Journey to the West: Fangcun Mountain, God of Cooking, Monkeys Come to Apprentice

Chapter 79 A friend came from afar, to relieve worries with wine (thanks for subscribing)

The purple-robed youth was completely shocked, as if he had discovered some shocking secret!
You know, this Shangyang is a well-known big monster in the monster clan. It has been famous as early as in ancient times, and it even killed countless powerful big witches during the Lich War.

But it was such a powerful existence who actually put on the clothes of the waiter in the hotel!
The corner of the purple-robed youth's mouth twitched. Although he was a saint, he still didn't quite believe that a quasi-sage would be willing to be a waiter in a restaurant.

This looks so magical!
"Guest officer, here is your tea!"

I saw Shang Yang coming with a tea tray, his tone and demeanor were even more professional than the waiter in a professional restaurant!

"Uh, thank you."

The young man in purple robe didn't care what kind of tea it was, he just took a sip from the teacup, feeling shocked.

Watching the other party drink the tea in the cup in one gulp, Shang Yang's eyes were full of contempt.

This person is dressed in rags and has a rough manner. He must be a country spring husband from the mountain depression. I don't know why Master Su Yun let such a person into the shop.

Can he afford to eat?

At this time, Su Yun who was on the side smiled slightly: "Shangyang, people should not be judged by their appearance. When we open the door to do business, the most important thing is to make money without discrimination."

Shang Yang was taken aback.

He knew what the phrase 'you can't judge by its appearance' meant.

But what the hell is 'earning without class'?

As expected of Mr. Su Yun, this realm is not only one grade higher than that of a vulgar person like me... Shang Yang admired him very much in his heart.

"Yes, I remember."

He is teachable with humility.

Su Yun smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Young children can be taught, remember, friends come from afar!"

I know this sentence... Shang Yang's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "It's such a joy!"

"Even if you are far away, you will be punished!"

Shang Yang: "???"

The purple-robed youth: "????"

The two were stunned for a while, did that famous saying really say so?

The young man touched his nose, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

Could it be that his identity as a saint has been seen through?
It shouldn't be, I have hidden my cultivation base, even Shangyang didn't recognize my identity, how could this shopkeeper know?

Subconsciously, he regarded Su Yun as a Buddhist.

And the enmity between him and Buddhism is no longer a secret.

The more the purple-robed youth thought about it, the more frightened he became. He looked at Su Yun with horror, and felt that the store owner was full of secrets.

But in fact, Su Yun was just playing a joke.

At this time, Shang Yang had already brought the menu.

"Guest officer, look, these are our restaurant's signature dishes."

However, the purple-robed youth didn't appreciate it.

"Take it away, don't show me these ordinary meals, I just want to drink!"

Practitioners have long been fasting, even if they do not eat for hundreds of years, it will not have the slightest impact on the body, but some practitioners are especially fond of food, but this does not represent the majority of people.

Obviously, the purple robe youth does not belong to this category of people.

"Bring up your best wine."

"you!"

Shang Yang's face darkened. Although he became Su Yun's waiter, his dignity as the quasi-Saint Demon King was still there.

This guy is so hateful, he actually said that Mr. Su Yun's meals are just ordinary meals!

How can he bear this?

Shang Yang was about to explode, but was stopped by Su Yun's hand.

"We only have one kind of wine, but it is the best in the Three Realms." Su Yun said leisurely.

"You're quite confident, so let's serve the wine."

The young man in purple sneered, as the master of the sect, why hasn't he had any good wine?
Even for the Jade Emperor's Yulu Qiongjiang, several altars are given to him every year.

This store's tone is really too big, let alone the best wine in the Three Realms, if you ask him what Yulu Qiongjiang tastes like, he probably won't be able to answer it!
Feeling the contempt in the other party's eyes, Su Yun didn't mind, but smiled and said:
"Guest officer, please pay the bill first. One Houtian Lingbao can buy a jar of wine!"

A pot of wine needs an acquired spiritual treasure?
The purple-robed youth was slightly taken aback.

If this had been done before, he would have scoffed at it and left gracefully.

but
What is the meaning of the magic weapon to him now?
Laughing self-deprecatingly: "Shopkeeper, I'm offering ten pieces of Houtian Lingbao, can you drink until you feel refreshed?"

What the hell!

Ten Acquired Spirit Treasures!

Although Su Yun's expression did not change, his heart was extremely shocked.

What is the origin of this man?
Opening the mouth is ten acquired spirit treasures?
Could it be that the Houtian Lingbao came from his family property?
Apart from those Lingbao-level kitchen utensils in his kitchen, this was the first time he had seen someone own so many Houtian Lingbao!
"Oh, of course."

Su Yun's face was full of smiles, this big man who fell from the sky is really not an ordinary person!

"Shangyang, serve the wine!"

Su Yun shouted happily.

Shang Yang clicked to cast, but there was also doubt in his eyes.

Only then did he realize that this scruffy-looking young man seemed familiar.

But I just can't remember where I saw it!

With a helpless smile, Shang Yang went to the cellar to fetch several jars of peach blossom wine.

"Hey, what kind of wine is this?"

The young man came over curiously.

It was the first time he saw wine in a pink jug.

Are you sure this isn't for little girls?
The young man's eyes were full of doubts, and he suddenly felt that he had been tricked, and he regretted it to death.

