Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

After some inquiring, I found out the specific reason.

The scientific examination fraud case at the beginning of the year caused the entire Dali Temple to be overcrowded. Under the thunderous methods of the Dali Temple Minister, many candidates couldn't help but tortured them and confessed. They only said that someone knocked on the window in the middle of the night, and they discovered this when they got up.

"When I was young, I thought to myself that even if it was fake, it wouldn't matter. At most, I would memorize it more and keep silent, and it would be regarded as studying more. I didn't expect that when I opened the test paper, it would really... Sir, please forgive me——"

"Stop fighting. What I said is absolutely true. I didn't participate in the slightest."

"Everything the villain said is true. If there is even a hint of lies, the villain will be struck by thunder and will never pass the exam!"

There was a chorus of people crying for their fathers and mothers, but most of them said the same thing. The Minister of Dali Temple fell into deep thought. Could it be that he was thinking about who else could do such a 'good person and good deed' if he didn't seek profit.

When he was at a loss, Dali Si Cheng brought the latest news.

A man named Chen Changqing was different from what others said.

The Minister of Dali Temple quickly summoned people to see him. Chen Changqing confessed about Mu Niannian's dream. After that, Mu Niannian was put under special care. Finally, for some unknown reason, Mu Niannian was taken to the Imperial City Division, which attracted high-level attention.

Then, for some reason, she was called a witch.

Li Ludao: "We don't know the details. We only heard that in three months' time in Qintian Prison, this witch will be burned alive to appease the resentment of the officials and the people."

Zhang Luojia's heart tightened. Mu Niannian must have revealed everything under severe torture to force a confession. In this case, wouldn't his pastoral space be exposed to the public eye?

"Sister Fu'er...Sister Fu'er...? What are you thinking about? I've called you several times." Lu Ming stretched out his hand and waved, and Zhang Luojia came back to his senses, "It's okay, I was wondering why Qi Bo didn't When we come back, we have to discuss the dishes for the opening with him."

After exchanging pleasantries with the two of them, Zhang Luojia picked up the small basket and walked back, thinking about whether he had ever exposed his space in front of outsiders.

The soldiers came to block the water and came to Tutun. He had already entered the capital, and it was even more dangerous to run away now. He didn't dare to tell Ding Mangui about the whole matter when he got home. Lu Ming came to visit the next day.

"The master asked me to tell you that you should go to his place when you have time."

Zhang Luojia put down what he was doing, picked up the small basket and followed Lu Ming. When they arrived at the place, Huang Qiye screened everyone away, leaving only Zhang Luojia himself.

"I heard someone say that your cooking skills are based on some immortal method. Is this true?"

"Uncle Qi, I don't understand any of the immortal methods. Is the one I made so delicious?" Zhang Luojia kept his hands on his hands and took out the small box containing the snacks from the basket: "Have a try, I made it." New product, Nut Bazhen Cake.”

Huang Qiye's throat moved slightly: "I also think that your craftsmanship is too good and your reputation is far and wide. I can't blame some people for hating you and saying that you have a rare treasure in the world."

Zhang Luojia did not show any timidity: "My hands and my brain are the rarest treasures in the world. Who hates me and what else did they say?"

Huang Qiye smiled silently and took a sip of tea after eating the snacks: "I have to say, if I hadn't been with you for more than a year, I wouldn't have believed that there were people like you who could cook in the world. , It’s like the God of Cookery has come down to earth. From now on, you just have to cook well and don’t worry about other things. No one can harm you. "

Zhang Luojia breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. What she was waiting for was Huang Qiye's words.

He took out the prepared paper with a smile and said, "Uncle Qi, our restaurant is open for business, why don't you mention it? Everything is ready for you."

Huang Qiye pretended to glare, "Good guy, you are waiting for me here. Do you know that my words are worth a thousand dollars?" Zhang Luojia pondered for a moment, and Huang Qiye agreed in a funny way, and wrote a few words with his pen. .

"With this word, you can ensure that your restaurant will prosper for a hundred years."

Zhang Luojia thanked him and said: "Uncle Qi, I think we have to make a name for ourselves when we open our business. You have been in the imperial city for many years, and you must know a lot of gourmets and cooking skills. Why not hold a kitchen party on the opening day?" The God Competition is an open competition that everyone can visit, and I am sure of winning. Once we win, our popularity will naturally increase."

Huang Qibo smiled and shook his head, nodding at her: "You, you girl, have so many ideas."

Seeing that he had no objection, Zhang Luojia resigned with a smile.

Huang Qiye was indeed who she thought he was, and now she was completely safe. It’s just that you have to be more careful when using the space in the future.

After leaving Huang Qiye's house, Zhang Luojia immediately found a bookstore in Huangchenggen and printed more than a thousand advertisements for the 'World's Best Chef' competition. He found a bunch of children or beggars, stuffed them with coins and let them walk around the streets. Advertise in the alley.

On the opening day, in addition to famous private chefs, even the imperial chef came to join in the fun.

Zhang Luojia set up a row of tables and chairs in a high position as the referee's seat. Huang Qiye was naturally placed in the middle, but there was a person sitting next to Huang Qiye. Zhang Luojia also saw purple energy in him, a very rich purple color. gas.

Many distinguished people respectfully call him Mr. Huang and Mr. Huang Qiye when they see him.

Zhang Luojia took out the sweet and sour carp that was made famous by the great-grandfather of the Ding family. In the final, he made squirrel mandarin fish and won the first prize in one fell swoop.

That day, all the seats were packed with guests, and Zhang Luojia became famous.

After a hundred years, Ding Mangui once again received the plaque of 'The Best Chef in the World'. He was so excited that he burst into tears. Only then did he realize that Huang Qiye was the current Supreme Emperor, and the person sitting next to him that day was the current Holy Emperor.

On the day when the demon girl was burned in the Qintian Prison, Zhang Luojia went to take a look from afar. Mixed in the crowd, he saw with his own eyes Mu Niannian was tied to a high stone pillar and died screaming in the raging fire surrounding her.

Zhang Luojia sighed and shook his head. No matter what world he was in, if a time traveler or a reborn person easily exposed his identity, he would be treated as an alien and charged with various crimes and killed.

The original owner's two tasks have almost been completed, and it's time to leave this world.

In the dead of night, Zhang Luojia glanced at the pastoral space reluctantly and became mentally separated.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar universe.

Zhang Luojia subconsciously touched the flesh on his belly. Fortunately, it was a spiritual body, not physical flesh.

The food in this mission world is so good that even though I tried my best to control it, I still gained about ten pounds. I hope the original owner won’t be offended.

I took out the black light and was about to inject the energy of heaven into the small planet. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the black light could no longer be called a black light. The outside was slowly turning into dark blue.

Zhang Luojia used his spiritual power to seep in and found that the inside of Black Yao was full of water.

All things are born in water. Does this mean that our planet is about to take shape?

After playing with it for a while, Zhang Luojia said: "Xiaoyu, let's see how Ding Yufu is doing after she returns."

In the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiaoyu waved her hand, and the giant screen flashed with white light.