The darker it was, the higher the wind was.
A figure sneaked out of the room. He tapped his feet repeatedly, and his figure was as sharp as a civet cat and a snow rabbit. In a few steps, he slipped towards the rear of Mount Hua.
Ling Huchong woke up in the middle of the night and happened to notice this scene. He rubbed his eyes fiercely to make sure that he was not seeing things. His heart instantly tightened and he was about to shout out loud.
However, he soon gave up on doing so.
"Strange, why does that back feel so familiar?”
Linghu Chong was a brave man, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he quietly followed.
Creak, the kitchen door was gently pushed open, Yue Buqun quietly slipped in.
A dignified sect leader, sneaking around in his own lair in the middle of the night, to be honest, Yue Buqun wanted to refuse, but he had no choice, that young master Ning Caichen had given him too much.
Although 20% didn't seem high, Yue Buqun was already very satisfied. After all, if the other party didn't cooperate with him, it would be the same as cooperating with someone else, and Ning Gongzi's cooperation with someone else wouldn't affect him, he, Old Yue, wouldn't get anything. Therefore, Yue Buqun was actually grateful.
However, it wasn't appropriate for the dignified Huashan Sect Master to be a chef, so Yue Buqun could only sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night.
He hadn't been to the kitchen many times, but he had seen it a few times. Martial artists developed their physical bodies. Although their IQ wouldn't increase drastically, it was normal for their memory to improve. Therefore, even if he had only seen it a few times, Yue Buqun was still clear about how to use the general things.
He lit the lamp and lit the fire in a somewhat unfamiliar manner. Then, he casually picked it up and placed it aside. The chef had already washed it and prepared it for tomorrow's dish.
He raised the kitchen knife and touched it with his hand that was used to touching swords. He felt a little awkward. After playing with it in the air for a while, Sect Leader Yue gradually found a feeling.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a radish flew into the air. The kitchen knife flashed in the air at lightning speed. After a breath, the radish pieces fell onto the chopping board. Each piece was of the same size and thickness. It was a shocking standard.
"Then what should I do? I think we need to drain the oil first?"
Yue Buqun started to cook the radish with his little memory.
Not long after, accompanied by an extremely terrible taste, a plate of black things appeared on the plate. Looking at the mysterious dish on the plate, Yue Buqun fell into silence.
Therefore, those who played with swords were born to be chefs. This was actually a lie!
"Pfft…"
Making such a dish, Yue Buqun was already in a bad mood, and the sudden laughter made his bad mood even worse.
Turning his head, Yue Buqun's sharp eyes directly shot towards the source of the laughter.
"Not good!" Linghu Chong's expression changed as he prepared to flee.
However, how could his speed be faster than Yue Buqun? Just as he turned around, he felt a strong hand on his shoulder.
Ling Huchong's body stiffened. He slowly turned around and scratched his head awkwardly,""M-Master, I really didn't mean to peek.”
"Master, please forgive me this time.”
"Is that so ~" Yue Buqun said faintly.
"Master, actually, your culinary skills are not bad. At least the things you make look good.”
"So, you laughed out loud?" Yue Buqun's voice grew colder.
Linghu Chong's heart skipped a beat. He knew that his master was the one who cared the most about his reputation. After such a scandal, he wouldn't be so embarrassed that he would put justice before family, right?
Seemingly seeing through Linghu Chong's thoughts, Yue Buqun patted his shoulder: "Don't worry. A master for a day is a father for life. Why would I harm you?”
Ling Huchong finally relaxed. He scratched his head and smiled,""Master, you're still the best."
"Since you know that your master is good to you, then it's not a problem to help your master with a small favor, right?”
" Master!" Ling Huchong patted his chest and said," Master, as long as you say the word, I won't frown even if I have to climb a mountain of knives or go through a sea of fire!"”
"I don't need you to climb a mountain of blades, nor do I need you to go into a sea of fire.”Yue Buqun said softly,"I only need you to help me taste the dishes."”
Linghu Chong was petrified as he stared blankly at the unknown black substance on the table. His throat rolled as he thought about how this thing would enter his stomach. Linghu Chong shivered as if he had been electrocuted.
"Master, then you'd better kill me!”
"Alright!" Yue Buqun raised a hand, and purple light filled his hand, as if he was going to slap Linghu Chong to death in the next moment.
Linghu Chong was on the verge of tears." Master, don't be rash. I'm just joking. I'll eat. Can't I just eat?"”
Yue Buqun put down his hand,"Then go, what are you waiting for?"”
Looking at the black lump on the table again, Linghu Chong felt a sense of solemnity. Step by step, as if he was walking towards a cliff, he slowly moved towards the stove.
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On the other side, after nearly a day, the spirit wine refined from the roots of the thousand-year-old ginseng king finally took shape.
Ning Caichen immediately scanned the newly appeared spirit wine with the sweep function.
[Name: Unnamed Wine]
[Grade: Tier 3]
[Description: A medicinal wine made from the thousand-year-old ginseng king's jade roots and a variety of medicinal herbs.]
[Effect: Greatly recovers one's magic power and stamina. Below Tier 4, can recover all of them in one go. Can replenish one's essence, qi, and spirit. Can heal a certain degree of injuries. Can expel the lethargy in one's body and restore a certain degree of youth.] Will not increase lifespan!)
[Recoverable price: 3000 points]
"I can only say that it's truly worthy of being a thousand-year-old ginseng king. Its effects are indeed shocking!”
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