After the shopkeeper left, the young man also thought of what he said yesterday and asked the two.

"Did you tell your master what I said?"

Xuan Jingtian and the others didn't understand what the young man meant, what to tell their master, Qi Qi asked suspiciously.

"What?"

The young man couldn't help but ask Cangtian speechlessly, he didn't even know what to say, he probably hung it.

"That's what I said yesterday about improving the food. Although these foods are quite delicious and delicious, after a long time, even if they are delicious, there will be a day when they get tired of eating, which your owner should know, right? ”

Xuan Jingtian and the others didn't care about the young man's last sentence, but just heard the previous sentence.

It turned out that they wanted to improve the food, and they did say it, but the owner of the house said, "If you want to improve the food, it's impossible!" ”。

The ingredients will always be these few things, and as for the pattern of cooking, maybe it can be changed.

Xuan Jingtian and the two were obviously honest people, shook their heads, and replied truthfully.

"My master said that it is impossible to improve the food, but if the son doesn't like to eat these, he can make some different tricks."

The boy was powerless to complain again, and he was doing it in a different way? Every day is different, but the ingredients are the same, and the taste is almost the same.

With tears in my heart, I wish the chef who makes these dishes for himself will be able to make a hundred and eighty kinds of one ingredient in the future, Amen.

When the young man prayed in his heart, the shopkeeper also walked up with the five dishes and one soup he was familiar with, and after putting them on the table, he stepped aside.

His stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and the boy didn't care if it was five dishes and one soup, anyway, he was quite hungry, and these things could fill his stomach.

Under the gaze of Xuan Jingtian and the others, the young man wiped out these five dishes and one soup like a storm.

I don't know why, after watching the exercises that rely on qi and blood to strengthen the body, the young man can eat it very much, these five dishes and one soup three or four people may not be able to eat it, as a result, he has a lot of wind and clouds, straight to eat seven, seven, eighty-eight, if it is not for the principle of seven points of fullness, the young man can wipe out all these five dishes and one soup.

Of course, there may be a teenager who eats a little less in the morning, but this is not the main reason, the main reason is that the teenager has a good appetite and has become a rice bucket......

Putting a piece of meat in his mouth, the boy couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the taste of the food.

I haven't found it before, but now that I have time, I taste it slowly, and it really tastes like it in the aftertaste, and it seems that the chef who cooked for him is really not simple.

Pour a glass of wine and take a sip, the familiar taste is still the same, not the same at all.

Looking up at the two Xuan Jingtian opposite, he asked with a smile.

"What kind of wine is this? It's delicious. ”

Since Xuan Jingtian and the two of them learned to roll their eyes, they rolled their eyes at the young man when they had nothing to do, no! The young man glanced at him again, and said angrily.

"This is the royal wine of King Qi, it has the effect of nourishing people's bodies and purifying internal strength, it is impossible for ordinary people to drink a cup, and even our sisters, if they are not rewarded by King Qi, they can't take a sip."

Hearing that this wine was so precious, the young man's hand almost lost his grip and threw the wine glass in his hand.

He said that Xuan Jingtian and the two of them gave him a strange feeling every time they saw him drinking again, and now it seems! It turned out to be envy and jealousy.

There was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes when he looked at the two, he didn't expect that he would show off in front of the two of them for such a long time, and he didn't know it, so he couldn't blame him.

couldn't help coughing dryly twice, and decisively changed the topic and said.

"What then? Let's not talk about this wine, the wine is very good, what kind of tea is this tea? I don't drink the same as here. ”

The young man said and picked up the special cup of tea again, with a curious look on his face, which was indeed quite curious.

Since this drink is not simple, how can this tea be ordinary?

It didn't happen to the boy's expectations, and after hearing the boy's words, the eyes of the two looking at him even turned into resentment.

"This tea is a tea leaf produced on the ancient tree of Qiankun, which has the effect of calming the nerves and cleansing people's souls, which can reduce the probability of cultivators going mad."

"The ancient tree of Qiankun only produces 100 catties of tea every year, which can be said to be priceless and marketable, one or two thousand gold ......"

The young man's hand holding the teacup shook again, fortunately, he had an experience, and this second time the performance was not very obvious.

Wine is so precious, and so is tea, so what happens to these foods that are staple foods? Don't think about it! It is definitely not a simple product that can be matched with this wine and tea.

The boy felt even more embarrassed, what he ate and drank, and even what he used was so precious and scarce, and he himself would occasionally draw circles in the dead of night, which was really a bit unkind.

Xuan Jingtian and the others didn't pay attention to the young man's thoughts, and after seeing the young man's expression, he continued.

"Childe, you are the first person to be treated like this by my master, I really don't know what is special about you, Childe, and you can be treated like this by your master."

The young man said that he also wanted to know that he was an ordinary person, why did the master of the two Xuanjing Heavens, that is, the King of Qi, treat him like this, could it be said that he was more handsome......

