National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 527

And in the few days before heading to the capital, Wen Qiao tried his best to prepare several new dishes. At first, the diners didn't understand what was going on, and they were so excited that they lined up every day to compete for seats. Some of them almost got into a fight, and those who grabbed the seats felt that they were so happy that they almost doubted their lives.

The feeling of being surrounded by all kinds of fresh spiritual food every day is simply too blissful.

It's just a pity that this kind of days didn't last too long. In less than a week, when they ran to the small building again, they were greeted by the familiar bald head.

Everyone: "..."

Even if the bald-headed smile was kind and tried to show them his affinity, the diners couldn't help feeling sad and indignant, and each of them languished.

And Wen Qiao, who had already run to Laojun Mountain with his family, sneezed several times in a row.

"What's the matter, do you have a cold?"

Qiao Chaochuan was so nervous that he subconsciously ignored Wen Qiao's current cultivation.

Wen Qiao couldn't laugh or cry when she was asked, she is already a monk, and she has never been sick since she started practicing. Even if she was injured or something, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, she would recover quickly, and where could it be? I will catch a cold.

"Nothing, I have nothing at all, someone must be talking about me, that's why I keep sneezing."

When she said this, Wen Qiao felt guilty for no reason, touched her nose, and looked at the sky again. Could it be that the diners already knew that she was not in the small building, so she kept sneezing? ?
Thinking about it this way, it is really possible that the diners in the past must have had a lot of grievances, but they were not capable at that time, even if they complained, it would not affect Wen Qiao, but now most of them have already set foot on the road. After a journey of cultivation, even those who have not practiced have all spontaneously gone to learn ancient martial arts and so on. The power of thought is different from before, so the effect is naturally different, which made Wen Qiao feel it.

Somehow, Wen Qiao felt that she guessed correctly, the so-called cause and effect, it was like this, the higher the cultivation level, the clearer what was sensed.

This time, Wen Qiao was a little guilty at first, but now, cough, although she felt embarrassed, she couldn't do anything about it. A little bit, but it's better than nothing, right?
"It's fine. This is the address of my comrade-in-arms. You can check it for me, and then quietly put down this card."

Qiao Chaochuan saw that Wen Qiao really didn't seem to have anything, so he felt relieved and handed the small piece of paper with the address on it just now to Wen Qiao.

The child was interested, so he came here specially to tell him that he was going to the capital for a while, and wanted to ask him if there was anything he needed to take along with her or if she needed her help, but he was so excited. In order not to dampen the child's enthusiasm, he thought about it and decided to I really remembered one thing. A comrade who fought side by side in the early years, after being injured and retired, his life was not good because of the illness of the elderly at home. I have been thinking about Wen Qiao's affairs, although I have asked Guoan and the others to help out on their own, and they have also given me a piece of my heart, but there is still some lack of sincerity.

It just so happened that his comrade-in-arms took the old man in the capital to treat illnesses in the capital. Now that Wen Qiao asked about it, he entrusted the matter to his daughter. First, he tried to help his comrades more, and second, he let his comrades take a look. I found my daughter, and she is very good.

Just as he was thinking about his comrades, his comrades must also understand what was on his mind.

(End of this chapter)