"No need, King Cen's mansion, I'm really not used to it. You said that you opened a hotel, green and building here, I will live in this hotel, and I can also go to see what the green and green buildings in Cen Cheng are like. I heard that you are a disciple of the Divine Chef, but I don't know what your cooking skills are, and the last few times, I have not had a chance to eat what you made. Murong Chu sneered, at the beginning, he didn't care about eating things made by Feng Qingge, even if it was gorgeous, what if he could conquer everyone's vision, what if he couldn't eat it when he saw that face, he didn't want to move.

However, now it is different, after coming into contact with Feng Qingge, Murong Chu found that this woman was not as cowardly and wasteful as he imagined, on the contrary, there was still a little taste in it. In the face of those words just now, he decided to enjoy the face of the wind and sing lightly and go to see this Cen Cheng.

If Feng Qingge knew what Murong Chu was thinking, he would definitely let this ancestor go back and look at your sister's Cen City, a desolate city, what is there to see.

It's a pity that Feng Qingge can only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach now, and take Murong Chu back, if he finds Mu Cangyun's intact legs, he will definitely be suspicious, and he just hopes that Wiener won't talk nonsense in front of him.

Pi looked at Murong Chu without smiling, and said with a smile on his face: "Then His Royal Highness the Prince, please come with me, this is the ...... of the hotel."

The breeze gradually rose, and the cold figure stood on the eaves, the dice in his hand turned open, and the essence in his dark eyes flashed, staring at Wiener in the casino, and said coldly: "Erase the memories that changed her, and the memories of all those who have seen me, erase them." An hour later, it was announced that I was seriously ill and that I was in bed again, and no one was allowed to visit me......"

In Cen City, the only thing that satisfies Feng Qingge is the design of this hotel, the style here is completely according to the modern one, the entrance is a small fountain, under the lotus leaves, koi fish spitting bubbles in the water, and clearly visible pebbles, all add a little vitality to this hotel.

Different from the style of other hotels, although they are all two-storey, the carved fence, the large round table downstairs, the private rooms that took some effort to deliberately make, and the landscape paintings hung are all mixed with a modern retro style.

Murong Chu paused, but couldn't help frowning, the business in this shop is booming, his dignified Royal Highness the Prince, now that he is here, can he still live at the same table with the people here?

"Your Highness, Cen Cheng is poor and remote, and he can't be entertained well, please go up to the second floor. Feng Qingge saw through Murong Chu's thoughts, and secretly said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really likes to put on a show, and he is not as casual and indifferent as Mu Cangyun.

After sweeping the second floor, Murong Chu couldn't help but be stunned, but when he saw two couplets hanging on the vermilion lacquer pillar, if there were modern people here, he would definitely be surprised. I saw that the couplet on it was actually "Flying snow shoots white deer in the sky, and the smiling book god leans on the blue duck".

It's just such a couplet, but there is no horizontal couplet. Looking at the surrounding rooms again, the couplets posted on the door shocked Murong Chu. One of the rooms called Shaolin is pasted with the ancient temple in the deep mountains, and Bixi locks Shaolin. And look at the couplets of Wudang, seventy-two peaks towards the golden peak, twenty-four water reduction and long flow.

Every couplet is horrifying and shocking. Even Murong Chu didn't expect that the small restaurant was so deeply hidden. He liked Shaolin's couplets, and when he saw the wind singing to lead the way to the second floor, he stopped, and he was not polite, and walked straight into Shaolin's room.

After entering, Murong Chu was stunned, the whole room was covered with monk's patterns, and the most conspicuous place was a painting of a leaf of reeds, on which stood a monk galloping in the water, with the inscription on it, a reed crossing the river.

Of course, if modern people are here, they will definitely sigh that the reed crossing of the river by the Bodhidharma Patriarch is an eternal legend. However, on this Star Power Continent, it is not so conspicuous.

"Crossing the river with a reed, this strength, what can be shown, it's just a fool!" Murong Chu smiled disdainfully, sat down, but was slightly stunned, only to see a layer of transparent things on the table that I don't know what material, and on the left hand side is engraved, the body is like a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, and the right hand side is engraved with a diligent brush, don't make the dust.

He didn't understand Buddhist things, but when he saw this, he paused for a moment, so he didn't take it to heart, and waved his hand casually: "Feng Qingge, this is the hotel you opened?"

"Exactly, it's just Chef Bu Jinyu helping to take charge. Wind Song responded.

In response, Murong Chu leaned back on the chair, knocked on the table and said, "Is it Bu Jinyu of Cuiwei Pavilion? That kid has become your chef?"

"Yes. Thinking of Feng Qing'er taking what she made for the emperor to eat, Feng Qingge couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, there have been so many emperors throughout the ages, which one can be worthy of his own heart, and he can't pass the level of anger, if this bowl of rice porridge is placed now, it is definitely the pinnacle of the culinary world, but it's a pity how can people here know.

The essence in his eyes flashed, and Murong Chu said softly: "It's just right, Your Highness is in a good mood today, you can make something here." It just so happens that the clothes on this body are dirty, and it doesn't smell like a cloudy one. But His Highness is very sympathetic to Cangyun, and he is with you all day long, and he is not afraid of the smell?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taught me that the taste of my food is better than that of being surrounded by dogs every day. Dare to scold her for stinky all over her body, Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows and responded coldly. There are so many lackeys in the palace, and the smell of dogs is really heavy.

Murong Chu sneered, "That's right, otherwise how could I find your taste?"

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Feng Qingge couldn't wait to tear Murong Chu's mouth, she insinuated that Murong Chu was a dog, but she didn't expect this kid to dare to say that she was! After a pause, Feng Qingge smiled and said: "Smell the smell of me here, I don't want to fill my stomach, Your Highness can rest assured, the food Your Highness eats today is counted on my head, you can eat as much as you want, and eat until you are satisfied." ”

"Hmph, the temperature in Cen Cheng is too hot, and His Highness doesn't want to eat hot dishes. Recently, my throat has been uncomfortable, and I hate to eat things that are too cold. I forgot to mention that His Royal Highness is a picky eater, and he will not eat anything with a heavy taste, not something too sweet, and no anything too sour. Carrots are what I hate the most, green peppers, and onions. As for dried tofu, tofu skin, tofu and the like, I hate things that disgusting, I don't want any. Murong Chu frowned and said with a straight face.

Then you eat!

Feng Qingge has already scolded countless times in his heart, rolled his eyes countless times, this uncle is simply more difficult to serve than a burning stick, he doesn't want to eat cooked food, there is nothing to cook cold dishes, he is actually picky eaters to the point of almost not eating anything, and he is also quite hard. Don't want sweet and sour, the heavy taste of spicy must have no choice, the most important thing about cold dishes is these tastes, I didn't expect them all to be picked on by her.

This novel comes from reading books