"Squeak Crunch ......"

A few hours later, Qin Daoyi, whose whole body was soaked with sweat and was also covered in mud, pushed a small cart full of all kinds of spiritual grass and returned to the villa.

During the whole process, Zhou Xiangtong was sluggish.

Lose your marbles!

Zhou Xiangtong thinks that Qin Daoyi is absolutely crazy.

A whole load of spiritual grass was all dug by Qin Dao, and the one who dug it was called a cautious one, and one who was serious was called a baby.

They all looked at Zhou Xiangtong stupidly.

As for it?

But it's just the cheapest spirit grass, so you can use it so carefully?

Zhou Xiangtong didn't understand, and could only think that Qin Daoyi was crazy.

Well, even if the creditor forces you to repay the debt, you don't want to be beaten, but isn't it good for you to find a way to go to the bank for a loan or something? Why toss for hours on such a cheap spirit grass?

You wouldn't be naïve and want to use this cheap spirit grass to pay off your debts, would you?

Is it true that other creditors are open to charity?

What you owe is gambling debts, usury, usury, who is a good stubble?

However, these more than ten acres of medicinal fields can still be sold for seventy or eighty thousand, plus these spiritual grasses, and the gambling debts of 100,000 yuan are barely enough.

But also quickly.

Loan sharks, rolling interest, one day at a time.

If it's late, it's not enough to pay it back.

"Young Master, how did you get like this? Quick, let me ......" When Amber saw Qin Daoyi pushing a cart of spirit grass coming, he exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Don't, let me come......" Zhou Xiangtong hurriedly took the cart.

She can not care about Qin Daoyi's life or death, but she must not watch her father suffer.

"Amber, where is the kitchen?" In his previous life, although Qin Daoyi started from scratch and cultivated to the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of the Tribulation Period, he was not an alchemist.

Alchemist?

Qin Daoyi was not so extravagant.

After all, the cultivation resources on the earth are really too barren, where is there so much spirit grass for Qin Daoyi to come and conduct alchemy?

Besides, alchemy will fail, and once it fails, the spirit grass will be completely wasted.

On Earth, don't you feel sorry to die?

Although Qin Daoyi is not an alchemist, after his continuous study, he can boil an ordinary Chinese herb into a bowl of spiritual soup containing rich spiritual energy, and a chef who can cook a low-grade spiritual herb into the best spiritual herb can also be said to be ...... Chef Fairy!

Now that there are so many spirit grasses, not only is his nose blue and his face swollen, but Amber's arm has also broken because of him, so Qin Daoyi is going to cook!

"Kitchen?" Amber was stunned for a moment, and then said again and again: "Young master, are you hungry, aren't you? I'm going to cook." ”

"No, I'm going to stir-fry. Qin Daoyi smiled slightly.

Let Amber cook?

Can you heal your wounds when you cook, can you cultivate?

"Stir-frying? Qin Daoyi, is there something wrong with your brain? You stir-fry? I heard you right? Do you know how to stir-fry? Do you know firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea?" Zhou Xiangtong looked mocking.

People who have forgotten about the kitchen, and still stir-fry?

Funny, right?

"Shut up for me. An Bo glared at Zhou Xiangtong and said to Qin Daoyi: "Young Master, the kitchen is inside, you come with me...... But, young master, are you sure you want to stir-fry yourself?"

"Hmm!"

Qin Dao nodded.

"Heavenly mercy can be seen, heavenly mercy can be seen...... Master, have you seen it? The young master actually wants to stir-fry, the young master has grown up, the young master has grown up......" Amber burst into tears and was excited.

“......”

Qin Daoyi's forehead was full of black lines!

"Zhou Xiangtong, you help me push the spirit grass in. Qin Daoyi, who followed Amber to the kitchen, found that Zhou Xiaotong had no intention of moving, so he couldn't help but remind him.

And during the whole process, Qin Daoyi didn't look at Zhou Xiangtong directly, and he didn't care whether Zhou Xiangtong agreed or not, so he followed Amber into the kitchen.

Help?

Miss Ben is a cultivator, you are a mortal, and you have repeatedly ordered a cultivator?

It's simply unforgivable.

