Tiexian heirs in the city

Tianxin sect is different from other sects. When Gu Zheng first learned about the management mode of this sect, he had a lot of emotions.

In general sects, almost all the immediate family members of the high-level sects hold positions in the sect. Even if they have no position in the sect, they will be disciples at the core level. If they are even worse, even if they are not disciples in the sect, they will definitely live well. , worry-free life.

But the Tianxin sect is different, the higher the sect is, the stricter the management of relatives will be! Without a certain ability, one will definitely not have a position, and without a certain strength, one will definitely not be a core disciple! Not to mention a good life, even a slightly better life has to be exchanged through hard work!

In the eyes of outsiders, the occupation that Yang's sister is engaged in is completely incomprehensible. After all, her status, in a sect, is already regarded as a real 'relative of the emperor'. Looking at the relationship between Yang Zhenling and her sister, as well as the family environment, it can be concluded from this that Yang Zhenling's treatment in Tianxin Sect will definitely not be particularly good.

"Gu Daoist, I appreciate your kindness, and I thank you on behalf of my little sister! But we have lived under such rules since we were young, and we are all used to this kind of life, and this kind of life is exchanged for rewards with our hands. way, we all feel that there is nothing wrong with it.”

Yang Zhenling smiled at Gu Zheng, his eyes full of gratitude.

From Yang Zhenling's eyes, Gu Zheng saw not only gratitude, but also a little arrogance and sincerity.

"Perhaps, I should respect this way of life?" Gu Zheng asked himself in his heart.

Seeing that Gu Zheng didn't say anything, Yang Zhenling smiled again: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Gu! I'm just this little girl, how could I not think about her? I have already paved the way for her, and she will leave the fog in a year's time." Fengdao, work in the port restaurant where Sect Leader Gu went, then I don’t have to worry anymore, she will have an accident in the sea just like my parents.”

"Okay, then I don't need resources to exchange your dried fish, I'll pick some and take them away, as a gift from you guys!"

Gu Zheng smiled slightly, and didn't say anything more on this topic. Anyway, coming and going is not indecent. He accepted these gifts from the Yang brothers and sisters, and left gifts when he left, which is also a normal reciprocity.

"I have already processed the ingredients that need to be processed, and the head of Gu can come to cook!"

The Yang family sister's cheerful voice sounded.

"okay."

Gu Zheng responded and stepped into the kitchen.

"Master Gu, I'll leave this place to you! Do you think I should concentrate on waiting for the meal? Or should I learn from my teacher?"

The sister of the Yang family blinked her eyes and smiled recklessly.

"I said that the kitchen is an important place, so don't bother idlers!"

Not wanting others to disturb Gu Zheng's cooking, Miao Miao pushed Yang's sister out of the kitchen.

Eight-treasure rice and stewed lotus root with dried fish, Gu Zheng made it on the way to the Kunlun School, and now it feels very different from before.

Today's ancient disputes have already touched the way of diet. Eight-treasure rice and stewed lotus root with dried fish will bloom even more delicious taste in his hands.

After a while, Gu Zheng mixed the packed rice and candied fruit into a bowl, and steamed it in a basket.

The fire control formula and the water control formula were used at the same time. Although there was no change outside the pot, the water in the pot soaked the tightly fleshed candied fruit at an extremely fast speed.

After a while.

The scent of immortal rice wafted out, and the Yang Zhenling brothers and sisters outside were constantly wriggling their noses.

"It's this familiar scent! No, it's even better than what I've smelled before!"

Yang Zhenling looked at the kitchen and swallowed again.

"Brother, I now understand why you are so worthless, because I am also worthless!"

The sister of the Yang family also looked at the kitchen, making the sound of swallowing saliva from time to time.

"It smells so good, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to see how Sect Master Gu cooks!"

The sister of the Yang family jumped up, like a thief, and quietly approached the kitchen door.

"Ouch!"

The sister of the Yang family was about to open the door, but Miao Miao behind the door pushed the door open a little, causing the door panel to hit her head.

"Sister Meow, how can you be so cruel, just let me go in and have a look! I have never smelled such a special rice fragrance in my life!"

The younger sister of the Yang family put her face directly against the door panel and beat the door panel as if she was about to cry.

"If you can't open it, you can't open it! Who told you to be so hateful that you use a diving suit to catch fish!"

Miaomiao behind the door didn't buy it, and let out a smug laugh.

"I made a mistake with the diving suit? Well, I admit it!"

The sister of the Yang family wants to cry but has no tears, this is really difficult for the little devil!

"Master Gu, please let me see!"

The sister of the Yang family did not give up and continued to play foolishly.

"Okay, meow, open the door!"

Gu Zheng's smiling voice sounded, and Miao Miao immediately followed suit.

