The sky was already dusk, and the sunset stained the sky red, such scenes were rarely seen by Liang Chen in the cave sky, probably because of the refraction of the aura, the dusk of the cave sky was not as delicate as the ordinary.

Walking through a deep mountain forest, Liang Chen picked many herbs and put them on his screen in the deep mountains.

Liang Chen, who came out of the mountain forest, looked at the town in the distance, he felt that this should be the first stop he wanted to check in, he walked towards the town, after entering the town, he turned around two times, and finally stopped at a remote street corner.

The houses here are low, and they are not as bustling as the main street. But the sunset did not set on this remote street corner, it also sprinkled its own light here.

Liang Chen walked into this street to the west of the town, and he saw an old man sitting outside the door with a little bruises, gray hair, and wrinkles, and he was looking into the distance with his cloudy old eyes, and behind the old man was a small restaurant with a half-hidden door.

It should be here. When Liang Chen was in the town, he also asked some residents, and found out from them that there was indeed a family surnamed Jiang in the town.

At that time, those passers-by looked at Liang Chen with a strange gaze, and it wasn't until Liang Chen said that he was asked by an immortal surnamed Jiang to find this place, and those passers-by told Liang Chen this direction.

"Uncle, have you sampled here?" Liang Chen walked up to the old man and asked softly.

The old man, who had a lot of patches in his clothes, looked at Liang Chen, who had a soft temperament and a hint of blood in the sunset, with his cloudy eyes, and said, "No, little brother, do you want to eat at my place?" We're a little rudimentary here. ”

It's because Liang Chen is dressed too well, and the old man is a little puzzled why Liang Chen wants to eat at his place.

"Yes, if I want to cook here, I like to be hands-on and quiet at the same time, and after asking a lot of neighbors, they said that there is a remote restaurant here, so I came." Liang Chen said with a smile.

"Thank you so much to the neighbors." The old man's rough hand pulled the corner of his tattered clothes and said to Liang Chen.

"Good people have good rewards!" Liang Chen comforted the old man.

At this time, Liang Chen directly took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to the old man, saying, "Uncle, this is my food money, you can take it." ”

"No, no, no, you give too much, little brother, could it be that the little brother wants to live in the hotel, and he has to live for a long time? But we're not an inn here! The old man's trembling hands did not dare to take the silver handed to him by Liang Chen.

I haven't seen this currency for a year.,I think when I opened a restaurant on Main Street, business was booming, and I should have this kind of harvest in half a year.。。

"You just let me buy a room here, if I have time in the future, I should live in it from time to time, you accept it first, help me buy it, and I will book a room for the money" Liang Chen's kind old man walked into the restaurant and said.

"How can this work, this piece can live for many years!" Uncle Jiang said hesitantly.

Liang Chen can manage so much there, he just wants to give Uncle Jiang money.

Entering a place in the restaurant, when Liang Chen was about to sit down, the old man held Liang Chen's hand and motioned him to wait first, Liang Chen only saw that Uncle Jiang wiped the already clean place with a rag pinned to his shoulder, and then motioned for himself to sit down, which couldn't help but make Liang Chen's nose sour, how hard is this Uncle Jiang and Jiang Tingting.

"Little brother, do you need dinner? Do you want to be lighter or ......." Since Liang Chen came, Uncle Jiang has been watching this person with a temperament that is even more dusty than his son.

Although the old man saw that Liang Chen had no hair, he didn't know if Liang Chen was the kind of monk who lived in the county temple that his neighbors talked about.

"Thank you, uncle, I usually eat meat, the Buddha said, "Wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha left in his heart", "There is a Buddha in the heart, where is not for the practice" where your kitchen is there, I will come by myself. Liang Chen said with a smile.

He was not unhappy because Uncle Jiang was staring at his bald head, Liang Chen had been used to being touched by his senior sister in the past few months.

"That'...... All right! Brother, please come with me, I'll give you a hand. The old man said.

"Uncle doesn't have to be so polite to me, just call me Xiaochen!" Liang Chen couldn't stand an old man calling himself that.

"Okay, little brother Chen, little old man's surname is Jiang, and he will be seventy and five this year." Uncle Jiang slowly chatted with Liang Chen, and Liang Chen didn't speak, so he kept listening to the nagging Uncle Jiang talking there, or praising his granddaughter.

Jiang Tingting, Liang Chen smiled slightly when he heard Xiao Tingting's troubles when she was a child, as if Xiao Tingting was the daughter she watched grow up.

Liang Chen's action when he entered the kitchen directly startled Uncle Jiang, because when he came to the kitchen, Liang Chen directly took out a roe deer that was obviously out of gas from the screen, and then washed it on the edge of the sink.

This is an immortal cultivator? Uncle Jiang was very surprised, he wondered if this Liang Chen was his son's Taoist friend, but Liang Chenshi's face was too immature, and his son's Taoist friend had only met him once, and that was when he was alive, since his son left him, he had never seen anyone who came with his son at all.

However, this little brother seems to be even more powerful than his son, even when his son cultivated to a realm where he didn't know anything more than a year ago, he didn't have such the ability to take things from the air.

