Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Why didn't he bring a little more?

Speaking of which, this chef is pretty good. Can we just kidnap him and bring him home?

The pale young master had obviously noticed Murong Xuan's actions, and from the corner of his lips came a faint smile.

It had been a long time since he last saw someone willing to stay with him. Furthermore … It was a woman.

"Old Pan …" The moment the pale young master spoke, the Old Pan immediately understood and rushed to the kitchen.

"Cai Ling, go and negotiate with the shopkeeper." Murong Xuan instructed Cai Ling in a very calm manner.

After Cai Ling ate their noodles, she naturally had to do something. Seeing that the shopkeeper's face was slightly ugly, he immediately gave him a purple gold coin and said: "Let him cook, no matter what ingredients he wants, you will give them to him."

Zi? Purple gold coins?

The shopkeeper's eyes almost popped out.

"This young master sure is rich. Can I borrow a kitchen to return the money to you?"

"These people must all have extraordinary statuses."

"Heh, I don't know who those few are, but Old Pan …" This Old Pan is famous for being the King of Cooking. Back then, he was not even willing to let the Emperor invite him into the palace to cook.

"Who do you think is dying?" When the Bookboy heard this, he was instantly enraged.

Young Noble Bai helplessly pulled on Bookboy's sleeves. "Zi Yu, sit down."

"Young master, they curse you!" Bookboy was unwilling to accept this, even his eyes had turned red from anger.

"They are only speaking the truth. What crime is this?" The pale young master let out a weak sigh. It seemed as if it was easy for him to breathe, but difficult for him to breathe. If he wasn't careful, he might just choke to death.

Murong Xuan did not miss the phrase "the kitchen king".

So it's the King of Cooking. No wonder the noodles are so delicious!

Sigh, I really want to take this Chef back …

Thinking about that, Murong Xuan carefully sized up Young Noble Bai, his face was extremely pale, so white that it was completely devoid of blood, and his beautiful lips were also pale and thin, causing one's heart to ache for him.

Sigh, if there was blood on her lips, then how many women would she be able to seduce?

"It's just that my body is unwell. There's still hope for me." Murong Xuan assessed indifferently.

This sentence caused the pale young master to suddenly have a bright expression and his eyes to light up as well.

He had a strange disease since five years ago. At the beginning, he only coughed simply, but after coughing up blood and eating Pill and seeing a doctor, he tried all kinds of side effects, but it was useless. His body also gradually collapsed.

"Who are you? My young master even told many doctors that he was hopeless, you … Are you sure that my Young Master can still be saved? " The Bookboy's eyes were red, and the gaze she used to look at Murong Xuan was filled with suspicion.

This time, they came to Qi Yun Peak to ask for medicine because they had no way out.

"Do you want to save your young master or not?" Cai Ling was speechless. If the young miss was willing to help, then forget it, they would just be grateful.

Ah, if her young mistress said there was no hope, then there was no hope!

"Of course I want to, but you're still young, are you sure?" Bookboy looked at the pale young master worriedly.

"I'm not sure." Murong Xuan's words immediately caused the flames in the bottom of Bookboy's heart to extinguish once again.

Cai Ling looked at Old Pan helplessly. Without question, this young miss wanted to change his chef.

"Didn't you guys want to go to Qi Yun Peak? We are the disciples of Qi Yun Peak, I can bring you all in. " Murong Xuan giggled as he looked at the pale Young Noble and spoke. With that one sentence, the surrounding people couldn't help but look towards them.

A disciple of Qi Yun Peak?

How many people at the foot of the mountain of Qi Yun Peak had come here due to admiration!

If they were really the disciples of Qi Yun Peak, then wouldn't they have found the target that he requested for?

For a moment, Murong Xuan and Cai Ling were like wolves without meat, staring at a pack of wolves that coveted for their lives.

"Young Masters, are you really the disciples of Qi Yun Peak?" By the side, another guest at another table looked at Murong Xuan and said with interest.

"Do the two gongzi have Pill s to sell? I'm willing to pay a high price for it. "

"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

Very quickly, a swarm of people who came to ask for Pill s found Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan frowned impatiently. Was this Qi Yun Feng really that famous?

It was obvious that those lousy Pill were useless.

Murong Xuan thoughtfully stroked his chin, looking at the chef in front of his, his heart full of curiosity. Compared to the Pill, she liked cooks more, especially when it comes to cooking delicious food.

I have to find a way to get the cook back.

"Stop arguing, we came out in a hurry and did not bring any Pill with us." Cai Ling unhappily made that group of people retreat, and the irritation and anger in her eyes scared them so much that they no longer dared to come forward.

Offended a disciple of Qi Yun Peak? That was not a wise move.

"You, are you really Qi Yun Peak's disciple?" Bookboy looked at Murong Xuan with a dumbstruck expression. It was as if he did not expect that such a young gongzi would actually be a disciple of Qi Yun's Peak.

