After the goddess wears into the interstellar

Excalibur Kitchen

Qi Ling confessed to the fact that the gift of Albizia Jubilata was given to Zong Lan.

"But I searched all over the pill box, and it's just the red pill." Qi Ling felt somewhat innocent.

Mu Yu: "Then you won't come to ask me? I'm talking about two red pills, don't you think it's strange that you just saw one?"

"I didn't think too much about it..." Qi Ling muttered, "It's you... why did you refine the Hehuan Pill?"

"?" Mu Yu said righteously and sternly, "In the hearts of alchemists, there is no distinction between good and bad medicines."

"..." Qi Ling was startled by this thick-skinned face, "Then you can ask the people who take the medicine if there is any difference?"

"..."

As soon as Mr. Lan was mentioned, Mu Yu felt a little guilty for no reason.

Although he discovered it in time last night, Mr. Lan had already woken up when he led people to rush over, and his expression was not too affected by the Hehuan Pill.

It's just that Mr. Lan showed a lot of resistance when he helped Mr. Lan remove the residual toxins of Albizia Jubilata in his body, especially when he accidentally touched his arm.

Thinking of this, Mu Yu sighed lightly.

That's right, who wouldn't be angry if he was given aphrodisiac for no reason?

"Huang Tang, go ask Mr. Lan to come out for dinner." Mu Yu ordered while serving the meal.

After thinking about it all night last night, Mu Yu decided to make a big meal today, and find an opportunity to express his most sincere apology to Mr. Lan, so as to recover the little accident that happened last night.

Seeing Sihui being led by Huang Tangzhi to walk towards Mr. Lan's room, Qi Ling approached Mu Yu with a ginkgo fruit in his mouth, and sighed: "You said Mr. Lan's spiritual power is really strong enough, eat the Hehuan Dan There's nothing wrong with it!"

After taking the Hehuan Pill, the most fearful thing is to come into contact with other people's breath, not to mention that Mu Yu believes that the main pill furnace relies on blood, and all the pills from this pill furnace will be contaminated with the breath of his blood.

"If you steal my ginkgo again, you will never leave your body." Mu Yu looked at Qi Ling expressionlessly, and Shi Jue took out half of the ginkgo that it had just put into its mouth, "This is the last warning."

In order to get Mr. Lan's understanding as much as possible, Mu Yu specially picked the only ten ginkgo fruits left in the Lingtian, and planned to make a special dessert as compensation, but he was beaten by Qi Ling so that only six were left.

"Oh……"

Smash it, smash it, Qi Ling still sighed on the topic just now, "There is your blood in the pill furnace!"

If you follow the plot of your heart's favorite, shouldn't Mr. Lan, who took the Hehuan Pill, punish Mu Yu on the spot?

"What's so strange about this?" Mu Yu didn't take it seriously, and started preparing desserts, "Mr. Lan's mental strength is not weaker than mine, so he can naturally control his emotions."

He picked up the knife next to the chopping board, and carved fine lines on the ginkgo with downcast eyes, "Besides, it doesn't affect me, which means that Mr. Lan doesn't have any emotional fluctuations towards me."

——This is too normal. Although Albizia Jubilata can magnify people's emotions, this Mr. Lan was born either rich or noble. How can he be impressed by a passerby who has only known him for a few days?

In fact, not only Mr. Lan is like this, Mu Yu has also experienced similar things.

I remember that when I was still in the world of cultivating immortals, some people with unscrupulous thoughts gave him the Hehuan Pill, but at that time, his mental strength was already above distraction, and it was difficult for him to be affected by the pill.

The dessert was ready quickly, Mu Yu looked up and saw Si Hui who came back alone.

"Sovereign, Mr. Lan said he is not hungry, let us eat first."

Sure enough, he was unhappy, Mu Yu frowned as he looked at the carved white flower in front of him.

It seems that even though it has little effect on the body, Mr. Lan still has a grudge against last night's accident.

"Huang Tang, prepare a meal for Mr. Lan. His mental strength has not yet fully recovered, and he still needs to make up for it." Mu Yu took out a small plate and put the freshly made white carvings in it, "Put the dessert Put it inside too, be more careful."

"Sovereign, what is this? It smells so good."

"Milkwood Flower."

After taking the plate, Huang Tang looked behind Mu Yu, "Don't we have any?"

"There's no ginkgo." Mu Yu took off the apron around his waist, "I'll make it for you later."

"Okay..." Huang Tang watched Naimuhua being put into the lunch box with greedy eyes.

Mu Yu: "Go, wait for you to come back for dinner."

Huang Tang walked away with the lunch box, and Qi Ling sneaked into Mu Yu's side again, "Master, I didn't expect you to be so good at alchemy!" It followed Mu Yu from the kitchen to the open-air dining table outside the kitchen, "You can make alchemy as soon as you get started." Make these shaped pills."

——It doesn't know much about the alchemy industry, but it also knows that it is not easy for a novice to become an alchemy. Mu Yu's move really shocked it.

Mu Yu didn't even look at it, "Tell me, what rude request do you want to make again?"

——Qi Ling will not praise him for no reason.

Qi Ling "hehe" laughed twice, "It's not a troublesome thing, I've been losing a lot of hair recently, can you help me refine a hair growth elixir?"

Looking up at Qi Ling's blindingly red withered grass, Mu Yu said, "Yes, but this method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

Qi Ling seemed a little urgent, "Then what is the root cause?"

Since it changed to a new hair color yesterday, its hair has been falling out continuously, which greatly affects its aura.

"Don't dye your hair with paint."

……

Zong Lan sat at the table, frowning tightly.

He obviously took the antidote, and checked carefully before taking the medicine to restore mental strength, why is he still restless right now?

The door was knocked suddenly, and his heart seemed to be picked up suddenly. He subconsciously held his breath, "Who?"

"Mr. Lan, I'm Huang Tang, the suzerain asked me to deliver meals to you."

Unconsciously, Zong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, his brows relaxed, and he said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, I'll just drink a nutrient solution later."

"Nutrition solution? But didn't we sell the nutrient solution and the mech together when we went to the mecha store last time?" Huang Tang said with doubts in his tone, "You only went to the first floor after you agreed, did you forget? "

"..." Zong Lan was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "I'm not hungry yet."

"Just try our cooking." Huang Tang didn't want to make a second trip, leaning against the door and persuaded earnestly, "I made this dish with the suzerain, the combination of meat and vegetables is reasonable, and the nutrition is definitely not inferior to the nutrient solution , besides, we don’t have any nutrient solution here, do we?”

Although there is also a repairing nutrient solution, it is for special purposes and cannot be used as a meal replacement, and because of its high price, it has long been locked up by the suzerain.

The door was still tightly closed, Huang Tang raised his eyes and glanced at the window, and through the light-transmitting curtains, he could barely judge that Zong Lan seemed to be sitting at the table.

Seeing that there was still no response from the people in the room, Huang Tang was a little annoyed, "Just eat something, our suzerain specially made a dessert, it smells delicious, we don't even have any."

After finishing speaking, Huang Tang realized that something was wrong. It sounded like he was blaming someone, and it was really inappropriate to tell the guests.

After hearing this, Mr. Lan may not even want to let the lunch box into the house!

Just as he was racking his brains to think of what to say to make up for it, so as not to make a second trip, the door in front of Huang Tang suddenly made a soft knock.

I saw Mr. Lan standing behind the door, his voice was so low that he almost couldn't hear him clearly.

"Only for me?"

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