Chapter Eighty-Three: I'm from the Medicine Sect!

"He's going to win, I'll smash your restaurant." Zhuge Yan picked up Zuo Ze's words, and his tone was very ruthless.

When this sentence fell, a smile appeared on Zuo Ze's face again.

Although he didn't understand why a challenger wanted Miss Nine of the Zhuge family to bring it personally, the content of his words and the tone of his words made him see that the relationship between the two was not good.

If the relationship is not good, then you can ravage to your heart's content.

"Brother, let's go to the kitchen to compete, okay?" Zuo Ze smiled and invited Jiang Yang, a young man, he always has a little hobby in his heart, and this hobby must not be seen by Zhuge Yan.

"Yes." Where to go to compete, Jiang Yang has no opinion.

Zhuge Yan glanced at Zuo Ze and nodded, Jiang Yang has no opinion, and she will not have an opinion.

Jiang Yang may have something to cheat, but Zuo is obviously not stupid enough to let him use it.

Sitting and waiting for the results, you can imagine the process of the competition at will, and the changes of that blindly confident face after failure, which is much more comfortable than watching the competition directly.

As long as the result is the same, what does it matter if there is a difference between the real process and the process of thinking?

Jiang Yang followed Zuo Ze and left, and Zhuge Yan began to make tea.

She likes to make tea when she thinks about things, and because of this, her process of making tea is very detailed and numerous, even her brother Zhuge Yun is not willing to wait for her to drink a cup of tea.

Jiang Yang revealed strangeness everywhere, even if he had already made a conclusion to him in his heart, but if he thought about it carefully, this conclusion was not so rigorous.

"What would I think of my father if he hadn't said anything about Meteor?" Zhuge Yan asked herself.

With doubts in her heart, she began to think about it from the first time Zhuge Qing told her about Jiangyang, and in the end, although there were still a few things that could not be explained, such as who was the beautiful girl who seemed to have no life? And why did it become like that? But in the end, it was determined that Jiang Yang did not have any great skills except for being able to speak and have thick skin.

If you really have the ability to be on the martial arts list, it is impossible for the list book to be without induction.

If he really has great ability to be on the martial arts list, his father can't just let himself invite him to talk about meteors.

Determined that Jiang Yang really didn't have any great skills, Zhuge Yan began to let go of his mind to think about the game process between Jiang Yang and Zuo Ze, thinking about it, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

It's so relieving.

Such a kid should be educated like this.

Zhuge Yan was self-delusional and self-satisfied, and the competition between Jiang Yang and Zuo Ze also began.

Zuo Ze talked a lot and flirted, Jiang Yang was quiet, Zuo Ze's medicine and food officially began to be made, and Jiang Yang had already finished making it.

Glancing at what Jiang Yang did, Zuo Ze's chattering mouth was quiet, and the little hobby he wanted in his heart was directly cool to the ground.

This is an unattainable boss!

Zhuge Yan didn't brew a pot of tea, and Jiang Yang came back.

Jiang Yang's expression was flat, the same as when he walked with Zuo Ze.

Zhuge Yan glanced at him, the smile on his face disappeared, and the movements in his hands stopped unconsciously.

Jiang Yang's expression, this state, is completely different from what she fantasized!

Is the skin already this thick?

If you brag and are recognized, don't you blush?

"What about the left?" Zhuge Yan couldn't help the doubts in her heart and asked.

"Say I'm going to cry for a while." Jiang Yang sat next to Zhuge Yan, he hadn't drunk tea for a long time, and he hadn't seen anyone make tea for a long time.

"Crying? Why are you crying? Zhuge Yan's eyes turned to Jiang Yang, and the small teapot in his hand was unconsciously put on the table.

"said that the list just fell off, and the restaurant that just opened is going to be smashed." Jiang Yang's gaze fell on the small teapot that Zhuge Yan put down, the teapot refined by the process should not be low, and the tea brewed with such a teapot should be good.

"......" Zhuge Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

Things don't seem to be going as planned.

