A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

"You are overthinking, they are not..."

Just as the Holy Master was about to explain this ridiculous rumor, Yan Shuyue and Feng Wuhen came out with serious faces.

"Okay, okay, the noodles are cooked. Let's eat quickly."

There was a bowl of noodles in front of each person, and the strange thing was that the person serving noodles for several people was Feng Wuhen.

Yan Shuyue glanced at the faces of the Holy Master and the others with complicated expressions. Just when she was about to open her mouth to remind them something, Feng Wuhen forced her to sit down.

"Eat your food quickly before it gets cold."

After Feng Wuhen finished speaking, he sat down next to her with another bowl of noodles, and then he started to slurp away at it.

It was as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him away.

The Holy Master and the others wanted to laugh a little when they saw it.

Elder Ju raised his eyebrows: "Look at how anxious the Holy Son is, is the chicken noodle soup made by Junior Nephew Jiang Yue so delicious?"

"Of course the noodles made by Yueyue are delicious."

Feng Wuhen took the time to say this and then continued eating.

Seeing him like this made the elders and others even more curious about the taste of their bowl of chicken noodle soup.

But the Holy Master seemed to have discovered something. After glancing thoughtfully at Yan Shuyue and Feng Wuhen, he did not move his chopsticks immediately.

"Smells, this chicken soup is really fragrant, this chicken noodle soup must be delicious too!"

The four elders didn't notice the Holy Master's movements. They couldn't bear the smell of the fragrant chicken soup, so they took down their chopsticks to pick up the noodles and ate them in one bite——

"Pfft, cough, cough..."

“So salty, so salty!!”

"Water! Water! Give me water!"

"I want water too!"

Several of the elders who were eating fell on their backs and called for water urgently.

Yan Shuyue, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly poured several glasses of water and handed them to them.

By the time they finished drinking, their eyes were all wide-eyed.

"No, I mean, little nephew Jiang Yue, did you beat the salt seller to death? Why is this noodle so salty?!"

When the Holy Master heard this, he immediately understood something and cursed in his heart, "Smelly boy". Even if he tricked them, he even dared to trick the master!

The other elders didn't know what was going on, they just thought it was Yan Shuyue's poor cooking skills.

The gentle elder Lan twitched his lips and advised Yan Shuyue: "Good boy, let others do the cooking in the future."

"That is to say, little nephew, I think you should practice your cooking skills no more, or give up. This taste is really terrible."

Yan Shuyue: "..."

She knew it was.

From the moment Feng Wuhen rushed to help her cook noodles, she knew that this guy must have something up his sleeve.

Sure enough... I still focused on the taste.

Feng Wuhen next to him finally finished his bowl.

While urging Yan Shuyue to eat, he said to the others calmly: "It's okay. I think Yueyue's cooking skills are pretty good."

not bad?

Where is good?

It smells quite fragrant, but the taste of the noodles is so salty that it’s almost unpalatable to eat!

Elder Mei and Elder Zhu both silently put down their chopsticks.

In fact, sometimes food and drink are not necessary.

At this time, Elder Ju suddenly discovered something, "No, Feng Wuhen, you can actually eat it so salty?"

Finished the whole bowl? !

"Salty? Where is it salty? My bowl of noodles is not salty. It tastes very delicious and fragrant. It is the best chicken noodle soup I have ever tasted."

Although it was a bit exaggerated to say this, Feng Wuhen looked really serious when he said it.

Elder Ju and others didn't believe it, "You must have been fasting for a long time and have some taste problems, right?" "Yes, the noodles for the four of us are very salty."

"I know you want to save face for your junior brother, but sometimes you should tell the truth."

Such as this side.

Hearing what they said, Feng Wuhen wiped his mouth and pretended to understand the meaning of their words: "Oh, you are talking about your bowls of noodles. It is normal for them to be unpalatable. After all, they are It wasn’t done by Yueyue.”

The four elders Mei: "?"

What do you mean?

Wasn't it Jiang Yue who did it? Who did that?

They were the only ones who entered the kitchen just now.

Just as they were wondering, an idea suddenly flashed in the minds of the four of them. They suddenly realized something and suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

No...it can't be right?

Feng Wuhen looked at the four of them with a smile on his face: "Of course I made it specially for the four elders. After all, the elders have to work too hard to deal with affairs. It's only right for me, the Holy Son, to cook for everyone myself. of."

"Come on, keep eating. If you come to my master's place to handle business so early, you must still be hungry. You vomited in the first bite, right? Then eat more."

"It's better...it's better not to."

Elder Zhu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I don't seem to be that hungry."

"My stomach suddenly hurts a little, and I can't eat. Why don't I give the leftovers to Xiao Juhua?"

Elder Lan quickly pushed the noodle bowl over.

Elder Ju was immediately frightened, "Don't, don't, don't, I can't eat it either. My tongue will fall off if I eat it again, or I'll give it to Elder Mei..."

"Ahem!"

Elder Mei quickly coughed heavily and interrupted him: "I suddenly remembered that Elder Jian seemed to have something urgent to do last night and urged me to go to the Demon Suppression Pass. Oops, it's already this time. I'd better leave first. You guys are still here. Let’s all eat.”

He said and quickly stood up and slipped away.

"Hey, you old man, why are you running so fast!"

Elder Ju was so angry that he cursed in his heart: This old boy has no loyalty!

"Such a delicious noodle. The Holy Son cooks it himself. If you don't want to eat it, why don't you bring a portion to Elder Jian!"

Elder Jian, who is far away at the Demon Suppressing Pass: Listen to me and thank you.

"It makes sense, let's just pack up the rest for Elder Jian."

"Quick, quick, quick, Elder Mei is running too fast, let's catch him quickly!"

Elder Lan and Elder Zhu cooperated with him and packed up the remaining unpalatable noodles and took them away.

Then the three of them left as they said. I don't know whether they would take them to Elder Jian.

As soon as the four elders left, Yan Shuyue was the only three people left in the small fenced courtyard.

Feng Wuhen: "Okay, now it's clear."

The Holy Lord rolled his eyes at him, "You boy, why didn't I see this before? You are still a very bad guy."

"I am."

Feng Wuhen said confidently,

Yan Shuyue smiled helplessly, "Okay, everyone has left, do you still want to eat? I'll give you another bowl."

The Holy Master hurriedly handed over the bowl: "Make me a new bowl too. I don't dare to eat what his kid made."

"Master, don't worry, I didn't add anything to your bowl."

Feng Wuhen said so.

The Holy Lord was pleased when he heard this: "Okay, I know that you still love Master."

Then he picked a chopstick and put it into his mouth, and the next second——

His expression was dull: "..."

It really adds nothing. (End of chapter)