【Suzaku delicious pot】

Five large characters, written on a plaque, hang right next to it.

A half-man tall cauldrons.

There was fragrant chicken soup boiling in it, and the cook was Jing Xuan, he rolled up his sleeves, held a big spoon in one hand, and added seasonings and auxiliary dishes to the big pot little by little with the other hand.

Helping Jing Xuan was a beautiful woman in red, with a pair of hot red eyes, which was very special.

"Qianjue, why do you keep a tight face?"

"Hmph." In response, he gave him an unpleasant snort.

"You're still complaining about me, oh, it's a little bit of a thing, isn't it just a name, I named it after you, which means that I value you." Jing Xuan smiled, looking in a good mood.

The chef's good mood means that the dishes he makes today will be particularly delicious.

The spirit kitchen is different from ordinary chefs.

The dishes made by the spirit kitchen are full of the spiritual power, mental strength, and feelings of the cook.

"Then don't boil chicken soup!" Protest.

She was originally a bird, Suzaku.

As a result, this dead boy not only gave the name of Suzaku Delicious Pot, but also boiled such a big pot of chicken soup, isn't this tantamount to implying in disguise that she is the boiled chicken in the big pot?

Can it be better?

"The wild spirit chicken is rich in spiritual power, and there are a lot of them in this piece, and the master said that it is best to use it to make soup, so I chose it, and there is nothing else to do." Jing Xuan winked at Qianjue, his expression a little bad.

"......" Qian was speechless.

Spicy chicken!

It's quibble!

As the two were talking, they saw a large wave of guests, dozens of them, walking towards this side.

"This little junior brother, we want to drink chicken soup!"

"The little junior brother looked at the face, is it a newcomer? Your craftsmanship is really good, and we can smell the fragrance of the soup from afar. ”

"Little junior brother, let's have a bowl."

"Little junior brother will come for two nights!"

……

There are not many seats, a few tables, all of them are full, and they are very crowded.

Jing Xuan saw that the guests were so enthusiastic, and he also came to the spirit.

Start serving the soup.

The chicken soup that came out was brought to the table by Qianjue.

Qianjue did things neatly, and after a while, dozens of bowls of chicken soup were all placed.

And those guests, who had just taken the first sip, immediately stared at their eyes, their faces glowed, their saliva flowed, and they poured a whole bowl into their stomachs with a snort, and the chicken nuggets and side dishes in the soup were also solved by them in a few bites.

The one that drinks is called a cool.

The one that eats is called an unfinished one.

"Little junior brother, your soup is really amazing!"

"Junior brother, another bowl!"

"Little junior brother, if any girl marries you, it will be really blessed, hahahaha."

As soon as these words came out, the burst of laughter immediately rang out, and on several tables, more than half of the men laughed together, with ridicule and blessings.

The meaningful eyes were all swaying back and forth between Jing Xuan and Qianjue.

"Little junior brother, this girl is so beautiful, and you are also very convinced."

"It's like, you two are a good match when you're standing together."

As the so-called eating people have soft mouths, the tongues of the guests were conquered by Jing Xuan, and the words of blessing jumped out one by one.

Jing Xuan's heart was overjoyed when he heard this, he rubbed slightly to Qianjue's side, freed up a hand, grabbed Qianjue's slender shoulder, and said: