Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 811 Delicious on the tip of the tongue
Wu Tian brought the little ones, Bogu and Mengtian out, and took them to dinner,

Of course, Wu Tian at this moment is also wearing a bronze ghost mask.

Once out of the courtyard,

"Ancestor of blood refining, you can't do it."

"Yeah, you seem to know how to refine blood, but you don't seem to know anything else."

"Correct."

"Let's hand over the art of refining blood."

Just now, Li Xuan left wearing a bamboo hat,

Legs, still lame.

In the eyes of the blood refiners, this ancestor of blood refinement is nothing special.

Mystery is deliberately played out, the name is not worthy of the reality, and the name is in vain.

"Get out of here."

Seeing this group of people in front of him, Wu Tian was disappointed. If he wanted to refine blood, he should have the attitude he should have.

The group of people in front of me,
What kind of attitude?

Wu Tian snorted, and suddenly, a wave of momentum pushed across, the air was broken, and it was directly crushed.

"what"!
"No."

They yelled, they were terrified, but it was useless, they fainted one by one under this invincible momentum of pushing horizontally,
wake up,
If you don't become an idiot,

Even luck.

Wu Tian, ​​who was wearing a mask, hugged the little guy, Meng Tian, ​​and Bogu left.

The common people stared blankly at this scene. Originally, they thought Wu Tian was domineering enough.

No, the same is true for the ancestor of blood refinement.

Some people speculated that this ancestor of blood refinement must have something to do with Wu Tian who dared to kill anything.

"Dad, where should we go to eat?" In Wu Tian's arms, the little guy asked.

Wu Tian smiled: "Come with me, you will know."

Following his memory, he walked towards a small alley,
Ten thousand years ago, when he was not the Immortal Emperor Wutian, he ate a piece of pasta in this area when he was just a fledgling.
At that time, he was really only in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he was shocked.

Approaching the small alley, I saw an old tea shop. The tea shop must have been refurbished in the past ten thousand years.

But it still looks too old.

Ordinary people, not regular customers, would not find such a tea shop in an alley.

Wu Tian and others approached, and suddenly, a strong and strange smell of pasta rushed over.

"This taste is"

Smelling such a wonderful smell, Bogu and Mengtian looked at each other, but they couldn't tell what it was like.

Only the little guy shouted: "Fried noodles, it's fried noodles."

Fried noodles?

Fried noodles taste, how can this be?
"The taste hasn't changed, it's tea noodles."

Tea noodles?

Mengtian and Bogu looked at each other, but they didn't know what it was.

With a smile on the corner of Wu Tian's mouth, he hugged the little guy and approached the tea shop.

Ten thousand years later, he thought that the tea shop was gone.

Unexpectedly, the tea shop is still there.

"The guest is here, welcome, welcome." A young man in his twenties walked out lazily and smiled.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is a carefree person. He doesn't seem to care about the rules, nor does he care about earning more or less, giving people a feeling of salty fish.

If you can move less, you will never move.

"Who are you from Ding Api?" Wu Tian asked,
"Ding Api? Wait, this name sounds familiar, let me think about it." The young man had his hands on his hips, his face was pensive, and he finally thought of something, and shouted: "Yes, yes, this is my ancestor's name." The name, alas, this tea shop was the one he opened first."

"My name is Ding Taila. I don't know how to cook. Do you want to try it?"

Ding Taila asked,

Wu Tian nodded,

Ding Taila immediately brought out four bowls of tea noodles,
"How much is this bowl of noodles?" Bogu asked.
Ding Taila shrugged casually: "Give as much as you like, and give it to yourself. If you don't think it tastes good, you don't have to give it."

"You're doing business, why are you doing this?" Bo Gu was surprised,
Ding Taila hehe said: "Why not? In my opinion, doing business is for happiness. I do business this way, and if you are happy, I will be happy too. Why not?"

Mengtian, Bo Gu didn't know what to say anymore.

"Okay, let's eat quickly." The little guy was already hungry,

Wu Tian waited to nod, and tasted it immediately, tea noodles,
For this kind of tea noodles, the tea leaves are first rolled into powder, and then, mixed with flour, the dough is kneaded with special techniques.
The noodles produced in this way are not sticky, not broken, fragrant and refreshing.

Coupled with the specially made tea soup, the taste is extremely delicious.

Wu Tian tasted it, and found that it had the same texture and taste as before. After eating this cup of tea noodles, Wu Tian seemed to have returned to the past,
At this time, someone came in, but it was the minion of the vicious Uncle Link of the One Star Kingdom in the Fate Cultivation Domain.

"Finally found you." Looking at the blood-refining ancestor who had removed the lower half of his face from the ghost mask, that minion walked up, panting,
They were sent by the vicious uncle of the country to find the ancestor of blood refinement.

Finally,

finally found.

"The ancestor of blood refinement, our family uncle welcomes you."

The ancestors of blood refinement and others can ignore him and continue to eat noodles. They all know that there is no uncle in the country of Xiuyuan.

"Our uncle is the uncle of the one-star country Green France, but don't underestimate us Green France, because it will soon be a two-star country." The minion snorted, but he didn't dare to say anything too extreme , just said: "The ancestor of blood refinement, please come with me to see Uncle Guo."

Wu Tian didn't bother to reply him, he just asked the little guy, "How is it, is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

The little guy replied sweetly.

"My uncle, sir, please come to visit, please hurry up." Seeing this, the minions couldn't help urging,

"When eating tea noodles, you have to eat the noodles and drink the soup at the same time, so that you can taste the deliciousness." Wu Tian still only cared about the little guy: "Do you want to try it?"

"it is good."

The little guy did what Wu Tian said, and sure enough, the taste became better,

Bogu, Mengtian saw this, and immediately followed suit.

"Hey, did you hear what I said?" The minion was anxious, and there was some anger in his tone.

But Wu Tian still ignored him.

"My uncle Guo has a bad temper. You have to go late. Wait a minute, but there is nothing good to eat."

"You should hurry up."

"What kind of noodles do you want to eat? Go to Uncle Guo's. You can choose from all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas."

"You should hurry up."

"."

The little guy waited for the others to finish eating,

Wu Tian's eyes under the bronze mask immediately stared straight at the minions!

Laughing, eerie: "You can die."

what?
This sentence made the minion's face stiffen.

He thought of something, and immediately said in fear: "I was wrong, I shouldn't disturb your meal."

"Apologizing is useful, why do you need the police?"

What is the police?Bogu and Mengtian looked at each other, expressing that they didn't know.

Wu Tian nodded,

The minion turned pale with fright, originally thought that the ancestor of blood refinement would take the uncle's face into consideration and give him three points of face, but he didn't expect to ask him to die directly.

This minion was so frightened that he wanted to run away!
(End of this chapter)