Miss Cousin is Always Busy

Hangzhou is very beautiful, and the food is also very delicate. Junzishu’s appetite here is actually more spicy, but the food here is relatively light, but the taste is very good.

The martial arts conference is about to be held, and it is much more lively here than Weishui, but there is at least half a month before the martial arts conference is held.

Junzi Shu and the others came earlier, so they didn't choose to stay in a hotel, but rented a small yard.

In this way, the autonomy is relatively strong, and I am not afraid of being stared at by anyone.

There is also a small kitchen in the small yard, and Wei Zinan was the first to cook.

Wei Zinan originally expected the two girls to go to the kitchen. After all, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but neither the gentleman book nor Shen Zheyan can cook.

Let’s not talk about the gentleman’s book. I can’t cook since I was a child. After being abducted to the Devil’s Cult Zao, I’m even richer in clothes and fine food. I can do it every day. She’s a Devil’s Saint. It's impossible to tell a girl not to touch Yang Chunshui and ask her to cook.

At first, she went in eager to try it out, but the products she made were so horrific in appearance that she dared not let people eat them, let alone eat them.

Shen Zheyan actually knew how to cook before. After the village was gone, when she went to live in another place, she was the one who made food, but after becoming a teacher, she didn't need to do those jobs Yes, although the sect is small, there are still people who specialize in cooking, so Shen Zheyan hasn't done it for seven or eight years, and has long forgotten how to cook.

Faced with this situation, Wei Zinan really had no choice but to go into the kitchen and try it himself.

Wei Zinan's cooking is only edible, not very tasty, and Jun Zishu can't be picky, after all, she doesn't know how to cook.

After eating Wei Zinan's cooking for two consecutive days, everyone couldn't take it anymore.

Not only Junzishu can't stand it, Wei Zinan can't stand it either.

He can strictly control the heat of the decoction, but he really can't control the heat of those dishes.

"Why don't we go out to eat, or ask someone to come back and cook."

This proposal was made by the local tyrant, saintess, gentleman, who has never been short of money after joining the Devil's Cult.

"I think so."

Wei Zinan, an outstanding disciple of Medicine Valley who is also very rich and has not suffered much, nodded.

"It seems like that's the only way to go."

Shen Zheyan nodded, nodding in agreement.

Jun Zishu rubbed her belly and pursed her mouth. She misses the Devil's Cult more at this time, after all, the food there is really good, and she is very comfortable being served.

Shen Zheyan saw the gentleman's book in his eyes, and moved his fingers on the side.

After eating outside for several days, Jun Zishu got up one day and smelled the aroma of food in the yard.

Although there are not many rooms in the small courtyard, there are still three. After Jun Zishu washed up, he stretched in front of his room, moved his nose, sniffed the smell in the air, and walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, Wei Zinan had almost woken up, and he also smelled that fragrance.

"Sister? Why are you cooking?"

Jun Zishu raised his eyebrows, smelling porridge and pancakes.

"I just got up early today, so I went outside to buy some materials."

Shen Zheyan brought out a bowl of porridge and a plate of pancakes, and placed them on the stone table outside. The bowl of porridge was obviously for a gentleman, and the pancakes looked bright yellow, which made people feel very Have an appetite.

"Sister, how do you know how to make this pancake?"

This pancake was what Jun Zishu ate for several days in a row, and it was sold at a stall not far away.

"The more you watch, the more you learn."

The pancakes at that stall are all freshly fried, so Shen Zheyan can see how they are made every time, and as for those ingredients, she can almost guess what's in them at a glance.

"I'll try it."

Jun Zishu sat down, took the chopsticks that Shen Zheyan handed her, impatiently took a bite of pancakes and put them in his mouth to taste, then gave Shen Zheyan a thumbs up.

"Brother Zinan, there is still porridge in the kitchen, go serve it yourself."

"Ok."

Wei Zinan walked quickly to the kitchen, took a bowl of porridge.

"Did sister learn this specially for me?"

"It's not good to go out to eat every day. Anyway, I still remember some things, and it's okay to pick them up now. Try the porridge to see if it tastes good."

Jun Zishu nodded, and blew on the porridge. There were diced meat and shiitake mushrooms in the porridge, and there seemed to be some other things in it, which smelled delicious.

"It's delicious, sister, try it."

Gentleman Shu didn't hesitate to pick up a piece of cake with the chopsticks he had just used and send it to Shen Zheyan. Shen Zheyan lowered his head and took a bite of the piece of cake.

"Hurry up and get a bowl and eat together."

Gentleman Shu took the chopsticks back very naturally, and ate the remaining pancakes by himself.

Shen Zheyan's ears were reddened by Junzishu's action, Wei Zinan happened to catch this scene in his eyes, and his heart was complicated.

