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The old man quietly looked at the scattered crowd and said, "That's fine, at least no one will peep at the Jingshen Stone......

At this time, the old man bowed to the well god stone and began to clean up the burned incense bones and other residues. Just as he was leaving, he faintly heard a voice that seemed to be saying something to him, and he couldn't help but look back in doubt.

Then he froze.

He saw that from the well divine stone, a vague figure came out, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman.

And this figure is the well god in his dream.

Same!

At this time, he still couldn't see the face of the well god clearly, but he knew that it was the well god in his dream, so he was extremely shocked, and he couldn't imagine that the dream had become a reality.

There is really a god in this world......

"Little god, thank you, uncle. ”

The figure that came out bowed slightly to the old man.

"No, you're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do, it's just not good. The old man hurriedly said, not daring to accept the salute of the god of the well.

"Uncle, you have done a good job, if it weren't for you, the little god would probably ......"

The figure said slowly, very 'excited' to the old man, and after a pause, he said, "The little god has nothing to repay, and he should repay him with the first sip of sweet spring." ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Everything he did at the beginning was for the water of the well, and now when he heard the god of the well reciprocate with the first sweet spring, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

"It's just that the little god hasn't been reborn yet, I'm afraid I'll have to make my husband wait for a while. The figure said apologetically, it hadn't officially arrived yet, so it couldn't make the dry well gush......

"No hurry, no hurry. The old man hurriedly said.

After a few moments, the old man left.

At this time, the figure looked in the direction where Feng Qingyan was, and bowed extremely respectfully. It knows that if it weren't for that person, it wouldn't be there......

It can give birth to wisdom and become a soul, and the god of this well is because of that person's words: In the name of my Qingyan, this well can have a god!

Thus, it was born and became the god of this well.

"Mom, there's someone there. ”

At this time, a little 'girl' child of three or four years old pointed to the figure and said, "Mom, that person is so strange, I can't see what he looks like." ”

"Where?" asked the young mother, and there was no one in the place the little 'girl' was pointing.

"Here. ”

The little 'girl' child pointed again.

"What does this man look like?" asked the young mother with a smile.

"I can't see clearly. The little 'girl' said, and then she ignored it, for she found something more interesting.

This is just an illusion of the well god, not the real body, which is still trapped in the stone fetus......

In the kitchen of Xie Mansion, the old man was a little absent-minded, and the scene on the street always came to mind. However, his cooking skills are there after all, and even if he really does it casually, the dishes he makes will not be bad there.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingyan and Li Jing came to Xie Mansion again.

Soon after they sat down, Aunt Chen appeared again, shouting that lunch had been prepared, but she had nothing in her hand.

At this time, the old man didn't bother to pay attention to her......

"Aunt Chen, how is the food cooked by my uncle?" When he finished eating, Feng Qingyan asked Aunt Chen, who patted her stomach.

"It's delicious. ”

Aunt Chen replied, there was no such 'agitation' on her face, and then went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Got a. The old man came back to his senses, looked at Aunt Chen who walked into the kitchen and said, then stared at Feng Qingyan and asked, "Who are you?"

Feng Qingyan did not answer.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingyan came again.

"Aunt Chen, how is the cooking of the uncle?" Feng Qingyan asked with a smile.

"Delicious. Aunt Chen said lazily, and she consciously cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and the old man almost couldn't help it when he saw Aunt Chen's expression.

"Two more. The old man looked at Feng Qingyan and said, feeling that this young man was too capable of pretending, better than he could pretend back then.

Feng Qingyan smiled and left with Li Jing.

In the blink of an eye, the night had passed, and it wasn't long before it was noon again.

In the hall of Xie Mansion, Feng Qingyan asked Aunt Chen again, "Aunt Chen, how is the cooking of the uncle?"

"Not bad. Aunt Chen replied.

"Oops. The old man was very unhappy, because Aunt Chen's evaluation was getting worse and worse. At this time, he was a little upset, he vaguely guessed what Feng Qingyan meant, why did the other party not evaluate it, but let Aunt Chen evaluate it......

At six o'clock in the evening, Feng Qingyan arrived as scheduled.

"Hey, what about Aunt Chen? Why didn't she come?" After not seeing Aunt Chen for a long time, the old man asked with some doubt.

In these three days, he has become accustomed to Aunt Chen's presence.

"Aunt Chen may not have come. Feng Qingyan said, began to taste, and after eating it for three days in a row, he seemed to be a little tired.

In fact, with the cooking skills of the elderly, even if you eat it for a year, you will not get tired of it.

It's just that Feng Qingyan's requirements are a bit high......

When Feng Qingyan put down his chopsticks, the old man didn't ask immediately, just waited quietly. If this young man doesn't give him a satisfactory answer, he doesn't mind slapping him......

At this time, Li Jing had no choice but to stand up and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Shouldn't you say something, young man?" Finally, the old man couldn't help himself, and he couldn't wait any longer.

For some reason, he became more and more irritable and anxious.

Feng Qingyan groaned, looked at the old man and said, "It can be said that your cooking skills have reached the peak of the world. But why haven't you been able to step into the realm of the kitchen god?"

The old man didn't speak, although he was a little annoyed when he heard this, but he was also asking in his heart.

It's a pity that there is no answer.

If there is an answer, I am afraid that he has been a kitchen god for many years.

"Do you know, what is missing in your cooking skills?" Feng Qingyan didn't say it directly, and saw the old man say silently: "You haven't taken that step because your cooking skills have gradually separated from the people. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand.

Feng Qingyan smiled and said, "It is precisely because your cooking skills are separated from the people and the people that you have not been able to take that step." ”

"How did I get out?"

The old man did not agree with Feng Qingyan's statement, and did not think that he was separated from the people. Because he himself is a people, and since he is a people, how can he get out of it?

"In your heart, are there people?" Feng Qingyan asked again.

The old man was stunned for a moment, but still refused to admit it.

"In your heart, what are you cooking for, is it fame, or profit, or whatever?" Feng Qingyan continued.

"What am I cooking for?"

The old man frowned, as if he had everything.

"Is it for the people?" Feng Qingyan finally asked, if he still didn't understand, he didn't want to say anything more.

"I ......"

The old man couldn't answer.

Because, he thought about it carefully, he cooked for everything.

There are for dreams, for the glory of the family, for their own reputation, for their own money, for their own career, and for making delicious ......

However, it is not for the sake of the people of the world.

Because he thinks that he is just a small chef, how can he be able to win the people of the world?

The people of the world are too big and too far away.

He couldn't afford it.

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