Liang Chen skillfully cleaned up the roe deer that was easily captured from the mountain forest behind the town.

Frying, frying, and baking, a roe deer of more than ten catties was divided into five dishes by Liang Chen and placed on the table.

The aroma of five dishes prepared in different ways fills the small restaurant, plus a clear soup.

For Liang Chen, who is a southerner, how can there be no soup at every meal. Liang Chen made a pot of soup from some of the elixirs he stepped on from the medicine mountain, and also placed them on the dining table.

"Uncle Jiang, let's eat together." When he came, Liang Chen had already eaten a large insect of several hundred catties in the mountains, otherwise this roe deer would not be enough for him to stuff between his teeth.

Uncle Jiang looked at the delicious food on the table, he had never smelled such a fragrant dish, and his shriveled stomach was tempted by this soul-seducing delicacy to protest to his firm heart, but Uncle Jiang did not sit down.

Uncle Jiang asked Liang Chen to eat first, and he came outside to look at the dark sky, he looked at the empty street, Uncle Jiang didn't see the figure in his heart on the depressed street, he turned around and took a lantern from the counter and prepared to go out to find Jiang Tingting.

Liang Chen watched Uncle Jiang move, and he knew that Uncle Jiang was going to find Xiao Tingting.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! I'm back, and guess what, my aunt on the street gave me a few wild fruits. Just as Uncle Jiang had just lit the lantern and walked out of the street, he saw a small dot not far away trotting in his direction, with joy in his voice.

"Well, my Tingting is back! Come tonight, grandpa has a surprise for Tingting! Uncle Jiang blew out the lantern and put it on the ground and hugged his granddaughter who rushed towards him.

"Wow! Why is it so fragrant in grandpa, is it that grandpa made roast chicken today! Tingting wants to eat chicken legs! The little girl was held by Uncle Jiang, suspended in the air, and handed the wild fruit in her hand to Uncle Jiang's mouth.

"The roast chicken is gone, but there's something else. Didn't Tingting eat roast chicken yesterday! Why do you still want to eat today? Uncle Jiang put Jiang Tingting down, holding the wild fruit that he had bitten by himself in his hand and smiled.

"Grandpa, we don't eat this more than ten times a year, and the roast chicken roasted by Grandpa tastes really good. From yesterday to now, Tingting is still drooling! Jiang Tingting put these wild fruits into a small bag with her patches, picked up the lanterns placed on the street with one hand, and whispered to Uncle Jiang with the other hand.

"Tingting, in the future, grandpa will roast a roast chicken for you every month, do you say it's okay!" Uncle Jiang's cloudy eyes were filled with tears and he said.

"I don't want it! Grandpa: If we have a lot of chickens, we will definitely be eaten up by those who eat white food. Jiang Tingting whispered.

"Okay, good, grandpa listens to Tingting!" Uncle Jiang put the wild fruit into his mouth and whispered.

"Brother Chen, why don't you eat it!" Uncle Jiang led Jiang Tingting back to the restaurant that was not very bright, and saw Liang Chen sitting there, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table had not been moved.

"I like to have a bowl of soup when I eat, is this what you just mentioned Tingting? What a lovely girl, come, you two come on, let's have dinner together! Liang Chen looked at a little girl not far away who was supporting Uncle Jiang's white clothes but simple and simple.

At this time, the little girl was looking at Liang Chen with some doubts, her big watery eyes were panicked in confusion.

Liang Chen found that Jiang Tingting did not have patches on her clothes now, at this time she was wearing a double ponytail, her cheeks were red, Xu was running just now, and her red little face added a little cuteness to her.

Jiang Tingting's eyes looked at Liang Chen's shiny bald head, feeling a little magical, because she had never seen anyone in a small town with this kind of hairstyle since she was a child.

But the bald brother had six large plates at his desk, each containing fragrant food. Her eyes were no longer attached to Liang Chen's face and bald head, she stood on tiptoe and looked at the food she had never seen before, and a little liquid ran out of her pink mouth, she swallowed her saliva and then looked at Uncle Jiang.

"Tingting, you go wash your hands first, and then come and eat!" Uncle Jiang touched his granddaughter's dark black hair and said gently.

"Excellent! Grandfather! Jiang Tingting jumped to the backyard, probably because she was too cheerful, and a wild fruit in the small bag on her waist crossed over, causing Liang Chen to laugh.

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"Grandpa, your craft has improved, but it's a pity that it's ......" Jiang Tingting ate a few tears and followed the oil stains into her pink little mouth.

"It's okay good boy, you still have grandpa! Grandpa has been with Tingting," Uncle Jiang gently helped Jiang Tingting wipe away the tears on her face.

Liang Chen frowned slightly, not knowing what to think.

"I'm sorry, little brother Chen, I made you smile......" Uncle Jiang frowned when he saw Liang Chen, and he told Liang Chen everything he had experienced this year.

Liang Chen listened to the old man finish telling his story, and didn't say anything, the sensible little Tingting had already put away the dishes and chopsticks and was about to clean them.