Journey to another world starting from slime

Then Zhang Ye covered the earthen pot with his hand to maintain the magic power of the flame, while making other dishes with one hand.

Gujiu started, and soon, the dishes were served, and they were still extremely rich.

"Big guys, let's eat!"

"Come on!" Everyone gathered around the table immediately.

Nan also came out of the room.

Smelling the fragrance that filled the air, everyone couldn't help salivating, and even Nan swallowed calmly.

"Wow, it's still as rich as ever!" Lena looked at the dishes on the table and said happily.

But then everyone saw that Zhang Ye was still in the kitchen, and Lina asked, "Brother Ye, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "The magic power of stewed chicken soup cannot be broken."

"Magic power can be released outside." Samantha said.

Zhang Ye shook his head: "This earthen jar is special, it must be in direct contact, otherwise the temperature won't penetrate."

"Let's eat first, and we'll simmer for a while, then I'll let you drink chicken soup together." Zhang Ye laughed.

When everyone heard the words, they had no choice but to nod, so they chatted while eating.

And Lina looked at Zhang Ye who was holding the earthen pot, got up and made a bowl of rice for Zhang Ye, then took a bowl full of dishes, and ran to Zhang Ye's side.

"Brother Ye, let me feed you!"

"Ah, this..." Zhang Ye looked at Lina who was eager to try, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, ah—"

Lina carefully put the food into Zhang Ye's mouth, and Zhang Ye immediately looked intoxicated: "Wow... this is so delicious, I want to marry myself."

Everyone was happy.

As time went by, not only did the permeating fragrance not dissipate, but it became more intense.

The people who had just eaten their fill felt that the gluttons were hooked again.

"Brother Ye, let me come." Reynolds ran over and said, "It's embarrassing for you to take care of us all the time. I want to help."

Samantha and the others couldn't help but nodded.

Zhang Ye cooks by himself, and eats by a group of people, and everyone feels more and more apologetic.

Hearing this, Zhang Ye nodded and smiled, "That's fine, just inject fire-attribute magic like me to ensure the firepower. Call me in half a minute, and I'll prepare the ingredients."

"Samana, use the wind blade to help me cut the leeks. Just cut them in half. Be careful not to get shocked."

"Okay." The two nodded immediately, and walked into the kitchen to help Zhang Ye.

After another half an hour of stewing, Zhang Ye added the seasoning, and then continued to stew instead of Renomon.

Just like that, everyone chatted and waited for the chicken soup.

Finally, after another two hours, Zhang Ye nodded and dissipated the magic power, and the crock gradually cooled down.

Everyone looked at the crock expectantly.

What would a chicken soup that has been simmering for three hours taste like?

Zhang Ye slowly opened the earthen jar, and a strong fragrance came out immediately, and when the lid was lifted, there was an electric current rushing out, which made everyone exclaim.

"Smells so good!" Lina said with a sip of her saliva.

Everyone was also intoxicated, they didn't expect the chicken soup to be so fragrant.

Nan Ze, who had returned to the room to practice, suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately got up to walk outside.

But when he grabbed the doorknob, he suddenly stopped.

This aroma is not bad for Thunder Chicken Soup.

Zhang Ye actually did it for him...

He really wanted to taste the chicken soup, but he was afraid that the chicken soup would not taste as expected, which would destroy the remaining nostalgia in his mind.

"A'nan, come out to drink soup!" Just as he was struggling in his heart, Zhang Ye's voice came from outside.

"Here we come!" Nan unexpectedly replied subconsciously, and then opened the door.

He paused again.

What happened to yourself?

expect?

Can't wait?

How could he have such emotions for a bowl of chicken soup?

He immediately recovered his expressionless face, calmed down, and walked out.

When he came to the kitchen, everyone looked at him expectantly, which made Nan look puzzled.

"This is made for you, so you drink the first bowl." Zhang Ye smiled, then gave Nan Sheng a bowl of chicken soup, and handed it to him.

Being watched by everyone, Nan frowned slightly, not used to it, but he still took the chicken soup.

The chicken soup in the bowl showed a light milky white color, and there was a layer of fluorescent light on the surface, and currents flashed from time to time.

The fragrance overflowed, and Nan was in a trance for a while.

It's very similar to the chicken soup my mother made...

"Try it quickly." Zhang Ye said expectantly.

