Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

"Taishang Wuji Hunyuan Cult Master Yuanshi Tianzun said: Woohoo! Immortals and mortals are far away, how can they pass without thick bacon...

Lian'er and others are following the sharp edge, sinking into the sea of ​​bitterness every day, although their hearts are loyal, they are always wandering without support.Zhu Qi was specially appointed according to the severity of the calamity and luck, and according to the level of capital and quality, to make Er and others the righteous gods of the eight divisions...

So Zierchi, Erqiqinzai! "

On the stage of conferring gods, a vigorous young man reprimanded Fang Qiu, 360 five righteous gods, according to his opinion.

The monks of friends and enemies bowed their bodies in the audience to show their respect, and the beautiful fairy aunt showed her admiration and sparkle in her eyes.

From head to soles of the feet, Zhu Qi was in high spirits, almost thinking that he was the prime minister of the Western Zhou Dynasty, a disciple of Tianzun.

"Guest, it's time to close."

Zhu Qi was awakened by a sound from outside the sky.He raised his eyes, looked at the gentle boss in front of him, who didn't look like a chef, rubbed his forehead, "It's so fast."

Jiang Xingxiu folded the bench next to her and said loudly, "No, you've been asleep all day!"

Zhu Qi nodded, got up, staggered and walked out.

Thinking of something, I turned around suddenly: "Boss Jiang, please arrange the 'Huang Liang Rice' here again for me."

Jiang Xingxiu, who was cleaning the table, threw the rag on the table and pointed his wrench: "It's been a long time, the current guests have been waiting for 190 years."

"It's okay, just arrange it for me." Zhu Qi threw a jade ring to Jiang Xingxiu, "Crush him when we arrive."

"okay!"

Zhu Qihuang wandered out, this sleep made his back sore and weak, but mentally he was very satisfied.

The owner of this store does not know why, but the yellow rice made by him can actually make people experience a magical life in their dreams.

He just became the apprentice of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the dream - the title of the highest cultivation person in the dream - he learned the method of moving mountains and filling the sea, the art of moving thousands of miles, and finally became the seal of heaven The god, the former rival, the geniuses of all schools, all have to obey his wishes, whichever god he lets go, he must go to that god.

cool!

It was so cool that Zhu Qi didn't want to wake up.

It's a pity that I know that there are quite a few monks in this store, and it has been queued for 190 years.Fortunately, I don't know much, otherwise, there will be some waiting for 900 years.

Looking back at the signboard of "Life with Hundred Flavors" at the entrance of the small shop, Zhu Qi raised his flying sword from his feet and rushed into the sky.

Jiang Xingxiu closed the store door.

The wind is a bit off tonight, it is estimated that it will rain.Jiang Xingxiu closed the window again, and wrapped it in oiled paper to prevent water seepage.

The system doesn't know much about Jiang Xingxiu, and the God of Cookery is also a god, so how can he live such a poor life?

Those who didn't know thought he was a poor mortal living off of a small shop of [-] square meters.

Jiang Xingxiu walked into the kitchen and began to check the ingredients.

The basics of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are available, as well as a lot of meat and vegetables, which is enough.

This store is not a big one, and there are few people who come to eat. Basically, it is maintained by the old diners who came in and the monks who came to eat "Yellow Rice Rice". Can close down.

At the beginning, I guessed that the three-year shop had already lost, and Jiang Xingxiu's store has exactly been three years old as of today.

It's the third anniversary of the opening, let's celebrate with a bowl of noodles.

Jiang Xingxiu is so sweet, he makes egg noodles with tomatoes.The sesame oil must be dripped, and the shallots are also sprinkled. A bowl of noodles, red and green, looks refreshing.Crushed peanuts, sesame seeds and coriander are indispensable, and a soft-boiled egg is added at the end...it will make Jiang Xingxiu's nose smell off.

The noodles are refreshing and firm. Jiang Xingxiu stretched them himself. They are very thin. Tomatoes are mixed with sugar, covering almost half of the bowl. It smells sour and sweet.

Jiang Xingxiu mixed the noodles into the soup, picked up the red noodles and put them in his mouth.

Just took a bite and put it down.

For Jiang Xingxiu, this was incredible.

