I advise madmen to be good people

Guan Yin also said that she felt that the reason why Ming Yixin left without waiting for me to wake up was because he couldn't bear to part with me, fearing that I would be too sad.

Actually I think so too.

I'm too emotional, if I watched Ming Yixin leave face to face, then I might get hotheaded in an instant, forget all the big truths, just want to pounce on him, hug him, and follow him wherever he goes where.

It's fine now, even if you can't bear it anymore, you can't do anything about it, you can only calm down and accept the reality.

People always have to grow, don't they?

After Ming Yixin left, I still stayed in this inn for seven days.

One reason is that Yao Yun's injury has not yet healed, and he cannot withstand the bumpy and tiring journey, and the other reason is that I also need to retreat and practice immediately to completely absorb the Jade Soul.

I don’t eat, drink, or sleep for seven days, and I can only meditate to get luck and practice. I don’t know if I can persist, because after all, I have never tried it before.

But the amazing thing is that once I entered that meditative state, I no longer felt any external interference from hunger, thirst, sleepiness, heat, etc., and the inner strength qi wandered around in the limbs and meridians of the whole body , the whole person is like soaking in a hot spring pool filled with steam, from breathing to pores, it is very smooth and comfortable.

It wasn't until the night of the seventh day that I finally absorbed the Jade Soul completely.

Now my internal strength is like lakes and rivers finally galloping into the sea, becoming magnificent and full of pride, so deep that it can blow off the roof of this inn with one palm.

In the arena, the higher the martial arts, the more confidence I have. As my skills have increased, so has my self-confidence. When I walk, I walk like a martial arts master.

Guan Yin served six dishes, eight bowls, nine dishes and more than a dozen dishes and fruits in a flowing manner, and set up a table full of them in my room, saying that it was my first successful retreat, so I must celebrate it properly and wish it auspicious Luck.

It's quite ceremonial.

Looking at the table full of dazzling and fragrant delicacies, it took seven days for me to feel really hungry for the first time.

Although in my current state, whether I eat or not does not have much influence on me, but I think it is a very important happiness in life to be able to taste a lot of delicious things, and I will not be bothered by it. food.

When they were seated, Yao Yunqing also came.

He seemed to be recovering well, and his complexion was not as pale as before. Although he was holding a wooden stick in his hand to support his body, his steps were no longer faltering, and he walked slowly but steadily. When he saw me He even took two steps forward happily.

"Master!"

"Be careful."

I grabbed him as he was about to hit the corner of the table.

"Why panic, I'm here, and I won't disappear suddenly."

He smiled shyly at me, looking very embarrassed.

"I, I haven't seen Master for many days, I really miss..." The child was quite filial.

I also smiled at him kindly, with a kind tone like an old father.

"Didn't you see it now, come, sit down, and eat together."

Yao Yunqing nodded happily, but still kept the etiquette in mind, bowed his sleeves and bowed his eyebrows to thank me, then put down the wooden stick and sat down on the seat closest to me.

Among other things, Yao Sangou did bring up this son very well. He behaved calmly and gracefully at a young age, elegant and decent, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a noble son.

hey, wait.

I suddenly thought of one thing.

Beautiful features, both parents died, suffered great changes, and was ordered by the master to be the son of luck, this setting, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the kind of hero written in the novel!

Ming Yixin, the suzerain of Yuanhe, doesn't look like a decent person, and I, the Wancheng suzerain, don't look like a villain. Now there is another Yao Yunqing who looks like the protagonist... ... Yes, all the elements are gathered.

When I looked at Yao Yunqing's eyes, I felt a little complicated.

Is the gear of fate so coincidental and irresistible?Could it be that he is the one who razed Yuan Hezong to the ground and brought Ming Yixin down in the future?

Yao Yunqing was oblivious to my probing and suspicious eyes. He rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. He rolled a meringue pancake with rich fillings and a good appearance, and handed it over.

"Master, try it."

Out of instinct for food, I subconsciously took it and took a bite.

Ok?

It's delicious!

The meat is smooth and tender, the winter bamboo shoots are crispy, the vegetables are sweet and sweet, and there are various small ingredients that I can’t name. The pancakes are rolled with crispy and fragrant pancakes. I can't help but want to continue to eat my fill.

I ate this little burrito in three or two bites.

Yao Yunqing took another bowl of milky white and fragrant fish soup and put it in front of me.

"Master, drink the soup to moisten your throat."

I was secretly surprised.

How did he guess that I wanted soup?I just glanced at the soup table just now, and didn't say anything, he is too discerning.

But now I don't bother to analyze and ponder, this bowl of soup looks so tempting, I can't wait to taste what it tastes like.

Delicious and sweet, with endless aftertaste, there is no trace of fishy smell after drinking, and the fragrance travels from the throat to the stomach.

