I work as a cook in Xuanmen

Chapter 34 Learning to cook

I found a quiet and quiet place in the back mountain and practiced flying with my sword.

She felt depressed because she couldn't offend Zi Ling.

I took out the magic weapon I bought and chopped at the cliff as if to vent my anger.

"Ah... very annoying."

"You pushed me out, why do you feel so bad now?" He walked towards me slowly, carefully observing my expression.

"You care about me? I like it." I yelled at him.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. You continue." Heng Yue has always been so good-tempered.

Although people are a little cold.

I pursed my lips. This actually had nothing to do with Heng Yue. I felt a little guilty.

"What consensus have you reached with Zi Ling?" I asked him again.

"Nothing can escape your notice. If she promises to help me get rid of Lize, you can come with me."

So direct?

Yes, I am just a low-cultivation monk, and anyone can control my destiny.

"So my opinion doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if I'm happy or not?" I'm just stating the facts.

After saying that, I slashed hard at the cliff.

Heng Yue's expression stiffened for a moment. He probably didn't expect that I would care.

"I'm sorry, I just think that irritating her will do you no good." Heng Yue pursed his lips.

"I know, I just feel unhappy."

I just want to vent. This Heng Yue is also strange. Could it be that he has a hand in anyone Lize likes?

Heng Yue threw away the branch and sat on the cliff. His tone was casual, but his words were harsh, "Then grow up as soon as possible and stop being inferior to others. Only then will you be qualified to do whatever you don't like."

After saying that, Heng Yue suddenly looked at the magic weapon in my hand and scolded Lize in a strange way.

"He really doesn't care about you, he actually let you use such a rubbish magic weapon." After saying that, he clicked his tongue twice.

"You don't understand. The magic weapon is too good for me to use." I argued.

Heng Yue hadn't spoken yet, and Liu Ya couldn't sit still.

"Qingwan, you have to speak with your conscience. It's not that I don't let you use it, it's your seal that suppresses my ability to use it."

Heng Yue chuckled, "Who told you that high-level magic weapons can be divided into different people?"

"Isn't it?" Jingzheng would definitely not lie to me, unless he also knew a little bit about it.

"Really powerful magic weapons will recognize their owner, and they will never become useless unless they are restricted by something." Heng Yue seemed to have remembered something, and looked at me with a gloomy face.

After lowering his eyes for a long time, he slowly found a stone to sit on, then picked up a branch and swung it.

I put away the magic weapon, feeling even more depressed, "Forget it, no more practice, I'll go back to the kitchen to help."

What a disappointment!
The feeling that nothing is going right.

"Wait for me."

Heng Yue is like a follower, wherever I go, he follows me.

In the kitchen, Rong Xuan and a few helpers washed and arranged the needed dishes.

This was the first time I came to the kitchen so early. When I saw the amount of food, I was surprised, "How many people can feed this? So many?"

Rong Xuan smiled and said, "There are probably more than 100,000 people who have stayed in various colleges of Tianji Academy, as well as those who have passed the exam every ten years."

My mouth can probably fit an egg, "This is not enough to feed more than 100,000 people!"

Rong Xuan said in a black line, "Many monks stop eating when their cultivation level is high. Here is enough food for about 10,000 to 20,000 people."

"Also, there are many new people entering the exam today, so there are many orders."

"Do you want to open a small stove? How to calculate the fee?" If you open a small stove, you have to pay separately. Every time I mention the spiritual stone, I feel that my IQ is getting higher.

"Also, why don't I know about opening a small stove?"

"This belongs to the chef." Rong Xuan pursed his lips and snickered.

"I want to be a stir-fry too." I said guiltily.

Rong Xuan agreed to my suggestion immediately, "Okay, cooking is faster than sitting down to practice." I didn't expect him to agree so easily, but I felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem... Wanwan can be said to love money as much as life, and get it wisely." Heng Yue teased me.

