing that Huang Quan was the only one cleaning the table, he glanced at Xing who was playing the trash can matching game.

Xing was instantly sweating profusely. After noticing the gaze that could be called that of a master, he immediately stood up with his whole body stiff, and without saying a word, he rolled onto the table in a gorgeous manner, rolling back and forth until he was shiny.

Huang Quan: “???”

This was the first time she had seen this way of wiping a table. Although it looked outrageous, the effect was exceptionally good.

Xing really listens to Robin. After all, Robin paid for her bedroom decoration in full, not to mention that after she came to Luofu, he also gave her a whole set of martial arts ceremony style trash can blind boxes.

In Xing's mind, the robin has long been a supreme god at the master level. If Xing returns to Pinocchio, he will definitely raise his bat to support the robin's Garden of Eden.

What's wrong with the Garden of Eden?

Seeing this, the robin smiled and nodded, took An Ming's hand and led him to the table, and then asked Huang Quan to sit down, "Tonight is a welcome party for you, just sit here and wait."

"Just leave the preparations to Xing, right?"

"Yessir!"

Xing said she would leave it to her, and then she showed a hard-working mode that An Ming and San Yue Qi had never seen before. The scene was as terrifying as Fu Xuan's love of salty tea.

San Yueqi, who came out with cold dishes, looked at this scene with a look of astonishment, "How did our Ah Xing become like this?"

Isn't this right?

San Yueqi has never seen such an obedient Ah Xing before. It seems that credit points can make Ah Xing push the mill. This must be supported with a critical eye.

Who said that the big bathtub invested by Robin is really comfortable, not to mention that I can take a bath together with An Ming, just thinking about it makes me blush and my heart beat fast.

It's not that March Seventh has never seen rich people before, but this is the first time she has seen a rich woman as close to her as Robin. After all, it's impossible for Estelle to spend money on her for no reason. But Robin has a bit of credit and really spends money. She is very kind to her own people.

As long as the robin is willing, at her command, March Seven and Star are willing to support her as the new Pam of Star Train!

The robin blinked her green eyes slightly, and felt that the looks that Xing and March Seven gave her were full of pure desire. To put it simply, Bird Hall, we want to make progress so much.

"Yayi, are you used to living in Luofu?" An Ming poured a glass of water for Huang Quan and asked with concern.

"When traveling, most of the time, we have to sleep outdoors, and it's rare to stay in such a nice inn."

Huang Quan smiled. For her, having a home was hard-earned. As long as her family was there, it didn't matter where she lived.

In Huang Quan's understanding, credit points are just a string of numbers. Many people would say they have a lot of credit points and beg for mercy, such as "Don't kill me" before they die.

If you can kill someone, then kill him. What does it have to do with credit points?

However, it was not until today that Huang Quan had a slight understanding of the power of credit points. He also heard this by accident from the fox man in charge of buying vegetables in the kitchen, who accidentally heard about the astronomical price of booking a room in this inn.

Obviously, the quiet environment is only the least noteworthy advantage. The most important thing is that it is only separated from the Sichen Palace by a street, and its symbolic significance is more important.

Fu Xuan obviously knew about this, and this was also a way to cover up his tracks. After all, those who could live here were all distinguished guests of Luofu, and who would have thought that a "wanted criminal" would be here.

Whether it was Fu Xuan or the robin, once they were noticed, they would inevitably cause a commotion. The robin's previous appearance had added tens of millions of people to the daily flow of people at Luofu Port, and the interstellar spacecraft almost burst the Jade Boundary Gate.

Even if most people would leave immediately if they didn't see the robin, as long as one tenth of them stayed and watched Luofu's martial arts ceremony, it would bring in considerable revenue and popularity.

Jing Yuan naturally knew that this favor would be difficult to repay in a short period of time, so what he could do was to increase the rarity of the ingredients by a lot.

When Fu Xuan saw the basket of nourishing things in the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel his cerebellum shut down. Was Jing Yuan trying to kill An Ming? Ten thousand year old mountain ginseng, sea cucumber from the universe, lotus from the jade world... a bunch of precious ingredients that Fu Xuan could name but couldn't name filled the kitchen.

Fu Xuan's face turned slightly red at that time, thinking that if An Ming ate all of them, then he could just hold her in his arms... all night long, which would definitely break her body.

But she still wanted to have a child with An Ming to make up for her previous regrets. Although it was not easy for people in Xianzhou to get pregnant, there was a saying in Luofu that "dripping water wears away stone", and as long as she persisted, she would always succeed.

Fu Xuan also didn't want An Ming to die, so he carefully selected a few of them as side dishes, and stewed the more precious ones as tea, intending to let An Ming have a cup every night before going to bed.

"It smells so good," San Yueqi stared at the scallion-fried sea cucumber on the plate, her saliva almost flowing. Although she was not such a greedy person, she couldn't help but want to taste it when she heard that it was a precious ingredient that could only be caught in the deepest ocean of the universe.

After Fu Xuan skillfully cooked the last dish, he looked at San Yue Qi and said with a smile, "Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to stop eating at night."

"Eh?"

San Yueqi blinked, still a little unconvinced. Could this thing really be that magical?

She just didn't believe that eating it would be more socially devastating than being drunk. Besides, she was already socially devastated enough last time, how much more socially devastating could it get?

When Qingque saw Fu Xuan coming out of the kitchen, he immediately rushed over to him and said, "Master Fu Xuan, thank you for your hard work."

Fu Xuan seemed to have a vision of Qing Que, a dog wagging its tail. He put the dishes on the table and patted her head. "Qing Taibu will have to deal with paperwork when he returns. You don't have to drink the wine."

Hearing this, Qingque's eyes showed a little resentment, as if saying, why do you think it turned out like this? It's because you gave up your job and went traveling around.

Only those who work as Luofu Taibu know the real reason. He works almost all year round and is dragged by his leader to attend meetings whenever he has nothing to do. Occasionally, he has to go to the next door fairy boat to provide consultation and advice.

This is outrageous these days. Is there no fortune teller more reliable than her, Qingque?

It is true. Ever since Fu Xuan left the Immortal Boat, Qingque's divination skills have become one of the best not only in Luofu but in the entire Immortal Boat.

Jing Yuan's original words were that we couldn't let the marshal do the divination himself.

If you must say it, Hua's divination is indeed the most accurate, and he even has the incredible ability to know destiny and change it. But Hua is a marshal after all, and it is impossible for him to devote all his energy to daily divination.

Rounding it off, Qingque is currently the most reliable fortune teller in the fairy boat, and sometimes he is even invited to the neighboring fairy boat for divination.

"I know how hard you've worked," Fu Xuan stopped teasing Qingque and said with a smile, "but you will definitely become a good fortune teller."

"Master Fu Xuan, please don't praise me so seriously..."

Qingque scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "We just want to live a good life and play Qiongyu when we have nothing to do."

"Well, that's good."