I drank the bowl of soup down to the last drop, nodded frequently in praise, and asked Guan Yin curiously.

"The dishes of this restaurant have not been so good in the past. Has the chef changed?"

Guan Yin, on the other hand, glanced at Yao Yun lightly, and said with a chuckle: "It's not that the cook has changed, but your good disciple, my lord, wrote the recipes, and went to the kitchen to guide the cooks to make them, just to let you Master eats comfortably."

"You can still cook?"

I looked at Yao Yunqing in astonishment, and suddenly understood.

Oh, yes, his Yao family was born as an imperial cook. Yao Sangou valued his son so much, so naturally he taught him not only martial arts, but also the cooking skills passed down from family.

Yao Yunqing stretched out his hand and put a piece of stir-fried phoenix tongue on the plate for me, but he shook his head modestly.

"I just memorized a few recipes handed down by my family, just talking on paper. If I had to do it myself, then this dish would be so mushy that I couldn't eat it."

"That's great too."

Guan Yin smiled and praised: "You can speak clearly, and you can make those cooks understand, this ability is not something ordinary people can have!"

"Sister Guan has won the prize."

Yao Yunqing stood up and saluted her.

"It's also thanks to my sister's tireless assistance. Otherwise, how could the cooks listen to my child's order? This table can be perfectly served in front of the master in the end, and my sister should remember the first credit."

Guan Yin's face was full of smiles.

"Young master, look, this apprentice is smart and capable, yet humble and polite, what a young man!

Everyone likes to hear good things, and Guan Yin is no exception. When I brought Yao Yunqing back, she still hated this person who made me and Ming Yixin quarrel, but now she loves Yao Yunqing so much. She must have heard Yao Yun gently pat her ass these days. "Okay, okay, stop boasting and thanking you two, the food is cold, sit down and eat." I said.

Yao Yun responded softly, sat down and picked up the chopsticks but didn't start eating, but continued to pick up food for me. "Master, I personally watched this bowl of roasted deer tendon stew. It's soft, rotten and smooth. It's a good health food. You should eat more." I stopped him. "Eat by yourself, don't worry about me, I don't need anyone to serve me when I eat, and it's not like I don't have hands. We don't have to pay attention to these broken rules when we get along in the future, just be generous and natural, okay?" Yao Yun moved his lips lightly, as if He wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it back, and instead smiled obediently and agreed. "Okay, since Master wants to be more comfortable like this, Yun Qing just needs to be obedient." Guan Yin also laughed along with him. "I just said that Mr. Song is the most approachable person. You don't need so many politeness. If you still don't listen, you believe it now?" She said as if she remembered something, and patted the table. "By the way, several of the dishes today are the ancestral recipes of your family, so they can't be passed on to the outside world, right? You taught those cooks so carefully, what should they do if they have learned it?" I can't help but eat deer tendon He looked lightly at Yao Yun, wondering how he would react.

What Guan Yin said made some sense. In ancient times, people paid great attention to inheritance. If there are any rare things or secret recipes, they can only be left to their own blood, and they would rather destroy them than make money for outsiders.

Although the recipes are not as valuable as the martial arts cheats, they still bear the name of the imperial chef and can bring Yao Yunqing a lot of wealth and benefits. In vain, he taught the cook of the inn, but in fact he lost his own interests.

There was no sign of impatience or chagrin on Yao Yunqing's face, and he put down his chopsticks calmly. "Let's learn it. As long as the master is satisfied with what he can eat, why don't I give this recipe as a thank you gift to the cooks? Besides, I planned to sort out some imperial dishes collected by the Yao family and compile them into The books are circulated in the market, so that people who love food all over the world can have the opportunity to cook these dishes and taste the delicious food with their own mouths." "Huh?" Guan Yin widened his eyes and said: "You don't want your ancestral recipes anymore What a pity!" Yao Yun waved his hands lightly with a smile on his face. "It's no pity that good things should be passed down widely so that everyone can see them, instead of only being enshrined to the powerful and powerful. It's an unfair tragedy. Although I have meager strength, I can't change the situation, so at least let Yao's food be distinguished. "I want to give him a standing ovation after hearing such a resounding remark.

Sure enough, he is the son of luck, a talent chosen by heaven, how many years ahead of those with such a big thinking pattern!

Originally, I was considering whether to let him stop learning martial arts, so as not to pose a threat to Ming Yixin in the future, but now it seems that I think narrowly. It is estimated that anything you want to do can be done.

Blocking is worse than sparse, instead of thinking about how to suppress him, it is better to teach him well while he is still young, and snuff out all the little flames of revenge in his mind, so as not to let him go astray.

I was thinking about it in my heart, but I sensitively caught a trace of unusual movement in the air.

It was as if something was slowly tightening and aimed at this place.

not good!

Murderous!