He really felt that his sweetheart seemed to be going further and further down that road.

The two of them were eating and eating, and Wei Zinan was so angry that Wei Zinan finished the breakfast with tears in his heart.

Half a month later, the martial arts conference was officially held.

For this grand event in the Jianghu, it can be said that it is not solemn, the momentum is huge, probably most of the people in the Jianghu have come.

Some came from one sect to another, while others came alone.

"Sister, do you want to participate?"

"Participate, after all, this is a good opportunity to become famous."

Naturally, Shen Zheyan would participate, so as to promote her reputation of the Tianling Sect.

"I'm going to join in too, just to join in the fun. People from my sect should come in the next few days. Don't you want to join?"

Wei Zinan looked at Junzi Shu, who shook his head.

"I only have lightness kung fu to do it. Do you want to be in the ring? Let me drug you, and poison or something, I can't beat you."

Gentleman Shu said very modestly, of course she cannot reveal her identity at this time, besides, if she really makes a move, she will definitely become famous, she is afraid that she will show some flaws, after all there are so many people present, She can't guarantee that no one has fought against the devil's saint, or seen the moves of the devil's saint.

After all, the martial arts routines of the saintesses are all inherited in one continuous line. If someone has seen them, they will definitely be able to recognize them.

If it is said that the saintesses of the Demon Sect participated in the martial arts conference of the righteous way openly, wouldn't the heroes of the righteous way be blown up one by one.

This is a plot point, but not a critical point.

The general meaning is that Shen Zheyan successfully expanded his reputation in the Jianghu through this competition.

Their journey was not just about walking around for fun, and Shen Zheyan never neglected to practice his own moves and internal skills.

The first two days were a competition of some small shrimps, nothing interesting.

There is also a big melee in the middle, you hit me, I hit you, the scene is not ugly, it is quite exciting.

Jun Zishu met some famous knights and powerful people in the Jianghu, and one day saw someone who was even more attractive than Shen Zheyan.

Shen Zheyan's most annoying part is that he will never use his sword unless he is forced to use his sword at the end.

She defeated others without even showing her weapon, and she was very arrogant and powerful in the eyes of others.

But this one's pull is even more special.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is very good. This aspect is not bad, but the level of humor is still relatively strong.

There are a lot of strange weapons on his body, and he is very imposing, and his pretense is very good.

Jun Zishu watched as one of his weapons flew out of the ring, pointing straight in one direction.

"careful!"

There was a person sitting where the weapon was thrown, Jun Zishu reacted very quickly, with two or three points on his toes, he grabbed the throwing knife and landed in front of that person.

The one who was almost innocently recruited was a girl, a very gentle-looking girl, sitting in a wheelchair with a good posture.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Gentleman Shu threw the weapon back onto the stage from this angle, looking at the girl behind him.

"Thank you girl for helping me out, it's not a serious problem."

"Isn't that Miss Yunsheng?"

Someone saw it from below, and immediately said loudly, many people looked over and nodded repeatedly.

"You look like you're famous."

Gentleman's Book has always been acquainted with the mission objectives and the personnel related to the mission objectives, other than that, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it.

Yun Sheng smiled and didn't speak, but the gold thread in his hand flew out and wrapped around Jun Zishu's wrist.

"what do you mean?"

Jun Zishu shook his hand, but found that he couldn't break free from the entanglement of the gold thread.

"Are you... from the Demon Cult?"

Yun Sheng said hesitantly, but his expression was very calm.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Gentleman Shu made a confused and angry expression, then stretched out his hand and pulled the gold thread on his wrist, but he couldn't pull it off.

Yun Sheng just quietly looked at the gentleman's book and didn't speak.

"I saved you, is this how you repay me?"

"excuse me."

As soon as Yun Sheng raised his hand, Jin Si hooked the gentleman's book and pulled it in front of Yun Sheng.

The gold thread was taken back, and there were a few tiny, almost invisible red marks on Junzishu's wrist.

"It is indeed very rude."

Jun Zishu rubbed his wrists, but he was thinking about who this person was, and he could see her identity at a glance.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the new demon saint, right?"

Yun Sheng uttered these words very clearly word by word, with neither fear nor curiosity on his face, as if he was simply stating a fact, without the pride of revealing his identity, nor the kind of knowing It is the abomination of the Demon Cult.

Suddenly fell off?

Jun Zishu squinted his eyes, and leaned in front of Yun Sheng without a smile on his face. The distance between the two of them was very close, and Jun Zishu felt threatening, but Yun Sheng was still calm and calm. Junzishu looked at each other.

Shen Zheyan just kicked the man off the stage, and when she looked up, she saw Jun Zishu was very close to a woman, and from her angle, the two seemed to be kissing.