Ruan Ling pouted: "Can you also drink the dishes you cook?" ”

The little demon suddenly felt hurt.

Ruan Ling said to Hua Hanxiang: "You wait for me for a while, I'll go in and find Pu Zihuang." ”

"Hurry up, I'm dying of hunger......" Hua Hanxiang said weakly.

She's hanging here, nothing else, the point is hunger.

Immortals also have to eat.

Ruan Ling thought for a while, took out a pill of Bigu Dan from her arms, stuffed it into her mouth, and said, "You eat this mat first." ”

One grain of Bigu Dan can last at least half a month.

Hua Hanxiang said with a sad face: "I still want to eat." I want to eat braised pork, big elbows. ”

“…… Okay, I'll make it for you when I save you. ”

Ruan Ling jumped off the door and said to the little demon, "Take me in to find your master?" ”

The little demon was still angry: "Unless you help me cook." ”

"In a word."

"Then you have to cook first, otherwise the master will scold me." The little demon handed her the basket and happily led her to the kitchen.

Ruan Ling rolled up his sleeves and made two side dishes.

A plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of fried peanuts.

You don't need much to eat with alcohol.

This is the favorite taste of the mortal people after they are tired.

The little demon looked at the shabby two dishes and almost trembled with fright: "You, you, how dare you give these two dishes to the master?" He's going to be angry. ”

"But it's delicious." Ruan Ling pinched a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

It's crispy and fragrant, and it's delicious.

Who doesn't know how to make good ingredients?

To make the simplest ingredients taste delicious, that is the test of skill.

The little demon swallowed his saliva, but still stubbornly shook his head: "I don't dare to present it." There you go. ”

Ruan Ling held the wine jar in his left hand and the tray in his right hand, and went to the Ethereal Xuan.

Pu Zihuang was sitting in a small pavilion, drinking with his friends.

"Why haven't you served yet?" Yan Jiu spoke dissatisfied.

Yan Jiuyi is dressed in a gray-blue Taoist robe, he is a young and handsome Taoist priest, and he is Pu Zihuang's drinking friend.

Pu Zihuang clapped his hands lazily: "What about people? ”

"Here we are." A soft voice answered.

Pu Zihuang raised his drunken eyes and saw a delicate-looking little lady, holding wine and food, coming from afar.

The twilight was light, casting a faint shadow behind her.

Yan Jiu looked at Ruan Ling and said with a smile: "When did Zihuang catch a little chef?" ”

"Hmph."

Pu Zihuang only snorted, "Grinding, the two dishes are made so slowly." ”

Ruan Ling bent down to put down the tray and brought out two plates of side dishes and placed them in front of them.

Yan Jiu looked at it for a moment, reached out and pinched a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay." ”

He couldn't wait to eat cucumbers again, and said the word "good" again: "The little chef is good, can Zihuangjun cut his love?" ”

Pu Zihuang smiled lazily: "If you have the ability, just get her back to be a cook." ”

"Huh?" Yan Jiu tilted his head to look at Ruan Ling and said with a smile, "Is there anything special about this little chef?" Could it be that she is Zihuangjun's sweetheart? ”

"Nonsense!"

Pu Zihuang also pinched a peanut and threw it into his mouth, shaking his head: "There are only good appetizers, but there is no good wine to match." ”

Ruan Ling put the wine jar on the table: "How about this?" ”

Yan Jiu sniffed his nose, his eyes lit up: "Could it be that the pear blossom white that only exists in the ghost market?" ”

"Little Taoist has a good nose." Ruan Ling said with a smile.

"Pour a glass and I'll taste it." Pu Zihuang raised his chin and ordered Ruan Ling.

Ruan Ling shook his head: "I'm not your handmaid now. If you want to drink, you can put the flowers in the fragrance first. ”