Ever since he took the role of the God of Cookery, he cooks for himself every day, ranging from making cucumbers to boiling cabbage.According to Jiang Xingxiu's words, if you find that your cooking is delicious, you will cook it often. If you cook it like pig food, forget it, it's better than instant noodles.

After making it, it is even more enjoyable to eat. I must say that I feel that I have lived in those years and ate pig food.

The reason why he couldn't eat it was because Jiang Xingxiu saw ghost aura gathering on the mountain in the distance from the only open window.

The dark purple sky thunder blasted down one after another, and if the ghosts could survive that battle, it must be the king of ghosts.

Jiang Xingxiu paused and continued eating noodles.Picking up the noodles with a spoon, spooning up the rich soup and putting it into his mouth, Jiang Xingxiu narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

The thunder was getting louder and the raindrops were getting heavier and louder. Jiang Xingxiu got up and wanted to close the window.

The daughter of the little widow next door really cried loudly.It was a very cute girl who once caught a butterfly by accident, and then carefully held it up for him to see.

Jiang Xingxiu let out a "tsk" and walked around the room irritably.

"Hey, baby, don't cry, mother will buy candy for baby tomorrow."

The voice of the little widow coaxing her daughter in the wind and rain should not have been heard, but who called Jiang Xingxiu the God of Cookery?

Jiang Xingxiu twisted the formula, and the steaming heat moved visible to the naked eye, locking the whole bowl of tomato and egg noodles in the heat, which was convenient for keeping warm.

He opened the door and went out without wearing a bamboo hat, but the wind and rain gave way to him, and he walked into the mountain cleanly.

The thunder starts to get smaller, which symbolizes that the ghost king has survived and is about to be born.

The ghost king is ferocious. Whenever he appears in a certain area, even if he does not take the initiative to harm the living, the yin energy in his body will cause diseases and disasters, and make the fields unproductive.

Jiang Xingxiu saw a tomb in the mountain. It was piled up casually without a tombstone. The ghostly aura kept pouring out of the tomb. The surrounding trees were already withered, which was in stark contrast to the lush surroundings.

The last thunder slammed down from the sky, split the grave, and a small green hand suddenly stretched out from the soil.

Half a quarter of an hour later, flying swords carried one monk after another to the top of the mountain where the ghost aura was still there. However, even though they searched the entire mountain, they couldn't find the new ghost king.

In Jiang Xingxiu's room, hung a strange oil lamp, the lamp flame was faint blue, the lamp oil was also faint blue, and there were glowing spots of light in it.

A strange person was also sleeping on Jiang Xingxiu's bed.

A child, five or six years old, with green skin, not a vibrant bright green, but a lifeless dark green.Nails are purple and white, lips are bright red, not at all like a normal child.

He is considered a newborn ghost king, and the reason why he is considered is only because he still has a heartbeat.A piece of jade hanging around his neck saved his last bit of life.

Jiang Xingxiu spooned out the remaining tomato and egg noodle soup from the pot, pried open his jaw with a sword, and fed the soup into it.

A burst of vitality rose from under the dark green skin, covering the whole body.His skin turned red, his cheeks flushed with blood, and his rotting internal organs healed.The child fell into a deep sleep, breathing slowly.

Jiang Xingxiu sat back and continued to eat his tomato egg noodles.To the God of Cookery, this kind of food that can life and death human flesh and bones is just an ordinary incidental in the food, and it would be better to have a higher taste to make him happy.

The next day, the child woke up and didn't know what to ask. He didn't even remember his name. Jiang Xingxiu simply kept him and took him as an apprentice.Wait until he remembers his name later, or give himself a name when he grows up, and then change his name.

A five or six-year-old child can't do much, so Jiang Xingxiu asked him to set up the bench, wipe the floor and so on.

As soon as the door opened, two or three diners came to the store, and the one in the middle was Jiang Xingxiu's regular customer.

"Zhu Qi? Aren't you going back to the sect?"

Zhu Qiqing sat down familiarly, ordered red carp soup, and then returned to him: "There is a task halfway back, so I have to come back."

Looking at the child who was stepping on the bench and moaning and cleaning the table, he couldn't help laughing: "Boss Jiang, you still accept children here."

