"Is that what Your Majesty said?" Lin Weiming waved his hand, and the condiments and oils disappeared in a flash, and another package appeared in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and this Youwang and Wang Ziqian knelt in front of Lin Weiming together, and shouted in unison: "Youzhou Wei Ziqing, Wei Wenqian knocks to see the immortal!"

The eunuchs, palace maids, and guards behind him all knelt down and kowtowed, prostrate on the ground, and saw that this should be a five-body throw.

Lin Weiming didn't expect to shock the audience like this, his internal force was raised to his throat, and he made a loud noise, "Everyone get up!

He helped the king and the prince in front of him up, he was very restrained, and there was expectation and fear in his eyes!

"Your Majesty, I, Lin Weiming, have only been cultivating for a hundred years, and I have not yet become an immortal, and I am just going down the mountain to experience now. Lin Weiming put these things away again, "These things didn't come out of thin air, they were all worn by me from Kunlun Mountain." ”

"Lin Daochang, widow, no, the kid wants to ask for the cultivation method, and I hope that the adults will accept me as an apprentice!" "King You's eyes lit up as he said as he knelt down and kowtowed.

Lin Weiming hurriedly stopped: "Your Majesty, you must know that cultivation also depends on the fate of the law, these cannot be forced, I have a relationship with Youzhou, but the time has not yet come, I have to wait!"

"Yes, yes, the kid is willing to wait. Lin Weiming was a little funny when he heard the forty-year-old Youwang call himself a kid, if he knew that the person he was kneeling down to was in his early twenties, what would his expression be?

"Come, this roast chicken is ready, you can taste it!" At this time, the roast chicken was already full of golden, oily and shiny, and full of aroma.

"It's so fragrant!" The prince couldn't help but move his index finger, but he didn't dare to look up at Lin Weiming because of Lin Weiming's identity.

"Okay, Your Majesty, Prince, we cultivators don't stick to etiquette, just have respect, just treat me like before!" Lin Weiming unloaded the two chicken legs and gave them to the Youwang Wei Ziqing and the prince Wei Wenqian.

"Thank you, Daochang!" After all, Wang Ziqian was still a child, and he didn't resist the chicken leg in his hand, and took a bite, "Woo, it's delicious!" He couldn't wait to eat all the chicken bones, and his eyes were still looking at Lin Weiming's hand.

Seeing his youngest son like this, Youwang saw that Lin Weiming didn't blame, he also took a bite of the chicken leg, it was sweet, the chicken skin was so crispy, compared to what he ate before, this is the difference between heaven and hell, it was so fragrant, he ate up a chicken leg in three or two clicks.

"How's it going?" Lin Weiming asked.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" said the prince in a hurry, and the king of Youqian also nodded again and again.

"Come, eat. Lin Weiming smiled and divided the whole chicken into two and placed it in front of the two.

"Dao Chief, you use it first!" King Youwang was about to come over with a plate, and Wang Ziqian did the same.

"You eat, I often eat in Kunlun Mountain. Lin Weiming said refused, and the two of them ate when they saw Lin Weiming say this.

"Chief Cheng Qian?" Lin Weiming said when he saw that the big eunuch had been observing him.

"The Taoist is long, the little one is here. The chief manager immediately knelt down.

"Get up, you've seen all the production process I just made, right?"

"Dao Chief, we, our family will definitely not reveal the production process of this immortal food. Cheng Qian's face showed fear, he was afraid that Lin Weiming would wave his hand, and the raging fire would burn him down.

"You misunderstood, these have been passed on to you, you will bake them in the future!" Lin Weiming took out a lot of spices and honey and said.

This big pipe heard a mixture of joy and sorrow, sad that he was going to roast chicken, happy that he was recognized by the Taoist chief, and also taught these bottles and jars of treasures.

"Then you can try it, and ask me when you don't!" Lin Weiming said and sat back in his place.

"Yes!" Cheng Qian's manager immediately got up and operated, and he didn't ask again about the whole process of roasting chicken.

Seeing that the roast chicken had been sliced on the plate in front of me, the chicken skin was slightly rolled, and a word appeared in my mind, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and sweet in the mouth.

Not bad, not bad, Lin Weiming looked at Cheng Qian with satisfaction, "Manager Cheng, good skills!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Cheng Qian said excitedly.

Originally, Lin Weiming was going to eat some rice, but when he saw that the bowl was full of broken rice, he picked it up twice, and it was all broken, which shows that the process of rice hulling here is not yet mature.

Two bags of rice appeared in front of the case with his big hand for a while, and this time the king was shocked again, he didn't expect this rice to be so good, so he quickly asked the imperial kitchen to burn a pot of fragrant rice.

It took several hours to eat this meal, and Youwang praised the roast chicken and rice again and again.

"Daoist Lin, the arrangements were not made before, please rest in the palace!" said King You.