The master of cultivating immortals protects me

The spacious kitchen of Songhe Tower was crowded with many people. It is estimated that the quarrel between Xu Xiaofeng and the steward of the West Tower was too loud and was heard by the people next to him. Everyone who ate in the building knew that the well-known idiot young master of the Xu family was going to cook in person to challenge the chef of Songhe Tower.

Many people came to join in the fun with curiosity, the whispers around never stopped, and the curious and playful eyes did not make Xu Xiaofeng shrink back timidly.

He deftly picked up the spatula and poured one dish after another into the iron pot, stir frying up and down, and sprinkled in the dazzling seasonings from time to time, as if he had done such a thing a thousand times before. A hundred times, very familiar.

But after a while, all ten dishes were returned to the pot.

The boiled chicken was cut into pieces and stir-fried to become a spicy chicken with a strong aroma. The bland greens had a different flavor immediately after adding garlic. Xu Xiaofeng also made a special tomato and egg noodle soup to go with the noodles.

The people around hadn't tasted these dishes in person, but they were almost drooling because of the smell they had never smelled. The steward of the West Building had an unbelievable expression on his face, and the fat cook was just staring at the plates of delicious dishes daze.

It wasn't until Xu Xiaofeng asked them to taste it that the fat cook came over and picked up a piece of spicy chicken with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

"How? You said it!" Seeing that the fat cook just stared at the two bell-like eyes without saying a word, the steward of the west building simply stepped forward and ate some of the worst-looking vegetables.

As soon as the food was in his mouth, he found that the taste in his mouth rushed out like a sluice. He only felt that the vegetables he had eaten in the past few decades were no different from the grass eaten by cattle and sheep.

Dish, this is the real dish!What the hell did they eat before!

"Good, delicious!" Some gluttonous diner secretly took a sip, shouted in amazement, and at the same time picked up a plate and turned around and ran away. Seeing this, others crowded over to try it.

When he saw a group of people running towards him like zombies seeing fresh human flesh, Xu Xiaofeng was really frightened. Before he could react, he felt his wrist being grasped, and his body left the ground in an instant. By the time they realized it, they had already left Songhe Tower.

Standing in a secluded alley, Xu Xiaofeng raised his face, hugged his chest and wailed, "I haven't eaten a single bite of my food!"

Why are the people in this shitty place so scary? Isn’t it just a few dishes? They rushed over as if they hadn’t eaten them before. Well, those guys probably ate horrible dishes in the past few decades.

The master smiled softly and patted Xu Xiaofeng on the head: "Go back."

The big sun hanging in the blue sky made Xu Xiaofeng not want to take another step, he held Fenghuang's hand and pursed his lips: "Master, your move just now was so handsome, you came out of Songhe Tower in a flash, but you Is there a way for us to return to Qing Yixuan all at once?"

What is this, a provocative method?

Fenghuang wanted to go up and beat this cunning little crow, but the warmth from his hand made him choose to do something that made him happier.

"Forget it, let me give you a break, come here and hug me well." Fenghuang grabbed Xu Xiaofeng, and the young man who hadn't fully grown up took advantage of the situation and threw himself into the arms of the master. Laughing.

Xu Xiaofeng leaned against the master's shoulder and sniffed it lightly. Although it was just an avatar, the feeling of hugging it was no different from a real person, but the faint smell of the master was a little different from what he imagined.

I thought it would be warm at first, but it was actually a bit cold, a smell that I had never smelled before, but felt like I had felt it a long time ago, a familiar smell.

"arrive."

Before Xu Xiaofeng had time to feel more of the master's aura, following the master's words, the man he was holding just now suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in front of him.

Xu Xiaofeng looked up, the familiar house in front of him let him know that he had returned to Qingyixuan.

What happened to the momentary sense of loss just now?