Chu Yidao was stunned by Bu Fan's bluffing, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in Bu Fan's gourd.

Listening to Bu Fan lightly expose the matter, he hurriedly responded: "No objection, this identity is good, the first spirit chef sounds much more comfortable than the chief alchemist." ”

"What kind of position is this First Spirit Chef?"

Chu Yidao sat down, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

Whether it's the first spirit chef or the chief Dan master, give yourself a reason, you won't suffer any loss, right?

Looking at the wild pigeon that was eaten and drunk by Bu Fan again, his flesh hurt very much, he knew such a simple thing, where did he need to sacrifice a delicious dish to please him?

"The first spirit chef, this position is big, in charge of the lifeblood of the entire Burial God Martial Mansion, up and down the sect, the widest range, who dares not to obey. Bu Fan said with a smile.

Chu Yidao listened, and suddenly felt that he had made the right bet, this position is not ordinary, and the power is monstrous, so doesn't it mean that he will cover the sky with one hand when he is buried in the Shenwu Mansion?

pondering and suddenly feeling that something was wrong, First Spirit Chef, isn't this still a chef to put it bluntly?

Let one chef manage the whole meal?

Just when he looked at Bu Fan and wanted to say something, Bu Fan replied to him with such an expression.

"Good job, our No. 1 canteen master. Bu Fan deliberately lengthened his accent.

“......”

Chu Yidao suddenly felt that the initiative was not him, he seemed to have been pitted, or the other party dug a big pit and waited for him to jump down.

He was sold and helped count the money?

How can he be the owner of the first canteen in a few words?

Besides, when did he agree to join the Burial God Martial Mansion?

He can see that Bu Fan didn't come to Xingshi to ask for guilt in the first place. Although I don't know how he saw that he was a spirit cook, wasn't he ready to let himself get on his thief ship when he said the first sentence?

"I'm rubbing, can I quit the sect?"

Thinking about this, Chu Yidao's face was full of frustration.

He wanted to join the Burial God Martial Mansion, but he didn't wait for people to coax him on the ship.

What's more, what a position he bragged about him, the canteen hall master, isn't he just a coolie who cooks for the Quanwu Mansion?

"What do you think? When this sect is joking with you?" Holding back a smile, the corners of Bu Fan's mouth raised, very proud.

Chu Yidao rolled his eyes, and reluctantly admitted: "Forget it, this master doesn't care about you, this is what you begged this master to join." ”

Taking advantage of the mouth, Chu Yidao suddenly felt that the guy in front of him was even more shameless than himself.

Compared with Bufan, where is this for me?

Seeing that Chu Yidao was so sensible, Bu Fan didn't care about him, he was a little weak-hearted, in general, this can be regarded as a strong twist.

Bu Fan squinted his eyes and patted Chu Yidao's shoulder: "Then Chu Yidao Hall Master, shouldn't you let this sect see your true face?"

Chu Yidao was dumbfounded, and sat directly on the ground unsteadily.

"You, you ......" Chu Yidao's round face was squeezed into a pile, trembling slightly, and the whole person was terrified to the extreme.

Seeing that the question on Bu Fan's face was even stronger, Chu Yidao's face changed again and again, and he wanted to make a move several times, but his hand was raised in the air and put it down weakly.

Gritting his teeth at the end, he got up and was about to grab out of the window.

"Smack!"

Before he could jump out of the window, a fly swatter flung over, closed the window with a beat, and stood straight in front of him.

"Xuan-level weapons!"

Chu Yidao exclaimed, gritted his teeth, and turned back helplessly.

Looking at Bu Fan who was sitting there like a nobody, he was uncomfortable, and he directly ran the exercises, and the sixfold cultivation of the Human Yuan Realm exploded.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Yidao tightly grasped a stir-fry spoon with his right hand and said in a deep voice.

"You should call me the lord of the house. ”

Bu Fan frowned dissatisfiedly, and seriously corrected the question of Chu Yidao's title.

“......”

The corners of Chu Yidao's mouth twitched fiercely, took a deep breath, and looked nervously at Bu Fan who was not speaking.

"Don't be so excited, this is not yet official, just start with this sect? Introduce yourself, bury the master of the Divine Martial Mansion Bufan. Bu Fan's brows stretched slightly, and he introduced patiently.

He also examined himself just now, and it seems that he was in a hurry, and he hasn't given people a sense of trust.

"Are you really the master of the Burial God Martial Mansion? Aren't you the one who came? Didn't lie to me?" Looking at Bu Fan's non-fake expression, Chu Yidao spoke again in confusion.

"......" Bufan rolled his eyes, and he didn't bother to answer.

Step by step, he walked to the window, reopened the window, took back the fly swatter, leaned against the window, and simply took the fly swatter to cool off: "What do you have that you are worthy of deception? ”

Bu Fan only felt a faint sadness, he just wanted to know the true identity of the other party, as for the reaction, was it so big?

Finally, after thinking about it, I figured it out.

The other party seems to have fled here, and the more he thinks about it, the more curious he becomes, it is really interesting for a spirit chef to be forced here.

Anyway, he's also the head of a sect, so he can't be compared with a chef, right?

Chu Yidao was silent and did not speak, with a solemn look on his face, and finally seemed to have struggled for a long time before he dispersed the true yuan that he had raised, withdrew his breath, and walked towards the door.

Looking at the figure of Chu Yidao leaving, Bu Fan shook his head.

It's not that I'm disappointed, it's just a pity that I finally met a spirit chef.

However, before he could make a move, the chubby figure turned back, still holding two packed wild ducks in his hands, and put the wild ducks in the pot without saying a word, and then clapped his hands with a look of satisfaction.

The soup spoon stirred in the pot a few times, Chu Yidao suddenly remembered something, and looked at Bu Fan with a defensive face: "Mansion master, you can't rob me of this wild duck, the wild pigeon just now let you." ”

The corners of Bu Fan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly couldn't stand this little fat man anymore.

I regret it at the moment, is my decision really right?

......

Bu Fan and Chu Yidao sat at the table and used enough strength to fight the wild duck.

Although he had eaten it, Bu Fan still didn't give up the wild duck, and the last one gnawed it one by one, so he gave up.

Bu Fan originally didn't plan to move the chopsticks, but this dead fat man's skills were so good that he couldn't control his mouth and stomach for a while.

Neither of them spoke, until they were satisfied with eating, Chu Yidao was really hot and couldn't stand it, so he tore off the mask on his face and asked very seriously.

"Dongsheng City, Spirit Chef Chu is a knife, and the sect master is not afraid of trouble if I leave me?"

Bu Fan raised his eyes quite unexpectedly, and looked at it carefully.

Although Chu Yidao in front of him is also a little chubby, his face looks much younger, and he lacks the taste of a mature man, which is quite green.

"Tsk, this face is much more pleasing to the eye. Bu Fan shook his head and smiled, surprised.

At that time, he was not very sure, but he felt that Chu Yidao's aura was very young, which really did not match the mature man's face on top.

As for what Dongshengcheng said, I had already thought of it, even if it was a little troublesome, it would be later.

What more trouble could be than eating for him?