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The next day, early morning.

"The head informs that the date to go to Lingyun Island has been set, and the holy son is asked to go to Linglong Zhongfeng to gather on time in 30 days."

An inner disciple reported.

Chu Nan hugged Qing Qiong in his arms without looking back, just nodded silently and said: "Got it."

In one day, his spiritual power finally recovered seven or eighty-eight, and his battle with Shangguan Xunhan caused his spiritual power to bottom out again. What was even more frightening was that "Blood Sea Boundless" has the characteristics of absorbing spiritual power. Brother Wen and others The upper limit of his spiritual power is gone, even Chu Nan himself almost thought that his spiritual power would not be able to recover.

After the inner disciple left, Chu Nan, who had rested in the hut for three days, finally stretched his waist and stepped out the door.

Sunny, warm.

Fresh air.

Chu Nan took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

"Brother Chu, you won't abandon Qing Qiong again, will you?" Qing Qiong pouted in his arms, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

Seeing her appearance, Chu Nan couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said softly: "Silly girl, it's my brother's fault, my brother shouldn't have left you there for so long!"

Speaking of Qing Qiong's return, Chu Nan was a little puzzled.

According to Qing Qiong herself, she found the way home in the dark by herself, but this is the Linglong Sect, and Qing Qiong has no tokens, and the formations of various peaks intercept her, how can she be a little girl?

But regarding this matter, Chu Nan did not delve into it. It was not a day or two before he appeared in everyone's eyes with Qing Qiong in his arms.

Presumably, most of the disciples helped send her back, right?

"Hmph, brother is bad!"

"Well, brother is bad! Let's go!"

Chu Nan smiled and shook his head. While talking, he glanced at the distant sky and said, "By the way, Qing Qiong, are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"Then, brother will take you to eat something delicious!"

"Delicious? Okay, let's go then!"

……

There is still a month to go, and I just have time to do that.

Thinking about it, Chu Nan took a step and left the small courtyard on the hillside.

This time, he didn't meet any acquaintances, but went straight to the outer door.

Qing Qiong, who saw the scenery of the outer door for the first time, was very excited. Compared with the air-conditioning of the inner door, the children obviously prefer the smell of fireworks in the world.

"Son!"

"Holy Son, why are you here!"

Soon, Chu Nan's appearance caused the outer disciples to exclaim.

Seeing this, he only stretched out one finger and made a small gesture: "Shh!"

All the disciples of the outer sect immediately nodded and booed, and did not dare to make any loud noise.

However, the outer disciples still murmured in their hearts.

Dignified Holy Son, what are you doing at the outer gate?There is nothing in this place that deserves the coming of the Holy Son himself.

So here comes the question, where is Chu Nan going?

The answer is obvious, the entire outer door, the place he is familiar with, is only there.

In the stove room.

"Stinky boy, the pot must be steady, and the hand must be quick! If you grind like this, do you want all the disciples in the inner sect to eat fried dishes?"

From far away, Chu Nan heard Zhu Dachang's loud voice.

In a daze, he recalled the days when he was in Huozaofang.

There is no intrigue, and there is no distinction between strong and weak, and some are just the friendship of the same clan.

It has to be said that those days were the most comfortable time he had ever lived.

"Brother Zhu, you're still busy!" Pushing open the door, Chu Nan smiled brightly.

The stove room, which was still in full swing just now, suddenly fell silent.

The cooks in the many fire kitchens are looking at me and I looking at you, and no one dared to say a word for a while.

"Why, there are flowers on my face?" Chu Nan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Zhu Dachang hesitated for a while, then suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted: "The Holy Son is here, but I can't get far... Please forgive me!"

"Get up, why kneel?"

Seeing that the cooks in the other fire kitchens had to follow suit, Chu Nan quickly frowned, pretending to be displeased, and then pulled Zhu Dachang up.

This scene made the disciples of Huozaofang, who was the monk of Zhang Er, puzzled.

"Holy Son, you...you..." Zhu Dachang opened his mouth, unable to utter a complete sentence for a while.

