My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 34 Yunchi Cooking Vegetables
"Master, there is one thing I don't understand. Why didn't you see the spirit core when Na Ling breathed out?"

Yun Chi circled to the right rear of Time Realm Snow, looking like a tireless, positive and good disciple.

Shi Jingxue swept across the vegetable and fruit shelf, carefully selected the ingredients, and answered impatiently after a long time: "You have no spiritual root, where did you get the spiritual core?"

Then he picked up a few cabbages, and his eyes remained on the fruit and vegetable shelf.

Yun Chi was confused. Based on her common sense, it was impossible to attract Qi into the body without spiritual roots. Not only did she successfully introduce the spiritual energy, but it was also large and thick.

"Then why is it still able to draw qi into the body? And..." After thinking for a while, the puzzlement in his eyes became even more incomprehensible, "The chaotic qi directly penetrated all the meridians, Master, what is going on?"

After introducing Qi into the body, Yun Chi admired Shi Jingxue so much that he decided to hug his thighs tightly and climb to the peak of immortal life.

Hearing this, Shi Jingxue turned around and stared at Yun Chi coldly.

Seeing that Yun Chi felt hairy and her hands and feet were sweating, just when she thought that Shi Jingxue was about to fall ill again, Shi Jingxue turned to the fruit and vegetable rack again, put down the cabbage, and replaced it with a white and fat radish.

"I don't know."

When Shi Jingxue walked towards the chopping board and passed Yunchi, she stopped and looked at her again, that look...

It was the same as the black-robed and black-mask doctor she had dreamed about, and it was no different from seeing a mouse waiting for dissection.

'Uh...don't...know? '

With a flash of inspiration, Yun Chi felt his brain was smashed open by a small hammer, and he glimpsed a corner of the truth.

Can't help but laugh twice.

With a smile still on his face, embarrassed and helpless, the frosty white long sword swung across his eyes, instinctively jumped two steps away, folded his arms around his chest, and stared at Shijingxue vigilantly.

In a panic, he swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Master...respect, you...you..."

The cerebellum runs at the speed of light, quickly burning brain cells to think about the escape plan.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The big white radish was cut into seven or eight sections, and with a flick of the long sword, the radish sections flew into the pot.

Yun Chi opened his mouth wide and watched as Shi Jingxue added three gourds of water to the pot, then moved to the stove, lit the fire, added firewood, and fanned the wind...

Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

"Cough, cough cough! Master, what kind of food is this?"

"Carrot Soup!"

Someone didn't take it seriously, and seemed a little complacent.

As a new era reborn with nine years of cooking experience, the scene in front of me is really——

Can not bear to look!

Can't stand it!
The restless little hands are about to move, it's time to save Master's unsightly culinary aesthetics.

"Well, Master, in fact... when the disciple is in the mortal home, he cooks every day."

Yun Chi walked to the stove, bent his body, and tilted his head to Shi Jingxue, Balabala fluttered his eyes.

Keep hinting: You are a culinary black hole, why don't you hurry up and get lost.

Meeting Shi Jingxue's suspicious gaze, Yun Chi hurriedly raised his hand to assure him.

"Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, fried, steamed, boiled and stir-fried, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, with a combination of meat and vegetables, balanced nutrition.

Master, only you can't imagine, there are dishes that I can't cook without apprentices. "

The big eyes continued to flicker, the face was not red and the heart was not beating, and the adoring face of Shi Jingxue's chin dropped in his mind.

Gearing up, can't wait to show off.

Seeing her eloquent words, the frozen face of the snow-cold and ice-sharp blade softened slightly, "Wait and see!"

Then, he stretched his sleeves and disappeared into the kitchen.

An hour and a half later.

There are three dishes on the chopping board, fish-flavored eggplant, two-color diced chicken, and shredded radish soup.

The color is bright, the fragrance is strong, the knife is exquisite, and the plate is exquisite.

Those who see it are moved, and those who hear it are fascinated.