The sister of the Yang family was like a cat, she squeezed into the kitchen before the door was fully opened. Yang Zhenling, who was struggling to suppress his saliva like an old monk in meditation, was no exception. He abandoned his reserve and ran towards the kitchen.

Compared with the scent smelled outside, the scent smelled inside the kitchen is clearer and stronger, making it even more unbearable.

"What kind of rice is this? Why is it so fragrant!"

The sister of the Yang family stared at the pot obsessively, wishing to lift the lid of the pot to have a look.

"This is a kind of rice grown by ethnic minorities with a very small yield. It was not easy for the ancients to collect some, so don't make any crooked ideas!" Yang Zhenling answered instead of Gu Zheng.

"I didn't say anything, why are you in a hurry!"

The sister of the Yang family muttered dissatisfiedly, and then seriously watched Gu Zheng's actions.

"It doesn't seem to be long since Master Gu entered the kitchen, and the eight-treasure rice is almost ready? This speed is really fast!"

Smelling the sweet smell in the pot, the girl from the Yang family couldn't help sighing again.

"That's because the eight-treasure rice made by fellow Daoist Gu is different from that made by others! For the eight-treasure rice made by others, you need to steam the glutinous rice first, and then process the so-called eight-treasure rice, and then put the eight-treasure rice and the steamed glutinous rice on the pot. Steam it once, and pour the pre-boiled sugar juice after it comes out of the pot. The eight-treasure rice made by Fellow Daoist Gu doesn’t need to be so troublesome, he directly steams the eight-treasure and rice grains together!”

Yang Zhenling once again explained her sister's doubts, but it made her even more confused.

"If you don't soak the dense candied fruit in advance, how can the candied fruit in the steaming process achieve a soft taste?"

"You'll find out later, it's chirping like a sparrow!"

This time, without waiting for Yang Zhenling's explanation, Miao Miao gave Yang's sister a blank look.

"You don't tell me, I also know that to be able to handle food like this, the head of Gu must have used his inner strength!"

The sister of the Yang family stuck out her tongue at Miaomiao.

"You guys are all like a flock of sparrows!"

Gu Zheng smiled slightly, and then yelled loudly: "Eight-treasure rice is out of the pot!"

The lid of the pot was lifted, and the mist rose. Before the brothers and sisters of the Yang family could see the situation in the pot clearly, Gu Zheng had already put a bowl of eight-treasure rice upside down on a large plate.

"Master Gu, don't take it like this! We are already waiting to see through it, and the eight-treasure rice you cooked is not even showing its appearance!"

The sister of the Yang family wailed, the eight-treasure rice that was supposed to show her true face, but Gu Zheng deliberately didn't remove the sea bowl that was buckled on it.

"Don't worry, you can see it when you start eating!"

Gu Zheng laughed, and immediately used the fire control formula to ignite the flames under the clay pot next to him.

The stewed lotus root with dried fish was already in the process of being stewed, but Gu Zheng hadn't ignited the fire, and the aroma of the eight-treasure rice was so strong that its aroma was temporarily suppressed.

Now that the ancient struggle is fueling the fire, the Water Control Jue and the Wood Control Jue are also working at the same time. The fresh and spicy deep-sea whitebait and the fresh fragrance of lotus root are completely integrated into one, becoming a temptation that makes people salivate.

"It's such a unique fragrance, I can't wait, I want to move my index finger!"

The sister of the Yang family has already prepared the bowls and chopsticks. If Yang Zhenling hadn't stared at her, she would have knocked the bowls and chopsticks impatiently.

After a while.

"Stewed lotus root with dried fish is ready!"

Gu Zheng yelled again and took the clay pot away from the fire.

"You two brothers and sisters, take these two dishes out and serve them, and I'll make another fresh fish soup!"

The kitchen of the Yang family can only cook two dishes at most at a time, and Gu Zheng had to cook the last fish soup now.

"Master Gu, you are troubled!"

The sister of the Yang family said without sincerity, laughed uncontrollably, and ran out holding the plate of eight-treasure rice that hadn't been uncovered yet.

"Damn girl!"

Yang Zhenling smiled apologetically at Gu Zheng, but quickly followed her sister's pace and ran out holding stewed lotus root with dried fish.

"These two foodies!" Miao Miao shook her head endlessly.

"I said he was a foodie, didn't you see that when I shook my head, my eyes refused to let go of the fish?"

Gu Zheng flicked Miaomiao's forehead with his fingers, causing Miaomiao to cry exaggeratedly while blushing.

At the dining table, after placing the eight-treasure rice and stewed lotus root with dried fish on the table, the brothers and sisters of the Yang family did not return to the kitchen immediately. Their gazes seemed to be firmly attracted by the steaming utensils on the table.

"Brother, you don't eat much. Fellow Daoist Gu has done so much this time, you shouldn't be able to eat much, right?" Yang's sister murmured.