Nan came back to his senses, struggled for a moment, and brought the bowl to his lips.

Take a sip lightly.

When the chicken soup is in the mouth, Nan immediately feels an electric current beating in his mouth. It doesn't hurt, but it is crispy and numb. It feels like an oral massage. With the warm chicken soup, it gives people a sense of comfort.

Goosebumps arose immediately.

What followed was the incomparably mellow deliciousness, touching the tip of the tongue, trickling down the jaw, and even the breath carried a mellow fragrance.

Finally, the soup flows down the esophagus into the abdomen.

The essence of the Thunder Chicken and various ingredients were all concentrated in the soup, and the nutrients of the Thunder Chicken crystal nucleus were added. After one bite, the nutrition bloomed like fireworks, and he could feel that his cultivation base had improved a little. !

The warmth in the belly, this wonderful feeling made Nan almost groan.

His eyes gradually blurred, and pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

"Nan'er, are you tired? Mom made some soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

"Wow, mom is the best!"

"Hehehe...Huh? Got hurt again? Does it hurt?"

"Nan'er doesn't hurt."

"But mom is distressed, you say you, why do you want to practice like those boys, your hands are rough..."

"Because Nan'er wants to be as powerful as her father!"

"Okay, our Nan'er will definitely be the best in the future!"

The doting and warm words echoed in my mind, and the bowl of soup I drank that day reappeared again.

The memory is a little fuzzy, and the taste may be different, but at this moment Nan is sure that the original bowl of soup must be as delicious and warm as the current bowl...

Mother……

"Tick...tick..."

Looking down at the bowl of chicken soup, tears had already flowed across her cheeks, and dripped into the soup along the delicate tip of her nose.

"Eh?" Everyone was taken aback.

Is this... so delicious?

Did Nandu cry for facial paralysis?

Nan also came to his senses in an instant, and hurriedly wiped away his tears, looking at Zhang Ye with a stubborn face: "I'm not crying!"

Zhang Ye laughed, I haven't even spoken yet.

"I didn't cry, I didn't cry." Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Hurry up and drink, there's still a lot."

"Come, come, pass over the bowls."

The crowd couldn't wait any longer, they filled the soup and took it into their mouths, everyone looked intoxicated.

"This is too delicious..."

"It's so powerful, it can also shock your mouth..."

"Ah...delicious..."

"Gujiu..."

Looking at this scene, the corners of Nan's mouth turned up at some point, and the soup in his hand bottomed out at some point.

Just as he was hesitating whether to ask for another bowl, a large spoon delivered the soup into his bowl, which was still full of chicken nuggets.

Nan raised his head and met Zhang Ye's gaze.

At this moment, that soft smile shines into my heart like the sun.

so warm...

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Chapter 140 The Sunshine Should Be Warm

After drinking the soup, everyone felt warm and indescribably comfortable.

Especially Nan, after a few bowls of soup and chicken, his cultivation has increased a lot. I believe that in another month, he will be able to break through to the peak of the ninth order!

After drinking the soup, Zhang Ye stretched his waist and said with a smile, "I'm going to teach singing, does anyone want to learn?"

"Me!" Lena immediately raised her hand: "Me, me, me!"

Copic followed closely behind: "And me!"

Reynolds also answered, "Me too!"

Samantha smiled: "Add me."

Sabiba and Sacra were a little puzzled. They hadn't heard Zhang Ye sing with their own ears, so they were a little curious about it.

Nan, on the other hand, remained expressionless.

Not only that, but he also concealed his breath and minimized his presence.

I believe that if he can be invisible, he will be absolutely invisible at this moment.

There was no other reason. When he was eating the soup just now, he actually cried and was seen by everyone.

It's a shame...

Zhang Ye smiled slightly: "Let's go, go to the backyard!"

"A'nan, are you coming too?" Zhang Ye looked at Nan.

Nan's body trembled.

Can this be noticed?

Nan shook his head: "I don't sing."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's okay, just listen to my singing, you also know that my singing is really good, so just treat it as a pastime after dinner."

Hearing this, Nan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Zhang Ye's singing is really nice, it has a feeling of cleansing the soul, and listening to his singing can also have a soothing effect, which is good for cultivation.

Well, that's right, I want to listen to him for cultivation, not because he sings well!

Nan said to himself.

Then everyone came to the backyard.