Fast Transmigration: Perfect Life

Chen Sufeng was busy in the kitchen, simmering it over a simmering fire for more than ten hours, and when it was finished, he hurried to look for Fu Chaoxi with the food altar in hand.

The cover of the Buddha Jumping Wall was lifted, and the heat inside escaped. A pair of bowls and chopsticks were placed beside it. Chen Sufeng stood happily behind Fu Chaoxi, with a hint of anticipation on his expression.

Seeing the Buddha jumping over the wall on the table, Fu Chaoxi didn't change his expression. For a moment, he stretched out his hand to pick up the chopsticks and ate slowly, without any change in the expression on his face.

Seeing Fu Chaoxi eating, Chen Sufeng was in a good mood, no matter what, eating was affirmation of himself, and his steps became brisk.He said that he had something to leave, and walked out of the room quickly.

From then on, he insisted on making the extremely troublesome Buddha jumping over the wall for Fu Chaoxi every day, and he didn't find it troublesome anymore, he just wanted to show his skills in front of the big brother.

Chen Sufeng stepped into the kitchen as usual, greeted the guys in the kitchen, and then walked towards a stove.

After a long time of simmering, Buddha Tiaoqiang just came out of the oven, and Chen Sufeng just opened the lid, and a burst of heat came out.

Everyone in the kitchen leaned over and poked their heads over to watch curiously. The chef watched, picked up a spoon, and took a bite with his head down.

After just one bite, the head chef couldn't bear to wrinkle his brows, and said, "It's so unpalatable."

Chen Sufeng looked at the chef and said "Ah". When he first heard that the dish he made was terrible, he couldn't believe it, so he leaned over to look at the Buddha jumping over the wall in the jar, "Is it delicious?"

He cooked this dish for Fu Chaoxi, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Chen Sufeng looked around at the altar of Buddha jumping over the wall, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the dishes, and he hadn't tasted much of the dishes since he made them.

The others stepped forward to take a sip one by one. The man frowned and stated calmly: "I can't eat it."

Others also said that the dish he made was not good.

"How could it be?" Seeing everyone's unanimous remarks, Chen Sufeng didn't believe in evil, took a spoon and tasted it, his eyebrows were deeply frowned, um, how should I put it.

It was uninteresting.

Totally tasteless.

I don’t feel it after just one bite, and I can’t eat it after a few more bites. It seems that the taste of the dish has been evaporated after more than ten hours of cooking.

Chen Sufeng tried two more mouthfuls, put the silver spoon back into the jar, and said in puzzlement, "Why? I obviously made it according to the method, but the taste is not right. Besides, you were there to help me monitor it when I was making it. Why? This dish is so unpalatable."

Different from Chen Sufeng's incomprehension, the people in the kitchen have been dealing with the dishes all year round, and immediately tasted something wrong.

The chef said: "You don't know that expensive dishes are expensive for a reason. The more complicated the workmanship, the more you can't be sloppy. You can't make mistakes in any process. If there is a mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted."

"You failed with this dish, let's start over." The chef crossed his arms and walked away.

Chen Sufeng looked at his leaving figure, lowered his head and sighed.Immediately afterwards, he was puzzled.

Since the taste of this dish was not right, why did Fu Chaoxi continue to eat it for a month?

Fu Chaoxi didn't seem like an easy-going person.

Chen Sufeng found that the taste of the dishes was not right, so he simply withdrew Fotiaoqiang and replaced them with dishes he was good at, while Fu Chaoxi did not have any abnormalities, and remained the same.When he saw it, he thought secretly in his heart, sure enough, he didn't care about the dishes he cooked.

Chen Sufeng made up his mind not to be a Buddha jumping over the wall.

When Chen Sufeng walked into the room, he saw the man in white sitting on the seat.

He quietly looked at Fu Chaoxi's fairy-like face, half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and he never responded to his overtures.

Although he could enter the house, he knew that he was no different from those servants.

He is still the unattainable elder brother in the hearts of everyone, Chen Sufeng looked at him and walked in.

This time, he didn't just find a seat to sit on, but walked straight to Fu Chaoxi and stood next to Fu Chaoxi's seat.

Chen Sufeng stood aside, and Fu Chaoxi was close at hand. He wanted to touch him many times, but seeing Fu Chaoxi's cold expression, he didn't dare.Chen Sufeng looked calm on the surface, but experienced repeated psychological struggles in his heart.

An afternoon passed, and there was still no way to get close!

At this moment, Fu Chaoxi got up to walk out of the house.