"Little sister, I found out that you are really thick-skinned today! I was delusional by what you said, and I almost thought that the person who didn't eat much was really me!" Yang Zhenling said speechlessly.

The girl from the Yang family continued to murmur: "Did I remember it wrong? Impossible, the person with the smallest appetite must not be me! Brother, don't you think that let alone a four-jin pollock, now it's a head Niu, sister, can I eat it too? Yes, the person with the smallest appetite must be Miaomiao girl, you can see her petite figure, she must not be able to eat much."

"Little sister, no matter how big your appetite is, you must be reserved later!"

Yang Zhenling tried her best to look away from the utensil, and patted her sister's head earnestly.

"Reserve, don't worry, you will definitely be reserved!" The Yang family girl murmured almost unconsciously.

"Forget it, you'd better go to the kitchen with me! I'm really worried about leaving you here!"

Yang Zhenling felt that if he left, the two prepared dishes would definitely be stolen.

"No, I won't leave, I'll just take a look, I won't steal!"

Pulled by Yang Zhenling, the girl from the Yang family lingered infinitely, she just barely hugged the table legs.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

The girl from the Yang family, who was still struggling a moment ago, jumped up instantly in the next moment. Amidst Yang Zhenling's dumbstruck, she broke out at an unprecedented speed and rushed into the kitchen again.

The alluring fragrance is rising from the pot on the fire, one after another, making people unable to help but inhale hard.

"Friend Gu, is this stewed pollock really? How can it be so fragrant!"

Yang Zhenling, who also entered the kitchen, had incredible eyes.

The girl from the Yang family moved her nose quickly, and her mouth was also not idle: "No, this should be fresh, so fresh! I have eaten this fish before, it shouldn't be so fresh!"

"It's a live fish, so there's no fuss if it's fresh!"

Miaomiao glanced at the sister of the Yang family, her disgusted eyes were full of pride.

"It's impossible for live fish to be so fresh! Sect Leader Gu must have used some special technique to force out all the freshness of the fish!" Yang's sister affirmed.

Miaomiao rolled her eyes: "It's the same as not saying it!"

"Is it possible that this pot of fish soup is made of medicinal materials or ingredients?" Yang Zhenling guessed.

"It must have put something else in it. As for the medicinal materials or ingredients, I don't know." The girl of the Yang family swallowed her saliva.

"Okay, you're done!"

Finally, under the eagerness of the Yang brothers and sisters and Miao Miao, Gu Zheng's fresh fish soup is also ready.

Open the lid of the pot, and a strong fresh fragrance in the rising mist completely fills every corner of the kitchen! Such a delicacy, if you can only look at it but not eat it, the torture to the people next to it is tantamount to ten tortures.

The mist in the pot dissipated, leaving only a pollock still in the tumbling white soup.

"There is only one fish in the pot, and nothing else is in it? Is this the way fresh fish soup is made?"

The sister of the Yang family looked at Gu Zheng in disbelief, as if she was watching a freak.

In common sense, fresh fish soup should at least add some green onion and ginger to remove the fishy smell, but Gu Zheng didn't add anything, and the smell can still be so delicious, which is really unbelievable.

"How? Now you still question me saying that the cooking of the head of Gu is the best? Just a fish soup, without onion and ginger, can have such an aroma, which is amazing! What's more, making fish soup We have all eaten the fish here, so we know its original fragrance." Yang Zhenling's eyes were filled with the word "submissive" when he spoke.

"Get ready, let's eat!"

Regardless of the shock of the brothers and sisters of the Yang family, Gu Zheng poured fresh fish soup into the soup basin while cheering, and Miao Miao immediately walked out with his hands in his hands.

"Meow, you are not allowed to steal!"

The shocked girl from the Yang family immediately picked up the bowls and chopsticks and chased them out as if waking up from a dream.

"Boss Yang, Boss Yang!"

"What is delicious at home, why is it so fragrant?"

"It's not convenient for Fang to invite us in as guests!"

At this moment, four or five people were surrounded outside the courtyard. They were not only Yang Zhenling's neighbors, but also the companions of Yang's sister on the same boat.

"It's not convenient, there are distinguished guests at home today, so stop messing around here!"

The sister of the Yang family walked out of the main room and closed the door without any hassle. The steaming food on the table behind the door immediately disappeared from the sight of outsiders.

"It's because we knew there were distinguished guests that we didn't go in directly!"

"Boss, even if there are distinguished guests, it shouldn't be a problem to reward us with a sip of soup, right?"

"That's right! I've never smelled such a good scent. The boss said that we are on the same boat, and we should share the difficulties and the blessings!"

"Boss, give us a bite! It's been a whole day and we haven't had a bite of warm food!"

A few old men had a playful smile on their faces, and some even made a broken bowl out of nowhere, looking like they were begging for food.