Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    In the kitchenette.

    Lu Yizhou rushed in and saw a bowl of sticky porridge by the stove.

    He probably cooked it before leaving in the morning, and asked the second senior sister to help warm it up and sent it to the third senior brother.

    But now there is no heat in the bowl.

    "Second Senior Sister, you... Do you know that Third Senior Brother is very weak now, unable to move an inch, and can only rely on us to bring him food? We are late, and he can only be hungry."

    Su Yu stood beside the stove at a loss.

    She began to learn art from her grandfather at the age of five, helped in the store at the age of eighteen, opened her own store at the age of twenty... entertained at least 10,000 diners.

    But now, she can't even make a bowl of unpalatable porridge.

    Lu Yizhou was anxious and annoyed. He really wished that there could be some treasures that could wake up the second sister and open her eyes to see, is it time for her to continue to feel sorry for herself and even hate the third senior brother? She has high self-esteem, but it is very difficult for the third senior brother to survive now. They are her classmates after all. She is so cruel...

    But suddenly, he looked up and saw Su Yu holding the corner of her own clothes with both hands in front of him, drooping her shoulders, and the whole person was overwhelmed and frustrated.

    Lu Yizhou was stunned.

      My heart is cold.

    At this moment, she seems a little apologetic, Lu Yizhou has been in Qiongfeng for ten years and has never seen it.

    He was full of anger, as if he had been plucked by the seven strings of the guqin, and was instantly defeated.

    "Hey, Second Senior Sister, I'm not blaming you, I shouldn't let you do such trivial things..."

    Su Yu was worried, but he still raised his hand to stop it, "No trivial matter in the kitchen. Don't talk about it, you first find a way to warm up the porridge and send it to your third senior brother."

    Lu Yizhou nodded immediately.

    Yes, he was confused.

    However, I am a little suspicious, trying to warm up the porridge? Is this difficult?

    He glanced at Su Yu, immediately picked up the porridge bowl, and urged Wen Jue.

    In an instant, the porridge rice in the bowl was hot.

    Su Yu:

    Why didn't he turn the rice into flour?

    But this trick is really convenient, if the waiters in her store can do this trick, then the food can be kept at the best temperature at the entrance and delivered to the diners' table.

    She was full of admiration and admiration, and Lu Yizhou blushed a little.

    And after he relaxed, he smelled a strong grain flavor lingering in the back kitchen.

    He immediately looked suspiciously at the porcelain bowl in his hand, and then looked at the cast iron pot on the stove beside Su Yu.

    The source of the smell appears to be the latter.

    It was a very pure spirit valley smell, mellow and sticky, which made him, a monk who has long been inedible, feel a little hungry.

     But at a glance, he saw a wooden lid tightly fastened to the iron pot on the stove.

    Lu Yizhou wanted to take a look, but Su Yu chased him away instead.

    "Your third brother is still hungry."

    Yes!

    Lu Yizhou hurriedly brushed aside his thoughts and walked towards the backyard.

    Seeing him turn around, Su Yu just wiped the sweat from the back of his neck, filled the 'unidentified powder' in the iron pot with laughter, and hid it in a mustard bag to destroy the corpse.

    After doing this, I caught up with Lu Yizhou in the courtyard outside.

    Her third junior brother, Dao Xiu Weizhao, was her first disabled junior brother in the novel, and the pitiful golden core was broken, so she had to go and see it.

    What if it can be rescued?

    Follow Lu Yizhou into the front and second right wing room. She was about to enter the room when Lu Yizhou turned back and showed a complicated expression.

    "Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother can't bear the stimulation now. If there is anything unpleasant, please let him."

    He felt that Second Senior Sister seemed to have changed a little.

    Talk to him, not as cold and domineering as before.

    Master said that everyone needs to be sharpened. Maybe with a burden on you, you can gain something.

    It seems that the second sister is indeed changing for the better.

    But while Lu Yizhou was pleased, he was also afraid that the second senior sister saw the third senior brother and suddenly changed back to the past, or even worsened.

