Han Wu's pupils shrank, and Zhu Yu was still alive, which made Han Wu very shocked in his heart.

What hole cards does this Zhu Yu have, half a step to build the foundation, and the black and white villains who built the foundation after the union actually missed? !

Then I thought of the thing in the hands of the black and white wicked, Han Wuyi, that thing must also be on Zhu Yu.

Han Wu's gaze seemed to fall on the storage bag on Zhu Yu's waist, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he made a decision in an instant.

Zhu Yu felt a burst of malice, and followed his gaze to find the master, it was him.

Han Wu sneered, his subordinates had already inquired clearly, this girl was not a child of a family at all, she was just a wild girl who came out of nowhere.

Thinking of the picture of his previous suppression, he felt a sense of shame, and the new hatred and old hatred would have to be settled sooner or later.

After Zhu Yu entered the house, Han Wu waved his hand to his subordinates, "Go and inquire, which private room is she in?"

The auction hall was already full of people, and it was just a small auction of traveling merchants, and the people who came were monks who had hunted in the vicinity or who were representatives of monks from their family villages.

Only the village chief and Zhu Chen came to Baishan Fishing Village, and Zhu Yu's room was next door to them, room No. 5, but after Zhu Yu went in, he commanded the Vermilion Bird Spirit Body to take it inside, and he took the Ruomu veil cloak and went to the backstage of the auction house.

When the monk in the auction hall saw Zhu Yu, he stepped forward politely, "Master Guo, are you here?"

It stands to reason that as the captain of the tour merchant, things like receiving guests should not have been done by Li Silai, but who called the person was Master Guo, the chef of the Quasi-Sanpinling.

Yesterday evening, when he was sitting here, he saw this Master Guo come to the door to consign, and he consigned thirty groups of thousands of spiritual food.

To say that after so many years of traveling from south to north, Li Si has never seen any kind of spirit chef, even the spirit chef master of the sixth grade he has seen.

But he really hadn't seen someone like Zhu Yu who could become a quasi-third-grade spirit chef at such a young age, except for those in the Spirit Dining Hall and a few big families.

Although most of the spiritual foods made by Zhu Yu are of the first grade, and a small number of them are of the second grade, but these spiritual meals are all very delicious without exception, with pure spiritual energy, few impurities, and are not as difficult to swallow as the popular spiritual kitchens.

If it weren't for the fact that the auction brochures were sent out and couldn't be changed, Li Si wanted to intercept these spiritual foods very much.

Zhu Yu bowed his head and passed the idea to Guo Guo, who said in his broken voice: "I want to add a spiritual food auction and borrow the spiritual kitchen." "Yesterday, she specially found the person in charge of the auction and commissioned the auction of the spiritual food she made.

When I went to the auction hall just now, there were especially many people who came this time, and I was afraid that there would not be enough spirit stones on my body, so I decided to add an extra spiritual meal.

She happened to see a stall selling fresh pineapples and vermilion fruits at the stall of the traveling merchant, and she immediately had an idea.

Li Si led Zhu Yu to the innermost private kitchen, "Master Guo, you can use this kitchen as you like, the kitchenware in it is complete, if you need anything, you can ring the bell." ”

"Thank you, Captain Lee. Zhu Yu bowed his head and unscrewed the switch at the kitchen door to open the defensive cover.

With a slender finger flicking on the board, there were four or five more yellow pineapples and two red fruits on the board made of third-order Qingling fruit wood.

Today, what Zhu Yu wants to try is the Zhuguo pineapple rice with rejuvenation and beauty on the "Fairy Recipe".

The hundred-year-old vermilion fruit is peeled and cut into small cubes, and the slightly sour fruit cubes stimulate saliva secretion.

The colorful glutinous rice from the rainbow cloud sea in Beizhou is soaked with the first wave of spiritual spring water flowing out of the spring every day, and the colorful glutinous rice is slightly swollen and full, and the color is just right when it is drained and steamed until it is medium-cooked.

One more point is too old, one point less is not glutinous enough, and seven points is just right.

The bell on the "ding" door rang pleasantly, and Zhu Yu was holding a spiritual lamp wrapped in green pink flowers, and a faint white halo surrounded it sporadically.

Although this aura was not condensed, Li Si was still shocked and stammered, "This is Lingyun?"

He swallowed his saliva, originally thinking that Master Guo was a quasi-third-grade spiritual chef, but he actually made a special spiritual meal with spiritual essence.

With such a talent and such an age, even those who were born in a big family and were raised by the spirit food themselves did not have such achievements.

But what kind of spiritual food is this? Zhu Guo, pineapple, and ...... Rice?

"This is Zhuguo pineapple rice, which belongs to the second-grade special medicinal diet, which can reverse the age of the skin and keep its youth forever. Of course, this is only a second-grade medicinal diet, and the effect is not as good as that of Zhuyan Sweet Soup, and it can only be maintained for 30 years. "Zhu Yu is a little pity, this sweet soup is really immortal, but it can't be made at all with her current cultivation.

"Herbal Food?!" Li Si gasped, took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and summoned Jia Mengniang, the gold medal host of this auction, to whisper to her.

Mengniang's charming eyes were shining, and her gaze was very hot when she stared at the anti-beauty medicinal diet, the medicinal diet that can restore youth is too attractive to female cultivators, even if it can only be maintained for thirty years, it is very precious.

"Master Guo, captain, rest assured, this spiritual dish is definitely a hit in this auction, and I will definitely do my best to auction it at a good price. Mengniang promised to go down and prepare.

When preparing for the auction, Mengniang was a little absent-minded, and in the end, she couldn't help but secretly find a Taoist companion and ask him to disguise himself as a guest to auction this spiritual food.

Although this has violated the rules of the auction, who called Mengniang the gold medal auctioneer of the Youshang auction, Li Si turned a blind eye, and his attitude towards Zhu Yu became more and more respectful.

Knowing that Zhu Yu needed a private room, Li Si gave Zhu Yu the private room he reserved without saying a word, "If there is something in the eyes of Master Guo at the auction, Master Guo will auction it, and the auction house can make up for the lack of spirit stones." ”

The private room given by Li Si was Room A, which happened to be next to Han Wu's No. 2 room, but the people in the Han family's shop did not hold back Zhu Yu who was wearing a Ruomu cloak to cover his face.

Because it is a small auction, the entire auction venue is relatively simple, with an auction table in the center, three tiers of seats around it, and a private room at the top.

Mengniang was graceful and charming in a red dress, twisting her small waist, and her red lips were slightly raised, which attracted the attention of the audience as soon as she appeared.

"Welcome to the auction of the traveling merchants, I am your dream of auctioning Niang, at the beginning of the auction, Mengniang has a very important thing to announce. The scheduled finale will be auctioned on the penultimate day. ”

Meng Niang said that she deliberately sold a pass, and only after the monks below were impatient did she slowly speak, "The final finale is the anti-beauty medicinal diet." ”

Hearing this, the monks below were boiling, and many female cultivators stood up directly.

"I can't believe it's a rejuvenating spiritual meal, I missed it last time, and I definitely can't miss it this time. ”

"Oh my God, it's Zhuyan Lingshan, Daddy, you must help me take a picture. ”

Countless women began to act, and when they saw each other, sparks were flying, and they were strangers but they were like enemies because of a spiritual meal.

Han Wu was even more excited and his face was flushed, if he had this spiritual food in his hand and gave it to Steward Han, he might be able to change to a better position.

His gaze was fixed on the center, and his eyes sparkled with ambition.