Morning in the Tower of Swords

Therefore, the end point of becoming stronger is the same goal. Unfortunately, Iberia does not understand this truth. Otherwise, where would they need to covet the poor and weak Cybertron technology, and go directly to Dayan to learn how to cook!

It's a pity that compared to martial arts, Qiao Haiwang's cooking level is far from enough. He is not even a super chef in the area, so the dishes he cooks "only" can only help people detoxify, cure diseases, or continue...

Ahem, but the passion for cooking is not limited by the level!Just like what he hoped that those disciples who learned martial arts could also do it.

Zheng Qingyue didn't know how Qiao Haiwang planned to cook a banquet by himself in such a short period of time. It stands to reason that banquet dishes must require a complete team of chefs. Even if it is a large table dish, it is estimated that it will take a day to prepare the ingredients. Prepare for processing.

Otherwise, you make the first dish and serve it on the table, but the second dish takes too long, and it is already cold before it is served, does that make sense?

But at this critical juncture, Manager Zheng didn't bother to care about him. As long as King Qiao Haiwang didn't smash this place, even if he emptied all the ingredients in the back kitchen, it wouldn't be worth much.

But just after he and Zuo Le discussed the plan for the evening, seeing that it was almost the time when Qiao Haiwang said that the dinner would start at 6 o'clock, Zheng Qingyue still couldn't hold back his curiosity and went to the kitchen to take a look.

Maybe it was because he wanted to see him make a joke.

But it doesn't matter at first glance, but when I look at Shopkeeper Zheng, I'm dumbfounded. The kitchen is literally "flaming and foggy". Of course, it's not because of a fire, but because several pots are frying, and several steamer towers are burning. effect of steam.

In such a battle, I couldn't understand the specific position of King Qiao Haiwang, but listening to the sound of the ping bells and pans, it was like three or four chefs were turning the pot at the same time, and five or six assistant chefs were around. Shuttle busy.

At the same time, there was a whirring sound of wind in the kitchen, probably because the exhaust fan was fully turned on and could not get rid of these "obstacles".

Ge Laozi... When did so many people enter the inn! !

Zheng Qingyue was frightened when he remembered it, not because he didn't see King Qiao Haiwang making a fool of himself, but because he thought that since King Qiao Haiwang could sneak in so many people without knowing it, then he and Zuo Le had just "conspiracy" Isn't it a joke! ?

Even the cook can run in, so if there are spies, wouldn't it be easy to sneak into the inn?

"That, that, Master Qiao..."

"Huh? Manager Zheng, what's the matter? I'm a little busy right now, please tell me straight."

Qiao Haiwang's voice reverberated on the door beam of the kitchen as if it had its own echoes, which made Manager Zheng a little stunned. Is my inn kitchen so big?

But now Zheng Qingyue doesn't care so much anymore, he has to figure out where the loopholes in his inn are as soon as possible, in order to judge whether it is not too late to fix the situation, at least he can notify Zuo Le in time to cancel the wine stealing action.

"Okay, then I'll be very welcome. Where did you invite these cooks? It seems... very professional, better than my own."

Of course, Zheng Qingyue couldn't say it outright. Isn't that saying that I was doing shameful things in the inn?But it sounds completely normal to use such a statement, and it is just an exchange of dining experience.

But the problem is that shopkeeper Zheng has completely misunderstood from the very beginning.

"Ah, what cook?"

The sound of flipping pans, moving dishes, and "whispering the exhaust fan" suddenly stopped in the kitchen, and I saw a high-speed human figure blowing away the steam wafting from the steamer, like a ghostly afterimage. Come to the front of the shopkeeper Zheng.

He is wearing a chef's hat, with an apron on his naked upper body, a spatula in one hand and a kitchen knife in one hand, surrounded by the "smoky" Qiao Haiwang.

"..."

Bang!Bang!

Two round objects fell from Zheng Qingyue's body and smashed loudly on the floor at the door of the kitchen.

It was the marble fitness ball that he often used to rub in his palm, but as far as Manager Zheng's current mood was concerned, even if it was Lin Chu who dropped it, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

How could shopkeeper Zheng still not understand, there is no chef team here at all, all Qiao Haiwang is making the "afterimage fist" alone, and the whirring is not the exhaust fan, but the sound of the wind when he moves at high speed.

You...you motherfucker...you're still a person! ! ?

On the bright side, at least Zheng Qingyue doesn't have to worry about the security and confidentiality of his inn, and tonight's plan can still be carried out as usual.