"Xiangtong, what are you still doing in a daze? Don't you hurry up!" At this time, Amber's voice rang out, and Zhou Xiangtong, who wanted to kill Qin Daoyi, was even more angry, but ...... She was still honest and pushed a cart of spirit grass into the kitchen.

She didn't dare to disobey her father.

When he came to the kitchen, Qin Daoyi washed his face, removed the mud on his face, and revealed his face with a blue nose and swollen eyes, he was not idle, he directly turned on the gas stove, put the pot on the shelf, everything was like flowing water, and it really looked like that.

Really good at stir-frying?

Zhou Xiangtong was suspicious.

However, soon, Zhou Xiangtong screamed.

"Qin Daoyi, what are you going to do? Aren't you going to stir-fry?What are you throwing the spirit grass in?" Seeing Qin Daoyi grab a handful of four-leaf clovers and throw them into the cauldron, Zhou Xiangtong was directly stunned, "Qin Daoyi, you ...... You don't want to use the cauldron and these spirit herbs to make alchemy, do you? Just a little mortal, you still want to make alchemy? Are you crazy, or am I crazy?"

Throw the spirit grass into the wok?

Do?

The only thing Zhou Xiangtong could come up with was alchemy.

But alchemy doesn't need a ding furnace, use a big pot to fry?

And also...... You're a little mortal, you actually want to do alchemy? I, Zhou Xiangtong, am a cultivator at the peak of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, and I have never had the luxury of becoming an alchemist.

Don't you know that all the way to alchemy is accompanied by money?

If the Qin family didn't go bankrupt before, you had money, you could do whatever you wanted.

But now it's different.

Not only do you have no money, but you also owe 100,000 yuan in gambling debts.

Looking at Qin Daoyi's actions, Amber sighed secretly, his heart was gloomy, he thought that the eldest young master Qin had grown up...... But who would have thought that Young Master Qin was not stir-frying, but refining pills......

Doesn't that spoil things?

Although Amber was distressed, he didn't want to hit Qin Daoyi.

Can it be alchemy?

Alchemy with a cauldron?

Don't say I've seen it, I've never heard of it!

Big young master, are you bullying the old slave for not reading well?

Ignoring Zhou Xiangtong's exclamations and doubts, Qin Daoyi grabbed the spatula and stir-fried quickly, seeing that the heat was almost over, he grabbed another handful of silver Xuancao and threw it in, and then continued......

There are four kinds of spiritual herbs, and a plate of spiritual herbs full of color and fragrance is baked.

"This, this, this...... Isn't it alchemy?" Seeing Qin Daoyi take the spiritual herb out of the pot, Zhou Xiangtong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I really want to eat it.

No way, it's so fragrant that it makes people appetite.

What's more, although Qin Daoyi put in a lot of spirit grass, the cost price is only a dozen yuan, and how can such a plate of spirit grass food be sold for dozens or hundreds of yuan.

It's a rhythm that needs to be developed.

Zhou Xiangtong thought so.

"Young Master, this, this, this ......" Amber was also dumbfounded.

Cooking?

Not a super-ordinary dish, but fried spirit grass?

The eldest young master did it, and it looked delicious.

"Amber, this dish can be used to heal wounds, you can eat some too, after eating, your arm should be fine. As he spoke, Qin Daoyi grabbed his chopsticks and took a bite.

Morsel!

Although it was only one bite, it was enough to heal the wounds on Qin Dao's face!

There are too many spirit grasses, and under Qin Daoyi's cooking, the medicinal effect is too strong. Of course, if it weren't for the fact that these spirit grasses weren't ripe, they wouldn't be needed so much at all, and one loss would be enough.

"Qin Daoyi, what are you kidding? Just this dish, can it heal wounds? Who do you think you are?" Zhou Xiangtong said with a disdainful face: "Just such a little spiritual grass, if you stir it up, it can also heal injuries and heal my father's arm? Who are you fooling? It's strange to believe you!"

"Dad, don't you eat it, if you don't make this dish, you will eat the ...... of the dead" Before Zhou Xiangtong finished speaking, she was stunned, her eyes widened, and she pointed to Qin Daoyi's face, "You, you, you...... Your face...... In the ...... Reduced swelling?"