    "Know."

    Su Yu should go.

     Walking into the back room, she had already seen the patient on the couch.

    A man with his eyes closed and his wheat-colored skin bluish-white. He looked like he was only twenty-five or six years old. Although he was in a coma, he still held a copper-colored handle between his hands. How many decorative domineering swords.

    I slept with the knife.

    Lu Yizhou's voice lowered, "The third senior brother has always been like this, the knife never leaves the body. The senior brother once said that he is the most talented and most desperate person among us, as long as he can stabilize Jindan, the avenues will definitely be explored in the future. But I didn't expect...God's will trick people."

    Su Yu felt the depression of the young man beside him.

    But Lu Yizhou quickly cheered up, put the porridge bowl on the bed, and helped Wei Zhao, who fell into a coma again.

    "He doesn't seem to be able to eat." Su Yu glanced at it and felt that he was barely able to drink porridge.

    "The meridian is damaged, the golden pill is broken, and the coma will be repeated."

    Lu Yizhou was also fortunate at this time, thanks to Uncle Li's gift of medicine.

    He carefully took out the jade bottle in the mustard bag and poured the fine powder into a small spoon.

    Su Yu was stunned when he saw it.

    This pearly white and lustrous powder texture seems a little familiar?

    She couldn't help touching the mustard bag around her waist that was always hot because she was guilty of being a thief.

    Lu Yizhou only poured a third of the spoon, and then put away the jade bottle. He moved very slowly, for fear that the excess jade core powder would leak out and be wasted.

    "This is from Uncle Li."

    Immediately he explained the cause and effect, as well as the effect of this jade pill powder.

     "But it is very rare, and the sect has not exchanged it. On the way back, I asked my friends from the monk market to ask about the medicine store."

    He squeezed Shui Ling Jue into a small spoon and poured clean water to melt the jade pill powder.

    "I hope there is an alchemist willing to refine it."

    Is it really boiled water?

    Su Yu was dumbfounded.

    Lu Yizhou quickly put the powder into the mouth of Wei Zhao who was unconscious.

    It didn't take long for Su Yu to see the third junior brother with his eyes closed and his face pale and blue.

    It's actually better.

     "Jade pill powder can make the third senior brother absorb a little spiritual energy, otherwise the meridians will be dry and stagnant, and it will be very painful."

    Lu Yizhou picked up the porridge from the bed and tried to put some into his mouth. After all, Yudan powder is scarce now, so it is still necessary to match some porridge rice.

    But as soon as one mouthful was delivered, the person on the collapsed bed coughed in pain and vomited out after one mouthful.

    "Three brothers!"

    Su Yu hurriedly took the porridge from Lu Yizhou's hand.

    She knew that this porridge was unpalatable.

    Lu Yizhou's face was ugly, but it happened that the jade slip on his waist lit up.

    He lowered his head, and a message appeared on the jade slip, and he was overjoyed when he read it.

    "Someone sells jade powder!"

     But as he continued to read, his voice gradually froze.

    "A bottle...500 spirit stones..."

    Lu Yizhou was shocked.

    Just now I only fed my senior brother a meal, and went to one-sixth of the jade bottle. Even if this bottle is saved, it will last for two days at most, which is equivalent to fifteen bottles per month, 7500 spirit stones!

    Before the senior brother left, he told him that he left 8,000 spirit stones in the room and set up restrictions. If you want to use it, you need the consent of more than three people from him, the second senior sister, or other junior brothers and sisters.

    But this is only enough for one month!

    Lu Yizhou was dumbfounded.

    "Second Senior Sister," Lu Yizhou gritted his teeth, "Can we embezzle a thousand spirit stones first and buy two bottles for the third senior brother."

    Just as Su Yu was about to speak, he heard a struggle and panting on the bed.

    "Don't...use..."

    At some point, Wei Zhao on the bed opened his eyes, and the corners of his dry mouth pursed tightly.

