The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 358 Yunluo
Galloping all the way, Chen Yan finally arrived at the old drunkard's house when the sky was about to completely darken.

It was pitch black outside, and only a faint light could be seen from the cracks in the earth wall.

"Old drunkard! I'm here to pay off the debt!"

Chen Yan took down the jar of wine from the car and shouted into it.

"Why are you howling in the middle of the night?"

The door opened, and the old alcoholic glared at Chen Yan with displeasure, "Here you come, come here, do you still want me to pick you up?"

Big...in the middle of the night?
Chen Yan's face twitched.

It was just dark, and he said it was midnight?
This old man, is he probably drunk again?

"Okay, everything you say is right, okay?"

Chen Yan didn't bother to argue with him, and carried the wine jar into the courtyard, "Look at this wine, how is it better than the old wine you gave me before?"

The old drunkard took the wine jar without saying a word, and slapped the mud off it.

Smelling the tangy aroma of wine, the old drunkard couldn't hold back immediately, he didn't even bother to take a bowl, picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

"Agitation, Gudong..."

The old drunkard's throat throbbed unceasingly, making Chen Yan speechless secretly.

This old alcoholic is really not afraid of getting himself drunk!
After drinking more than half a catty in one breath, the old drunkard put down the wine jar, and exhaled foul breath with his face flushed.

"Good wine! Haha, it really is good wine!"

"Happy! It's been a long time since I've been so happy!"

"Drinking this wine, this life is not in vain!"

"Hahaha……"

The old drunk laughed loudly, and handed the wine jar to Chen Yan, "You drink too!"

Chen Yan took the wine jar in astonishment, imitating his appearance, holding the wine jar and pouring wine into his mouth, but his heart was full of surprises.

If it was someone else, he would definitely put away the wine and keep it for himself to drink slowly.

But the old alcoholic didn't seem to care about the wine at all, he knew how much he could drink, and let him drink it.

Isn't the old alcoholic afraid that he'll drink it up?
Strange!
How strange!
There was something eccentric and different about the old drunkard.

Although thinking so in his heart, Chen Yan still had enough time to stop, only took a few sips, and then put down the wine jar.

"Such a good wine, why don't you drink it now?"

The old drunkard looked at Chen Yan with blurred eyes, feeling as if he was already drunk.

"This is to return your wine." Chen Yan said with a smile: "I drank it all for you, what are you drinking?"

"Makes sense."

The old drunk snatched the wine jar from Chen Yan as if he had just woken up from a dream, and carefully sealed the jar.

"..." Chen Yan was speechless.

Just now he said that the old man was generous, but in the blink of an eye, he became stingy.

In addition to being funny, Chen Yan asked with a smile: "How do you think this wine compares to your century-old wine?"

"it is good!"

The old drunkard nodded and said nothing.

One word already explained his approval of this wine.

"How about we make a deal again?" Chen Yan leaned in front of the old drunkard, "You give me some old wine to take away, and I will pay you back double next time."

"We'll talk later."

The old drunkard smacked his lips and said, "I'm hungry."

"..." Chen Yan looked at the old drunkard with a dark face, "You are really welcome!"

"I don't like being polite to people." The old drunkard yawned.

Got it!
Chen Yan smiled helplessly.

Look at the sky, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk tonight.

Or, just rest at the old alcoholic's house for one night, drink with him, and go back tomorrow.

With this plan in mind, Chen Yan stopped talking and walked towards the kitchen with ease.

Not to mention the old drunkard, he himself is hungry too!

Although the old drunkard's house had limited items, Chen Yan still cooked a table of delicious meals.

However, the old drunkard was no longer willing to entertain him with the wine made by Chen Yan himself, but brought a jar of century-old wine.

Drinking this old wine, Chen Yan became more and more curious.

It was supposed to be a very precious old wine, how could it be the same as the cheap wine that can be bought in the market at any time in the old drunkard's place?

Where did this old man get so much old wine?
Just when Chen Yan was full of doubts, a person suddenly appeared.

To be exact, it's a ghost!
A female ghost, still wearing a red dress!
Chen Yan's expression changed, and he looked at the female ghost coldly.

Seeing Chen Yan staring straight at the female ghost, the old drunkard finally showed surprise on his face that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Can you see her?" the old drunk asked in surprise.

"Ok?"

Chen Yan suddenly turned his head to look at the old drunkard, "Can you see it too?"

From the last time he saw the old drunkard, Chen Yan knew that he was not an ordinary person.

But he never expected that the old alcoholic could see ghosts just like himself!
And looking at it like this, he seems to know this female ghost?

"It turns out that we are people of the same path! Haha."

The old drunkard laughed loudly, and said to the female ghost: "Yunluo, since this is the case, don't worry about anything, sit down and eat with us! The food he cooks is absolutely delicious."

Yunluo smiled at Chen Yan, sat down next to the old drunkard, and said to Chen Yan, "I knew you could see me, I wouldn't have avoided it last time."

With that said, Yunluo directly picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to start tasting them.

"Really delicious!"

While eating, Yunluo couldn't help admiring: "I've never eaten such a delicious thing."

"Eat more if you think it tastes good." Chen Yan smiled slightly, and asked the old drunk again, "Don't tell me that you live alone in this remote place because of her?"

The old drunkard nodded slightly, and looked at Chen Yan suspiciously, "Are you also a cultivator? What school and school did you come from?"

"No."

Chen Yan shook his head, his finger brushed across his forehead, and the imprint of ghosts appeared instantly.

At the moment when Chen Yan's ghost mark appeared, a cold light suddenly flashed in Yunluo's eyes.

The old drunkard was also shocked, staring at Chen Yan with a cold face.

"Are you a ghost?"

Yunluo stopped her chopsticks and shouted sharply, "Are you here to collect me?"

"What do I charge you for?"

Chen Yan rolled his eyes at Yunluo, then pointed at the old drunkard and said, "Didn't he ask me what school and sect I'm from? Now you know why I can see you, right?"

While speaking, Chen Yan put away the imprint of the ghost messenger again, but he was surprised in his heart.

When Yunluo saw the mark of the ghost messenger, she wasn't afraid?
Ghostly?
Not like ah!
If it was really a ghost, he wouldn't sit here with himself and the old drunkard for dinner.

Seeing that the imprint of ghosts disappeared, Yunluo and the old drunkard looked a little better.

"Aren't you a ghost messenger? Then why do you have the mark of a ghost messenger on your body?" Yunluo still stared at Chen Yan without letting down her vigilance.

"I know Guicha, he left it on me." Chen Yan smiled casually.

"Do you know ghosts?"

The faces of the two who had just eased up became ugly again, and there seemed to be a killing intent faintly.

(End of this chapter)