"Serve Fengji?" Jiang Xing asked.

Cheng Linlin saw that he didn't know about Fu Fengsi, and said in disbelief: "You don't even know?"

Jiang Xing smiled embarrassedly: "Jiang has not entered the WTO deeply, so he is lonely and unheard, and he will forgive me." ”

"I see, where did Brother Jiang originally cultivate?"

"I was originally in the Southern Regions, and then I practiced all the way to the Northern Frontier. ”

"I didn't expect Brother Jiang to be very old, but he has a lot of experience, let me tell you about our service Fengsi, you can also pay attention to see if you join our company." Of course, it's not reluctant, I just see that you have some sympathy for a casual cultivator. ”

Jiang Xing said seriously: "Listen to me." ”

Cheng Forest stopped the action of peeling the skin in his hand, stood up and cleared his throat: "Cough, the two major factions in Northern Xinjiang, from this Qiyang Mountain Range to the east and west, the east is the Fengsi and the west is Liuyun Mountain, and the contemptible Chenglin is a member of the Fengsi, if these two factions say who is stronger and who is Ruo, it is not easy to say, the ancestors are both Yuanying Realm, but we have one more Jiedan monk than Liuyun Mountain, if we really want to compare, we are naturally slightly better." ”

Jiang Xing looked at him and bragged and didn't interject, Cheng Forest continued: "A foundation building realm cultivator like Brother Jiang, we are naturally welcome to serve Fengsi, first of all, the cultivation of building a foundation can choose a cave on Fengshan Mountain, you must know that the degree of our service to Fengshan Spiritual Qi is not one or two grades worse than now." Moreover, a hundred high-grade spirit stones are issued every year, and there are naturally magic weapons, and you only need to accept one task from the sect every year. ”

Jiang Xing nodded, he naturally knew that those big sects would be built in places full of spiritual energy, so it was not a problem to cultivate for thousands of miles a day, plus he should indeed find a big tree to lean on, and after this kind of wanted feeling, it was better to find a suitable place to cultivate well.

Thinking of this in his heart, he said to Chenglin: "Brother Cheng, I thought about it carefully, you are right, a casual cultivator like me should indeed find a big sect, in case one day I really run into ** annoyance, I really can't stop it." ”

"That's that, you just listen to my brother, when I finish the task of the division, you will go back with me, and I will introduce you to the division. ”

"Mission?" Jiang Xing had some doubts.

Cheng Linlin smiled: "This year, I received ten Red Wolf Demon Pills, and I heard that there are here in the Qiyang Mountain Range, so I came here." ”

Jiang Xing said he understood: "How many did Brother Cheng get?"

Cheng Linlin scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Hehe, I'm ashamed to say that there is no one, there is only a demon pill during the foundation building period of the demon beast, but the red wolf is a group of demon beasts, it is really difficult to start, I regret coming to Qiyang Mountain." ”

When the blood on his hand scratched his head, he didn't pay attention to rubbing it on his face, Cheng Lin wiped his hands on his shirt twice, wiped the blood on his face, and kicked the dead giant eagle again: "So I saw you being attacked by this guy from the forest just now, so I stepped in to help, I want to make you a friend, and by the way, I also want to ask you to help deal with the red wolf together." ”

Jiang Xing couldn't help but laugh: "It's naturally okay to deal with the red wolf, if the two of us face too much, I think it's smart for us to run faster." ”

Cheng Lin nodded in agreement, and the two of them said as Cheng Lin continued to bend down to divide the dead giant eagle.

After chatting for a while, he learned from Cheng Linlin's mouth that this guy turned out to be a master of cooking, Jiang Xing expressed his disbelief, and then in his dumbfounded eyes, Cheng Linlin took out spatulas and other kitchen utensils from the storage bag one after another, which really made Jiang Xing cry and laugh.

In order to convince Jiang Xing, after dividing the giant eagle, Cheng Forest led the way, and the two of them went around from the forest, and it didn't take long for Cheng Forest to take him to a babbling stream that flowed down from the mountain.

Jiang Xing looked at the traces of cooking by the stream before he believed it, according to what Cheng Forest said, although the monk had reached the foundation building realm, he could at least do it for more than a month, without a drop of water or a drop of grain.

But he can't, he has to enjoy the fireworks of the world every once in a while, and he doesn't like what is made outside, and thinks that the food made by their cooking skills is tasteless, like chewing wax.

In order to study the art of cooking, he went into the secular world to study for a year, and all the kitchen utensils were made by himself, which can be seen in the hard work.

When he arrived at the stream, he pointed to the stone table and chair set up next to him and said to Jiang Xing: "Brother Jiang, you go and sit there, I will be angry when I see your disbelief on your face, wait! I must prove myself." ”

Jiang Xing waved his hand again and again: "Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, I believe it, I believe it......"