Jiang Yang glanced at the shaking door, picked up the small teapot, and picked up the unfinished tea-making process.

Although I don't like to drink tea very much, because some people like to drink it, there are a lot of brews in front of 20,000.

Zhuge Yan's action stopped, interrupting the follow-up process, which will undoubtedly affect the final quality of this pot of tea, instead of wasting, it is better to see if you can activate the skill of making tea.

Zhuge Yan's process of making tea is indeed many and detailed, Jiang Yang didn't see her previous actions, and it is impossible to infer that she did it, but after tasting the tea and recalling it carefully, she can also know what to do next, so that this pot of tea can reach the best quality.

Zhuge Yan came back soon, and when she came back and saw Jiang Yang's movements, the complicated expressions on her face disappeared in an instant, and her rushing emotions were also quiet, just watching Jiang Yang's movements quietly.

Who is this?

can make Zuo Ze cry like crazy and shout that he has failed, but he doesn't take out the medicine and food for the test to take a look.

obviously feels like he can't do anything but pretend to beep, but the action of making tea is so smooth, not like making tea, but performing.

Did this really fall from the sky?

After brewing a pot of tea, Jiang Yang successfully comprehended the skill of making tea.

took the pot and poured himself a cup first, tasted it, and did not exceed his expectations, then poured another cup and handed it to Zhuge Yan, "Taste it, see if there is any difference with what you want to brew." ”

Zhuge Yan subconsciously took it and took a sip, and his heart that forced him to be quiet became even colder.

Only those who understand tea know the subtle difference of tea, and the tea that Jiang Yang brews is only slightly different from what she wants to brew, but it is better than the subtle difference she wants to brew.

This kind of difference, not to mention that she can't do it herself, she can't think of anyone who can do it.

"Is your root bone and understanding really one? Xiuwei is really one Chinese New Year's Eve. Zhuge Yan put away the tea and looked straight at Jiang Yang.

"Any questions?"

"You have successfully challenged Zuo Ze's ability to be on the list, and you want to catalog your information on the martial arts list." Zhuge Yan said this, and his face was a little hot.

The slap in the face used to be a story of laughter, but today it happened to me, and I still put my face up and hit it.

"I just ate a piece of medicinal food from Zuo Ze, and the root bones have become five." Jiang Yang said.

"What about the others?"

"Everything else hasn't changed."

"......, in order to ensure that the information is true, I need to do an examination of your body, check the root bones, comprehension, and cultivation."

"Hmm!" Jiang Yang nodded, he didn't know how Zhuge Yan was going to check it, but there was nothing wrong with only checking these three things.

Zhuge Yan took a step forward, and the six-pointed star was generated under her feet, and then it rotated and expanded, enveloping Jiang Yang in the blink of an eye.

Enveloping Jiang Yang, the expansion of the six-pointed star stopped, Jiang Yang only saw that there was an extra circle of light under his feet, but the world in Zhuge Yan's eyes had completely changed.

Outside the six-pointed star is darkness, and inside the six-pointed star, Jiangyang is as dazzling as the sun.

"Five Roots...... Perception ...... Cultivation is one Chinese New Year's Eve two ......" Zhuge Yan reported the attributes he saw, and when the words fell, the six-pointed star disappeared, and Zhuge Yan's brows furrowed deeply.

This attribute cultivation turned out to be real.

This attribute cultivation is matched with Jiang Yang's performance, and there are too many things that can't be explained.

Zuo Ze's medicinal food can increase the root bones and experience, to win the Zuo Ze, the medicinal food made must be better than this, either it can add more roots and bones and more experience, or increase understanding and experience.

And no matter which one it is, Jiang Yang's attribute cultivation should not be what it is now.

Unless he only does it and doesn't eat it since he was a child.

"No problem, right?"

"There are two more questions, where did they come from and how old they are."

"Yao Zong, eighteen years old!"

"Medicine Sect!"

Zhuge Yan's heart skipped a beat.

This martial arts list is about to be updated, and Xianyang is afraid that it will be chaotic.