I slay demons and cook in the world of cultivating immortals

Liji Steamed Buns has been around for many years, and the business has been mediocre.

A year of hard work is enough for a family to live on.

As prosperous as it is now, it was Li Shengyong who started making bun fillings independently two years ago, and the business has only improved day by day since then.

"Mother, sister-in-law, your taste is a bit more serious." Li Yongsheng patiently explained to his mother who had recovered.

But Mrs. Li looked confused, and she said to the Li family's sister-in-law who was also confused, "I just released it according to what A Sheng said."

Mrs. Li's face turned even darker, "Me too."

But the stuffing that Li Yongsheng prepared was even tastier than theirs.

Li Yongsheng put down the bun in his hand, and saluted Shen Qinglan who had just entered, "Master Immortal."

She didn't know how to address the monk and Liu Yuqi behind her, so she also saluted.

Shen Qinglan asked him, "Have you thought about it?"

Li Yongsheng bowed and said, "I am willing to go with the immortal master."

After he finished speaking, he looked back at his mother and sister-in-law, "If the immortal master is not in a hurry, can you allow me another two days."

Shen Qinglan glanced at him, "It's useless, even if you stay for another year, they won't be able to adjust your taste."

Crowd: ...

Shen Qinglan continued, "A person's sense of taste is innate, and the chance of acquiring it through acquired training is very low. To a cook, a sensitive sense of taste is like a painter's vision and a musician's hearing.

They don't, so Baozi can only do this, how much more?It's hard! "

A few people seemed to understand, and even Li Yongsheng himself didn't understand what Shen Qinglan was talking about, thinking that people who cultivated immortals just like to talk in a cloud of fog that people can't understand.

The sister-in-law of the Li family thought that Shen Qinglan was unwilling, so she hesitated for a moment, but she still took a step forward boldly, "Master Immortal, you don't know, my family's business is good, and the stuffing made by A Sheng is delicious. If you walk away, we won't be able to do business.

My elder brother and I are better off, but my mother-in-law is not in good health, how can she bear this hard life. "

"Boss daughter-in-law!" Aunt Li's voice was so severe that she shrank her neck in fright and dared not speak any more.

These days when she has been ill, this eldest daughter-in-law is about to go to heaven. She doesn't take her mother-in-law seriously at all, and now she dares to drag the future of the younger son!
Aunt Li stepped forward to Shen Qinglan, she was about to kneel and kowtow to Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan immediately blocked the opponent's knee with a wave of spiritual power, "I am a cultivator who doesn't care about trifles, and your family's Asheng will be my apprentice in the future, so you can't kneel to me."

The mother of the apprentice in the mortal world is of the same generation, and Shen Qinglan is most afraid of people coming here, she will be super uncomfortable.

Aunt Li's family is also clear-headed. When Shen Qinglan said this, she no longer insisted on kneeling, but bowed to her, "Immortal Master saved my life, no matter how great the gift is, I can bear it. Immortal Master, don't listen to my family." The eldest daughter-in-law said that the steamed stuffed buns have been sold for three generations, so why would they not be able to make them without Ah Sheng.

Today, my son can go to practice with the immortal master, and I hope the immortal master..."

Auntie Li spoke in a gentle voice, and she still couldn't help sobbing when she said this, she immediately turned around and wiped away her tears, and then continued to talk to Shen Qinglan with a smile on her face, but it's just that Asheng is young and a little naughty, please Shen Qinglan Don't worry.

"Immortal Master, don't look at this child's smiling face every day. If he really gets stubborn, ten bulls won't be able to stop him. If he commits such a problem, please Immortal Master severely punish him."

She looked at her youngest son at the side, and couldn't help but ask, "I don't know how far the fairy mountain is from here? If this child fails to learn, can you ask the fairy teacher to send him back? I'm afraid of him, I'm afraid he won't find him. way home."

Aunt Li felt really uncomfortable. She had seen the fairy master accepting apprentices when she was young, but no one was selected.

Now that the youngest son has this opportunity, the family naturally cannot drag him down.

At that time, Ah Sheng's father suddenly became seriously ill, and after spending a lot of money, he still could not be cured, and left a pile of debts for the family. There was really no other way to prevent Ah Sheng from going to school.

Now that her son has such an opportunity, she can't let him give up no matter what.

She was just afraid that her youngest son would not learn well and be driven out. The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and he doesn't know where he is. It will be difficult then.

Shen Qinglan was heartbroken, and thankful that Ah Sheng had such a mother, "I have checked Ah Sheng's aptitude, and he is very talented, and he will be able to learn something if he goes here, as long as he can fly with a sword, It will be thousands of miles away, but you can go back in a moment."

Upon hearing this, the aunt of the Li family immediately put aside her reluctance, and said to her youngest son, "You can go with the immortal master today, your elder brother is at home."

At this time, the eldest brother and sister-in-law of the Li family behind her all shrank and did not dare to speak, and Shen Qinglan was relieved. It should be no problem for the Li family aunt to control her son and daughter-in-law.

Li Yongsheng heard what Shen Qinglan said that he could fly with a sword, and he immediately wished he could go to the sky and try it now.

What mother said is right, his bun shop has been around for three generations, and they can do it without him.

"Master Immortal, wait, I'll go get the luggage." Before Shen Qinglan could return to him after speaking, Li Yongsheng ran back to the house in three steps and came in with a bag on his back.

Shen Qinglan glanced at the burden on Li Yongsheng's back with spiritual sense, and as expected, there was a small bag of silver inside, which must have been picked out by the aunt of the Li family gritted her teeth.

"Cultivators don't need money, and they don't need to bring clothes."

Li Yongsheng groaned, handed the burden to the Li family aunt, and thought about taking out a small wooden horse the size of a palm from the burden and putting it in his arms.

Mrs. Li glared at him, but he took a step back, "Daddy made this for me."

Shen Qinglan smiled and said, "It's okay, take it with you."

She looked at Li Yongsheng, and then at the monk, "In order to reassure your mother, you should kneel down and worship your teacher now. I am Shen Qinglan, who is a master of swords, and you will follow me from now on."

The monk at the side rolled his eyes in his heart, what reassured Mrs. Li was because he was afraid that he would rob his apprentice.

Aunt Li's eyes were red again, "Thank you, Master Immortal."

Li Yongsheng knelt down immediately, "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."

After finishing speaking, it was a very real three-click.

Shen Qinglan was in a happy mood, and didn't let him get up, but turned her head and pointed at the monk and Liu Yuqi and said, "They are my friends, this is your Uncle Wukong, and that is Uncle Liu."

It's normal for disciples among friends to be called Shishu.

But the monk always felt that Shen Qing's mind was impure.

Sure enough, Shen Qinglan said another sentence, "Kowtow, call someone."

Li Yongsheng immediately kowtowed obediently to the two, "Uncle Wukong, Uncle Liu."

Liu Yuqi smiled and took out a heart armor, "This magic weapon is for your self-defense."

It was the first time for her to be kowtowed and called Master Uncle, so it was really unreasonable not to send something decent.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

The monk on the side: What a loss!

His apprentice doesn't know where he is yet, but Shen Qinglan's apprentice has already started receiving gifts!