"Hmm~ It's so fragrant. ”

Uncle Song arrived that afternoon, just in time for the evening's meal.

When he took a bite, he couldn't help but let out a sound of satisfaction.

This is almost the only sound that can be heard when life is in harmony.

At this moment, I heard it from Uncle Song's mouth.

He looked at the rice in the bowl and the dishes on the plate, and he had the urge to cry.

"This is the real rice. ”

"Five hundred yuan a catty, this, this price is simply too conscientious!"

Young Taoist: "......"

Who was too expensive before?

"Whether it is rice or vegetables, they are extremely precious and top-notch ingredients, they seem to be the same as ordinary vegetable rice, but they do the natural nature that vegetables should have. ”

"If I can't make them into dishes for the rest of my life, it will be the biggest regret of my life. ”

Chen Yang et al.: "......"

The young Taoist priest whispered: "Before Uncle Song became a Taoist, he worked as a chef in a five-star hotel. I heard that it was to improve my cooking skills that I came to be a Taoist priest. ”

Chen Yang had a question mark: "What does being a Taoist priest have to do with improving cooking skills?"

Young Taoist: "Of course it matters, after Uncle Song opened his nose, his perception of taste became more keen." After opening the tongue, the control of the heat is more handy. After opening the eyes, the amount of ingredients that should be put each time is terrifyingly accurate. After opening his mouth, many ingredients that he couldn't try before can be tried. ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yang and the others were shocked.

Is this Uncle Song so awesome?

In order to cook, change careers to become a Taoist priest?

Xuan Cheng asked, "How many tricks has Uncle Song opened?"

Young Taoist priest: "I'm afraid to say it and hit you." ”

"You say. ”

"Five tricks. ”

"Awesome. Xuan Cheng admired: "It's just a little close, you can open all seven tricks, and the fish jumps into the dragon gate." ”

Although the Five Tricks Monk was very powerful, it was not to the point of hitting him.

The young Taoist priest smiled: "You must know that Uncle Song is only fifty years old this year. ”

Xuan Cheng said: "Fifty years old, open five tricks, although I don't say how fast, but it's normal, right?"

The young Taoist priest shook his head, with a Jaguar expression.

"Didn't I say it, Uncle Song used to be a chef in a five-star hotel, and he changed his career to become a Taoist priest halfway. ”

When several people heard this, they immediately understood what he meant.

Xuan Cheng asked with a dry mouth: "That...... How many years has Uncle Song been a Taoist priest?"

Young Taoist: "Thirteen years." ”

"Wori!"

"Hold the grass!"

"It's only been thirteen years!"

"Awesome!"

Several people burst into foul language.

Even Chen Yang looked at Uncle Song, who was muttering to himself in front of the rice, like a nervous person.

Who would have thought that the chubby little old man in front of him would actually open five tricks in only thirteen years.

Is this still human?

In practice, the smaller the better.

It is very difficult to reach a certain point halfway through the monkhood.

And Sanyuan Palace, there are two at once.

A Ye Wanghai, who was a Taoist priest halfway, is now a real person.

Uncle Song in front of him has opened five tricks in thirteen years.

It's a way out.

To use the most fashionable buzzword at the moment, this Uncle Song is the legendary genius of Tianzhong.

"This is because Uncle Song felt that his ears were useless, so he didn't continue to rush to the holes, otherwise with Uncle Song's talent, he would have opened all seven holes a few years ago. ”

This sentence silenced several people, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the mood is very uncomfortable.

They all claim to be geniuses, but in the face of this Uncle Song, they are suppressed in all directions.

Relentless suppression.

Especially Xuan Cheng, he suddenly felt that what the master said that day was indeed objective.

I have been practicing for more than 20 years, but I still took the Enlightenment Pill and opened up a trick.

This kind of cultivation speed, compared with the Uncle Song in front of him, is simply a difference between cloud and mud.

"I'm a piece of waste. Hyun Sung laughed at himself.

Chen Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, we are all waste." ”

Whoever compares with Uncle Song is a waste of firewood.

"After that, I was personally responsible for procurement. ”

After eating, Uncle Song said.

"No problem. ”

"Can I go to the vegetable garden?"

"Of course. ”

Chen Yang led him to the vegetable garden.

The snow here has not yet melted, and there is a layer of snow on the spiritual soil, the ground is muddy, and the soles of the shoes are muddy when you take two steps.

Uncle Song didn't care at all, came to the vegetable garden, looked at the very beautiful vegetables, and took a closer look.

At this glance, he still saw the difference.

It is more colorful and vibrant than ordinary dishes.

Yes, it's vitality.

He saw vitality in these vegetables.

"This landscape is really nourishing, Sanyuan Palace does not have such a unique place. ”

"With the environment of this place, it is completely possible to build a dojo. ”

Uncle Song said with emotion.

Chen Yang was a little surprised.

This Uncle Song doesn't seem to be a completely inexperienced cook.

He was able to judge these messages by just a few dishes.

It's not easy.

Chen Yang didn't know what the difference between a real dojo and an ordinary practice ground was.

But he felt that if the entire Dome Mountain was paved with spiritual soil and planted with spiritual grass and spiritual trees.

In that case, the cultivation environment will definitely not be much worse than the real dojo.

Cultivation requires wealth and wealth, and all of them are indispensable.

But that's all before.

Nowadays, the need for money is too great.

There are only so many practice venues, and there are only so many dojos, and I heard that there is a limit to the number of places to enter the dojo to practice.

If ordinary people want to practice, the best way is to spend money.

For Chen Yang, it is also a truth.

If he has money, he can spend money to spread the spiritual soil all over the mountain.

However, the amount of money required is too large.

After sending away the three Uncle Song, Chen Yang returned to the Taoist temple.

Yuelin walked over and said, "Yesterday, the Daoist Association sent someone to send a notice. ”

He took out the notice and gave it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang unfolded it and swept it roughly.

"Zhao Guanqing?"

The content of the notice is mainly related to Zhao Guanqing.

I hope that all the avenues will pay attention, and if they find any clues about Zhao Guanqing, they will report it immediately.

Chen Yang was a little painful: "Why don't you give me a photo? There is nothing, even if you meet it, who will recognize it?"

Yuelin said: "Actually, it's just a process, and no one will help." ”

"Why?"

"Because he's already a waste, who would go to great lengths to find a waste?"

"And if he does make something out there, the police can catch him without us having to show up at all. ”

Chen Yang felt that it made sense.

"However, I think Zhao Guanqing will be safe. ”

"I've heard that he planned for more than ten years before digging a hole in the ground. Since he has this idea, he obviously wants to escape, and since he has escaped, how can he commit a crime?"

"Ten have**, I plan to find a place to spend the second half of my life. ”

Chen Yang asked, "Why was he locked up?"