"Then we will share the income equally?" I ignored him and asked Rong Xuan again.

"Uncle Master has the final say, and I can do it." Rong Xuan raised his lips slightly and nodded in agreement.

The kitchen was busy, Heng Yue avoided the mess and found an open space.

He also threw a wicker chair from the realm to the ground, sat on it, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I ignore him, but he can do what he wants freely. Sometimes I admire him. He has the ability to embarrass others as long as he is not embarrassed.

You can feel at ease wherever you are.

I was afraid of him at first, but now I am completely blind to his existence.

He seemed to be used to my temperament, and he felt comfortable around me.

"Master, uncle, you can try to use your spiritual power to chop vegetables with a sword, and learn the skills from it, so that you can become more skillful with the sword in the future." Rong Xuan glanced at Heng Yue, and then concentrated on teaching me the secret of using a sword to chop vegetables.

Rong Xuan took out his magical weapon, and a short-handled sword stood in front of him, rotating randomly with the spiritual energy in Rong Xuan's body.

The dagger slowly circled and leaped with the rotation of his spiritual power, forming a picture drawn by spiritual energy in the small kitchen.

"Why do you like to stay in the kitchen?" I couldn't help but wonder why he was always willing to stay in the kitchen.

"When I first arrived at Xuanqingmen, I was afraid that they would think I was just slacking off, so I worked hard, doing anything." Rong Xuan seemed to be lost in memories, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Later, Master saw that I was diligent, so he sent me to the kitchen. He also told me that true cultivation can be achieved by practicing myself anywhere."

"So I have been working in the kitchen for decades." The smile on Rong Xuan's face was relaxed and calm.

I couldn't help but applaud what Rong Xuan said, "Well said, everyone will have a certain understanding in a certain field, and that is the way he can understand."

Suddenly Rong Xuan stopped smiling and greeted the kitchen door, "Master."

I lowered my eyes, put away my smile, and concentrated on wielding the sword. The dagger flew up precariously, flew into the air and fell down again.

I kept practicing without giving up, but I couldn't fly.

When Rong Xuan saw Lize coming, he stepped aside to do other things.

Heng Yue seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed and there was no reaction.

Lize walked up behind me and raised his hand to stop me from practicing continuously, "Hey, stop practicing. If you practice too much, your spiritual power will be exhausted and you will be tired."

He said, pulling me and turning me to face him, "Although I want to hold her steady, I don't like you pushing me away."

I raised my eyes sharply and stared at him, murmuring, "You...how do you know what I'm thinking?"

Lize raised his hand to scratch my nose, "You little fool, you almost fell down under her pressure. Can't I see it?"

After thinking for a while, he added, "I just wronged you."

"No grievance, I actually don't care about her at all."

You can't beat them again and again, and you are asking for your grievances.

"Zi Ling can't move now. Although she has worked with me for many years, she has the Zeng family behind her. You..."

I stretched out my hand to cover his mouth, looked around, and when no one was paying attention, I said, "Be careful, the walls have ears."

Lize kissed my hand and raised it to pull it down. My face turned red. There were so many people coming and going in this kitchen, it was so bad to be seen.

"Don't worry, I set up a barrier so they can't hear." He spoke softly, with a much wider smile than before.

"Can't you see it either?" I looked at him expectantly.

"This..." He pursed his lips and smiled sullenly, "Of course you can see it."

"Then other people will see it and be so embarrassed." I covered my face, stamped my feet, and said coquettishly.

Well, I didn’t think there was anything awkward about the way the two of them got along like this.

Afterwards, Heng Yue said with a depressed face, "I was pretending to sleep, but I didn't really sleep. You two don't take me seriously."

When he said this, I blushed again.

Lize said that Zi Ling was backed by the First Family. Although he didn't know what their relationship was, the First Family was as powerful as the Xuanqing Sect, so he could only endure it for now.

I don’t want to embarrass Lize.

(End of this chapter)