One must know, Qi Yun Peak was their destination this time!

"Heh, just now, he had handed over a purple gold coin to me. Anyone who can casually take out a purple gold coin is a disciple of Qi Yun."

"Ah, no wonder he was so generous just now."

"Heh, the disciples of Qi Yun Peak … Outer court disciples can just use money to buy it, it's completely useless. "

"Brother, as I see it, you are a loyal and honest person, please don't be fooled by such an unskilled person."

Very quickly, those who could not get the Pill turned around and ridiculed, and even advised Bookboy not to trust Murong Xuan.

"You … Did you buy it with money? " The Bookboy looked at Murong Xuan in astonishment, and the anticipation in his eyes instantly extinguished.

Initially, he had thought that if the Young Master in front of him was really Qi Yun's disciple, then what would happen if he was given a bowl of noodles?

However … If it was Qi Yun Peak's outer court disciples, then it would be useless.

Nearly everyone in all the desolate lands knew of the threshold of Qi Yun Peak!

In order to become an outer sect disciple, one only needed to have money. Only inner sect disciples had true talent.

"Yeah, that's right." Murong Xuan shook the plate in his hand, for the first time he felt that he had bought something good with a hundred thousand purple coins: "Which disciple of Qi Yun Peak didn't spend money to buy it?" Murong Xuan leisurely waved the inner sect tablet around.

Upon seeing the words "inner sect" above, the people who were originally ridiculing Murong Xuan immediately went silent, and stared at the word "inner sect" with a face full of shock.

Inside... Inner court?

It's over, it's all over. The one they offended was an inner disciple?

Those people who mocked Murong Xuan for his incompetence and failed to persuade the Bookboy were now all pale in the face.

"Inner court disciple? You are an inner disciple of Qi Yun Peak? " When Bookboy saw the sign, he excitedly held it in his hand and rubbed the words on it, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

Ironic was one thing, but when the others saw the inner sect badge on Murong Xuan's waist, they all went crazy, wishing that they could buy all of the Pill s on Murong Xuan's body …

However, they seemed to have said earlier that there were no Pill?

"Little brother, when will you be able to bring the Pill down?"

"Yeah, when are you free? We'll wait for you here."

"Pay first, then deliver."

Facing a swarm of swarms of people, Bookboy unhappily waved them back, "What are you yelling about? Why did you hurt my Young Master? Can you afford it?"

The young master had a noble body, not to mention, the young master's health was not good, what if he was injured?

The crowd was discontented, but just as they wanted to mutter a few words and see Old Pan bringing the noodles, they tactfully retreated.

One could tell that the inner disciples of Qi Yun Peak were here for the arrival of that Young Noble. If they disturbed his meal, he wondered if the matter of buying the Pill could still be carried out.

Very quickly, Old Pan brought the prepared noodles.

After seeing Murong Xuan's eating speed, Old Pan had cooked six whole bowls of noodles for him.

"Old Pan, young master is saved, young master is saved." The Bookboy held onto the inner sect tablet excitedly, as if he had seen a Pill s saving his life.

"Huh?" Old Pan looked at him blankly.

He had only made two bowls of noodles, why was the young master suddenly saved?

"Don't be disrespectful. Quickly return the badge to me." The pale-faced young master coughed lightly, his face filled with displeasure.

Seeing that, Bookboy immediately gave the inner sect plate back to Murong Xuan, his eyes filled with admiration.

Murong Xuan unconcernedly dropped two drops of sesame oil into the noodles as usual, the soup was light and light, and after adding two drops, it gave off a clear and oily mixed feeling. After entering his mouth, a trace of the fragrance was like a sweet spring water, making one's appetite rise.

"What kind of oil is this? "It smells so good." The Master of the Cooking King's Old Pan could not help but praise.

"I made it myself. It's called sesame oil." Murong Xuan sucked on the noodles, and gave the bottle in his hand to Old Pan.

The culinary skills of Old Pan were much better than Xiao Zhang's.

Old Pan took the perfume bottle and smelled it carefully. After a moment, he could not help but exclaim: "This perfume sure is fragrant.

After taking back the scented oil, Murong Xuan silently stuffed it back into the space.

If this Old Pan was willing to follow him, he wouldn't mind giving him a few barrels of scented oil. But, looking at the situation in front of him, this Old Pan might not necessarily be willing to give him some?

"Sir, how did you recruit the Old Pan to your side?" Murong Xuan curiously moved closer to the Young Noble's side.

He explained to Murong Xuan with a weak smile: "Father found this Old Pan for me. Because five years ago, there were a lot of things that could not be eaten because of a huge illness, Father was afraid that normal food would not be digested, so he invited Old Pan over to make me some food that could be digested."