But at worst, what he needs to worry about is even more terrifying. For example, this guy in front of him is obviously not something that a mere escort can resist. Maybe he can really sweep Shangshu Martial Arts.

"No... It's okay, I'm bothering Master Qiao, please continue to work, I have some housework to go back to deal with, this is the backup key for the door of the inn, you don't need to clean up after the banquet, just lock the door and leave, and return it tomorrow. You can."

"That's so embarrassing."

"It's okay, I can trust Master Qiao."

How can you believe it?Isn't the so-called door lock just a decoration in front of valuables like you?

I have to go home and discuss with Ye'er, and ask her if she has any "meaning in that regard".

"Hey, then I will be disrespectful, and I will thank you in the future."

"you are welcome……"

……

When Zheng Qingyue hurried out of the inn as if his butt was on fire, he happened to meet Sister Lei Zi, who was rushing to make an appointment. This time, she did not wear the red burqa, but a plainclothes, plus... a piece of white silk.

Therefore, shopkeeper Zheng had no way of knowing her identity, and the two passed by in this way.

But Lin Qingyan knew Zheng Qingyue, because her work in Shangshu was to run errands for the Taifu, and what Zheng Qingyue did was also in the Taifu's plan, Lin Qingyan naturally knew his background in advance .

"Strange, why does the shopkeeper of Xingyu look like he is fleeing in a hurry? Could it be that he fought with King Qiao Hai again?"

Thinking of this, Sister Lei Zi hurriedly accelerated her pace, and maybe she could even come forward to persuade the other party.

But when she entered the inn, she didn't find any signs of fighting, only the fragrant aroma of food wafted from the back kitchen.

It stands to reason that the eldest lady who was born into a family and became an official of the imperial court should be used to eating delicacies of mountains and seas. Even a "membership restaurant" that can only be entered by a friend is difficult to impress Sister Lei Zi.

But at this moment, Lei Zijie was like a giraffe being led by the breeder's neck. She couldn't help but follow the source of the fragrance. She didn't even need to look at the road under her feet, as if a conditional launch had already been formed.

It's the stone of thunder, I added the stone of thunder to the dish!

Until Qiao Haiwang's voice was like a red and white ball hitting her head, interrupting Sister Lei's peculiar state of fluttering.

"Miss Lin, it turns out that you have already arrived, so please take a seat first, the dishes will be ready soon."

"Ah? Ah! Oh oh..."

Lin Qingyan embarrassedly sat on the seat that Qiao Haiwang pushed away for her. Only then did she look up and realize that the table in front of her was not the coffee table she expected, but a small square table where the two sat opposite each other. .

It was the 20-seat round table that is only used for large banquets. Seeing Sister Lei Zi staring, Qiao Haiwang may have seen her doubts, so he took the initiative to explain.

"There is no way, the kitchen materials here are relatively complete, and at first glance, it is the fresh goods bought today, so many dishes have been made at the moment, and you can taste them one by one with peace of mind.

It doesn't matter if you can't finish it, someone will help you solve it. "

The stunned Lin Qingyan had not opened his mouth to ask what the last sentence meant when a landscape painting was suddenly drawn out of thin air at the entrance of the inn.

Mindless Nian, who was walking swaggeringly, and "driver" Xi, who had an unhappy expression on her face, just entered the door as if they had returned to their hometown. They skillfully found a seat at the round table and sat down without saying a word.

Nian sat directly next to Lin Qingyan, which was obviously intentional, and Xi found a seat opposite Nian, which was obviously more intentional, so that it would be inconvenient to secretly put it in her bowl when she waited for the next year. Chili too.

But this is not the most puzzling thing. After all, Lin Qingyan knows Nian and Xi of course. It should be said that because they are the agents of the beasts, their willful behavior is easier to accommodate.

Because in Lei Zijie's concept, the two of them are not even human, but ancient gods and giant beasts. It's like no matter how jealous women are, they should be caused by other women, and it can't be because men like Ultraman. Jealous with monsters?

So what are you most confused about?An unconscious guy.

"Oh, I seem to have gotten into some trouble tonight, but when I thought that the invincible brother Qiao was here, I simply came over to ask for blessings and rubbed the seat by the way. I'm really sorry, I didn't disturb you. Are you guys?"

Although the uninvited old carp said so, but in action, he dragged a chair and sat down.

The only way he could express his apology was to choose the seat closest to the aisle, which was the last seat in the banquet.

"..."

Lin Qingyan looked up at Qiao Haiwang, there seemed to be a trace of resentment in his eyes, but Qiao Haiwang could only shrug at her.

