This immortal is a bit fierce

Huang Feng was a little moved: "Old man, is this dish of mine really worth your story?"

"It wouldn't have been worth it if it had been earlier." The old man smiled, "But some time ago, Qian Jin had a dream, and he dreamed of his beloved girl.

The girl asked him in the dream if he was doing well and if he had met another person who could be by his side like her.

How could it be possible? Qian Jin was willing to give everything just to see her again.

But the girl told him that he was the most charming when he was cooking. She said that Qian Jin once gave up everything and cooked for her all his life.

She hopes that Qian Jin will stop living for her alone, regain his former dream, be the best cook in the world, and return to the person who once fascinated her. "

At this time, Nie Wenxuan next to him couldn't help but ask: "Senior, is Qian Jin you?"

Huang Feng next to him slapped him on the back of the head: "You see through it but don't tell it, why are you so arrogant!"

Nie Wenxuan scratched his head: "Gen?"

When the old man saw this, he laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I'm betraying you. Qian Jin is indeed my former name, and now my name is Yan Jin."

The old man said that he was a married woman, and if his surname was Yan...

Huang Feng didn't bother to think about it. He was really not familiar with the dignitaries in the capital.

Yan Jin continued: "I have been thinking these days, is the dream true, or is it my own imagination to find an excuse for myself to walk into the kitchen again.

And your dish is an opportunity for me. When I smell this strange smell, my curiosity is completely aroused. I understand that I still want to cook, and I don’t want to disappoint her. After she left, life was boring.

If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet her again one day.

So your dish is worth telling me a story in exchange for! "

Huang Feng smiled and said, "It's an honor to hear this story."

"Young people can talk." Yan Jin praised.

"That's right, that's right, I've always been good at talking." Huang Feng was bragging about himself when he saw the old man in front of him. His white hair turned black, and the wrinkles on his face were gradually smoothed out, as if he had grabbed the tail of time and pulled it away. return.

Nie Wenxuan looked at what happened in front of him and was dumbfounded. Huang Feng was not surprised at all.

"It seems that senior has made up his mind to untie his heart and cherish this attachment and memory instead of being bound by it. Congratulations!"

Yan Jin nodded and opened the birdcage in his hand. The little gray sparrow in the cage turned into a gorgeous golden-feathered falcon, flapping its wings and landing on his shoulder.

"Wow!" Nie Wenxuan opened his mouth and exclaimed in admiration.

Huang Feng looked at his appearance and shook his head helplessly. He had obviously seen the world in Cangyun Mountain, why was he still so hopeless?

He looked at Yan Jin and asked, "Senior, what are your plans next?"

Yan Jin smiled slightly: "Of course he is the best chef in the world."

"Senior, are you going to participate in a cooking competition in the capital?"

Yan Jin shook his head: "Although the imperial plaque is good, it does not have much appeal to me. It is far better to travel around, learn more, and see more. I have stayed in the capital for too long."

"Then I'll help you, senior, have a smooth journey. If we have the chance in the future, I hope I can eat senior's famous dishes that are the best in the world!" Huang Feng was very positive. "But senior, let's agree in advance that I can't afford it if it's too expensive. I won't be able to eat it by then." Replace it with stories.”

"You." Yan Jin pointed at Huang Feng and shook it, a little funny, "Okay, let's make an agreement. Seeing that you and I are really destined, I will give you some benefits."

When Huang Feng heard this, he quickly asked: "What's the benefit?"

Yan Jin said: "I didn't mean to pry, but I happened to hear what you and His Highness said about finding a teacher for this offspring.

I recommend two people to you, one is Gongsun Xuan and the other is Yan Wenjin. Both of them are bachelors of Wenshou Pavilion.

I am not familiar with Gongsun Xuan, so if you want to find him as a disciple, you may need to find a way on your own, but if Yan Wenjin is to go to him with this, he should give me some thin noodles. "

After saying that, Yan Jin took out a golden spatula.

Huang Feng blurted out: "Golden shovel!"

Yan Jin looked at him inexplicably, threw the golden shovel in his hand, and said, "Give this to Yan Wenjin, and he will know."

Huang Feng took the golden shovel and was secretly speechless. He didn't expect that it was really made of gold and was very heavy. He couldn't help but said, "Senior, you are so heroic. I don't know whether to ask something or not."

"Just ask." Yan Jin smiled.

He thought Huang Feng was going to ask about his relationship with Yan Wenjin. The story was told and the favor was given, so there was no point in hiding his identity.

He was ready to explain when he heard Huang Feng ask very seriously: "Should I just show this shovel to Academician Yan, or should I give it to him?"

Nie Wenxuan: "..."

Yan Jin: "..."

Seeing the speechless expressions of the two people, Huang Feng wanted to emphasize that he was serious!

After a while, Yan Jin came back to his senses and said angrily: "Just show it to him. If you want to keep it, just keep it!"

"That's a good feeling, thank you senior."

"I just feel that eating one of your dishes is a loss. I'm gone and I'll never come back again!" Yan Jin shook his head, carried the empty birdcage, and strode out of the yard.

Huang Feng stood behind with his hands clasped in his fists: "I wish you a happy journey, senior!"

Yan Jin turned his back to him and waved. The golden falcon on his shoulder looked back at Huang Feng, flapped its wings, rolled its eyes, twisted its mouth and stuck out its tongue, as if making a face.

When Yan Jin left, Huang Feng looked at the empty plate, patted Nie Wenxuan on the shoulder, and said proudly: "Look, what luck is."

Without talking to the confused Nie Wenxuan, Huang Feng asked Li Motang in his mind: "A senior recommended to me two bachelors, Gongsun Xuan and Yan Wenjin, to be Nie Wenxuan's teachers."

Li Motang had just returned to the palace not long ago. He was a little surprised when he heard about it: "Senior?"

"It's the senior in the yard next door."

"It turns out it's him. How could you have social contact with him?"

"I'll explain it to you later. Let's talk about Yan Wenjin first."

Li Motang introduced: "The Yan family comes from a scholarly family. They have been officials for generations, and they have all taken imperial examinations and won gold medals. If I remember correctly, the Yan family has served as governor, minister, household minister, etc. in the past hundreds of years. The Minister of Rites, Yan Wenjin of this generation, served as the bachelor of Wenshou Pavilion and was very influential in the capital.

In addition, Yan Wenjin is one of the few people in the Yan family who has spiritual roots, so he is indeed suitable to teach Nie Wenxuan.

I have considered it before, but although Yan Wenjin is a bachelor of Wenshou Pavilion, he has not had any disciples so far. There are many people who want to be his students. I am afraid that going to him rashly will backfire and make him have a bad impression of Nie Wenxuan.

As for Gongsun Xuan, Gongsun Xiao who was rescued by Lotus Pavilion that day is his grandson. If he goes to find him, he will definitely accept this love.

Gongsun Xuan was rich in knowledge and literary talent. If it came to learning, he would be more than capable of teaching Nie Wenxuan. However, he was not a monk and he was not too young to teach Nie Wenxuan how to practice. "

Huang Feng said confidently: "Then let's be strict. Don't worry, I have a golden shovel in my hand. It's not a problem to handle him!"

Li Motang: "What?"