Without saying anything, he was dragged over by Cheng Forest, and sat down on the stone table and chair on the side.

Looking at the forest not far away, he turned his hand, and the black pots that appeared before were placed on the stove stacked with stones.

There were some black iron bowls again, and the shovel then appeared and put aside, and when Cheng Lin took out a wide and shiny kitchen knife, Jiang Xing couldn't help but laugh.

You shouldn't be a good immortal cultivator, but you want to be a cook, it's simply not a proper job.

Cheng Linlin glanced at Jiang Xing, who was a little trembling because he was holding back a smile hard, snorted coldly, and lowered his head to fiddle with the stove.

He first took out the meat of the eagle that had been cut before, put it in a black basin, washed it in the winding stream, and drained it.

He took out more than a dozen small bottles and cans from the storage bag, and these bottles and cans were pasted with a piece of paper, which was oil, salt, and vinegar............ and other spices.

Cheng Linlin held the basin in his left hand, and took the bottles and cans one by one in his right hand and sprinkled them into the basin.

At the same time, he said to Jiang Xing: "Now it is past the best time to eat this meat, and the best time to marinate meat is twelve hours ago, after a day and a night of marinating, it can be best tasted, and it will be delicious in that way." Let's eat some, and then I'll marinate some more and store it, and you'll know the difference when you eat the next batch. ”

Although Jiang Xing didn't understand, he was embarrassed to laugh at him anymore when he saw that the forest was serious. Expressing agreement with his point of view, he also walked over slowly, looking curious.

Cheng Linlin felt useful for his current performance, and the corners of his mouth twitched proudly.

The eagle was almost the size of a small house, and there was not much meat cut off, anyway, Jiang Xing was not interested, so he put it away.

Cheng Lin stretched out his hands and stirred back and forth in the large black basin, mixing the eagle meat and spices well.

After more than ten breaths, Cheng Forest took half of the eagle meat and put it aside.

The half left is Jiang Xing's mouth blessing for the two of them today.

The remaining half of the pot of eagle meat is estimated to be more than a dozen catties, after a lot of spices are poured in, the original bright red meat turns into a dark brown appearance, and I don't know what seasonings he put in, there is an attractive rich aroma.

Jiang Xing shrugged his nose vigorously, sucking vigorously, looking extremely greedy, Cheng Lin looked at him and raised his neck proudly.

Pride is pride, and it is considered a success when it is made into a finished product, but the pot, stove, and meat are all there, and only the firewood is missing.

Cheng Forest is overkill, a few volleys stepped in the air, directly jumped on the two or three zhang high tree, the tree of human arm thickness of the dead branch was broken off by him in a few breaths and placed on the stove.

Jiang Xing was embarrassed to watch from the sidelines, and was about to help put the firewood into the stove and light the fire, but was shouted by Cheng Linlin: "Hey! Brother Jiang don't move, let me come." ”

Jiang Xing had no choice but to give up.

Cheng Lin didn't know how many years of experience he had repeated, put dry wood in the stove, and threw a small fireball casually.

With a bang, the flames steamed up, and Cheng Forest put the empty pot on the rack, closed his eyes and reached out to feel the temperature in the pot.

He opened his eyes suddenly, poured oil into the pan, and poured in the cold oil, and suddenly black smoke came out.

He poured in an unknown green pepper-like thing, and then the meat.

The fire was still so big, and white smoke was steaming in the pot from time to time, and he just stood still and turned the meat in the pot back and forth, neither hurried nor slow.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but say, "With such a big fire, you're not afraid of being confused?"

"What do you know! Meat is cold, and what is steaming under the fire is just steam, and it is only in this way that the fire can have pot gas, and the things made are delicious!" Cheng Lin snorted coldly.

Jiang Xing complained that he was too talkative, and an amateur said something to other professionals.

After a while, he put down a lot of things, and Jiang Xing was also dazzled, Cheng Lin ran to the river in two steps and scooped a basin of stream water over and added it to the pot.

Cover with the lid of his homemade iron pot.

Jiang Xing asked him why the lid of the pot was iron, and Cheng Lin simply replied to him with two words: "Strong ............"

Half an hour later, Cheng Linlin passed over from the stone table and brought the iron pot over, the meat in the pot had already wafted out the aroma, and Jiang Xing's normal body unconsciously rumbled in his stomach.

Waiting for Chenglin to open the lid of the pot, Jiang Xing looked at the meat in the pot and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, steaming aroma, after steaming, the eagle meat with attractive color and delicious soup beckoned to Jiang Xing in the pot.

Jiang Xing didn't care about anything else, he reached out and grabbed a piece first, regardless of whether it was hot or not, he chewed and swallowed it in his mouth while inhaling.

Boom! in the throat.

Cheng Linlin looked at him with a smile: "How is Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Xing couldn't care about him, and was vague: "I... Swallowed ...... Haven't tasted it yet............"