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

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"..."

There was silence in the imperial dining room until one of the imperial cooks yelled, "There are assassins!"

The imperial dining room almost turned into a mess.

"Don't bark!" Ling Chi yelled loudly, shaking people's hearts, and scared all the royal chefs to quiet down.

"This man is my friend." Ling Chi looked at the old man whose hair and beard had turned white, the wine gourd on his back, and the green jade staff in his hand. He laughed and said, "Master Hong, it's been a long time."

Hong Qigong was very embarrassed, and also a little surprised: "You...are you not that kid from Huashan?"

"Isn't it me?" Ling Chi smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are much older."

"Time is not forgiving!" Hong Qigong sighed, and then asked: "But you, why haven't you seen each other for 20 years, and you are still so young?"

"It's hard to give up on a natural beauty, there's nothing I can do about it." Ling Chi spread his hands.

"..." Hong Qigong looked contemptuous: "Old beggars walk around the world, if you are shameless, you can be called number one."

"Where is it, my skill is still shallow, and I have to continue to work hard." Ling Chi was very 'modest'.

"..." Hong Qigong's expression was wonderful and indescribable.

"It's you." Ling Chi said with a bit of sarcasm: "The leader of the majestic beggar gang, why did you come to the palace to be the gentleman on the beam? Could it be that you really want to assassinate him?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Hong Qigong's face turned pale with fright: "The old beggar just wants to come to the imperial dining room to eat something delicious, so how dare he do something to stab you."

"Ah!?" An imperial cook shouted: "No wonder there is always less food in the imperial dining room these days, so it was eaten by you!"

Hong Qigong laughed dryly: "The old beggar is just a little bit greedy. I heard that the imperial palace meal is the most delicious in the world, so I ran over to try it."

"How does it taste?" Ling Chi asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Hong Qigong nodded, then shook his head again: "Compared to the Flying Toad, it's still a lot worse."

This sentence made more than a dozen imperial chefs very angry, but when they heard the next sentence, they all shut up.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, do you want to make another flying toad for the old beggar?"

It turned out that Ling Shaoxia did it, no wonder.

The royal chefs were overwhelmed.

Ling Chi chuckled and said, "No problem, just give me the money."

"..." Hong Qigong wished he could stab him to death with a stick: "It's been 20 years, and you still want money like this."

"That's what I said." Ling Chi said as a matter of course: "There is no free lunch in the world. Which restaurant do you go to for free? That is to say, you beggars, all of you are strong and strong, but you don't care about production. You only know how to beg for food from others. , Shame on you!"

"You...you..." Hong Qigong's angry old face turned red and white: "Come out! The old beggar wants to teach you a lesson!"

"No time." Ling Chi picked up the bowl of medicinal food, covered it with a lid, and said, "I still want to treat the emperor, you thief has been discovered, why don't you run away? Are you really going to wait for the guards to catch you?"

Hong Qigong was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, he glared at him viciously, said "You wait!", and ran out of the imperial dining room, fleeing for his life.

Only at this time did Huang Rong ask, "Uncle Ling, is he the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong?"

"It's him." Ling Chi nodded, and said to a dozen imperial cooks: "He is one of the five masters in the Jianghu, and he is also the leader of the beggar gang. Don't talk about things here, or you will cause a lot of trouble, yes You and your family are not good either."

The royal chefs were terrified, and promised repeatedly that they would not speak out.

"That's good."

……

Looking at the blue light that suddenly rose into the sky, Zhao Kuo was shocked: "This... this is the medicinal food that can cure me!?"

"Exactly." Ling Chi nodded: "After taking it, the emperor will be in pain for several days and will urinate more. This is a normal phenomenon, just get over it."

"If you want to recover, how can you not pay the price." Zhao Kuo smiled and took a sip of the medicinal food.

"Well--"

"Ding, conquer the unranked diners..."

"..."

It's normal, Ling Chi is used to it.

A few minutes later, the medicinal meal was finished.As Ling Chi said, Zhao Kuo felt pain in many joints, and he broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Ji looked anxious.

"It's okay." Zhao Kuo endured the pain and said, "I can bear it."

Ling Chi praised: "The emperor is worthy of being the king of a country, and he can endure what ordinary people can't bear."

Zhao Kuo smiled wryly: "I'm just trying to hold on, it really hurts!"

"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry." Ling Chi tapped Zhao Kuo's neck lightly, and said, "Is it better now?"

"Huh?" Zhao Kuo moved his hands and feet. Although he still felt some pain, it was within the tolerance range.

Zhao Kuoxin said happily: "I didn't expect Ling Shaoxia to have such magical skills, but I am much better."

"It's just to weaken the emperor's consciousness." Ling Chi shook his head and said: "Although the pain has also been relieved, but the other perceptions will also be weakened. The emperor should take a few more servants with him these days to avoid incontinence. Time can't be cleaned up."

Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his body was numb, and tried to stand up, but his body became weak and he couldn't get up.

"So that's how it is." Zhao Kuo sighed, "The balance of yin and yang in the heaven and earth means that what you gain must be lost."

"It's only a few days." Ling Chi smiled and said: "After the emperor recovers from his illness, he must make adjustments in his daily routine and eating habits, otherwise it will be inevitable to make mistakes in the future."

"I listen to Ling Shaoxia." Zhao Kuo now believes that Ling Chi is a capable and strange person, just like when King Zhou Wen met Jiang Taigong, at least in terms of healing and health, he, an emperor, must listen to Ling Chi.

"It's getting late." Ling Chi looked at the night and said, "It's time for us to say goodbye."

"How about Ling Shaoxia and Fairy Bailian staying in the palace for a few days?" Zhao Kuowan said: "To be honest, if Ling Shaoxia leaves, I will feel uneasy."

Seeing Zhao Kuo's calmness, Ling Chi nodded: "Alright."

Zhao Kuo smiled all over his face: "So, here I decree to call an open competition for blacksmiths from all over the world to compete for the title of number one blacksmith in the world."

Ling Chi was stunned for a moment, and said: "I never thought that the emperor would come up with such a method, I admire you."

Zhao Kuo laughed and said: "People live in the world, and what they fight for is nothing more than fame and fortune. If I give them this opportunity, they will do their best. This can be regarded as an explanation from me to Ling Shaoxia."

Ling Chi clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Your Majesty."


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