However, a certain chef who created this delicacy had a strange expression on his face, sighed resignedly, and walked out of the kitchen with the delicacy.

"Master, the dishes are ready."

Yunchi held the tray in his right hand, tapped the wooden door twice with his left hand, and then covered the food with his not-so-big sleeves to prevent the food from being disturbed by the wind and snow.

The wooden door was not closed, but she didn't dare to rush in, and waited obediently outside the door.

The snowy plain of the time was a false sleep, so Yunchi didn't wait too long.

Unlike the other room, which was messy and disorderly, Shijing Xue's bedroom was very tidy, with only two pieces of furniture.

A seven-foot table and a meditation futon, not even a bed.

It really is hard work.

Yun Chi put the food on the long case, squatted opposite Shi Jingxue, stared at him eagerly, with his hands hidden under the case, twisting the hem of his skirt, his heart beating like a drum.

Seeing that Shi Jingxue drank half a bowl of soup, and tasted Yuxiang eggplant and two-color chicken, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Yunchi for a few seconds.

A pair of eyes are still sharp and mean.

Yun Chi rolled his throat twice, narrowed his eyes, and moved his body forward slightly, showing a bit of the heroic ambition of a general on the battlefield who sacrificed his life for righteousness.

Get ready for a beating.

It took a long time before Jingxue had an attack, Yun Chi opened his eyes, and his jaw dropped from shock at the scene in front of him.

I saw Shi Jingxue picking up chopsticks to eat food again, slowly, with her usual complexion and graceful movements, as if she was drinking a glass of old wine.

'The character is cloudy and cloudy, and even the taste is unpredictable. '

Yun Chi was very, very sure that among the few dishes he cooked, one was more sour than Shanxi old vinegar, one was hotter than devil's pepper, and one was saltier than salt in pickled vegetables.

In her previous life, her culinary skills were unrivaled. Who would have thought that she would regress to this point in just 20 years.

Careless.

The corner of the mouth opened an awkward yet polite arc, "Master, is it delicious?"

Shi Jingxue: "Yes."

puff--

puff-

"Eh, if it's delicious, eat more."

Folding his hands up and down on the long table, he propped himself up to observe, and found that Shi Jingxue really likes to eat, not teasing or comforting words.

Inexplicably, I feel a little sympathetic to my master.

What kind of taste destruction is it that makes him feel that these dishes are delicious.

As the saying goes, if you want to grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp his stomach.

Although she managed to grab that person's stomach in her previous life, she couldn't grab his heart.

But there are many differences between people, and the strategy is formed in this way.

Looking at Shi Jingxue again, Yun Chi felt that his whole body was glowing, that Health was recruiting her, and Cheng Xian was also recruiting her.

……

In the snow, fog and cold wind, Yun Chi hugged a plain wintersweet tree tightly, gnawed on the petals, and stared fiercely at the wooden house.

A quarter of an hour ago.

She was tidying up the dishes and planning to go back to the house and bake a cake for herself.

Chef Shizun Shijingxue suddenly spoke.

"Starting today, no more grains are allowed."

After eating the meat of beasts for 20 years, he finally came to the Human Domain, and within a few days, he had to fast.

No, definitely not!
"Master, I haven't bigu yet."

Looking at Shi Jingxue's eyes, as much wronged as he wanted, as pitiful as he wanted, his voice was as thin as a gnat.

"Mountain full of plain wintersweet, you won't die of hunger."

Ok?
The implication is that let her eat flower petals?

Taking advantage of the snowy situation, I was in a good mood to eat and drink, so I hurried to fight for it, "Master, this disciple has a small appetite."

"boom!"

What greeted her was a merciless slap, and directly swung her out of the house, flying a dozen feet straight, and hanging on the crooked-necked wintersweet tree.

Three feet of blood spattered.

But strangely, she didn't faint, and there was only a brief dull pain in her heart, which soon returned to normal.

I don't know if it's the result of chaotic energy scouring the tendons, or Shi Jingxue's subordinates showed mercy.

(End of this chapter)