    "I am a waste...what spirit stone...!"

    He had already woken up and listened to them.

    "You...go..."

    Especially seeing her, Wei Zhao turned his face away for a moment, but he didn't even want to look at her.

    When Su Yu saw his eyes that were slightly purple, like gems, he suddenly remembered the unidentified picture that the original body had ridiculed him countless times.

    Later Wei Zhao surpassed her, and she hated him even more. Every time he went out on a mission, she laughed and said that he hoped he would never come back.

    Su Yu coughed lightly.

    Well, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

    "That, Fourth Junior Brother, I'm waiting for you outside. I have something to tell you."

    After she finished speaking, she turned around gracefully.

    Severely ill patients don't want to see her, so she should leave quickly, so as not to lose her popularity.

    Su Yu ran faster than Wei Zhao thought, making him clench his hands.

    "Third senior brother, in fact, second senior sister is much kinder today." Lu Yizhou wanted to ease the relationship between the two.

    But Wei Zhao interrupted him with a snap.

    He struggled to push the copper knife he had been holding on to the ground.

    Don't overdo it.

    "Take it, sell it."

    "Three brothers!"

    Knife repair, each love knife is like life.

    Lu Yizhou's heart palpitated, "You can definitely recover."

    Wei Zhao closed his eyes, like a fish thrown ashore, breathing hard, and after a long time he continued with a white face.

    "Now, on the peak...the one with the highest cultivation base is you...improve your strength, protect... juniors, brothers and sisters..."

    But for some reason, a voice told him that if he didn't condense the golden elixir this time, there would be no better time in the future.

    He actually believed this intuition, he was confused for a while, and under the impulse, he has now become a waste.

    Wei Zhao gritted his teeth in pain, "Take it for a third-grade crested qin, and the thirty-six peaks will compete... You will lead the team. Don't buy any medicine for the waste!"

    Lu Yizhou's face changed suddenly.

    Wei Zhao stopped looking at him, turned his head with difficulty, and looked out the wooden window, the senior sister who had never smiled at him in his memory.

    Now, as she wishes.

    After a cup of tea, Su Yu, who was waiting outside the room, finally saw Lu Yizhou walking out with a depressed face and heavy steps.

    "Fourth Junior Brother."

    Lu Yizhou raised his head, and then he got rid of his worries about how to replace the third senior brother to protect the mountain and how to make money to buy jade powder.

    He looked sad, "What is your order?"

    He is not in the mood now, listening to the second senior sister complaining about the third senior brother being rude to her.

    "Junior Brother, you can identify this fan for Senior Sister."

    What powder? He only wants jade pill powder now, and the rest care about his rouge gouache powder, how can a cultivator pay attention to these external things!

    Where do you know him, and how do you identify him?

    Lu Yizhou felt uncomfortable and just wanted to refuse.

    As soon as he opened his mouth and lowered his head to speak, he saw an ordinary blue and white porcelain bowl in Su Yu's hands.

    There is indeed some powder lying in it, delicate snow-white, and a little glossy, he doesn't know...

    Wait, he knows!

    "Teacher...Senior sister, what is this!?"

    Lu Yizhou held the right arm of the knife and couldn't stop shaking.

    Su Yu blinked.

    This child is not only a demon, but also myopic.

    She moved closer.

    Lu Yizhou took a step back, not daring to speak and blow into the bowl.

    He looked at his mustard bag like hell.

    The small jade bottle given by Master Li is still in his mustard bag, and its position has not moved!

    Wei Zhao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, preparing himself to be a **** that would bring down his younger brothers and sisters in the future.

    As a result, two figures came in again.

    Only this time, Su Yu was in the front and Lu Yizhou was behind.

    Wei Zhao frowned and opened his eyes, "I didn't say don't..."

    But the blue and white porcelain bowl, held by a slender white hand, brought it to him and interrupted him.

    "Third Junior Brother, it is shameful to waste food."

    "You take a breath and dry it while it's hot."