Honghuang on the tip of the tongue

On the way back to the Heavenly Court, Rong Ze couldn't help asking Yuan Shi the question that had tortured him for a long time: "Tianzun, what did you see in the fantasy world?"

It is said that in this illusion, everyone sees different scenes, such as joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil desires, and focuses on the most vulnerable parts of the human mind.

What he saw was what he was most afraid of deep in his heart, and he wondered what Yuan Shi would see again.

After waiting for a long time for a reply, he looked up curiously and found that Yuan Shi's cold white skin was showing an unnatural blush.

Rong Ze: "?"

So what did he see, why did he blush?

The gentle and affectionate little fairy in the illusion coincided with Rong Ze's innocent and innocent face in front of him, Yuan Shi couldn't help but breathe a little bit heavily, and his eyes became deeper and more gloomy.

Rong Ze felt uncomfortable, touched his nose, and changed the subject with a dry smile: "By the way, why haven't you seen the reinforcements from Heaven?"

Before he set off for Zixiao Palace, Heavenly Court had secretly made arrangements to quietly deploy a group of elite troops outside Zixiao Palace.

This is also Rong Ze's confidence to go to Zixiao Palace alone.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he saw banners flying and crowds of people in front of him. The majestic general with the silver crown and silver armor at the head was Yang Jian.

But the snow-skinned woman in red standing next to Yang Jian looked very strange, he had never seen it before.

He was curious about the identity of the other party, when Yuan Shi said lightly: "Friend Nuwa, long time no see."

It turned out to be Empress Nuwa!Rong Ze was greatly shocked, his face turned pale.

Nuwa also saw Rong Ze, and smiled at him friendly: "This must be the missing son from Haotian Yaochi."

Rong Ze came to his senses and bowed in a hurry: "My lord."

Not to say absolutely, but most Chinese people have a sense of reverence for Nuwa. Who calls Nuwa the ancestor of mankind?

Although Rong Ze is not a human race, he has lived as a human race for more than [-] years and has a strong sense of identity with the human race. He couldn't help being excited when facing Nu Wa.

Yuan Shi's eyebrows twitched.

"Good boy." Nuwa pulled him towards him and patted his head.

Back then when she was listening to sermons in Zixiao Palace, she liked to tease Yaochi, who was a little girl at that time. In her eyes, Yaochi was a little girl, and Yaochi's son was even a little child.

Rong Ze was very embarrassed, and cast a look at Yuan Shi for help.

Yuanshi looked indifferent, and said coldly: "Friend Nuwa, long time no see."

Nuwa stared at the two of them with her beautiful eyes, suddenly let out a chuckle, let go of her hands, bowed her hands, and said lazily, "Daoist Yuanshi, it's rare to see you outside of Kunlun Mountain."

Yuan Shi still had that cold and cheerless appearance, but fortunately Nu Wa was also used to this, so she quickly changed the subject and talked about the reason for her presence here.

When the beast horde broke out, there was no news from Nuwa, and the gate of Nuwa's palace was closed. It is said that because she and Fuxi were practicing in seclusion, they were absent from the subsequent defense actions.

Nuwa's words were astonishing. She said that she didn't take the initiative to retreat. At that time, her Nuwa Palace was blocked by a force from nowhere.

Not long ago, when she realized that the power had been withdrawn, she didn't know that so many things had happened in the prehistoric world.

"It must be chaos." Rong Ze affirmed.

Nuwa couldn't restrain her shock when she learned about the situation in Zixiao Palace.

Her Nuwa Palace is 33 days away from Zixiao Palace, but she doesn't know anything about it.

"Who would have thought of that?" Rong Ze smiled wryly.

He felt that the whole thing was like a werewolf game, the "werewolf" was hidden among the "villagers", and no one could predict the truth until the last moment.

Fortunately, the problem has been solved now, Hongjun promised to repair the loopholes in the seal point of Zixiao Palace, as long as this is dealt with properly, the other nine seal points will not be a problem.

Returning to the Heavenly Court, Rong Ze received an unexpected warm welcome.

The news that Zixiaogong Hongjun was almost controlled by chaos has already spread. Although the specific details have not been announced, everyone knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made great efforts to save the whole prehistoric world.

Those voices who criticized Rong Ze in the past completely disappeared, and no one dared to question Rong Ze's ability and cooking skills - even Daozu himself said that His Royal Highness is "the first chef in the wild".

With Daozu's "Jinkou Yuyan", Rong Ze opened a restaurant logically.

It has always been Rong Ze's dream to own a restaurant of his own, and now that his dream has finally come true, he is overjoyed.

He dragged Yuan Shi to run around, busy in and out, and did everything without his hands, and soon opened the store.

Because I didn't want to be too far away from my family and didn't want them to worry, the restaurant was opened in Tianting.

This place is not far from Xiantao Forest, with excellent scenery and a wide view. When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, you can enjoy the most beautiful flower scenery in the whole prehistoric region.

