When Mu Qingyang's words fell, the old man was like those things just now that seemed to "fall from the sky".

"I said, why are you so troublesome, you wild girl! When you stole my red pill, it was neat, but you didn't have so many things to cook!"

The old man said, already looking at Mu Qingyang impatiently.

As soon as he heard the "red pill", Mu Qingyang subconsciously put his hand in his arms.

Just those......

Her gaze turned back to the ingredients that the old man had gotten.

"These are living ......"

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Qingyang with a look of confusion.

"I've never heard of someone who can cook and can't pick up ingredients?!"

"......" Mu Qingyang twitched the corners of his mouth, indeed, almost no one would believe it.

However, Mu Qingyang thought about it, and Qi Tianhong's voice and shadow appeared in his mind.

I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it, it will be in "Zhumi", most of the time he is cooking, even if she comes to make a few new dishes, it is Qi Tianhong who packed up all the ingredients in advance, and she also did the process of the last spoon.

Even in modern times, the cooking is to buy some chickens and ducks that have been slaughtered, etc., but she has not done it herself.

But in front of this old man, she said that no matter how much she said, it was useless, so she simply ......

After Mu Qingyang thought about it, he suddenly raised his head a little higher.

"Don't you know that chefs are just spoonful!"

"Hehe......" Unexpectedly, the old man laughed after hearing Mu Qingyang.

For him, being able to eat some hot meals seems to be a luxury, but what he didn't expect was that there was just a yellow-haired girl in front of him, and he was ashamed to speak in front of him!

"What are you laughing at!" Although what she said just now was a bit far-fetched, she still made a very fancy taste.

"Laugh at you!" the old man still didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

But as he spoke, he had already carried the pheasants and fish into the kitchen one by one.

Mu Qingyang puffed out his cheeks and hugged the remaining fruits and vegetables on the ground into his arms......

"Actually, we don't have to cook so much. After some tossing, she saw that a large table of dishes had been prepared, after all, it was only the two of them here, and she really felt a little wasteful.

"Not much!" The old man was so busy with vegetables in his hands that he didn't have time to look at her.

"Isn't there ...... much?" Mu Qingyang had already counted it just now, and he didn't have too many of the sixteen dishes on this table!

However, she glanced at the old man's body, and when she saw him drinking mushroom soup before, she devoured it, thinking that this would be even more excessive in the current food.

What Mu Qingyang didn't expect was that although the movements in his hands were fast, his eating appearance was very different from just now, sitting upright, chewing slowly with a small bite and a small mouthful.

It made Mu Qingyang suddenly feel that the old man in front of him was like a different person.

"Old man, do you know how to make alchemy?" Thinking of the room that "Xue Niang" took her to before, Mu Qingyang was curious for a moment, and asked as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Otherwise, what do you think is the red pill you stole to eat?!" he chewed in his mouth, and his eyes squinted at Mu Qingyang's body.

"Huh...... I didn't steal that red pill......" Mu Qingyang raised her cheeks and smiled helplessly, just before today, those were all given to her by "Xue Niang".

"Humph!" he snorted at her.

"Are you refining the elixir of immortality?" The environment here, as well as the alchemy, made Mu Qingyang can't help but think like this