I let you cultivate immortality, not bring harm to the immortal cultivation world!

Qin Yu walked into the back kitchen and found that the shopkeeper had already prepared a bowl of tofu pudding, and the other bowl was just being put into the bowl and was about to add broth.

"Wait a minute!"

Qin Yu stopped him in time!

"What's wrong, Immortal Master?"

Qin Yu took out the identity token of Xuantian Sect and introduced himself: "I am Li Zhengtong's senior brother. I came here this time to tell you something!"

"Tell me?"

The shopkeeper was very surprised. He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

He was just an ordinary person. How could the Immortal Master of Xuantian Sect tell him something, and come here specially.

But Qin Yu immediately affirmed: "Yes, this matter is related to you."

The shopkeeper hurriedly put down the bowl in his hand and carefully approached Qin Yu, still a little uneasy in his heart.

"Master, could it be that my talent for cultivating immortals has been discovered by a great figure of Xuantian Sect?"

"Are you here to take me back to the sect?"

Qin Yu: "..."

"What are you thinking about? You are so old, and you still want to cultivate immortals!"

"I came here to tell you that Junior Brother Li is extremely talented and has an extremely special and strong physique. He was personally accepted as a disciple by the elders of the sect and is hailed as the future hope of the cultivation world."

"But his physique has a fatal flaw, which is that he can't drink tofu brain... To be precise, he can't You can drink the broth in the tofu pudding. Once you drink this broth, your cultivation will instantly collapse! "

"But Junior Brother Li doesn't know this, because Master has always instilled in Junior Brother Li the idea of ​​invincibility, making him always believe that his physique is invincible and has no flaws, so that he can cut through all obstacles in the future in the cultivation of immortals with an invincible attitude. "

"If he knew that his physique was not perfect, he would definitely break his heart. "

"Do you understand?"

"Ah?"

The shopkeeper was stunned.

His first reaction was that the young master of the Li family was so awesome?

The second reaction was that my tofu pudding was so awesome?

He had never heard the storyteller say that a physique would lose all cultivation because of drinking a bowl of tofu pudding.

However, the world of cultivation is unpredictable, and any strange physique is possible, which is definitely not something a mortal like him can question.

The shopkeeper asked, "Then Master, don't give this tofu pudding to Mr. Li for now."

"No!" Qin Yu said seriously, "Junior Brother Li has expressed his desire to drink the tofu pudding you made many times, and this point must be satisfied. Junior Brother Li just can't drink the broth in it, not that he can't drink tofu pudding."

"Ah?"

The shopkeeper was stunned.

Tofu pudding without broth, is it still called tofu pudding?

Suddenly, the shopkeeper remembered what Li Zhengtong said about sweet tofu pudding, and asked tentatively, "How about... adding a little sugar to it?"

"No need!"

"Just give him the original flavor!"

"Original...original flavor?"

'The word original flavor is simply an insult to tofu pudding! 'The shopkeeper muttered.

However, since it was the Master who asked, he could only do it.

Soon, a portion of steaming tofu pudding was served on the table.

Under the brown broth was the tender white tofu pudding, with a little chili oil floating on it, and a few green coriander leaves swaying gently in the bowl like a boat.

Li Zhengtong's appetite was boosted when he saw the delicious tofu pudding.

A bite of the fragrant and salty tofu pudding, and then a bite of the crispy and tender meat fire, the taste is so delicious.

Another bowl of tofu pudding was served, and Li Zhengtong hurriedly said: "Here, here!"

"Hmm?"

After seeing the white tofu pudding, Li Zhengtong was completely stunned.

"No, uncle, are you not finished with this tofu pudding?"

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, Mr. Li, there is no soup today!"

He couldn't tell Li Zhengtong that he couldn't drink the soup, so he could only make up a white lie.

"No?" Li Zhengtong's expression suddenly became exaggerated and he was heartbroken.

"Do you know that the soup is the soul of tofu pudding? Tofu pudding without soup is like wife cake without wife..."

Qin Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "There is no wife in wife cake!"

Li Zhengtong: "There is no husband and wife in Fuqi Feipian!"

Qin Yu: "There is no husband and wife in Fuqi Feipian!"

Li Zhengtong: "Shit is added to stinky tofu!"

Qin Yu: "Stinky tofu...you are so proud, aren't you!"

"Brother Yu, sorry, I let it slip!"

Li Zhengtong picked up the bowl and walked towards the kitchen.

It was just dinner time, how could there be no broth for tofu pudding in the store.

Li Zhengtong saw at a glance that Qin Yu and the shopkeeper had teamed up to tease him.

So he slipped his tongue and took the opportunity to fight back.

Li Zhengtong was just naive, not stupid. When it came to eating, his IQ was comparable to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu chuckled. What if he saw it? He didn't care.

Li Zhengtong rushed into the kitchen with ease. For this restaurant where he had eaten since he was a child, he had already memorized the layout of this place.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Li Zhengtong saw a big pot at first sight. There was a small fire burning underneath the pot, and the pot cover was constantly bounced up by a magical force.

As the pot cover rose and fell, white steam mixed with the fragrant broth continued to emerge.

Li Zhengtong took a deep breath, "Hmm~ This is the taste!"

"There is still a big pot here, boss, I will serve it myself!"

Li Zhengtong happily lifted the lid of the pot, and was stunned as if struck by lightning.

Because he saw a full layer of coriander on the soup.

"Master Li, the broth without coriander is really gone!" The shopkeeper sighed behind him and muttered in his heart, 'Master Li, don't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good. You are the hope of our Wusheng City. The rise of our Wusheng City depends on you! '

Qin Yu gently tasted a mouthful of tofu brain, "Relaxed, great revenge!"

"Hmm... not as good as Auntie Pang's!"