I married a fairy

The crystal-like glutinous rice is steaming out of the pan, and it is served with prepared pork lard, oily pork, beef fat, chicken fat or simple clear oil respectively.Stir in stewed pork, shiitake mushrooms, carrots, peas; seaweed, shrimp, corn; beef mince, dried white beans, celery; chicken mince, salted egg yolk, fungus or tomatoes, fungus, bean paste, brown sugar, etc. and fry till fragrant.

Pork stuffed siu mai, seafood and shrimp stuffed siu mai, beef stuffed siu mai, chicken salted egg stuffed siu mai and vegetarian stuffed siu mai are ready.

Tang Xiaobai took out the dough of various colors and kneaded them one by one, and processed them into thin and even skins.

In order to make it easier for the disciples of Jiuxiao Palace to choose, he basically uses one color of dough with one kind of filling.

On the counter, stacks of finished dough are stacked together neatly and orderly.As Tang Xiaobai flipped his fingers, the dough and fillings on the stage decreased rapidly.On the other side of the wooden steamer lined with green lotus leaves, there are round and lovely siu mai squatting there like budding flowers.

A large pot of stuffing, four or five stacks of dough, all disappeared in just over ten minutes.

A stream of colorful spiritual energy gathered from all directions, falling on his hair tips, eyelashes, nose tip, lips, collarbone, fingers... like a bright colorful fairy dress.

When he was fully immersed, a huge five-element wheel appeared above his head.The five-element wheel rotates slowly, and the aura lines gathered from all directions are getting thicker and thicker.

Tang Xiaobai was ignorant, he didn't regard the task of making breakfast for Jiuxiao Palace in the morning as a task.Instead, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, although his movements were fast, he was still devout.When the inspiration bursts out, he will occasionally knead the siu mai into different flowers to complete his food art.

Steamers filled with siu mai are stacked one on top of the other.Then put it into the steaming hot water pot to steam.

Tang Xiaobai watched with a slight frown, he always felt that there seemed to be something missing in this procedure.

After the siu mai was steamed, check it, or pick out a few to taste for yourself, Tang Xiaobai put them together with the steamer into the teleportation array on one side.

A stack of tall steamer baskets suddenly appeared on the table behind the window at a certain dining window in the canteen of Jiuxiaogong.

"Here we come." A kitchen helper in a white and black-edged chef's uniform lit up his eyes and walked over quickly.Without saying a word, he opened the steamer.In an instant, the aura that was originally enclosed in the steamer spread out with the rising steam.When the steam dissipates, the delicate, white and tender siu mai in the steamer looks like spiritual flowers blooming in a hot spring.

"Hiss!" The kitchen assistant swallowed hard, and quickly took one and stuffed it into his mouth when no one was paying attention.Not to mention the satisfying and full-bodied gourmet taste in the siu mai, the aura also made his heart tremble violently.

"It's too thick, it's too thick!" The cook yelled in his heart, "This must be the boring work of a food cultivator from the Zongmen."

"What is it?" A young man about 20 years old suddenly appeared at the window. The young man was wearing a white-bottomed green luan flying suit passed down from his own disciples.

This man is a swordsman.

The help cook was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure, but he pretended to be calm in an instant and said: "Morning, Senior Brother Wang Heng... Today the mysterious immortal master of our sect made siu mai. The ingredients are still ordinary, but the aura It's definitely strong enough, do you want to try it?"

Sword cultivator Wang Heng narrowed his eyes and stared at the steamer.He has always been obsessed with sword practice, and in order to have more time to practice sword, unless it is absolutely necessary or the opportunity is hard to find, he rarely takes out missions.As a result, I was extremely ashamed of my pocket.In order to get enough spiritual power, he had to pick up leaks in the Zongmen cafeteria.Usually, he would come here after the meal time, and use the least money to pick up some unsold leftovers from the cafeteria.

But when he came here yesterday, he didn't even have leftovers, so he had no choice but to use the Zongmen points that usually buy leftovers to exchange for a few steamed buns.

