Chapter 537 Look at this poor child

   "Hallmaster, you came so early." Zhang Konghu thought Commander Liu had called Jiang Li over, and he gave the baby a candied haws at the top, and ate the rest himself.

   "You guys are chatting, I'm cooking." Zhang Konghu piled the ingredients on the ground, and took out the pots and pans from the storage ring.

   Zhang Konghu has been away all year round and is good at cooking.

  The human emperor's hall is at the lowest stage of transforming gods. As soon as there is no kitchen, Zhang Konghu can only find a place temporarily if he wants to cook.

  He started tossing around in the corner of the side hall.

   The ingredients, mainly moving pheasants, were still resisting, and Zhang Konghu wrestled with the ingredients.

  Moving pheasant, as the name suggests, its strength can move mountains, and ordinary monks dare not approach it.

  In addition to moving pheasants, there are also oxen with wings.

  Jiang Li looked up at the ox flying above his head, not knowing what to say.

  Zhang Konghu used his supernatural powers to suppress the food with the cultivation of the fit period, sharpening his knife.

   Fei Niu tried to rush out of the side hall, but bumped into Commander Huang who was walking into the side hall.

  Fei Niu was knocked unconscious, Zhang Konghu dragged it away, and never woke up again.

  Commander Huang's face was pale, his legs were trembling, and he was in a very bad state.

   "What's wrong with you?" Jiang Li hurriedly helped Commander Huang.

  Commander Huang smiled miserably: "I accidentally got poisoned on the way here. It was originally a small poison, and I could get rid of it by practicing the exercises. The poison was eliminated, but something went wrong with the exercises, and my stomach hurts all the time. I have gone to the toilet fifteen times today."

  Jiang Li quickly asked Commander Liu to support Commander Huang.

   "I said a long time ago that you'll be fine if you eat a leaf of mine. Why don't you eat it?" Commander Liu pulled out a hair and it turned into a green willow leaf.

   Commander Huang shook his head firmly.

   "Sorry, sorry, I was delayed on the road." Commander Mu also arrived, but he was not alone. Behind him was a brown-skinned female cultivator with a shy face.

   Ayisu, the patriarch of the Gu clan.

  Commander Liu told Commander Mu privately that he could succeed by reversing the skills of chasing girls taught by Jiang Li.

   Now it seems that it is true.

  Ayisu greeted everyone with a blushing face, and Commander Mu also said that the two would choose a date to get married.

  Jiang Li thought that he taught well, nodded with a smile, and said that he would definitely go.

  My own method is still useful. It took only ten years for Commander Mu to succeed.

   "Punch me!" Zhang Konghu yelled, and punched the minced meat with all his strength, revealing his shadow quickly with his punches.

   "Please keep your voice down." Commander Huang mumbled while clutching his stomach. He was running the exercises, but when he was about to recover, Zhang Konghu frightened him, and the trajectory of the exercises returned to the original state.

   "You don't understand. Beating the minced meat will make the minced meat extra tough. When you finish eating the beef **** I made, you won't want to eat other people's meatballs again." Zhang Konghu was full of confidence, and punched out the sound of breaking through the air.

   "Then I don't want to eat." Commander Huang shook his head.

  Zhang Konghu took out another kitchen knife and cooked chicken for nothing. His boasting voice was very rhythmic, and the baby kept nodding his head when he heard it.

  The little baby gnawed the candied haws very hard. The coat of the candied haws was so slippery that he couldn’t put his mouth down, so he could only eat it in one bite.

   Now he heard the sound of Zhang Konghu chopping vegetables, and finally gave up on being an enemy of candied haws.

   "This child is so cute, Xiaomu, let's have one too." Ayisu stepped forward to tease the child, smiling happier than the child.

   Commander Mu coughed and said in a low voice, "We'll talk about it when we get home."

  Ayisu also realized that it was inappropriate to say such things in public, so he lowered his head shyly.

   "Then, then wait to go home."

   "Have you tested the spiritual root, what kind of spiritual root?" Seeing that the baby stopped crying, Jiang Li approached and teased the baby.

   "Golden Lingen."

   "The aptitude is good. When this child starts to practice, I will tailor a exercise for him."

   "Then I would be very grateful to the Palace Master." Commander Ma Zhuo quickly thanked him.

   At this time Zhang Konghu came over: "I'm going to make claypot rice."

   Commander Ma Zhuo was so frightened that he quickly protected the child: "I can't give you the child."

  Zhang Konghu couldn't quite understand the reaction of the two colleagues: "I asked Brother Jiang to borrow a fire. The better the quality of the fire, the better the claypot rice."

  Jiang Li became interested and went to help.

   A ball of Nanming Lihuo appeared in his palm, burning claypot rice.

   "Brother Jiang, why did I remember that you are not very good at cooking?" Zhang Konghu scratched his head.

  Facing Zhang Konghu's questioning, Jiang Li was very unhappy: "I don't know how to cook complicated dishes, but the key to claypot rice is to control the flame, which is not difficult for me."

   After a while, Jiang Li put away the fire, lifted the lid, and found that under the burning of Nanming Li fire, the rice and the pot were fused together, making it difficult to separate.

   Either don't eat it, or eat it with rice and pot.

  Commander Mu saw this, put his arms around Ayisu and analyzed: "The move of the lord has a profound meaning. Nanming Lihuo is a test. Under the test of the flame, the rice and the pot have overcome difficulties and become one. This is the lord's blessing to us."

  Ayisu lightly beat Commander Mu's chest, saying he hated it.

  Jiang Li put the claypot rice in front of Commander Mu with no expression on his face: "Then eat your blessings."

   Commander Mu suddenly stopped talking.

  Later, Zhang Konghu made another claypot rice.

  When Zhang Konghu was cooking, a golden light appeared, and a vision of heaven and earth appeared. The phantom of the dragon and the tiger fought and killed in the air. After the winner was decided, the phantom of the dragon and the tiger returned to the dish.

   "What the **** is this?" Commander Ma was stunned for a long time, trying to figure out why.

  Jiang Li explained from the side: "Kong Hu modified the "Golden Light Curse" and created the "Golden Light Curse". When cooking, there will be random phenomena in the sky."

   "What's the use of this?"

   "What do you think is the most important thing in a duel between two masters?"

"What?"

   "It's momentum."

  Everyone chatted for a while, Zhang Konghu cooked the meal and invited everyone to come and eat.

  Commander Mu lightly clamped the beef tendon ball that Zhang Konghu had been bragging about for a long time, bit hard, and the beef tendon ball bounced out.

   "..."

  Is it necessary to play like this?

   I have to say that Zhang Konghu is very talented in cooking. Anyone who sees a table of delicious dishes will drool.

  Little babies are no exception.

  The little baby watched everyone eat helplessly, and sucked on the pacifier with aggrieved eyes.

   "Look how pitiful this child is." Zhang Konghu couldn't stand it any longer. He picked up a chopstick and waved it around in front of the child, then ate it by himself.

   "The child is so far away that he can't even see what the vegetables look like. Come on, let's take a closer look." Every time Zhang Konghu ate the vegetables, he would walk around in front of the baby.

  The smell is so strong that the little baby can't stop drooling, so he can only **** the pacifier vigorously.

  Commander Huang sorted out the operation route of the exercises, and finally his stomach pain stopped. When he looked up, there were only empty plates left on the dining table.

  Zhang Konghu slapped his forehead: "Forget about you."

  (end of this chapter)