Chen Sufeng quickly followed behind, and Fu Chaoxi walked outside without stopping. Seeing that Fu Chaoxi was about to leave, he hurried forward, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stretched out his arms to hug Fu Chaoxi's waist.

Fu Chaoxi paused as he stepped out of the room.

The moment Chen Sufeng hugged Fu Chaoxi, he tightly closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them, for fear that Fu Chaoxi would shoot him away the next moment. However, he waited for a long time.

no response.

Fu Chaoxi let him hold him, but didn't move to drive him away. Chen Sufeng was overjoyed, and quickly opened his eyes. The senior brother didn't chase him away. Does that mean that he actually cared about him a little bit.

Chen Sufeng buried his head on Fu Chaoxi's back, and said sullenly, "Brother, I want to be friends with you."

Fu Chaoxi stood quietly at the door and did not respond. He turned his back to Chen Sufeng and remained silent. After a while, Chen Sufeng let go of his arms and looked up at him in confusion.

Fu Chaoxi also raised his legs and continued to walk forward, walking slowly and calmly as usual.

Chen Sufeng watched his back gradually go away at the door.

Chen Sufeng was still the same, he was wandering on the mountain that day, and then he heard a piece of news.

The master is out!

The old man in Dabie Mountain, everyone's master, is the master he hasn't seen in so long!

Chen Sufeng was in high spirits when he heard the news, and immediately rushed to the master's cave.

The tall stone door was already open, and he hurried in.The master's cave is a house dug out of the mountain. The stone walls are simple and hard, and it is warm in winter and cool in summer. The old man in Dabie Mountain often retreats for this.

After Chen Sufeng entered, he went straight to the front and came to a vast open space. An old man with a kind face and kind eyes was sitting on a chair. Qi Zhengxing and others stood by the side in a row, with solemn expressions, especially Shi Zhen, with excited eyes. tears.

Chen Sufeng stopped suddenly, Dabie Mountain old man, others called him that, his strength was unfathomable, his identity was unknown, his name was unknown, he only knew that he lived in Dabie Mountain, so he was called the old man.

The old man rested his hands on the handles of the chair, and Fu Chaoxi stood beside him, and the disciples standing beside him came forward to greet him one by one.

Chen Sufeng watched all this quietly, the others stood aside, only Fu Chaoxi stood beside the old man.

It is said that Fu Chaoxi has the best relationship with the old man from Dabie Mountain.

The old man's disciples came up to him from time to time, knelt down in front of him and kowtowed loudly, expressing their thoughts to him excitedly. The old man smiled and nodded, stretched out his hands and stroked their heads, and nodded in greeting.

When the last Shi Zhen retreated to the line, the old man turned his gaze to Chen Sufeng who was standing far ahead: "It's Xiaoqi." He waved to him with a smile: "Come quickly."

Chen Sufeng walked over and squatted down in front of the old man. The old man looked at him, looked him over carefully, and then nodded: "I've grown up a bit."

The old man asked: "How have you been these years?" The old man smiled, and his wrinkled face bloomed in front of his eyes.

Sensing that the old man really cared about him, Chen Sufeng said, "Okay."

The old man nodded slowly, then asked him a few more questions, and Chen Sufeng answered them one by one.

Chen Sufeng and Fu Chaoxi were separated by a foot. When he came, Fu Chaoxi was facing forward, without squinting, and had no intention of saying hello. The old man saw it and sighed secretly.

Fu Chaoxi was nice to other people, but he was neither cold nor hot to Xu Maolin.

After the old man met Chen Sufeng and exchanged pleasantries for a while, he was asked to return to the queue, and then Qi Zhengxing and others took the initiative to withdraw.

When everyone left, the stone room was silent.

The old man from Dabie Mountain said: "Obviously you left him behind, but you didn't pay attention to him later, and you have been paying attention to him for no reason recently. I really don't understand you."

He also noticed that Fu Chaoxi was different recently, and he was willing to let the seventh disciple Xu Maolin, who had always been disliked, get close.

Fu Chaoxi had no expression on his face.

No one in the entire Dabie Mountains thought that the reason why the old man accepted the seventh apprentice was actually Fu Chaoxi.

The old man sighed, and said again: "What are you thinking?"

Fu Chaoxi was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't know."

The old man looked up and turned to Fu Chaoxi.

Why did you beg the master to keep him?Recalling the immature and timid face when he first saw Xu Maolin, the moment he saw it, his heart beat wildly in his chest.

Looking at the old man's puzzled eyes.

At this moment, Fu Chaoxi's eyes were rarely confused: "For some reason, I feel uncomfortable when I see him."