God-level Alipay

"Gossip? Didn't you listen to what the Jade Emperor said in the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace last time? These gossips are the root of the corruption of the heavenly court. God of Cookery, you are like this. As the commander, I have to say a few words to you."

Commander Meng was worried that he couldn't find an assault point, so if he caught it, he would beat him hard.

The God of Cookery broke out in a cold sweat, but he forgot about it. Last time, the Jade Emperor was furious because of some gossip, and made a special statement in Lingxiao Tiangong, not to talk too much.

If he talks about gossip now, it's like committing crimes in the limelight.

"Hey, Commander Meng, you see, I've been getting confused lately. It's not the gossip, but what I heard from Mr. Stove. He said that you are going to replace him as the chef."

God of Cookery had no choice but to thicken his skin, but don't let Commander Meng hold on to his braids.

"Well, I have this plan, because the last time I went out to lead the heavenly soldiers on patrol, other fairy families complained, saying that the dishes made by the God of Cookery in the last few banquets were a bit stale.

Well, so at Li Tianwang's birthday banquet, I was cautious and decided to change Zao Jun as the chef, and Chef God as the assistant chef, that's all. "

Commander Meng was talking nonsense in a serious manner, but what he said made both the God of Cookery and the Kitchen God believe it.

The God of Cookery exploded immediately, what assistant chef?To put it bluntly, he is a striker!He and Zao Jun were originally the same level of fairy family, but now they are reduced to others?This matter is enough for Zao Jun to brag about it for hundreds of years.

"Commander Meng, this matter is not appropriate. I am the same immortal as Zao Jun, how could I help him?" Although the God of Cookery was very impatient and his heart was already on fire, he maintained an excellent self-cultivation. , said calmly.

Commander Meng was right after thinking about it, so he changed his words again: "Then let Zao Jun host this birthday banquet directly. I have a heavenly general who has recently been promoted to a second-class heavenly general. He is also going to celebrate. If you don’t eat God, go and do it for him.”

Hearing this, the shattered heart of the God of Cookery, which was injured by Meng Tong, suddenly became even more broken!

Commander Meng is so ruthless, this nima, he is no longer a cook, just kick him out, okay, you are ruthless!
What kind of bullshit second-class general, how can a fairy family of that level let him go out in person, usually he doesn't have to show up at all, and just let the younger brother deal with it.

For a moment, the God of Cookery didn't know what to say, raised the corner of his eyes, glanced at Commander Meng who was drinking tea leisurely, and sniffed carefully, hey?This is the taste of Wannian Longjing!
Shit, Mr. Stove really gave this Commander Meng a lot of benefits!It seems that it's time to take out your own trump card!
Before the God of Cookery had time to take out the orchid wine, the rough voice of Kitchen God came in from outside.

"Haha, Brother Meng, don't come here without any harm, hehe, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the God of Cookery is here too."

Zao Jun rushed in, the God of Cookery listened to Zao Jun's words, his face was dark, and there were ten thousand dragons and horses galloping in his heart, Zao Jun dared to follow his whereabouts!Still playing stupid here.

Alas, why didn't he take out the orchid wine and the ready-made Shilin sausage earlier, maybe that matter has already been settled by now.

"Stove Lord is also very interested, and he doesn't want Wanli to come here as a guest." The God of Cookery smiled on his face, but in his heart he scolded Stove Lord thousands of times.

"What is the purpose of Kitchen Lord coming here?" Commander Meng's tone of voice to Kitchen Lord was obviously much better than that to Cook God.

"I came here this time to bring some thoughts to Commander Meng. This is Millennium Oolong Tea and this is Wannian Snow Lotus Tea. Both kinds of tea must be stored at low temperature so that the taste can last forever. And since I'm here, I'm going to be here Make a banquet for Commander Meng, haha, okay?"

Mr. Stove was so excited when he said that, it seemed that he was about to twitch.

The gallop in God of Cookery's heart, I'll fuck your grandma, you're a bear, you're here to get straight to the point, isn't it too shameless?
"Okay, okay, Mr. Stove is my favorite." Commander Meng took a sip of tea, and with a thud, it was very ear-piercing in the ears of the God of Cookery.

"Actually, I came here today to show Commander Meng some care." The God of Cookery almost gritted his teeth.

"Oh? The God of Cookery still has such thoughts? But the Jade Emperor said that you can't easily take bribes from others." Commander Meng was serious, and the God of Cookery cursed again in his heart, "Fuck, what I give is a bribe, and what the Stove Lord gives is his intention?"
"Oh, then I'll take back fifty altars of orchid wine, and I've prepared some delicious snacks that the Jade Emperor has never eaten before. Let's take them away too, alas." After finishing speaking, the God of Cookery got up Salute, ready to turn and leave.

He used the aggressive method, and he felt that if he didn't use some force today, he would really think that he was a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

And after he finished speaking, in fact, a voice in his heart kept shouting all over the sky: keep me, keep me, hurry up and keep me!

"God of Cookery, take your time. If you have a chance, come and sit with me. I'll make you some tea." Mr. Stove liked this kind of situation the most.

Closing his ears and ignoring Zao Jun's words, the God of Cookery turned around and left, one step, two steps...

"God of Cookery, please stop, what did you just say?" Commander Meng was confused by what God of Cookery said just now, orchid wine, is it the legendary orchid brew?
That is a wine that is more ferocious than Baihuaniang!

When Zao Jun heard this, his mouth twitched immediately.Is Commander Meng too greedy?Don't even think about it, orchid stuffing is such a good thing, he is a warrior, does he know how to taste it?Hearing this name, even he was a little greedy.

The God of Cookery who has already walked three steps is happy, it seems that he made the right bet.

He stopped, walked forward unhurriedly, and said with a leisurely look: "Yes, orchid brewing uses the stamens of nine-pin orchids. After three screenings and four pickings, it will be brewed for 400 years and finally stored for 100 years. Wei Xiaocheng."

When the God of Cookery spoke, he couldn't help but straighten his back. This wine was his specialty back then.Although it is said that he was ranked in the fairy class later and developed a new variety, which is more advanced than orchid brewing, but as his signature, orchid brewing is something that even Dionysus can't help but praise.

Commander Meng's face immediately changed, ignoring the Millennium Oolong and Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus brought out by Zao Jun, and directly led the God of Cookery into the seat again.

The God of Cookery glanced at Mr. Zao, and smiled inwardly. Mr. Stove did have cleverness, but he used it in the wrong place.Commander Meng was originally a warrior, and both before and after he became a fairy, he was a general.

People who practice martial arts, which one is not good at drinking?Who would have nothing to do like a woman, drinking tea every day?
"God of Cookery, I am very satisfied with your intention. I don't know God of Cookery, how many jars did you bring?"

Commander Meng is full of smiles, even if it's a pot, that's fine!The God of Cookery couldn't help laughing: "Where is it, not many, only fifty altars, small meaning, small meaning."

poof...

Commander Meng slipped directly from the chair and fell to the ground, his eyes were a little hot, I am not dreaming, am I, fifty altars of orchid brew?my God!

"Commander Meng, look at my thousand-year-old oolong tea..." Zao Jun became impatient.

Commander Meng casually took it and stuffed it into his pocket, and said impatiently: "I know, I know."

The God of Cookery was overjoyed immediately, and the Kitchen God's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.