National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 143

Mo Shaojun didn't know Long Wei. It should be said that he had heard of Long Wei's name and tried to get in touch with him, but he couldn't find a way, so he had never met Long Wei. Noticing that there were other strangers in the small building, it wasn't until Long Wei made a sudden noise that he was discovered.

He managed to grab a meal, but this guy suddenly said, what's wrong with ordinary people, ordinary people can't get a chance, as long as Wen Qiao nods, why can't he eat.

If it wasn't for the things in his hand, and because he was afraid of making troubles and making Uncle Xie and Wen Qiao unhappy, Mo Shaojun would have to fight this big guy who suddenly appeared, but even so, he would be ruthless. After glaring at Long Wei, he followed Xie Zhen into the kitchen.

Long Wei was not annoyed at being stared at, his mind was still immersed in Xie Zhen's words just now.

As the spiritual energy recovers faster and faster, all creatures in this world have already begun to metamorphose, plants, animals, human beings...

Humans are easy to control, but animals and plants are difficult to deal with, especially those irrational beasts and plants that grow wildly with aura. One day, they break free from the shackles that trap them and come to the place where human beings live. Those ordinary people who don't know anything are afraid that they will only have to wait for death.

Although Xie Zhen didn't say it clearly, Long Wei always knew that Xie Zhen was not very satisfied with the way the practice world decided to hide these things from ordinary people.

He also knows that paper can't hold fire, and sooner or later things will get out of control. At that time, instead of letting ordinary people face the big changes in the world in a daze, it is better to prepare them mentally earlier and have a sense of urgency. If you are willing to work hard on your own, even if you learn some ancient martial arts, it is better than doing nothing. When something breaks out, your survival rate will be at least a few percent higher.

It's just that sometimes, it's not that he can do whatever he wants. People can't help themselves in the Yamen. At the beginning, he was weak and had a job, but he couldn't convince the public, so he could only watch those people do something to hide. At that time, the future was unclear, and no one knew what would happen in the future. In order to avoid causing greater turmoil, this decision was actually not wrong, so he naturally couldn't say anything.

And now, although he has realized the crisis in the future and has the ability, he still has the final say in the practice world, the hermit family, the loose cultivator alliance...etc., unless they all nod, this matter can only be announced.

However, not everyone is as considerate of ordinary people as he is, especially those of the hermit family, who usually care about the allocation of various resources and calculate all kinds of calculations. People, let those ordinary people divide their few resources, I'm afraid they will have to blow up.

Therefore, this matter seems to be just a matter of one sentence, but in fact it is complicated. He can't impulsively take the interests of others, otherwise others will come to take his interests, and he has to think about the special affairs department , Sometimes he also hates himself like this, but in his position, he has no choice but to take it slowly.

When Long Wei sighed and felt helpless outside the kitchen, Mo Shaojun finally saw the leftovers that Xie Zhen said—no, it should be the bottom of the basin, "Second, second uncle, that's all Rice, it’s not enough for me to stick between my teeth, you won’t really send me with just such a small amount of rice, will you?”

Even if it's leftovers, it's different from what he imagined. There's not even a staple food, only a stew at the bottom of the basin. Even if it's Wen Qiao's craftsmanship, he still has a feeling of being deceived by Uncle Xie. .

Mo Shaojun's questioning made Xie Zhen feel that his good intentions were not rewarded. You know, don't look at the leftovers, there are exotic animal meat in them, and what Mo Shaojun usually eats here is purified from ordinary ingredients The food I made later was completely different, it was simply not something I could wait for, if it wasn’t for the fact that he could talk today and coaxed him to be happy, he wouldn’t be willing to take it out. As a result, this guy talked nicely, but now he actually hates it .

"Don't eat it, right? If you don't eat it, you'll fall!"

Xie Zhen put away the things directly, without the slightest intention of avoiding violence, but Mo Shaojun's face tightened inexplicably, he felt bad, and was afraid that he would never get food again, so he immediately reached out and blocked Xie Zhen to clean up He took the bowls and chopsticks with his hands, and without waiting for Xie Zhen to help him warm up the dishes, he stuffed them into his mouth when they were ready, and explained:
"Eat, who says you don't want to eat, my... woo... Second Aunt's craftsmanship is simply too good, Second Uncle Xie, let's talk about it after I finish eating."

I never thought that stews could be so delicious. Mo Shaojun was defeated by the food, and he couldn't even explain, so he kept pushing the food into his mouth. Three or four mouthfuls of stews, which were less than half a bowl, were eaten. Let him eat it all, and he can't wait to lick the bowl again after eating. The reason why he didn't lick it was not that he suddenly remembered his table manners and felt that it was too embarrassing to do so, but because the bowl was half small. After the stew entered his stomach, it quickly turned into energy and ran rampant in his meridians.

One second, Mo Shaojun was still addicted to the delicious food, and the next second, his face turned red instantly, and after a burst of white smoke rose from his head, he twitched and rolled his eyes, then fell down .

In the mind of not letting Mo Shaojun dirty his wife's kitchen, Xie Zhen finally mercifully reached out and grabbed him by the collar and led him out of the kitchen, which saved him from touching the floor directly. .

(End of this chapter)