The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

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"Greedy cat, don't eat it, I'll beat you up!"

"But, it's so delicious, I can't help it! Ah, it's so delicious, even the imperial palace meal is nothing more than that."

The middle-aged man who had just mixed into the crowd from outside narrowed his eyes when he heard this sentence: what a big tone.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore!" A charlatan broke into the kitchen immediately, saw Ling Chi cooking, and yelled, "Boy, how much is your dish? I bought it!"

"..." Ling Chi glanced at Huang Rong, who stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"You girl." With a helpless smile, Ling Chi fried the dish in twos and said: "Sorry, this is what we eat, we don't sell it."

"Five hundred Wen!" Jianghu tycoons paid generously: "I will pay you five hundred Wen for this dish!"

"Hehe." Ling Chi put the vegetables aside and said, "Not for sale."

"You don't sell five hundred coins!?" The high-handed quack was taken aback, "Boy, the most expensive dish in the inn is only three hundred coins, yet you don't sell five hundred coins? Are you stupid!"

"It's you who are stupid!" Ling Chi waved his hand: "I don't want to talk to you, go away."

"You!" A cold light flashed in Jiang Hu's eyes: "Looking for death!"

boom--

With a loud bang, the gangster flew out of the kitchen with a whoosh, knocking down more than a dozen strong men.

"Ouch!"

"Mom!"

"It hurts to death!"

"You fucking...huh? Hey, hurry up! Send it to the doctor, this man is vomiting blood."

In a hurry, the man was carried by two strong men to a nearby medical center.

After some diagnosis, it was found that the person's internal organs were only shaken, and the injury was not serious, and he could recover within a few days of conditioning.

"Doctor, are you all right? This man vomited blood." The strong man who sent him obviously didn't believe it.

"It's really all right." The doctor said: "Just because he vomited a mouthful of blood, it is not considered a serious injury. Once the blood is not vomited out, it will be serious."

"This...is there such a thing?"

……

The news here quickly spread to the middle-aged man without need, and the middle-aged man without need had another understanding of Ling Chi's martial arts: "It's so subtle."

Because of Ling Chi's violent methods, no one dared to mention the matter of grocery shopping, so Ling Chi and Huang Rong went back to the guest room to eat without being disturbed.

While eating dinner, Huang Rong was depressed.

"What's the matter?" Ling Chi asked: "You said it was delicious just now! Why don't you eat it?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes: "Ask knowingly."

Ling Chi chuckled, and said, "Okay, I know you want to raise my value, but we don't need money, so what if we raise it?"

Huang Rong was silent for a moment, then said: "I spent all my money."

"..."

Ling Chi was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I spent all my money." Huang Rong whispered, "I saw an official young master bullying a father and daughter who were entertainers, so I helped them beat those people away, and then gave them the money so that they could escape. gone."

"..." Ling Chi rubbed his eyebrows: "Do you know how much money there is?"

"One... more than 100 taels of silver." Huang Rong's voice became even softer.

"..."

Seeing Huang Rong lower her head, Ling Chi sighed, "Okay, I'm not angry again."

Huang Rong raised her head slightly and looked at him secretly.

Ling Chi scolded with a smile: "What are you doing sneakily? If I say I'm not angry, I'm really not angry."

Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said, "Uncle Ling, it's good that you don't get angry. I didn't feel something was right until after I gave away the silver. It seems that I gave too much."

"You know it's too much!" Ling Chi put a piece of duck meat in her bowl, and said, "You girl, you have been out of temper since you were a child, and you have no sense of money. You always rob the poor and give to the rich along the way. I am used to acting chivalrously and spending a lot of money, so it is understandable that I can't control it for a while."

"Yeah." Huang Rong nodded again and again: "That's what happened."

"That's what happened, but it doesn't mean you're not responsible." Ling Chi glared at her, turning her into a quail.

Who can bear this pitiful look?

Ling Chi's anger disappeared: "Okay, I've learned a lot from a pit, and I'll help people use their brains more in the future. You're such a smart little girl, why are you always doing stupid things!"

Seeing that Ling Chi's anger had subsided, Huang Rong stuck out her tongue: "You're still young!"

Ling Chi chuckled: "Yes! For the sake of your young age, I forgive you."

"Uncle Ling is so kind." Huang Rong giggled and put a large piece of duck meat in his bowl: "Uncle Ling, you eat."

"You eat too." Ling Chi smiled.

"Uh-huh."

The two returned to their usual relaxed atmosphere.

Ling Chi took a few mouthfuls of food and said, "By the way, you said that you are helping a father and daughter who sell art. What kind of art do they sell?"

"It's just playing with marksmanship, and it looks quite majestic." Speaking of the father and daughter, Huang Rong was a little excited: "By the way, Sister Mu's boxing skills are very good-looking, and she looks like a swallow, especially light and elegant."

"..." Ling Chi asked, "Sister Mu?"

"Ah! The father and daughter's surname is Mu. The father's name is Mu Yi, and the daughter's name is Mu Nianci. They are sister Mu."

"..."

Ling Chi said calmly: "You know it quite well."

"Because Uncle Mu said he would repay me in the future." Huang Rong scratched her head and said, "He also asked about my name and origin."

"Did you tell him?" Ling Chi asked.

"Yeah." Huang Rong nodded, "They knew I was Dong Xie's daughter, so they left with confidence."


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