"Apprentice, I picked it up in the trash can." Jiang Xingxiu lied casually and walked into the kitchen.

Yue Mo thought he was in the back kitchen and couldn't hear him, so he started to say outside: "Brother Zhu, the head of the sect sent us to find the ghost king. It's not good for us to eat here?"

"Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping wood. You don't know that there are many good things here."

"What good can a broken store have?"

"Hey, I don't know what to say, you will know after eating."

After listening, Jiang Xingxiu's face remained unchanged, and he picked up a big carp from the water tank, removed the scales and guts, filled the fish's belly with garlic, rinsed it with broth, and put it on the fire to simmer.

The business of his restaurant is based on word of mouth and recommendations from acquaintances, although most people hide it after eating and refuse to tell others.

After serving the red carp soup, looking at the layer of red pepper on it, Zhu Qi's junior brother turned pale: "Shop, aren't the fish soups all bland? Why is this spicy soup?"

"Red carp soup is only delicious if you add three points of spicy pepper." Jiang Xingxiu thought for a while, and suggested: "However, if you are not used to eating it, you can order another light dish."

Zhu Qi's face immediately turned paler than that of his junior brother, and he cut off his junior brother, speaking quickly: "No need, thank you boss for your kindness, we are in a hurry to complete the task, so we won't eat more."

"Okay." Jiang Xingxiu smiled and walked back behind the counter.

Zhu Qi glanced at this side with lingering fear, and said to his younger brother with a lingering voice: "Die, we don't bring many spirit stones, it's only enough to order this one dish, do you want to eat for nothing?"

The younger brother was very surprised: "How much ordinary food costs, we can exchange one spirit stone for a large table."

Zhu Qi pointed to the red carp soup: "This dish is worth 980 Lingshi."

"What!" The younger brother raised his voice, "What kind of black shop is this! 980 Lingshi, you can buy a high-grade flying boat!"

Zhu Qi smiled wryly: "It's really not expensive." He took a piece of fish for his junior brother, "You eat it, and you will know why I said it's not expensive."

The younger brother did mental training for a long time before he ate the extremely spicy fish.

After the first sip, it really felt very spicy, so hot that the nose was red and the corners of the eyes were tearful.The tongue is numb to the point of losing the sense of taste.

Then, it is delicious.

The taste of the fish is actually very Q-bouncy and smooth, and the garlic is bursting in the spicy oil, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes.

The reason why he thinks it is too expensive is because this fish obviously has no aura. Inexpensive thoughts.

The younger brother shook his head.

He is so crazy, no matter how delicious something is, it shouldn't be so expensive.

Until the end of the meal, the younger brother didn't feel that this pot of fish soup had any other advantages besides being delicious.

The senior brother smiled mysteriously at them, and led them to the nearby Tongtian River—the area where they wanted to search for the ghost king, and plunged headlong into it.

Junior brother: "!!!" They haven't posted water avoiding charms yet!

Then I found that nothing happened, I didn't lose my breath, and I didn't sink to the bottom of the river.

"What's going on here? Brother, have you practiced any new spells?"

Zhu Qi shook his head, "It's because of the red carp soup we drank just now. It not only allows us to survive in the water like fish, but also allows us to drive spells in the water twice as fast as usual."

There is a demon king in this river, and they have a bad relationship with their sect. The junior brother was still having a headache how to secretly search for the ghost king, but now he is better, the speed of casting spells is doubled, that is to say, the chance of survival is doubled.

"Is it permanent or..."

"Only a stick of incense time."

Seeing the flickering eyes of his junior brother, Zhu Qi interrupted his delusion unceremoniously: "Three years ago, the demon king of this river was not the green-scaled snake demon, but a mermaid. At a higher level, he wants to take Boss Jiang back to be his cook, guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"Being skinned and boned for bloodletting, the shark blood was used as lamp oil, the shark bone was used to make lamps, and the shark skin... Your brother, I gritted my teeth and bought it back. I made a soft armor. Last time I competed, I relied on it to block Ye Piao. Take a sword."

Zhu Qi finished talking dryly like a puppet.

Since then, he never dared to think of being disrespectful to Boss Jiang.