What he didn't expect was that the skin of this bun didn't look very good, but the filling, which should be a very common thing, contained an aura that shocked him.

"Is it still four for one point?"

"Yes, as mentioned above, because the materials used are ordinary, the price is temporarily set at four points for one point. As for the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual meal is too high, it will be regarded as a reward from the sect."

"Then give me twenty." Wang Heng took out his cultivator's mobile phone and leaned against the toll booth at the window.Ding Dong sounded an electronic sound: "Chenghui five points."

As a sword cultivator, who is also in the Qi training period, the daily physical consumption is at least twice that of the law cultivator. If you are more diligent, it may be four or five times, or ten times.Twenty siu mai, if it wasn't for the concentration of aura in it, Wang Heng wouldn't be able to feed him at all.

The cook packed twenty siu mai for Wang Heng, and said in a low voice: "Brother Wang Heng, today's siu mai has a more aura than yesterday's. Try it first, if you can, it will be delivered later, you can Buy more."

Wang Heng paused when he was about to turn around.He understood what the other party meant. It was to let him hoard some. After all, it was really difficult to feed him with the leftovers he bought with five points per meal.

Wang Heng nodded slightly, thanking the other party.Turned and left the cafeteria.

When he left, many people watched curiously.After all, although Nine Heavens Palace is very famous in Huaguo, there are actually only 600-[-] disciples who can really come to the cafeteria to eat. Other disciples from outside sects or those who work in business can't come here at all.Everyone has stayed together for seven years, and they are more or less familiar.

"Senior Brother Wang Heng is so pitiful!" A round-faced female cultivator about seventeen or eighteen years old watched Wang Heng leave with sympathy on her face.

But the tall and cold female cultivator with a long face on the other side of the same female cultivator didn't think so: "What's so pitiful, as an immortal cultivator, a man with high qualifications, healthy limbs, and a strong body, even himself He can’t support him. He doesn’t say he’s sorry for Jianfeng’s Elder Le, even his parents. What’s there to sympathize with him? Could it be that he’s still waiting for others to raise him? What’s the difference between that and trash.”

The round-faced female cultivator pouted: "Isn't Senior Brother Wang Heng also doing it for cultivation?"

"Heh!" said the long-faced female nun, "It's as if we don't need to practice."

"Hey." The round-faced female cultivator grinned foolishly, she also knew that Wang Heng's life arrangement was a mess.Obviously, his cultivation ranks among the top three among the sect's disciples.

But even a disciple like her will find ways to do more missions and earn more points in exchange for pills that are cheaper inside the sect than outside.But the other party——

Intellectually, it's a bit of a stretch.

But the round-faced female cultivator knew her own affairs, so why did she have a crush on the other party?But she is not the other party's who, no matter how much she argues, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble, so she got up and said: "Senior Linglan, help me look at my spiritual porridge, I'll go and see what's going on over there What are they selling, I'll buy a few, let's try."

"No need." A sharp-faced female nun at the same table said, "I have heard that the window sells the things of a food cultivator who has just practiced. Most of the materials used are mortal and spiritual materials. Leftovers."

"Since you can buy it here, it should contain aura, right?" Another egg-faced nun said, "Otherwise, how can it be approved. You must use points to buy."

"Anyway, one point is four, I'll buy four and let's have a try. I have a mission this month, and I just earned fifty points."

"A bowl of spiritual porridge that we can consume for a day is only five points." The pointed-faced female cultivator reminded.

The round-faced nun didn't care, and ran over bouncing around.

After the siu mai in the steamer was opened, the aura that overflowed from it quickly subsided.Therefore, when the round-faced female cultivator bought it, she was really disappointed, and at the same time felt more sympathetic to Wang Heng.

Not everyone reminded the helper, he wished that they could not sell them all. In this case, the kitchen would be distributed to them at a lower price. It was the same for him to save such good things and eat them slowly.