It seems to mean that I didn't invite them in the first place.It's just that I expected them to come. Since they have come, can they still be driven away?Let's eat together.

When Qiao Haiwang went to the back kitchen to make the final preparations for the banquet, there was only one embarrassed Lin Qingyan left on the round table, and three other people who didn't feel that they were the source of the embarrassment at all.

If they were all like Xi and Lao Li sitting quietly and waiting for dinner, it would be fine, but there was another year who took the initiative to "find faults", and didn't know what shame was at all.

"Ouch, isn't this the little unicorn from that family? Why, are you finally willing to come out and find a man?"

"...What are you talking about!?"

"Isn't it weird? The life instinct of reproducing offspring is not just described in the textbooks you have learned, but I have witnessed many times of reincarnation, and some of them are even very 'intense'. Your parents... …”

"You, you are enough, hey!"

Lei Zijie hurriedly reached out to cover Nian's mouth. According to her urination, she might really want to preach the dark history of the Lin family at the dinner table, but she must have seen it with her own eyes. As a junior There is absolutely no room for objection.

But Nian is a divine beast after all, how could it be controlled by Lin Qingyan so easily?

"I see you, I don't understand at all, little unicorn!"

The powerful voice coming from Nian's navel suddenly frightened Lin Qingyan. Although the urn sounded like the sound of a cow in a jar, judging from the choice of words and sentences, there was no such thing as a The question is the year himself.

Looking at Nian's body, you can tell that her stomach is actually a melting pot. Since martial artists can speak with martial arts, and avatars can speak with avatars, it is also logical for blacksmiths to speak with furnaces (?), right?

So if it's the same as the year, will the hot dog be "forged" into an artifact?

Fortunately, the voice of Qiao Haiwang opening the seat came from the rear at this time, otherwise Sister Lei Zi would have been lifted off by Nianji.

In just a few minutes, the big round table was filled with delicacies. First of all, of course, there were several cold dishes, such as peanuts, preserved eggs with candied hearts, beef with lights, Bangbang chicken, garlic white meat, and cold salad with folded ears.

Next is the classic Shangshu Eight Bowls. Although it is a classic, there is actually no fixed recipe. It all depends on the chef's own understanding. Of course, the sea king, who is a man in the northeast, has to cook hard dishes.

So his eight bowls are steamed crispy pork, braised elbow, red-skinned crispy duck, white-cut chicken, sweet roasted white, pork with plum and vegetable, boiled fish fillet, and steamed egg custard with crab roe.

Then add some Shangshu home-style, such as Mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, diced spicy chicken, mashed potatoes and minced pork, pickled cabbage and fish soup.

Finally, take care of Xi's taste. The whole round table can no longer be crowded with vegetable salads, fruit cutting plates, ice cream desserts and the like.

"Although I call myself a banquet, everyone here is my friend of King Qiao Haiwang. Since they are friends, there is no need for those red tapes, so I also cook some home-cooked dishes, please enjoy!"

"Where is it? Brother Qiao's craftsmanship is truly amazing. Just looking at such a sumptuous gluttonous feast will make people's index fingers move. After passing this village, there will be no such shop. I need to eat two more. Just a bowl!"

Listening to Lao Li and Qiao Haiwang singing together, Lin Qingyan lowered her head and felt a little uncomfortable, because the situation in front of her was completely different from what she expected before she came.

Suddenly being invited by a man in a very "overbearing" way, I thought I would have an experience I had never experienced before. After all, no matter how old a woman is, at this time, of course, she hopes that she will be the one with unique treatment.

In the end, he was only one of his guests at the banquet, not to say that the banquet was not good. The dishes on the table were always seducing her greedy worms, but if possible, Lin Qingyan would prefer to have only a simple and simple The two desserts...

And a total of two people including myself is enough.

Lin Qingyan was immersed in her own thoughts, and after a long time, she suddenly realized that the atmosphere around her was suddenly quiet, but when she raised her head, she found that everyone was staring at her.

"...What, what's the matter, what do you want me to do? Is there anything on me?"

"What do you think, little unicorn? Did you forget that you are the guest of honor? We all eat rice. Of course, we have to wait for you to move your chopsticks first."

...you also know that you are rubbish! !

"She's right. I should have prepared this banquet for you, Miss Lin, so at the very least, you have to be the protagonist tonight, right?"

Although Lin Qingyan can't wait to be forced to go up to two people who are unconscious, but to be honest, she is in a better mood now than just now when she can't force the two.