From the selection of materials to the decoration of the restaurant, Rong Ze personally supervised it.From the outside, it looks like a small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls.

There is a complete set of tables and chairs sent by Tongtian in the courtyard. This master craftsman is extraordinary. The tables and chairs are simple and exquisite in shape. It is impossible to tell what material they are made of, but they are resistant to fire and water. They are resistant to dirt and are not afraid of damage.

Tongtian said that if someone comes to kick the gym, he can use a chair as a weapon.

Of course, this possibility should be minimal.

The largest room is Rong Ze's kitchen. When I walked in, I thought I was in a kitchen utensils store.

There are various types of iron pans, casserole pots, stone pots, aluminum pots and all kinds of unnamed kitchen utensils hanging on the wall. These are Rong Ze’s collections for many years, and they have been kept in the portable space before. Finally, there is a place to stay.

Rong Ze stared at this dream kitchen, the light flowing in his fine eyelashes.There were thousands of words in his chest that he wanted to utter, but in the end it only turned into a sigh of emotion.

It's not easy, it's come today.

Yuan Shi walked up to him, looked ahead, but quietly hooked his hand with his fingers, and said, "If you like it, we will open the store all over the whole world in the future."

Rong Ze was taken aback, clasped his palm with his backhand, nodded vigorously, dimpled deeply: "En!"

***

On the opening day, Rong Ze invited relatives and friends over for dinner.

Wukong was the first to arrive near the water tower, and brought a large basket of melons and fruits from Huaguo Mountain as an opening gift.

Rong Ze accepted it with a smile, and said, "That's great. I've heard that flowers, fruits, and mountain melons are a must. Today I finally have the chance to taste them. My Lord, can I use them as a meal?"

Wukong was originally worried about whether his gift was too light, but after hearing what he said, his tense nerves relaxed, and he laughed and said, "Of course, since I gave it to you, it's up to you to dispose of it."

Soon, Fei Yi led a group of Chanjiao disciples to appear.

He was seriously injured before and has been recuperating in Kunlun Mountains. It was the first time he saw the appearance of a small restaurant, running back and forth, and he was even more excited than Rong Ze, the owner himself.

Then the Twelve Golden Immortals also came, and each of them brought congratulatory gifts.

Huanglong's gift is particularly eye-catching. It is a huge cauldron with a diameter of five meters.

When he took the pot out of his pocket, everyone was shocked.

Rong Ze's expression was stiff: "Brother Huanglong, this pot is..."

Huang Long patted the edge of the cauldron triumphantly, made a "dang" sound, and said with a smile, "Brother Rong, this is a hot pot specially made for you by brother, so that we don't have to grab it when we eat hot pot in the future."

When he was in Kunlun Mountains before, Rong Ze cooked hot pot for Huanglong and the others a few times, but because the pot was too small to hold too many ingredients, in order to fight for the last beef ball/crab stick/meat slice, the intimate Jinxian almost fought over it. The scene was very intense.

"..." I have to say that although Huang Long's idea is a bit wild, it is still quite pragmatic.

Rong Ze accepted with a smile.

Long Ji also came, and she commanded two wrestlers to carry in a large plaque covered with red silk.

Rong Ze asked curiously, "Sister, what is this?"

Long Ji handed him the red silk tether, and blinked mysteriously: "Take it off and have a look?"

Rong Ze twitched lightly with excitement, and the red silk slipped down, revealing a plaque with gold characters on a black background, engraved with a few words in divine characters——

The first chef in the wild.

Like many Chinese people, Rong Ze's personality is relatively restrained and humble. After reading the words on it, he felt a little uneasy: "Is this too arrogant?"

"What's so embarrassing about this?" Long Ji patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and directed the warriors to hang the plaque in the most conspicuous place, "Brother, you are the 'First Chef of the Great Desolation' personally appointed by Daozu Jinkou. worthy of the title."

Rong Ze blinked and said nothing.

To be honest, this feeling...is pretty cool.

He pursed his lips, subconsciously looked at Yuan Shi, but saw him staring blankly at the radiant plaque.

He was about to ask a question, but Fei Yi stopped him: "Ah Ze, what are we eating today?"

As soon as this remark was made, everyone looked excitedly and curiously, and there was even the sound of swallowing loudly.

Interrupted by such a distraction, Rong Ze turned his attention away from Yuan Shi, and said with a smile, "Today I'm preparing a buffet for everyone."

The three magic weapons for multi-person gatherings are hot pot, barbecue and buffet.

The buffet dishes are rich, and diners can choose and match freely, which can meet the needs of different people as much as possible, and save a lot of labor, saving labor and worry.

It was the first time that everyone present had heard of the form of self-service dining, and they were quite surprised. Under Rong Ze's command, one person took an empty plate and lined up to get food.

The buffet is not perfect, because the dishes are not fried and eaten, and even though there are heat preservation devices, the possibility of cooling cannot be avoided.Therefore, many restaurants like to serve cold food, so that the food will not lose its original deliciousness due to cooling.

