- I can't bear to look at it with my hands to cover my face: Where did the second stunned man come from, I'm afraid he will reach out and split him into a palace guard.

President Hanton grabbed the fat man's neck with his hand, and said coldly, "Bring it!" The fat man's face was flushed, and he tried his best to spread his palm, President Hanton took a piece of paper-like thing and looked at it carefully, with a look of joy on his face, and nodded and said, "Sure enough, it's true!"

The tall and thin man had already knelt in front of Miss Uma, but when he heard President Hanton announce that the recipe was true, he was like a deflated ball, and he put away his incarnation sand and left quietly. President Hunton didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he hurriedly helped the fat man up carefully, and apologized with a smile on his face: "The virtuous son-in-law is frightened, the old man is reckless, please forgive the virtuous son-in-law." The fat man was frightened, and he didn't know what to say.

Luo Qian's eyes were about to fall out: a recipe for Kung Pao Chicken was even more precious than such a powerful incarnation of sand, and Lao Tzu also had recipes for Dongpo meat and West Lake vinegar fish...... Luo Qian's eyes lit up, and he quietly asked the iron crocodile, "Brother, what the hell is going on?"

The Iron Crocodile said, "Don't you see, the vast majority of cultivators in the Holy Realm are not earthlings, they are from other worlds. It is said that a few years ago, there was a master chef from the earth in the Holy Realm, who burned Chinese food so much that the Buddha could jump over the wall, which swept the entire Holy Realm and was worshiped as a food saint by all parties. Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared, and the delicious Chinese cuisine became a swan song in the Holy Realm, but the recipes he left behind became priceless. ”

Able to ascend to the Holy Realm. All of them are ascetics with withered minds and no distractions, and only a small percentage of the cultivators from the earth in the Holy Realm are from the earth. Even cultivators on the earth and on the earth pay attention to pursuing the way of heaven and sucking in wind and drinking dew. Therefore, there are very few people in the Holy Realm who can make exquisite Chinese cuisine, so there is only one food saint who is born—it is really hard to say how many levels of chefs that person has reached.

Luo Qian looked at the iron crocodile and knew that this old guy might not even have eaten Kung Pao Chicken - it's no wonder that at his old age, when he was in the human world, I am afraid that the cook surnamed Gong had not yet been born.

Luo Qian didn't think about how the recipe of Kung Pao Chicken would appear in the Holy Realm, and quietly checked it in his storage space, and sure enough, there was a recipe - Pinglu Yuanzhang's family was a culinary family, and Zhang Zhao had also given him a recipe to satisfy his curiosity. It's a pity that the Zhang family has always only focused on cooking. I don't know how to practice, and no child of the Zhang family has ever been able to usher in an immeasurable immortal tribulation. Otherwise, in this holy realm, there would not be the "food saint" to dominate.

"Brother Tie, do you want to hug the beauty?" Luo Qian said with a strange smile. Iron Crocodile thought he was playing tricks on himself again, and waved his hand and said, "Don't make trouble." The excitement is also finished. I don't think there are any good programs below, so let's go back. "I'm telling the truth. Luo Qian looked at the graceful Miss Uma on the stage, as if her eyes were full of yearning: "Look at that figure, there must be a delicate face under the light veil." Although the younger brother has a heart, there are four tigresses below. It's better to do a good deed. Give it to you, big brother. It also helps you end the thousands of years of life of worshipping Guanyin. ”

The iron crocodile said ashamedly: "Hugh wants to talk nonsense! You can't go, if you don't go, I'll go!" Luo Qian didn't pay attention to him. He shouted to the stage, "My master offers three recipes!"

The fat man was receiving everyone's congratulations, and Luo Qian's voice suddenly stunned everyone. One to three, even a fool can calculate the weight. In an instant, all the people's heads turned to Luo Qian, being looked at by so many pairs of extremely lethal eyes, Luo Qian smiled, shrank back, and hid behind the iron crocodile like a loach: "This is my master." ”

The president is not so reckless this time, since the fat man who is not favored at all can come up with one recipe, it is not impossible for this coquettish old man to come up with three recipes. The elder made a look, and the eight-sided exquisite host immediately flew off the high platform and bowed to the iron crocodile very respectfully: "This old gentleman, please come to the stage with me." A red carpet-like cloud fluttered out at his feet, Luo Qian was regarded as the follower of the iron crocodile, and he also enjoyed this kind of high-level treatment, and flew on the high platform together.

When he was about to reach the high platform, Luo Qian felt a force rushing towards his face, like a sharp knife scraping over his face. He was secretly frightened, this should be something like the "enchantment" of the fairy world, and it was really a saint's method, and he didn't even see it at all. If it weren't for the host to guide the way, I really wouldn't have been able to get up.

"Sir, please show me the recipe, and please be strict with the authenticity. ”

Iron crocodile embarrassment: Where did you get any recipes? This Luo Qian is just joking casually, can this Saibao Conference be a joke! He glared at Luo Qian viciously, and was about to say to others, "I don't have a recipe, I just want to adjust the atmosphere and increase the twists and turns of the story." Unexpectedly, Luo Qian suddenly grabbed him and quietly stuffed him with something.

Iron crocodile's heart moved, and his divine sense swept away that thing, there were really three recipes in it! He looked at Luo Qian in amazement, and suddenly understood:

The robber immortal he saved, he is a cook!

The iron crocodile didn't know what Luo Qian did, otherwise he was afraid that he would have forced Luo Qian to hurry down to the lower realm and collect the recipes of the eight major cuisines in the north and south of the river.

The iron crocodile took a step forward and said in a low voice: "The law does not pass on the six ears, and please ask the elder to deign it." President Hanton nodded, Luo Qian only felt a surge of domineering energy, he involuntarily took a few steps back, and then saw the iron crocodile's lips move a few times, but he didn't hear a sound. The strength of President Hanton, he has personally learned this time.

After a few moments, President Hanton's eyes welled up with ecstasy, and he nodded and laughed. Everyone in the audience has already seen it and shouted that it is an eye-opener today. In the eyes of everyone, the fat man was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, and although the iron crocodile was older than him, he seemed to be better than the fat man in that aspect, especially those who were watching him, and they all coaxed, and the fat man was ashamed and trembled and climbed down from the high platform.

Luo Qian smiled and groaned, and secretly said in his heart, this iron old crocodile is really a sullen type, at the beginning, he was so serious and put on the face of a righteous gentleman, and he was about to worship Guanyin to the end. Luo Qian had already seen the little stars twinkling in the eyes of the masked Miss Uma on the side.

Don't think that a woman with a veiled face must be a peerless beauty, they are afraid that their peerless appearance will cause disaster, there is a very old proverb: the one who rides a white horse is not necessarily a prince, it is likely to be a Tang monk, and the one with wings is not necessarily an angel, my mother said, that is a birdman. In terms of probability, the probability of a saltless mother is hundreds of times higher than the probability of Shih Tzu sable.

President Hanton personally took his daughter's hand and placed her in the hands of the Iron Crocodile. The girl was also shy, but her eyebrows were low, and she looked pleased. Although the iron crocodile's face was red, why did Luo Qian feel a little like his face was full of red light?

The Saibao Conference ended successfully, everyone tossed for a while, and all the heroes on the holy collection came to congratulate the president on his joy, but Luo Qian, the iron crocodile, was tired enough, and the iron crocodile was not good enough to entertain with a smiling face in front, and all the gifts were received by Luo Qian, and he was responsible for the record. When did Luo Dadong's family do such an errand? After a day of tossing, he collapsed on the bed from exhaustion.

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The iron crocodile was invited by the elder to discuss the wedding, and Luo Qian rarely had a moment of leisure. Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, the iron crocodile came back with a kick, dragged Luo Qian up, and said bitterly: "Xiao Luo, it's bad now, the elder wants to go to my planet to have a look." Luo Qian said: "Then let him go and see it, people marry their daughters to you, of course, you have to inspect the scene...... What are you talking about, he is going to your desolate planet!" Luo Qian jumped up, and the iron crocodile was nodding at him with a wry smile: "This is the trouble you are looking for, you will solve it." ”

Luo Qian was annoyed: "What are you talking about?" Iron Crocodile hurriedly apologized: "Brother, I was wrong, I'm wrong, can't I?" You hurry up and help me think of a way, what can we do to get through this hurdle." ”

Luo Qian asked, "Can you buy a planet?" Iron crocodile shook his head: "The holy soul of the saint is connected to the planet, and if he loses the planet, his holy soul will have nothing to rely on, and his life will not be long." Luo Qian sighed: "You try to delay as much time as possible, let's hurry up and build the planet." The iron crocodile nodded, "That's all it can be." But there must always be an excuse for delaying time—it is better to say that although we are master and servant, we are like brothers, and your parents died violently, and I will keep filial piety with you for three years......"

The iron crocodile looked at Luo Qian's eyes that he was about to kill, and gradually became embarrassed to continue. Luo Qian suddenly sighed: "That's it, anyway, my parents have died a long time ago, and I can't think of a better excuse for the time being." Just say that I am pretending to be your servant, but in fact, we are Jinlan brothers. The iron crocodile chick pecked the rice and nodded: "Okay, that's it." I've wronged you, brother. ”

Luo Qian shook his head, an old bachelor, in order to find a partner, the energy that can burst out, that is quite amazing.

Although this excuse was lame, it was finally dealt with temporarily. The elder allowed the Iron Crocodile to "mourn" with Luo Qian and not visit his planet for the time being.

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(A small explanation: everyone says that the fairy world written by Shi San is a primitive society, and everyone thinks so when it comes to the holy world.) It seems that the high-level world is too scummy. How to say it, Shi San felt that this was also normal, if in the primitive society, human beings had the ability to fight tigers and leopards with their bare hands, and human beings would definitely not have developed to the current point. A society that focuses on the development of individual power will inevitably ignore other aspects. In addition, I also admit that there are indeed elements that require a plot, but Shi San doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. What's more, a thousand people have a thousand people in Hamlet, and a thousand people have a thousand people in the fairy world, what do you say?) (Finally, a routine raga monthly pass!)