Chu Nan rolled his eyes so much that it was almost heavenly. He said angrily, "You, you, what are you? Who are we? We are from your fire kitchen. Do we deserve to be complimented? Besides, it's just in your stomach That bit of ink, if you can’t meet it from far away, you can say that the city is not far away, Brother Zhu, you’d better save it!”

"Ah..." Zhu Dachang was a little embarrassed and scratched his head in embarrassment.

At this time, Qing Qiong jumped out of Chu Nan's embrace, and then ran all the way to the dishes that were ready to be sealed, and stretched out his little hand to grab them.

The onlookers wanted to stop, but Chu Nan had an extraordinary status, and the status of the little girl who could be hugged by Chu Nan could be imagined, so how dare they speak out?

Seeing this, Chu Nan had no choice but to take the initiative to shout: "Qing Qiong, don't touch it, those are for your sisters and brothers!"

While talking, he turned his head to look at Zhu Dachang and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu, let's cook two side dishes and get some wine, let's drink and talk at the same time?"

"Yes!"

"Again?"

"I... Hey! Good! I'll do it right away!"

"That's right, if you are more polite to me, we will be really unhappy!"

Chu Nan joked, and took Qing Qiong to the inner room of the fire stove, which was the room where sundries were piled up on weekdays, and it was also the place where the cooks rested.

Looking at his back, Zhu Dachang was very uncertain.

The disparity in identities is too great, he really can't figure out, the dignified son, what are you trying to do in his dilapidated kitchen!

"Brother Zhu, shall we?" A chef stepped forward and asked hesitantly.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and get it, I want to teach you! By the way, take out all the good wine we have picked up recently, after all, you are the Holy Son!" Zhu Dachang booed, and his mood became more and more nervous.

A moment later, in the utility room of the fire stove room.

Chu Nan took a sip of the wine, couldn't help laughing and said, "It's still the same taste! Let me guess, this time there are not only spirit wine, but also Nurhong, Qionghua juice, and Suihantang! Tsk tsk, several good wines are blended together One pot, Brother Zhu, you really know how to enjoy it!"

Zhu Dachang on the opposite side was fidgeting.

Picking out food and drinks, whether it is a big deal or a small thing, the key depends on what the Holy Son thinks.

However, Chu Nan never planned to ask about picking out ingredients from the beginning to the end.

"Brother Zhu, let me get straight to the point! Cooperate with me, and I will solve the problem of the stove." Chu Nan didn't hesitate, took a sip of wine, and immediately went straight to the point.

Hearing this, Zhu Dachang was even more confused: "Shengzi Chu, what do you think?"

"Call me Chu Nan. As for me, I just want to bring you Huozaofang to earn some spirit stones. Specifically, let's talk while drinking."

"Okay, you say."

Talking about this, Zhu Dachang didn't feel sleepy anymore, he nodded and sat down immediately.

When the food and wine came to the table, Qing Qiong was very sensible, and did not need Chu Nan to intervene, and started to eat on his own, and from time to time praised the craftsmanship of Huozaofang.

And Chu Nan told Zhu Dachang his thoughts in detail.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Zhu Dachang finally understood what exactly Chu Nan was going to do.

"Chunan, can your idea really come true?"

"No problem, as long as you nod."

Zhu Dachang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Stop the bold, starve the timid! His grandma, let's do it!"

"Is this my brother Zhu!" Chu Nan raised his glass and drank it with Zhu Dachang.

……

Soon, a piece of gossip spread like wildfire, and the inner disciples of Linglong Sect were shocked.

But Shangguan Xunhan who received the news laughed.

He was condescending, and with that contemptuous smile, he informed his disciples below: "Do you think that the matter of Chu Shengzi can be accomplished?"

"I... can't tell."

"What is there to say?" Shangguan Xunhan's smile became even stronger. He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Cultivators of immortals, how can they be greedy for their tongues? Get ready, aren't they going to open in seven days? A good gift, after seven days, I want to see if his exquisite dining room can be opened!"