Seeing that the senior brother and the junior sister had put the demon pill given by the master in front of their desks, Shanhe was as if he had received two time bombs, fidgeted, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Senior brother, senior sister, your kindness is well understood. But the demon pill is really too precious, so take it back quickly, and stop joking!"

However, Zhiyun and Nangong Qing acted as if they hadn't heard anything, they didn't pay attention to Shanhe's words at all, and sat on the chair and talked about themselves.

Seeing this, Shanhe had no choice but to turn his attention to Nangong Chi for help:

"Master, help me persuade them, this demon pill...... I really can't take it!"

Hearing this, Nangong Chi replied with an expression of impotence:

"Sanke, I have already given the demon pill to the three of you just now. From the moment I left my hand, they didn't belong to me, I wanted to eat, want to give or throw away, that was Yun'er and Qing'er's own business, how could the teacher intervene? After speaking, he no longer bothered with the mountains and rivers, picked up the small wine glass in front of him, and drank it with a slight tilt of his neck.

"But, I, I......"

Seeing that Shanhe was still chirping there and refusing to accept it, Nangong Qing, who lacked patience, immediately glared at Shanhe and said angrily:

"Senior brother, we gave you something, you just accept it! You are so outside, how can I ask you for snacks in the future? If you really can't get over it, then it should be regarded as if we lent it to you, and when you become rich in the future, won't you just pay us back one more?

Listening to the senior sister's words to such a point, Shanhe also knew that it was not appropriate to refuse again.

With a face full of gratitude, he thanked the three of them in turn, and included all three demon pills in the ring.

Seeing that Shanhe finally accepted the gift, Nangong Qing first covered her mouth and snickered, and then turned her head and asked her father about the sky-breaking event:

"Dad, the event is about to start in ten days, and the conference process should have been finalized by this point, right?"

"Yes, that's what I've been busy with lately. Nangong Chi nodded and said, "It wasn't until this morning that your senior uncles and I decided on the agenda of the conference. ”

"Is it any different from the previous ones?"

Hearing her daughter ask about the differences, a hint of hesitation immediately flashed in Nangong Chi's eyes. After clearing his throat, he said at a very fast pace:

"This year's conference is not much different from previous ones, except for a slight change in the food court, there are no other changes. As for the Sky-Breaking Competition, I want to have a good chat with you......" But as soon as he said this, he heard Nangong Qing interrupt Nangong Chi's words with an anxious voice:

"Wait, wait, wait, Daddy, what did you just say? What's wrong with the food court? What the hell has changed?"

"Oh, nothing has changed, ...... You'll find out. Let's talk about the scramble first......"

This was Nangong Chi's second attempt to skip the topic, but in front of veteran foodie Nangong Qing, he failed again. Before he could continue, his daughter interrupted him:

"Dad, don't be perfunctory to me, give a good answer! What has changed in the food court? It can't be canceled, right? That is the only highlight of the sky-breaking event! How can you change it at will? No! If you don't tell me about the food street today, you don't want to talk about the competition!"

Seeing that he had failed to divert the topic twice, Nangong Chi had to smile wryly, shook his head and sighed:

"Well, I don't know where your gluttony comes from, but when it comes to eating, you're so anxious. Why is your eldest girl's family so greedy?"

After hearing this, Nangong Qing immediately raised her head and chested, and replied to her father without showing weakness:

"Dad, do you really don't know or don't know? I can't remember my mother, but it's up to you, tell us about business and put a wine glass on the table, where do you say my gluttony comes from?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately amused the Zhiyun and the mountains and rivers sitting on the side.

But in front of the master, they didn't dare to laugh out loud, so they could only hold their breath and hold back their laughter, and their faces were flushed.

Nangong Chi, who was speechless, shook his head with embarrassment, and after thinking for a long time, he held back the words "sharp teeth", and then didn't say much.

"So, it's called the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked! Hehe, it's useless for you to say anything. Oh, it's time to tell me, what's going on in the food court, right?"

"Nothing! ”

As soon as she heard that the food street was still there and had not been canceled, Nangong Qing sighed. Then, with a puzzled face, he asked:

"In what form?"

Hearing this, Nangong Chi also knew that he would definitely not be able to hide it today, so he told his daughter about the changes in the food street.

In the past few editions, the sect has cleared a main street and turned all the nearly 20 storefronts on both sides of the street into restaurants, serving a variety of worldly delicacies.

But this year, after consultation among many elders, the sect intends to change its tactics in this area.

No longer invite the chefs under the mountain to cook on the mountain, but give the right to use these twenty shops to capable disciples to take care of.

As long as the disciples of Nangongmen who are confident in their cooking skills, they can rent the shop and provide food for everyone during the event. Not only can it earn contributions, but it can also allow many disciples to give full play to their strengths, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"Oh, it turns out that you don't plan to invite someone to come up this year, but let the disciples cook by themselves?" Nangong Qing nodded thoughtfully and said.

"That's right! I believe that among the more than 1,000 disciples of our Nangong Sect, there must be many people who are good at cooking. Especially the disciples from the secular realm, they can take advantage of this opportunity to show their talents and unknown side to the disciples on the mountain. ”

"Oh! I see!"

After hearing this, Nangong Qing suddenly realized: "Do you want to use food as a bridge to resolve the contradiction between the new and the ancient?"

Seeing that her daughter guessed her intentions so quickly, Nangong Chi nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, that's exactly what I mean. However, it is impossible to completely dispel prejudice with just one food street. I just hope that through this move, they can get to know each other better. ”

"Oh, okay, okay, I don't care about any of this!as long as the food street is still there!" After nodding to himself, he saw Nangong Qing asking with a worried face:

"Dad, if this is the case, will the quality of the food be reduced? Compared with the chefs under the mountain, can you trust the craftsmanship of the disciples?"

(End of chapter)