In his heart, he was not depressed and painful, but the matter had come to this point, and there was no regret medicine.

So he gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll borrow you cooking utensils, but let me ask you, what if you can't cook spiritual porridge?"

A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of Song Hao's mouth.

That's what you're waiting for.

I worked hard, but not just to prove my innocence.

Song Hao is a good man, yes.

But good old people also get angry.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, this guy is like throwing the pot himself, and he won't let him pay, it's not Song Hao's style.

So Song Hao was not squeezed by this sentence, but spoke in a good time: "If Lu can't cook spiritual porridge, naturally count me as nonsense, I apologize like an honor, you just asked me to compensate two hundred spirit stones, and I won't fight back." ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

The old man's face showed satisfaction.

In fact, he still wanted to put forward more harsh conditions, but through the contest just now, it has been seen that Song Hao is not easy to provoke, in order to avoid self-defeating, it is better not to make extraneous branches.

"What if I cooked the spirit porridge?"

However, the smile on his face had not yet dissipated, and Song Hao immediately gave a chess game of a general.

"Hmph, how can you cook it?"

The old man had his nostrils facing the sky, and his face was disapproving.

"And don't make a decision first, how can the things in the world be in your control, if I succeed in cooking spiritual porridge, it proves that your own skills are not skilled enough, just now you framed me for no reason, and want to dump the pot, in this case, you naturally have to compensate me for the loss." Song Hao Shi Ran said.

"You...... How do you want me to compensate?" the old man's face suddenly darkened.

"If you have wronged me, logically speaking, you should naturally compensate ten times, but this son has a large number of people, and he doesn't care about you, so you can be so-so, and compensate me five times, a thousand spirit stones. ”

The old man almost fell.

This one really dares to open his mouth.

A thousand spirit stones, I almost have to go bankrupt to afford to pay for it.

Ruthless is just one word.

"Why, don't you dare to agree to Lu's conditions, then it proves that you are dumping the pot and intentionally wronging me, Lu is not an unreasonable immortal cultivator, you apologize to me now, and compensate me with two hundred spirit stones, this matter should not have happened." ”

Song Hao said lightly, this is the other party's army.

The old man's face was extremely ugly, he never expected that he would fall into such a situation, and now it is impossible to retreat, so he can only let go.

Don't look at this kid's look of ambition, maybe he's bluffing?

Of course, it is more likely that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and perhaps this stupid boy thinks that cooking spiritual porridge is the same as cooking rice.

He didn't believe that Song Hao was also an immortal chef.

In short, this bet seems dangerous, but it shouldn't be possible for him to lose, not to mention that it's hard to ride a tiger now, if he doesn't agree, he will lose face in public and compensate him for the spirit stone!

This thought turned in his mind, and the brazen old man had already made a choice: "Okay, your old man agrees to your conditions." ”

"Well, all those who are present are witnesses. ”

After Song Hao finished speaking, he drifted away.

For a while, the sound of discussion came to my ears.

"Big brother, do you think this kid can do it?"

"You ask me, how do I know, but seeing that he is confident, maybe he is really a little sure. ”

"Brother Tai's words are wrong, I think this little guy doesn't know the height of the sky, he doesn't know what an immortal chef is, how can spiritual porridge be cooked by ordinary monks. ”

This is reasonable, but what does it matter to us who wins or loses, we have no friendship with either, and we are only here to watch the show. ”

Another voice came into the ears, these words, it can be said that the hearts of the vast majority of onlookers monks said, who said that mortals are curious and like gossip, and the same is true for immortal cultivators!

"Yes, go to the theater. ”

"Haha, let's watch the play together. ”

......

The rest of the people also chimed in.

At this time, Song Hao had already come to the back of the stall, opened the lid of the pot, poured out the spiritual porridge that failed to cook, fetched water, brushed the pot clean, and then raised his head, the fat man grinned, separated the crowd, came over, and performed a clever trick, and sure enough, he took out a small bag of spiritual rice.

There were about seven or eight catties, and Song Hao poured them all into the pot.

And this is not over, the fat man took out another gourd: "Forget it, save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, anyway, this spiritual spring is not worth a few dollars, I will provide it all to you." ”

"Thank you. ”

Song Hao took it coaxily, but his expression was a little puzzled.

Such a small gourd is not much bigger than a child's fist, how many spiritual springs can it hold?

Ask as soon as you think of it.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "If you unplug the bottle, you will naturally know, all in all, the spiritual spring of this gourd is enough for you to cook." ”

And the old man watched coldly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, such a basic and simple question, the other party is not clear, a rookie who has just entered the fairy road, this gamble, he won the game.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Continue to watch Song Hao's movements.

Sure enough, it's a layman, and it's completely different from the cooking techniques of the fairy kitchen.

The old man's expression was even more relaxed.

He is just an apprentice of an immortal chef, and he is the kind with poor skills and talents, but his vision is still acceptable, and he will never be wrong when he asks himself, the other party's cooking techniques are by no means immortal chefs, and he is 100% a layman.

In the face of all the attention, Song Hao did not have stage fright at all.

This marrow cleansing spirit porridge is the most basic spiritual food, only suitable for condensation, in addition to the raw materials are rarer than the disease spirit porridge, the cooking technique can be said to be easier.

Of course, there is no absolute saying about everything, and Song Hao still doesn't dare to say that he is 100% sure, but there are still more than ninety percent.

And with such a big chance of winning, it was worth his gamble.

And "Eating and Cultivating Immortals" is completely different from ordinary exercises, and this cooking technique is naturally different from ordinary fairy kitchens, how can the other party understand it.

Soon, Song Hao was all ready, and looked at the fat man: "There is still firewood." ”

Fat man, he is not your nanny, although he promised to provide you with some convenience, but where you lack anything, you have to find yourself to ask for the reason.

I wanted to scold a few words, but after thinking about it, he had a gossip attack, and it was more important to see the excitement, so he turned his head and looked at the brazen old man: "Provide him with your firewood." ”

This is no longer a discussion, it is directly a tone of command.

The old man was furious, but the other party's cultivation was much higher than his own, and he was angry, he didn't dare to get angry in the end, and obediently handed over the firewood, of course, this account was recorded on Song Hao's body.

There's no way, this guy is so bullying and afraid of evil.