The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 485 Everyone Has Their Own Preference

The night passed by in a hurry.

At noon, the dazzling sunlight shines on the window sill of the most exquisite private room among the water and clouds.

Lu Xiaofeng stood up from the luxurious brocade-covered floor and yawned loudly.

The true energy flowed and the drunkenness in his body quickly dissipated.

When he turned around, he found that Bai Yujing had already sobered up and was sitting on the windowsill drinking alone.

"I got drunk all night, and drank when I woke up. Brother Bai lives a carefree life."

Bai Yujing looked at Lu Xiaofeng, raised the sword in his hand, and a bottle of finely brewed girl's red wine fell into Lu Xiaofeng's hands, and he smiled at the same time.

"Such a good wine, once you go out you will never be able to drink it again, it would be a pity if you don't drink a little more now."

After Lu Xiaofeng smelled the aroma of the wine, he shrugged helplessly and then drank it in big gulps.

After drinking half the jar, Lu Xiaofeng lay on the floor with his head tilted back and asked curiously.

"Brother Bai, are you coming to Kaifeng for the fight for the Demon Sword?"

Bai Yujing smiled: "Brother Lu, isn't it?"

Lu Xiaofeng rested his head on his arm and shook his head in denial: "No, I was just passing by."

Bai Yujing asked with a smile: "So Brother Lu is leaving?"

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, patted the wine jar, and smiled helplessly.

"Li Chaofeng treated me to such good wine, I can't bear to leave."

When Bai Yujing heard this, he also asked with a smile: "Brother Lu, are you familiar with the Dragon King?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "We just know each other, but we are not familiar with each other. If you have any questions, you should ask Lao Hu."

"He and Li Chaofeng are old friends, and he knows much more than I do."

As Lao Hu was talking, both of their eyes fell on the third person in the private room.

Hu Tiehua ate the most, drank the most, and was the most upset last night.

Until this moment, he was still sleeping soundly.

Turning their heads around, Lu Xiaofeng and Bai Yujing smiled at each other.

Glancing at the sky, Bai Yujing smiled again.

"All good things must come to an end, and it's time for me to go."

"When Brother Hu wakes up, please ask Brother Lu to apologize on my behalf."

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "So anxious?"

Bai Yujing smiled without saying anything, while Lu Xiaofeng sighed.

"That's right. Li Chaofeng has been waiting in Kaifeng for so long. He finally got to see the Demon Cult elder. He will not let him go."

He turned around and asked, "Brother Bai, are you so curious about the battle between the magic swords?"

Bai Yujing smiled: "I am just curious about the rumored number one divine weapon in the world, the Thousand Blade Demon Sword."

"It would be a great pity in life if you don't see it with your own eyes."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, put his eyes close to the mouth of the wine jar, and spoke in a frivolous tone.

"Then I wish Brother Bai all his wishes come true."

Bai Yujing looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who looked as if it had nothing to do with him, and asked with a smile.

"Brother Lu, aren't you curious about the complete form of the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades?"

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this question, he rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Who in the martial arts world wouldn't be curious about what kind of divine weapon the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades is?"

"But unfortunately, Li Chaofeng has a bad temper. If you dare to ask, he will stab you immediately."

Bai Yujing nodded and invited with a smile.

"So this is our only chance. The Demon Cult has never been on good terms with us, but they are very powerful, enough for Li Chaofeng to use his full strength."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "It still doesn't work."

Bai Yujing was puzzled: "Don't you want to meet Li Chaofeng?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and waved his hands: "That was Lao Hu's idea, not mine. I was just passing by to watch the show."

Bai Yujing smiled: "But shouldn't the best show be with Li Chaofeng?"

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged: "Where there are many people, there are naturally shows to watch. Li Chaofeng is not a silver note. As long as there are people, everyone likes to watch him."

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was determined, Bai Yujing sighed and quickly disappeared from the window.

Only his parting words remained in the air.

"Then I wish Brother Lu all his wishes come true."

As Bai Yujing disappeared, Lu Xiaofeng planned to drink up the remaining half jar of Nv'erhong.

But just as he was about to drink, a strong hand snatched the wine jar away. A gurgling sound rang in his ears, and Lu Xiaofeng picked his ears in silence, but asked curiously.

"Hero Hu doesn't trust Bai Yujing?"

Hu Tiehua put down the jar of wine, burped comfortably, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Little Phoenix, do you know something?"

"For a person who has been drinking alcohol since childhood, even if he is drunk to the point of unconsciousness, it is difficult for him to forget what happened when he was drunk."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and looked out the window.

"Yeah, it was clearly the three of us drinking, but he was always curious about what kind of person Li Chaofeng was."

Last night, the three drunkards drank for several hours and talked about many things with each other.

But Bai Yujing always mentioned Li Chaofeng. Although he was in Shuiyunjian, it was reasonable to mention Li Chaofeng, but it made Hu Tiehua a little wary.

Putting down the empty wine jar, Hu Tiehua asked a question in return.

"What about you? Why don't you follow him? You should also want to watch the magic sword battle?"

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his face, stroked his beard, and said with disgust.

"I do want to see the Demon Sword Battle, but I don't want to see Li Chaofeng's stinky face."

Hu Tie was speechless and asked in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Putting aside his shamelessness, Lu Xiaofeng answered with a smile.

"Because he's a big bad guy, and I'm a small bad guy."

Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, looking unruly.

"A small bad guy will be very comfortable living alone, but when he meets a big bad guy, he will be dragged down."

Regardless of whether Hu Tiehua could understand this sentence or not, Lu Xiaofeng jumped up.

He stretched, yawned, and greeted.

"Now that you're awake, we should go."

Hu Tiehua stared at Lu Xiaofeng's face and asked with a stern face.

"Where to go?"

Lu Xiaofeng turned to look at Hu Tiehua and answered with a smile.

"Bai Yujing is curious about what kind of artifact the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades is, but I'm not."

"But I'm very curious, who is the current leader of the Demon Cult?"

"Aren't you curious about this question, Mr. Hu?"

Hu Tiehua showed up in Kaifeng, eager to help, but Li Chaofeng ignored him.

Many people are aware of this matter, including Bai Xiaolou.

But the Demon Cult sent people to deal with Hu Tiehua. This is not Bai Xiaolou's style.

Hu Tiehua narrowed his eyes and said, "Since we are all going to find the Demon Cult, shouldn't we go the same way as Bai Yujing?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, then explained helplessly.

"I don't like being around him."

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Hu Tiehua looked at Lu Xiaofeng in confusion. Bai Yujing had a smiling face the whole time and drank very freely and cheerfully.

Although Hu Tiehua was wary, she liked him very much.

Who doesn’t like drinking with someone who’s always smiling?

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the sunlight outside the window, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and he explained.

"He likes to laugh too much. People shouldn't laugh all the time."

"When a person lives in this world, he should laugh when he should laugh and cry when he should cry."

"He kept laughing because laughter was his weapon, not his heart."

Lu Xiaofeng walked to the window, opened his arms towards the sun, took a deep breath, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

“I like to laugh because laughing can make the world a better place, and when the world becomes a better place, more people will be able to laugh heartily.”

"A fake smile is the one I hate the most. It makes people feel that way."

Putting his hand into the sunlight, Lu Xiaofeng said with a lonely look in his eyes.

“This world is unreal.”

After saying this, Lu Xiaofeng turned around and asked with a smile.

"Do you feel that what I just said is very similar to Li Chaofeng, with a sad face and a face full of resentment?"

(End of this chapter)