The boy still agrees with the fact that he is handsome, after all, there was a little kid who said that he was a little white-faced.

The eyes of the masses are bright, aren't they?

Thinking of the inexplicable place, the young man couldn't help but touch his cheek, coughed dryly, and asked Xuan Jingtian and the others.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again......"

This time, it was Xuan Jingtian's turn and the two were speechless, shook their heads, and didn't say anything more.

Seeing the two of them like this, the young man was even more embarrassed, stunned in front of others, and that person was still two delicate beauties, which was really something.

The young man didn't know what it was, but he was even more embarrassed.

For a while, the embarrassed teenager didn't know what to say, and he was quite speechless.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, and no one took the lead to break the silence.

After about three or five minutes, the boy really couldn't stand this strange atmosphere, waved his hand behind him, and shouted.

"Little Er, pack up your things."

The shopkeeper also discovered the strange atmosphere on the young man's side, although he didn't want to break the quiet atmosphere, but the young man had spoken, what else could he do?

can only reduce his sense of existence, take small steps, and quickly pack up these things.

There is an old saying that people's potential is forced out, and so is the second child in this shop.

An ordinary person, in this strange atmosphere, actually stimulated his potential, and in less than 30 seconds, he cleaned up the table, as if it was new.

glanced at the shopkeeper in surprise, sighed in his heart, "It's a talent" and then stopped paying attention.

With the shopkeeper breaking the deadlock, the teenagers were not so embarrassed, or they were not embarrassed from beginning to end......

The atmosphere eased, and the boy didn't say anything more, but picked up the miscellaneous book on the side and continued to flip through it.

After Xuan Jingtian and the others saw the young man reading carefully, they also fell into that state of looking at the nose and the nose and the heart, and their breathing was very regular, as if they were in cultivation.

After two more pages, the boy came up with a word to describe the famous people of this side of the world - miserable.

Yes, that's right, it's just miserable, the boy really can't imagine what the world is all about, and there is no one who really provokes an era.

Well, the teenager's mood has changed a little, but it doesn't hurt.

After a period of silence for those eternal figures, the young man looked at it again.

This miscellaneous book is less than 100 pages, and the boy watched 1/3 of it in a while, and at the same time turned the page with history and legends.

The first leaf of the historical legend is a synopsis, which is not quite the same as the synopsis of reality, there is no such nonsense, there is only one sentence - history! It's up to me to write.

Looking at the few words that took up an entire page, the boy sincerely admired the man who said this.

"History! It's up to me. ”

Although there is no limit to this madness, if you think about it carefully, you will find that it seems to be true, and history is not written by us. Or so much as we agree...

If a person compiles the history of a dynasty that no one knows and no one admits to it, then whether this history is true or false, it is false, because no one admits that it is true.

And the other person also compiled a history, and it is known and recognized, then the history it compiled is history, because someone recognizes it.

Whether it's true or not, as long as everyone generally believes it to be true, it's fine.

Anyway, history has passed, and you are not Wang Mang, so you don't have the ability to confirm the authenticity of history.

Besides, even if you are Wang Mang and can confirm it, what can you do? Will you ever be alive to return to the present? No kidding.

No matter what he said, the boy still admired the person who told the truth, and he had some expectations in his heart, and always felt that he would meet the person who was so arrogant that he had no bounds.

Turning to the next page, I found that it was already the main text, which told about the ancient years before the Xia Dynasty.

After a brief look, I found that there was no supernatural power in this historical legend, and even the martial arts that are common now are not described in this historical legend.

The historical legends of ancient times are only one page and two sides, and the kung fu boy who chacha is the one who reads it, followed by the Xia Dynasty, the Shang Dynasty, and the Zhou Dynasty......

However, after the Zhou Dynasty, it went directly to the Han Dynasty, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, as well as the period of the great unification of the Qin Dynasty, which is not described in the slightest in historical legends.

The boy looked at it carefully and found that it was not torn off, but that there was no record of it.

Some wonders, why not? Could it be that the man who compiled the book has forgotten, but it shouldn't be.

Although he was puzzled, the boy didn't take it to heart, so since he didn't have it, he didn't look at it.

After the Han Dynasty, it should be the Three Kingdoms, but the Three Kingdoms are also not recorded, and there is a little bit of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties period after the Three Kingdoms, but it is only a passing and dozens of words.

When preparing to turn to the Sui and Tang dynasties after the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a hearty laughter sounded from the restaurant, needless to say, it must be the heroine of the country.

"Hahahahaha!"

was interrupted by the other party like this, the young man was also in no mood, closed the book, turned his head to look at the country standing at the door of the restaurant, still laughing there, wondering if the other party was crazy, otherwise how could he keep laughing there?

