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Huang Zhu didn't sit with Hong Yun originally, but because he chatted with Hong Yun, Huang Zhu simply changed his seat to be next to Hong Yun.

Zhen Yuanzi's seat was on the other side of the red cloud, and he returned to his seat after chatting with others. Huang Zhu came over to greet him, saw that he was carrying a basket in his hand, and asked, "Senior Brother Zhen Yuanzi, What did you bring here?"

Zhen Yuanzi said: "Hongyun is not used to the fruits here, so I brought some here."

"Oh..." Huang Zhu didn't think anything at first, and then suddenly realized, "What the hell, today is the Pantao Fair, and the fruit is Pantao! Tell me what you brought is ginseng fruit!"

If it is ginseng fruit, then it is indeed qualified to despise the 3000-year-old flat peach.

Zhen Yuanzi said naturally: "The taste of flat peaches is indeed not very good, Junior Brother Huang Zhu, you are also a gourmet, don't you really appreciate flat peaches?"

"No matter what... I'll give flat peach some face." Huang Zhu looked at Zhen Yuanzi with admiration, "Please, not everyone grows this level of fruit in their backyard. If I eat ginseng fruit like you Tired, I also despise flat peaches!"

As Huang Zhu said, he took another bite of the flat peach, "To be honest, the taste of flat peaches is not as good as ginseng fruit."

"That's right, I think so too." Hong Yun smacked his mouth.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile.

Huang Zhu also smiled.

After smiling for a long time, Huang Zhu said seriously: "Senior brother Zhen Yuanzi, can't you be a little more sensible, I just praised the ginseng fruit for so long, quickly take out the ginseng fruit in your basket!"

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Zhen Yuanzi said speechlessly, "I didn't bring ginseng fruit."

"Then you have been discussing with me for so long?" Huang Zhu felt that his emotions had been deceived.

He leaned over and lifted the cloth from Zhenyuanzi's basket, and found that there were some fruits inside. Zhenyuanzi had indeed grown a lot of vegetables and fruits by himself, all done by himself.

Huang Zhu suddenly thought, Hong Yun lived with Zhen Yuanzi, and Zhen Yuanzi played with these things, they wouldn't be you carrying water to water my garden...

Thinking of Huang Zhu, he felt a chill, thinking how he was infected by San Xiao, to actually think about these things.

Hong Yun took a fruit to Huang Zhu, "Junior Brother, eat and see."

"Thank you, brother, you are still generous." Huang Zhu took a bite, "Ah, among other things, the melons and fruits grown by senior brother Zhen Yuanzi are delicious, better than those from other places, no wonder you want to take them away. "

Hong Yun was also very happy to hear that, and told Huang Zhu that Zhen Yuanzi had special farming skills.

When Huang Zhu heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved, "Now that the conference is going on non-stop, why don't you start a business of supplying vegetables and fruits, and sell the excess fruits and vegetables to the meeting organizers, no matter what you exchange, it's considered a It has generated income for Wuzhuang Temple."

For so many years, Hongyun has been living a leisurely life, and he is going to be bored. Hearing this idea, he also has some thoughts, "It's the same as you did Tianting Publishing. It's like finding something for yourself to do."

"That's right, you will supply me in our meetings in the future." Huang Zhu's point is still this. It's okay to ask for it once or twice, but it's embarrassing if it's too much. If they set up a company, they can still take care of business.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help laughing at Huang Zhu: "It's all because of you that the desire to eat has arisen, obviously you are already a bigu."

Huang Zhu looked at him innocently, "I always thought that ascetics don't eat because the food was too bad."

If everyone is like him, from the time when major cuisines were developed in modern times, who would want to eat bigu!

It is all because Huang Zhu strongly encourages farming and food writing, and has been advocating in his column that monks will fall in love with eating again.

"Speaking of it... it's time to make a book called "The Great Desolation on the Bite of the Tongue." Huang Zhu stroked his chin and had another idea.

Hong Yun also asked: "What is that?"

"Hey, don't ask, I'll give you a copy when the time comes... By the way, I'll advertise for you in it, Wuzhuang Guan Vegetables and Fruits, your signboards are all ready-made, tens of thousands of years old!" Huang Huang Bamboo directly defined Wuzhuang Temple as a dojo and became a time-honored vegetable and fruit brand.

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Huang Zhu enthusiastically urged Hongyun to start the supply of vegetables and fruits, and at the same time went back to hold a meeting, requesting that the editors be dispatched to take pictures of food everywhere.

At this time, there was no TV, so I made atlases, and they were all high-definition.

And ah, in addition to the gourmet ingredients from all over the prehistoric region, there are also compelling private dishes.

In the wine cellar of Zixiao Palace, there is the first vat of wine in the wild, and there are tens of thousands of years of aging; Wa Palace has a maid with the best porridge cooking skills, who specializes in making beauty porridge for saints; and everyone is familiar with it. The barbecue...

Later, "The Prehistoric on the Bite of the Tongue" became a classic book, and everyone said that the most amazing thing about this book was not the collection of so many prehistoric delicacies, but the fact that those photographers were able to enter and leave the saints and so many powerful mansions, and also photographed What they eat and the way they eat!

After dispatching so many art editors, Huang Zhu was still a little dissatisfied when he came back and looked at the pictures.

Because ah, there is no Photoshop at this time, so there is no way to do post-production.

This kind of technical problem was handed over to Tai Yi, Huang Zhu forced him to find a way to get a prop for color correction.

Taiyi had no choice but to research, but Photoshop didn’t come out, but Meitu Xiuxiu did, a simple and crude magic tool, with the “parameters” set up, the light was shot, and the color tone of the picture would change as soon as it was photographed. up.

Huang Zhu also recruited a writer who is good at writing food articles to write accompanying articles and some food stories.

After "The Great Desolation on the Bite of the Tongue" was released, it was on the best-seller list without much publicity. For a while, everyone couldn't help tasting it, and the ingredients mentioned were all very popular.

Nuwa's Wa Palace, Zhenyuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple, these places are full of visitors for a while, and all relatives who have nothing to do with each other come to the door.

Among them, the most spectacular and most sweeping one is the Kunlun Mountain food group.

These disciples of the Three Religions took advantage of their identities, they were numerous and thick-skinned, and bought food everywhere.

That time, team up to brush the copy of Wa Palace.

There were so many people, and Nuwa had to receive them. When they sat there, Nuwa's porridge cook was almost useless. Thousands of people!After the last batch finished their porridge, the first batch of porridge drinkers were all hungry again!

Nuwa looked at it for the last time and thought it was not over, so she drove them all out.

Then they went to visit Wuzhuang Temple again, and Hongyun was warm and kind, and received them, but the result was that the locusts crossed the border, which was inhumane.

The group of foodies wandered around the wilderness, and finally wanted to go to Zhaoyao Mountain to find Taiyi.

Tai Yi is serving Huang Zhu barbecue in Zhaoyao Mountain. Huang Zhu has finally found a seasoning similar to cumin recently, and he can't wait to let Tai Yi try it.

Although Taiyi can bake the ultimate delicacy with only simple salt, it is also good to taste it occasionally. Besides, Huang Zhu has not tasted the taste of cumin for tens of thousands of years.

These disciples of the Three Religions ran outside Zhaoyao Mountain, the battle was too great, and the people of Tianting Publishing were scared. Mr. Hengbo just came to deliver the manuscript. As a frog, her static vision is not good, so she couldn't see who it was, and she even yelled With a voice: "Is it immeasurable calamity again! It's a war!"

This time, it made people panic.

"They're all my nephews." Huang Zhu came out and gave Hengbo-jun a contemptuous glance, comforted the employees, and flew to the sky, "What are you doing here?"

His employees all thought, you still ask, Quan Honghuang now knows what they did, locusts!Relying on the fact that he is a monk, he eats a lot, and because he is a disciple of a sage, he has a large number of people, so he has to be received by others wherever he goes, and even Empress Nuwa was cheated.

Speaking of it, it was also caused by the "Bite of the Tongue" requested by the chairman.

On behalf of everyone, Xuandu came out and said that they heard that Taiyi was here, and they wanted to ask Taiyi about the way to the fire.

Huang Zhu let out a heck, and only said one word: Get lost.

With so many people, when they are full, how much meat will he have?And all the meat in a radius of a hundred miles had to be eaten up!

The disciples of the Three Religions suddenly went into an uproar, how can you do this, uncle, everyone is here to sincerely ask for advice, so why don't you let us go?Then "The Flood on the Bite of the Tongue" was still your idea, and it was edited and not eaten by people. Is this what you did?

Huang Zhu's employees were very worried. Such a scene would turn into a group fight if they were not careful.

Tai Yi also came out at this time, standing next to Huang Zhu, expressing his support.

Yunxiao and Taiyi were still able to talk, and said at this time: "Uncle Taiyi, we just admire your ability to control fire..."

Taiyi taught him a serious lesson: "Yunxiao, you say that you have poor innate quality, cultivation, and if you don't practice diligently, you will know what to do with this article or that novel. No wonder your cultivation level is so poor!"

Yunxiao's cultivation is really not bad, but at Taiyi's level, except for saints, everyone can only pinch their noses to recognize it.

But at this moment, after listening to what he said and thinking about the conditions in the words, everyone couldn't help looking at Huang Zhu...

Huang Zhu: "..."

Huang Zhu said angrily: "Who dares to look at me again, I will not be polite!"

Everyone pouted...

Yun Xiao said awkwardly: "We just want to eat some meat, uncle, please feel sorry for us."

"You've wiped out the whole prehistoric world, what else do you want? To grab food from me?" Huang Zhu took out the pointer. Although he likes to "have fun with the people" and everyone comes to enjoy the food, the style of the Kunlun Mountain food group It was too rough. I heard that Nuwa's maid had to recover from panting for a month after they left.

Seeing the pointer, the disciples of the three religions shuddered, remembering the fear of being ruled by Huang Zhu.

After all, there was a pointer in hand, and Huang Zhu sent away the group of foodies with a large piece of cumin barbecue. It is estimated that each person can only get a piece of meat the size of a fingernail.

"Okay, it's okay, let's leave." Huang Zhu returned to the office building and asked the employees to go to work, but saw a young man with a strange face standing there without moving.

This young man had messy golden hair, holding a copy of "The Great Desolation on the Bite of the Tongue" in his hand, and looked at Huang Zhu with sparkling golden eyes.

Huang Zhu was taken aback, wondering if this was an employee or an author?

Not everyone can enter the office building of Tianting Publishing Headquarters now.

The young man rushed towards Huang Zhu, looking dazed, Tai Yi stretched out his hand to stop him, "What are you doing?"

The young man stretched out his hand to Huang Zhu across the mountains and seas: "Daddy Huang Zhu, I admire you so much!! You know how to eat!!!"