Shang Yang put the wine on the table and said calmly:
"This is peach blossom wine."

"never heard of that."

The young man pouted, and lifted the lid of the wine full of doubts.

The moment the cork was pulled out, a light smell of peach-flavored wine rushed over.

Without using the wine glass that was placed on the table, the young man directly picked up the wine bottle and poured it down.

Entrance.

It's not as burnt and tasteless as ordinary fine wine.

Instead, it has a fruity sweetness.

The aftertaste is long, but not obtrusive.

It is comfortable and pleasant to take a sip.

If you only talk about the taste, this wine is indeed unparalleled in the world, far ahead of the Yulu fine wine by a thousand miles.

This number one in the Three Realms is well-deserved.

but
The young man shook his head and put the wine jar down.

"Guest officer, why don't you drink anymore?" Shang Yang rubbed his head, a little puzzled.

The young man looked up at Su Yun: "This wine is too weak."

"Isn't it too light?"

Su Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Wine is supposed to be a thing to relieve sorrow. If it is too light, why do you get drunk? If you are not drunk, how can you relieve sorrow?"

The young man looked distressed.

What you said makes sense, why don't you just drink the distilled one, it can kill you!

Su Yun complained in his heart, but said:

"Wine can relieve sorrow, but there is a saying that it is more sorrowful to raise a glass to relieve sorrow?"

The young man in purple shook his head: "I've never heard of it, but it does sound reasonable."

If you haven’t heard of it, it’s right now that the world is at the end of the Warring States period, and the author who wrote this poem hasn’t even been born yet!
Su Yun rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, wine is not only something that can be used to relieve worries, but something that can be drunk with friends at the dinner table and confide in one's heart!"

"If you have bitterness in your heart, share it with your friends with a jug of fine wine, and if you still can't get rid of your worries, then use two jugs!"

In other words, when the wine is on the table, the bragging begins.

"Friend?"

The young man in purple was stunned, shook his head and laughed at himself: "To this day, where do I have any friends?"

After hearing this, Su Yun's eyes flickered slightly.

It seems that this immortal family who spends a lot of money, who doesn't know where he came from, is a person with a story.

Just right, you have a story, I have wine!
"Hehe, if this fellow Taoist doesn't dislike it, then consider me as a friend and let me have a few more drinks with you?"

Su Yun thinks that he has always been a very caring person, and he is no exception when it comes to earning Lingbao.

You see, after earning so much Lingbao from the other party, Su Yun began to wrong himself to drink good wine and get psychological counseling by the way.

The young man in purple raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He doesn't know what Su Yun is thinking, but he doesn't mind, it's good that someone can drink with him.

"So good!"

The two sat across the table, Su Yun raised his hand, "Bring me an altar, too."

"Yes, the shopkeeper."

Without any hesitation, Shang Yang walked towards the cellar.

"I want a big altar!"

"Okay!"

After a while, Shang Yang walked over holding a wine jar the size of a person's arms.

"You are quite big." The young man in purple twitched his lips.

Su Yun shrugged his shoulders.

No way, who let me be the shopkeeper?
I can drink as much of this wine as I want!
"I saw the couplet posted on your outer door, and the tone is very crazy."

The young man in purple took a sip again, and said something.

"People are not frivolous and waste youth."

The young man in purple was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then laughed out loud.

"Okay, it's good to say that people don't frivolously waste youths!"

Immediately, he sank his voice again:

"But sometimes, being too frivolous is not a good thing. It is easy to provoke some powerful existences, such as saints!"

"Saint? Hehe, I'll post my pair, and the saint recites the scriptures of the saint, it's none of my business!"

Su Yun smiled lightly, perhaps expressing his feelings, and said:
"Sometimes, if you know the words 'none of my business' and 'none of your business', life may be a lot easier!"

This is the essence of what he has been striving for in the Kitchen God Palace.

If not, how can he be alone?

An Xin to grow his strength in Kitchen God Palace?

"Besides, what about a saint?"

The corner of Su Yun's mouth twitched, as long as he was within the range of God of Cooking Palace, even if a sage came, he would still be able to suppress him and beat him up.

Hearing this, the young man in purple was slightly startled, as if lost in thought, and did not speak for a long time.

After drinking three more glasses of fine wine, he murmured:
"Yeah, it's none of my business? What's the use of a saint?"

The safety of this prehistoric world is none of my business?

What about saints?
You can't even protect the things you care about the most!

Seeing this, Su Yun frowned.

This person is really interesting. I despise saints because I have confidence, but this guy actually despises him.

Who gave him the courage?

"Little friend, since we've already talked about saints, let's talk freely!"

The young man in purple said suddenly.

He just noticed that there is a natural formation in this restaurant, which can block any secrets.

This formation is extremely complicated, and even he, a master who specializes in formation, can't see through it, which is enough to show that the mystery of this store is by no means ordinary people.

"There are six saints in the world today. I don't know who the shopkeeper is, which one do you admire the most?"

The young man raised his wine glass, refilled himself a glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Tongtian leader who cuts off the teaching."

Su Yun said lightly.

"Ok?"

The pupils of the young man in purple shrank suddenly, and he had the illusion that he was seen through from head to toe, and his hair stood on end.

(End of this chapter)