Just as the young man was speculating about the other party with the greatest malice, the laughter of the country stopped abruptly, and then his head tilted and fell straight to the ground.

Along with the fall of the country, there is also her sister who falls to the ground, but the movement is much smaller than that of the country.

Seeing this scene, the young man instinctively had a bad feeling, and whispered to Xuan Jingtian and the others.

"If there is an accident in a while, you must take me away, and you must not leave me!"

In response to the boy, there were two big white eyes, both of which were speechless, as a small celestial, the five senses such as the same people don't know how much, they didn't feel anything, how could there be an accident, the boy really thought too much.

However, the boy really thinks too much, and the next thing will prove all this.

In an attic, the handsome boy who was looking at Feng Xiang from afar suddenly frowned and muttered to himself.

"What's going on? Why do you feel uneasy? ”

Turning abruptly, he looked behind him and shouted.

"Brahma sound heaven, many smell heaven, wide eyes heaven."

As the words fell, three stunning women flashed out from different positions, knelt on one knee in unison, and replied respectfully.

"See the Empress."

The handsome boy didn't say any more nonsense, and just asked.

"Has anything happened in Fengxiang recently?"

The three of them thought about it, shook their heads and replied.

"Nope."

The handsome boy's brows furrowed even deeper, her realm strength has reached the late stage of the Great Heaven Rank, and the five senses are much stronger than the Xuanjing Heavens who are the Little Heaven Rank, I don't know how much, at this time, there is a feeling of restlessness, something will definitely happen, it will be...

Turning to look at Fengxiang City outside the attic again, he muttered to himself.

"Something's got to happen, there's got to be something."

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and he looked in a direction, which was the direction where the juvenile restaurant was located.

"It's him!"

After speaking, he didn't have time to pay attention to the three Brahma Yintian who were still kneeling there, and one of them flew out of the attic and flew towards the location of the juvenile restaurant.

And the three of Fanyintian, who were half-kneeling there, looked at each other after seeing their empress hurriedly leaving, got up and followed the empress's footsteps, and rushed towards the direction of the restaurant.

At the same time, the young man in the restaurant really wanted to scold his mother, his mouth was really a crow's mouth, a good spirit but not a bad spirit.

After the country fell to the ground, the young man's eyes were firmly fixed on the door of the restaurant, and he always felt that something bad would happen to him. And it's getting stronger, more and more intense.

Just when the young man was cautious and his liver was fluttering, one foot stepped into the restaurant, followed by a burly figure.

At this time, the burly figure was holding a long stick in one hand and a scroll in the other.

The young man's eyesight was excellent, and he could see at a glance that he was painting on the scroll.

In his heart, he secretly said that he was going to suffer, so he directly squatted down, so that the table could block his figure, and kept giving Xuan Jingtian and the two of them a look.

However, Xuan Jingtian and the others seemed to be imprisoned by some kind of power, and no matter how he made his eyes, the two of them just didn't make the slightest move.

Well, at this time, Xuan Jingtian and their eyes were all on the strong man, and they didn't notice that the young man was hiding behind the table at all, let alone the young man giving them a look.

Judging from the strength of Xuan Jingtian and the two of them, although this strong man is five big and three thick, he looks very powerful and difficult to mess with, but he feels that he has not even reached the small star position.

What about the strong man? After entering the restaurant, he first glanced around, then shook the picture scroll on his left hand and asked the diners present.

"Have you ever seen this man?"

The sound of the urn is angry, giving people the feeling of an honest person.

At this time, although there were not many people in the restaurant, there were more than a dozen, and most of them knew the appearance of the teenager and knew that the teenager was sitting there.

No one answered the strong man's inquiry, but they just looked at the young man's position.

The strong man also followed everyone's gaze to the young man's position, and found that there were two delicate beauties there at this time, and there was no one drawn in his hand.

couldn't help frowning, and shouted at Xuan Jingtian and the others.

"Have you two seen this guy?"

As he spoke, he shook the scroll in his hand again.

The strong man before was facing away from the Xuanjing Heavens, so for the first time, he didn't see who was painted on the scroll, but he felt a little familiar.

Now, they clearly see that the person on the picture scroll is the young man, the son they protect.

When they found this, they realized that it was not good, and they had no words and a tacit division of labor.

Xuan Jingtian hugged the cat Xiaobai and instantly appeared beside the young man, grabbed the young man's shoulder and flew out of the window.

Miao Chengtian also launched it in an instant, and he didn't know where to take out an oil-paper umbrella and kill the strong man directly.

The strong man also discovered the existence of the young man for the first time, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

looked at Miao Chengtian who was killing him, showed a disdainful smile, and then the long stick in his hand waved to block, which was to block Miao Chengtian's oil-paper umbrella, and then the stick body shook, and the oil-paper umbrella that Miao Chengtian was holding was shocked and flew out, and Miao Chengtian herself took several steps back, leaving footprints on the ground.