Lin Heng thought about it before and after, and then thought about it. Then, frowning, "Hmm... It's not great, it's just that there are too many women who want to marry you. ”

Hearing this, Tan Wu's eyes straightened, and he said loudly: "This is not good?! People are more angry than people!"

Lin Heng smiled and said softly, "Senior, I won't delay your cultivation, I'll leave first." ”

Tan Wu said: "You're leaving?"

Lin Heng explained: "The energy consumed just now is too great, and I can no longer do high-intensity cultivation. ”

Although he has recovered seventy or eighty percent, he may be in danger of his life if he does high-intensity spade body cultivation again.

After Tan Wu thought about it, he smiled and said, "Yes, you go back to rest early, and I'll beat the drum for you tomorrow morning." ”

Seeing his hippie smiling face, Lin Heng was embarrassed.

“╮(╯_╰)╭”

...

The cultivators in the Nanshui District regained their calm after Lin Heng left, but what Lin Heng did in the Nanshui District was already known to everyone.

After leaving the Nanshui District of the Sports Institute, Lin Heng appeared in the Industrial Institute.

At this time, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

When the air is fierce (rì), the qi of the four courtyards of Xuanyu will always be only cold winter. The snow is falling, and plum trees are all over the courtyard.

The layout of the industrial courtyard is the largest and most complex of the four courtyards.

It is like a bazaar, with countless houses, attics, and (diàn) houses, which are scattered in the courtyard.

The industry academy gathered most of the professional paths, but Lin Heng was only interested in cooking and alchemy.

Refining, talismans, formations, and alchemy are the ways of the Xuanyu Gate, so there are four (diàn) universes built in the central area for students to listen to and learn.

However, what Lin Heng was going to was the cooking room.

The degree of noisy in the industrial courtyard is the highest in the four courtyards, and there are many people gathered here, some are lounging, those who are interested in it, those who have fun, and of course, food!

The cooking room, more like a stove room.

Looking at the curling smoke, Lin Heng once suspected that he had come to the wrong place, if he hadn't seen the cooking room written in front of the room, Lin Heng would have thought that this was a restaurant.

A spacious house that can accommodate hundreds of people. The tables and chairs placed in the house have long been overcrowded. (rè) steaming delicacies, beautiful and edible spiritual food, and the eight treasures and jade food on the table are mouth-watering.

Isn't this a restaurant?

Lin Heng walked into the cooking room with this doubt, and as soon as he walked in, it attracted attention, attracting many people to wave and greet him, and the more hospitable (rè) (qíng) invited Lin Heng to have a meal together.

Lin Heng politely declined one by one.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ear, "Lin Heng." ”

Lin Heng looked at the source of the sound and saw a dignified-looking and personable young man, who was indecently gnawing on pig's trotters and waving his hand to him.

Seeing this, Lin Heng opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. He was speechless, as if his throat was dry, and after a while, Lin Heng said, "Senior Jiang... You..."

Jiang Haoyu looked like a hippie smile, and the red-skinned pork knuckle in his hand was full of aroma, which made him swallow dates.

After a few bites, he looked satisfied.

He waved his hand to Lin Heng and said, "Senior Brother Lin Heng, come here." ”

Hearing this, Lin Heng looked at him embarrassedly and walked over.

Soon, Lin Heng sat down in his place, looked at the plate of braised elbows on his table, and then looked at Jiang Haoyu, who was gulping down (ròu) and gobbling up, Lin Hengbu (jìn) swallowed his saliva.

Jiang Haoyu looked at Lin Heng with a sincere face and said, "Lin Heng, do you eat elbows?"

Lin Heng politely declined, and said gently: "Senior Jiang, keep it for yourself." ”

Jiang Haoyu sighed and said, "That's a pity, Teacher Qijie is the only chef in Kunlun." Although the chef of the Spirit Bone Pavilion was sent by the Imperial City, he was not as good as the Seven Rings Teacher. His cooking skills are famous far and wide, and I heard that he has a high prestige in the imperial city, but for some reason, he returned to his hometown Kunlun and became a teacher in the cooking room in Xuanyu. ”

Hearing this, Lin Heng is very curious about these Qijie teachers, and he is an extraordinary person who can make a name for himself in the Imperial City, presumably his cooking skills are already superb.

But Lin Heng frowned, swept around with a suspicious gaze, and asked suspiciously, "I have a puzzle, why is the cooking room a Ruci scene?"

Hearing this, Jiang Haoyu looked at Lin Heng with a smile and grinned, "Isn't it like a restaurant?"

Lin Heng looked at him suspiciously, and nodded.

Jiang Haoyu said with a smile: "I was just as confused as you when I first came, but later I learned that it was the chef who was too difficult to do, and no one listened to the lessons of the master of the seven rings. ”

He added: "But when you come here to eat, you also want to earn points, not piáo." ”

Lin Heng thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "I see." ”

Jiang Haoyu smiled, turned joy into food (yù), held a red-skinned pork knuckle in each hand, and gnawed it happily. The aroma is tangy and satisfying.

Soon, a plate of elbows on the table was swept away by him.

He (tiǎn) got the oil stains on his fingers, looked at Lin Heng, and suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, what are you doing in the cooking room?"

Lin Heng smiled and said softly: "Originally, I wanted to know how to obtain the Cooking Jade Slip, but now it seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to do so." ”

This (qíng) scene in the cooking room, Lin Heng never expected. The transformation of the cooking teaching location one (shēn) into a restaurant is staggering.

Jiang Haoyu frowned and asked, "What do you know about cooking?"

Lin Heng calmly bowed his head.

Jiang Haoyu stared at Lin Heng's face, revealing that he couldn't grasp the essentials (qíng), and he couldn't figure it out.

"Cooking is difficult, just processing the ingredients, removing the poison film is prohibitive. ”

He looked at Lin Heng again and asked, "Do you know how to deal with the poison film?"

Lin Heng nodded calmly.

Seeing this, Jiang Haoyu was taken aback. He didn't expect Lin Heng to really do this, regardless of whether he was true or not, he must have two times to come out so calmly.

Jiang Haoyu's curiosity became more and more intense, and he said, "Find, I'll take you to the Qijie teacher." ”

The cooking room is divided into two rooms, the east room is the eating area, and the west room is the cooking room.

Jiang Haoyu took Lin Heng to the Westinghouse, where the smoke was billowing and the chimney was full of billowing black smoke.

On one side of the house, there are stoves, nearly a dozen of them.

As soon as you enter the house, you will be greeted by the smoke and aroma of fire.

In front of the stove, stood a middle-aged man in his forties (shēn) with a sturdy face, a full beard, messy black hair, and a robe full of oil, showing the scruffiness of the man.

Jiang Haoyu ran to the man, looking like a hippie smile, raised his eyebrows, and grinned: "Teacher Qijie, introduce someone to you?"

...

To be continued