But for this group of ascetics, there is no such trouble.Rongze uses the Taoist method to keep all dishes at the most suitable temperature and freshness, no matter when they are served, they will have the best taste.

The buffet is the best way to see the different tastes of each person.

Feiyi mainly chooses meat, fried, grilled, marinated or fried.Wukong prefers melons and fruits, Huanglong likes seafood and river delicacies, and Longji has a special interest in desserts...

Rong Ze observed around, secretly remembering everyone's taste, which is also a compulsory course for a good chef.

In the buffet, the most eye-catching thing is the exquisitely shaped desserts.

Silky and soft chocolate mousse, fat and cute snow-skinned snow girl, smooth and delicate creme brulee, and cold and fragrant ice cream.Even people who are indifferent to desserts can't help but take a few more glances.

Rong Ze saw that Yuan Shi couldn't stop looking at the counter where the desserts were placed, but his body didn't move. When he rolled his eyes, he guessed what he was thinking.

He suppressed a smile, walked over to get a lot of desserts, and said loudly on purpose: "Oh, I accidentally took too much, why don't you help me with some, Tianzun."

Yuan Shi took a deep look at him, and nodded reservedly: "Alright."

So Rong Ze was very "generous" and distributed about two-thirds of the desserts on the plate to Yuan Shi.

Seeing this, Huang Long stretched out the plate in front of Rong Ze, and said excitedly, "Brother Rong, I'll help you share a little too!"

Rong Ze showed a patterned smile: "Thank you, but I don't need it anymore."

"Oh..." Huang Long withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

On the side, Long Ji witnessed the whole process, thoughtful.

Another feature of the buffet is that there are no fixed seats, regardless of status, regardless of high or low, you can sit at the same table to eat.

At this time, it is clear at a glance who is good.

Rong Ze has become the most sought-after steamed bun, and everyone wants to pull him to their side.

In stark contrast to him was Yuan Shi, who occupied a table by himself, staring down at the food on the plate, as if he was eating seriously.

It's not that Yuanshi's popularity is not good, but everyone knows that he doesn't like noise and noise, for fear that too noisy environment will make him unhappy.

Facing this saint, almost everyone was in awe and awe.

Rong Ze walked up to him in full view and sat down generously.

The onlookers all showed admiration——

You really deserve to be His Royal Highness the Prince who defeated Chaos, and you can talk and laugh freely with the Yuanshi Saint, which really admires me.

Long Ji stroked his chin, his eyes burning.

Fei Yi and a group of people pushed and shoved, and shyly walked to the table for two people.

Yuan Shi paused, and Rong Ze asked them why they came.

Holding the wine glass, Fei Yi stammered: "Tianzun, we would like to toast you, thank you for your guidance and care all the time."

Although Yuan Shi had a cold face, he took good care of these little disciples. In the process of eliminating the beast horde, they also learned a lot, and quickly grew into independent people.

This glass of wine, respect the teacher.

Rong Ze felt that Yuan Shi's body was slightly stiff, and gently held his hand under the table, and said first: "It's rare that you have such intentions, Tian Zun, are you also very happy?"

"?" Yuanshi looked over slowly with complicated eyes.

Rong Ze patted the back of his hand lightly, signaling him to be calm, and took the initiative to pick up the jug on the table.

The clear liquid flowed out from the spout, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air.

The "wine" is garnet red, mellow and fragrant, and it smells like a fine wine.

However, Yuan Shi's expression became even stiffer.

Rong Ze touched him with his elbow, and reminded with a smile: "Tianzun, they are toasting you."

The dimples on his lips were dazzlingly deep.

Yuan Shi stretched out his hand mechanically, the hand holding the wine glass was abnormally stiff, the smoky purple pupils shrank violently, revealing a little inner unrest.

He let out a breath and threw his head back.

The tragedy of taking a strong man away and never returning.

Wait, this smell?

He squinted his eyes and clicked his tongue lightly.

To be sure, this is by no means alcohol.

The dimple at the corner of Rong Ze's mouth deepened.

Of course, this is not wine, but a "drink" he specially prepared for Yuan Shi, just in case of this kind of time.

Yuan Shi understood, half-closed his eyes, clasped his hand punitively, and scratched his palm gently.

Rong Ze's expression became very strange.

Seeing Yuan Shi drink up the contents of the cup, Fei Yi was greatly encouraged, drank three cups in a row, looked up to see his strange expression, and couldn't help but wonder: "Ah Ze, are you not feeling well?"

"No, it's nothing." Rong Ze withdrew his hand forcefully, quickly glared at the seemingly calm Yuan Shi, and said nonchalantly, "You read it wrong."

"But--"

Fei Yi wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Rong Ze: "Fei Yi, didn't you say that you wanted to see how the fried rice is made? Come on, I'll show you."

After the group of people left in a mighty way, the corner became quiet again.

Yuan Shi picked up the "wine" cup again, and tried his best to restrain the rising corners of his lips by drinking the "wine".

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