"I don't want to eat it." The round-faced female cultivator bought the siu mai, and just as she was about to distribute it, the pointed-faced female cultivator immediately refused.Even though the female cultivator Lily's words hurt people just now, but seeing her accepting other people's kindness without saying a word, one knows that people are not bad.

As for the egg-faced female cultivator and the round-faced female cultivator, they have similar personalities. They are cheerful and open-minded. When they see each other, they don't know what politeness is.Then he gnawed on it.

Egg-faced female cultivator (T_T)/~~: Girls with big stomachs can't afford to be hurt.I can't get enough of this spiritual porridge. Although the spiritual energy is enough, but...Huh, helpless, everyone clamored to lose weight after cultivating immortals. As a face, it is not bad, but aptitude is only average, so I am really embarrassed to eat more.

"Senior sister, what can I do if I eat one?" the round-faced female cultivator persuaded.

"I won't eat it." The pointed-faced nun raised her chin firmly.

The round-faced female cultivator had no choice but to put it away by herself.

Over there, the female cultivator Lily of the Valley and the egg-faced female cultivator have already started eating.What they didn't expect was that this seemingly ordinary siu mai was not only full of color and fragrance inside, but also had more aura concentration than their spiritual porridge.

"My God!" The two women screamed in their hearts at the same time, and they looked up for a moment, and their eyes met.

On the other side, the round-faced female cultivator also noticed this, and in the next second, she ate the one in her hand in three or two bites, and started to eat the next one.

Lily of the Valley and egg-faced female nun →_→: ... We can still afford a point.

"Wow." The egg-faced female cultivator stood up, "I found that I'm very hungry today, and I can't get enough of a bowl of porridge. Senior Sister Ling Lan, do you want to eat two more siu mai?"

"Okay, eat more now, you don't have to eat at noon." Ling Lan said, "I'll go with you."

"Well, wait for me." The round-faced female nun hurriedly finished the second siu mai, "I don't eat at noon either."

The pointed-faced female cultivator frowned slightly as she watched the actions of the three girls.

When the three girls came to the window again, the disciples who visited here yesterday had already lined up.I have just tasted it, and even bought ten points directly.

"Fuck, what's going on in the front? I'm not afraid of being overwhelmed."

"That's right, if you buy it all at once, believe it or not, we'll grab it right away."

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, there's a new one."

"..."

"Give me fifty points."

"Fuck, who is it?"

"It belongs to Qifeng, rich and powerful."

"...give me twenty points."

"I want thirty points."

"Fuck, are you crazy?" This is it.

Inside the window, the chef opened the freshly baked steamer, and immediately a wave of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye dispersed along with the steam.

"Such aura!"

"I want a hundred points."

"puff……"

"Senior Sister Linglan, are they all crazy?"

"..." Lily of the Valley: If all the siu mai is the same as the one just eaten, it is indeed worth everyone's madness.

"Huo Ran, I'm going to buy twenty points later."

The round-faced female cultivator Huo Ran: ...

Egg-faced female cultivator Yu Yue: "Then I'll buy more than fifty copies." Hee hee, I just bought more and secretly added meals when I'm not full, haha, I'm so smart.

When Wang Heng went back and forth, there were at least 50 people queuing up at the window to join in the fun.He frowned, but walked to the back of the line without stopping.

"Uh!" A disciple in aqua-blue clothes at the back of the line suddenly felt a cold chill on his back and a cold air on the back of his neck. He turned around and saw that it was the second disciple of Jianfeng who was called the sword demon in the sect. Heng. "Well, senior brother Heng, are you not full? How about I treat you."

"..." Wang Heng looked over coldly.

The disciple shuddered inexplicably, and said with a sneer, "I, I'm not very hungry, I can buy it later, or you can please first."

"...Thank you." Wang Heng looked at the team in front, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe. You're welcome." The disciple rubbed his head with a silly expression.

But then, this disciple felt that he was completely stupid, because the sword demon scared away the twenty or thirty people in line ahead of him with his cold hostility.

