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

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Someone's stomach rumbled, Ling Chi turned his head to look, and saw Ju Jian clutching his stomach, his face flushed.

Zhu Jian giggled and said, "My sister must be hungry!"

Ju Jian thumped her lightly: "I hate it."

Ling Chi laughed and said: "It's about time, let's go! Find a restaurant to eat something. Well, the smell is not bad, let's go to this one!"

After walking a short distance after searching for the fragrance, I saw the oldest restaurant standing in the street, with the three big characters of "Songhe Tower" written on the golden signboard.The signboard has been smoked from the kitchen for a long time, but the three gold characters are shining brightly, bursts of wine and meat smell from the restaurant, and the sound of the cook's knives and ladles and the waiter's yelling are all in one piece.

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A little tired, slight insomnia, didn't have a good rest, didn't stay up late yesterday, this chapter is 4000 words, continue to stay up, and try to update another four to five thousand words in the morning.Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket. ?(‘???`)

Chapter 239 Negative emotions from Qiao Feng +999

When Ling Chi and Si Jian walked in, the seats downstairs were all filled, leaving only the seats upstairs.

"Guest officer, please go upstairs." The waiter saw that although Ling Chi was not well dressed, he had an extraordinary temperament. Behind him were four beautiful but identical quadruplets. Ti still had a long sword on his back, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately led them upstairs to take their seats.

There were already five or six tables occupied upstairs, Ling Chi asked for a seat by the window, and asked, "Xiaoer, what signature dishes do you have here?"

"Guest officer, you have come to the right place. Our Songhe Tower is the largest and best restaurant in Wuxi City. There are as many as ten kinds of signature dishes, and all the ones we have eaten are good." Xiaoer said proudly.

"Oh?" Ling Chi chuckled and said, "Then here are ten signature dishes."

"Ah!?" Xiao Er was dumbfounded: "Ten... Ten ways?"

"Both." Ling Chi nodded and said, "Five more bowls of rice."

"Okay, okay." Xiaoer was very happy: big customer!

"Guest officer, would you like some wine?" Xiaoer asked: "The Huadiao wine in this shop is famous far and wide, and the sorghum wine that heroes in the world love most."

"No need." Ling Chi took off the wine gourd pinned to his waist, and said, "I have wine myself."

"That's good, that's good." Xiao Er turned his head and walked downstairs: "Ten signature dishes upstairs, all of them!"

"Huh!?" The diners upstairs and downstairs all raised their heads and looked at the waiter.The one downstairs was blocked, so I couldn't see it, but the people at the five or six tables upstairs saw it clearly, and after seeing it, they couldn't look away.

Who is this person?Actually brought four identical twin beauties.hateful!It must be a wicked big dog.

Sensing the malicious gazes of these people, Si Jian raised his brows upside down, exuding a cold murderous aura, which frightened these people hastily lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

But not everyone lowered their heads. The big man sitting at the westernmost table kept staring at this side with burning eyes, but his eyes were not on Si Jian, but on Ling Chi.

"Huh?" Feeling the fiery gaze, Ling Chi's heart trembled: This is... GAY's gaze?

Turning his head to look, it really is a basic... man.

Although this person is sitting, one can tell that he is a tall and burly man in his thirties, wearing a gray old cloth robe, which is slightly tattered, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a square face with Chinese characters. The color of wind and frost, when you look forward to it, is extremely powerful.

Ling Chi blinked and blinked: What a coincidence?

The two looked at each other, and a strange aura lingered.

Ling Chi couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"..." The big man clasped his fists and asked, "But Young Master Ling at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain?"

Oh ho! ?

Has brother's reputation spread to Wuxi yet?

"Who are you?" Brother didn't say anything, it would make you mad.

"Excuse me, I'm going to Qiao Feng." The big man said.

So crisp.

"It turned out to be Brother Qiao." Ling Chi cupped his fists: "To tell the truth, this is Ling Chi."

"It really is you." Qiao Feng's face turned cold, and he said via voice transmission: "Young Master Ling defeated Shaolin alone at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, it is really a great prestige."

"..." This tone is wrong!

That's right, Qiao Feng was originally a disciple of Master Xuan Ku, and he had an irresistible relationship with Shaolin. Hearing that Shaolin Temple was turned upside down by him, he was still furious.

I thought seeing Qiao Fengfeng was a heroic pity for a hero, but I didn't expect the situation to change completely.

Ling Chi sighed: "Don't think that if you turn on the BGM, you will be invincible in the world, brother is not afraid of you."

Qiao Feng: "???"

Si Jian also looked confused: "Mr. Ling, what are you talking about?"

"It's adults' business, children don't interrupt." Ling Chi took out four lollipops and stuffed each of them into their mouths.

"Well……"

"..." Qiao Feng's face was ugly: "Mr. Ling's martial arts are world-class, so he looks down on Qiao, but Qiao is not something that Mr. Ling can play with at will."

"Who played tricks on you?" Ling Chi said, "I just wanted to have a good meal, what are you interrupting?"

"..." Qiao Feng took a deep breath, afraid that he couldn't help but slap him alive, but he had to ask some questions: "It is said that Mr. Ling used two kinds of martial arts at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, one is Sonic Kung Fu , and another kind is the Subduing Dragon Palm of my Beggar Clan, I wonder how Mr. Ling can explain it?"

"What's there to explain?" Ling Chi said: "Who stipulated that Jianglong Palm must be the martial arts of the Beggar Clan? I know a lot of kung fu, and Jianglong Palm is nothing."

With a snap, the chopsticks in Qiao Feng's hand broke, and his face became even more ugly: "Okay, okay, since that's the case, Qiao has to learn a lesson or two from Mr. Ling."

"You don't need to be taught, I don't teach people." Ling Chi opened the wine gourd plug, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out, filling the entire restaurant almost instantly.

"What's the smell?" Everyone was stunned and took a deep breath: "It smells so good! Is this wine?"

"What kind of wine is so fragrant? Made! Xiao Er, quickly serve me a pot of this fine wine!"

Xiao Er: "???"

Upstairs, Ling Chi took a sip of the wine, a mellow taste lingered in his mouth, and the hot taste after entering his stomach, like a blazing flame, extraordinarily intense.

"Ha——" Ling Chi squinted his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face: the master's wine making skills are getting better and better, this old white is working hard.

"Gulu!" Qiao Feng swallowed hard, staring at the wine gourd in his hand with burning eyes: This wine...is so fragrant.

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Ling Chi put the gourd plug on the lid, and the aroma of the wine slowly dissipated.


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