Student: As expected, those who can become direct disciples are not honest. I used to think that Senior Brother Wang Heng was honest.

Finally, it was Wang Heng's turn.

Wang Heng looked at the steamer inside and frowned slightly: "How much more?"

The cook smiled and said, "This is the last one, there are about two hundred left."

"Give it all to me."

"Yes." The kitchen assistant hurriedly went to pack.Only Wang Heng was left with his head stretched out behind him, a group of disciples who were eager to see through and then stared dumbfounded.

Disciples: The sect's new generation of sword demons is one of the most powerful sword demons in the same generation. Let's discuss the blows. How to grab it?

At 45:[-], Tang Xiaobai, who was full of food and drink, went out on a mountain bike in a refreshed suit with his slightly damp hair.

For Fugui Street, this time is too early.Even the restaurants here are locked by anti-theft doors at the moment, with an indifferent appearance that ghosts and gods should not enter.

The bustling and bustling streets with beautiful and elegant environment on weekdays are only wide and full of greenery at this moment.No, maybe there is still a touch of loneliness.

A little bit of autumn dew fluttered around with the cool autumn wind in the morning, and accidentally bumped into Tang Xiaobai's face who was riding a bicycle comfortably.

Tang Xiaobai stretched out his hand to touch it, suddenly thought of something, and said to himself: "Autumn wind and dew, this season is just right for brewing."

Qiulu o(TヘTo): ...the cook can't afford to offend.

When you leave Fugui Street, you will find a street full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, which are full of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in autumn, and surrounded by old residential buildings.Many people who travel to Shanghai will come to this street.

Most of the buildings along the street have strong historical and ethnic characteristics.The most beautiful is a European-style building from the Qing Dynasty, which is an important scenic spot on this street.

In spring, summer and autumn, one-third of the building will be covered by creepers with little yellow leaves.Many young and old people with literary and artistic feelings like to stand outside and admire it, imagining that they can live in it.

Tang Xiaobai knew about this old house, and heard that it is now a street museum, which is usually not open to the public, only when promoting the culture of the street community.

Of course, it is not completely open, at least the college students of several nearby universities have no chance to visit.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Is there an accident ahead? Why are there police so early in the morning?"

"..."

"Which wicked ghost is it? He also steals good sewer manhole covers."

"Yeah, isn't this harmful? Take a life..."

……

When Tang Xiaobai was about to leave Osmanthus Street, he saw an alley full of people.Because he was in a hurry, he didn't stop the car to watch, but from the few words he heard from a distance, he could roughly guess what was going on.

After passing the alley, there is the most beautiful Expo Hall on Osmanthus Street.Under the shade of tall banyan trees and creepers, the museum calls itself a world.A clear view of the past makes people feel a sense of splendor.

Tang Xiaobai withdrew his gaze. He felt that the reason why he felt this way must be because he had just heard that someone died on the street.

But people are so strange, the more you don't want to think about it, the more curious you become.When the bicycle was about to pass the gate, Tang Xiaobai turned his head and took a look again.

Inside the huge black iron gate of the museum, facing the gate, there are two nude statues of a man and a woman on the left and right. On both sides of the road where the statues are located, there is a garden with blooming flowers, desolate grass and lush green trees!

"Huh?" The moment Tang Xiaobai looked back, he felt that the female statue facing the gate seemed to smile.But looking again, nothing has changed at all.

"Could it be dizziness?" Tang Xiaobai thought so, but suddenly felt a cold and hostile gaze staring at him from behind, and his hair stood on end for a moment.

what the hell.Tang Xiaobai quickly jumped off the mountain bike and turned to look at the museum.The clear and bright sunshine in the morning shines through the lush branches and leaves, shining on the walls of the museum and in the courtyard.Everything except silence is solitude.

Tang Xiaobai wanted to tell himself that it must be an illusion, but he couldn't lie to himself.The cold air hit his vest directly, and his hair stood on end.What's more, he has already cultivated immortality.

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