After noon, it is from evening.

"Strange things happen every year, and we will fall into the palace this year." Zhang Madam twisted her butt and went to the fourth floor. "Yiyi, things are amazing. That day, Mr. Gu actually made such a big noise with the palm that day."

"Win?"

"I lost!" Zhang Mama shouted exaggeratedly.

"Lost?" Yiyi's face changed and she immediately stood up, "Then Mr. Gu is okay?"

"What Mr. Gu, I lost the game. Tell me about this. He is an unknown boy. Even if he is the younger brother of Yu Zhenxuan, Ye Xiaoniang, he is just a chef. Now the cultivator's face is ruined. How can he end in the future?"

"Win it?" Xie Yiyi opened her mouth wide and muttered, "It turns out that I wasn't a lie to me, I can really win."

Zhang Madam Zhang warned: "Yiyi, you have to listen to your mother. If he loses today, everything is easy to say. The Cultivation Academy teaches him a lesson and will not pay attention to him in the future. He likes to look at his waist and is willing to spend money. But if he wins, that is another matter. There are many old men in Luyang Academy. Don't you think of a way to tell him that he is amazing in the future?"

Xie Yiyi argued: "If it's not that, mom, please rest assured. The palms make it a fair fight with him. Losing means losing, winning means winning. Even if you can't afford to lose, you can't take revenge immediately, otherwise you will be polite, which is the least welcome to those adults."

Zhang Mama thought about it and made some sense. But then she waved her handkerchief and shook it.

"Even so, that's not possible. This man has offended the Immortal Academy to death. Can he still be left in the future?"

"Yiyi understands what my mother said, today's victory is invincible. But Yiyi also knows a little bit about that young master, he is a character."

"What kind of character is he? He just misled people and misled Ye Xiaoniang!"

...

Gu Yi woke up in a leisurely manner, thought about where he was, turned his head and looked at him, there was no one in the room.

My stomach was rumbling, not even a meal.

However, when you touch the ribs, you feel a little different. Feeling the lines on it, Gu Yi knew that it was the Sanyuan Wound Spirit Talisman.

With its help, it may be cured within seven days.

Where is the person.

Gu Yi lifted the quilt and walked out. A little girl opened the door with a wooden plate. She was surprised and said, "Hey? You guy, can you leave?"

His body's recovery is stronger than others.

However, this girl was a little bit slim, which was not important. What was important was that she looked very good. She tied a double bun hair style with pink silk satin. Liu Hai was bent on both sides of her cheeks, with big eyes and super cute.

Ah, I'm dead.

"Who are you? You... give me medicine?" Gu Yi asked, looking at the bottles and jars in her hand.

"Well~ I'm Chong Chong. Sister Yue'er and Xiao Meng are both busy. I'm changing the medicine for you. But I didn't expect you to recover so well, little boy..."

The voice is soft, it is a cute girl voice.??

"It's not going well... it hurts," Gu Yi covered his chest and sat on the ground, "I suddenly felt it really hurt."

"Little young master!"

When Ma Yuan outside the house heard something was going on, he quickly came in with a bowl, "Master! How are you?"

Gu Yi was already hungry, and in his eyes, he saw Ma Yuan holding a bowl of the boss, with white breath gushing out. This guy was full of oil in his mouth, and his cheeks felt bloated.

"Just kidding, help me sit down."

Ma Yuan wanted to reach out, but was disliked, "All hands are full of oil, don't touch me!"

"I'll do it." Zhu Chong put down the wooden plate.

"Master, you scared me to death!" Ma Tuzi cried with a drooping face, but the whisper in his mouth was not affected at all.

I ate a big mouthful of fish with tears in my eyes.

Gu Yi originally wanted to speak, but he smashed his mouth and felt a little unnecessary. No matter how scared he was, it would not affect your meal anyway.

What a villain.

"Then what, Zhunzhu, I vaguely remember that I said I was hungry before I fell down. Where is my meal?"

"Young Master is really sorry... no." Chong Chong was a little worried.

Gu Yi:???

"No? I don't have this bald man eating so happily?"

I couldn't help but look at the bare head, and Chongchong said, "There are embroidered sea bass. The hot pot you mentioned... and what beef rice there are, those without."

"Sea bass is enough, I'll eat sea bass."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you and call the little girl here by the way. She's so worried."

When Ma Yuan heard that Gu Yi was hungry, he quickly digged bites and bites from the side until he cleaned the bowl and was full of mouth before he came to sit down.

"Master, are you really okay? You and Fan Ling are fighting too fiercely!"

"How is he? Are he dead?"

"If you die, you and I can't eat the fish, so we should be fed to the fish. We should be injured more than you, after all, you broke his white-killed chicken."

Ma Yuan had never seen Hexian before, he didn't know.

But Gu Yi always felt that the chicken felt a little familiar.

"What's the name of the chicken he raised?"

"It's called "shot yellow," Ma Yuan replied.

"What? It's also called ejaculation yellow?" Gu Yike really felt strange, "I've grown up with ejaculation yellow."

"It seems that my master has seen it before. It's like this. Shooting yellow has not grown up. It was originally a very big and big eagle called Junjun."

"The kind with wings can fly. Later, he kept catching chickens, which made the vice president unhappy, so he shot it onto the wall and demoted it to the chicken."

"After hanging on the wall, the wind and sun are exposed, the hair faded and the hair faded out and turned yellow and could not fly any more."

"The vice president said that the eagle had a very thick-skinned face and did not repent, so he changed its name to Shooting Huang and asked him to remember this lesson. However, the one that was made by the palm was not really Shooting Huang, it was all transformed from feathers."

"So powerful? There are many more people to say so?" Gu Yi was suddenly very excited.

Ma Yuan thought about it and used an exaggerated tone, "There are many!"

"That's great! Since there are many, let's go and catch a hundred million points and kill and eat it. No one should notice the howl?"

"That one cannot be eaten." At the door, Ye Xiaoniang walked in with Zhuchuang, "Is the bass I made not delicious? I have to think about eating that spirit chicken."

"You little girl, you don't understand that eating chicken is a belief."

Even though he said so, he still brought the embroidered bass that night and asked Ma Yuan to leave the table and stand aside. After a while, his saliva flowed out and it was very disgusting.

In addition to this dish, there is also a crystal clear green leaf meat porridge, the rice grains in it are as white as shell teeth and as tender as tofu, which makes people's appetite greatly increase.

"Brother, how do you feel?"

“It’s delicious.”

"Not this, I mean how your body feels?"

"You can eat or drink without any illness." Gu Yi moved his chopsticks and asked again: "Why can't that spirit chicken be eaten?"

"She Huang is the owner of the museum. Although he was demoted to a chicken by the vice president because of mistakes, he was not a chicken. If he was eaten, the owner of the museum would not be able to kill anyone. You must not have this idea."

This is indefinitely.

What if the owner wants to eat it himself?

Will we not be able to share it at that time?

Or maybe the vice president wanted to eat the eagle, but he was poisoned late at night and couldn't help but roast it, so he deliberately took out a chicken and said that it was an eagle.

Eh?

It's amazing.

Gu Yi bit the chopsticks and his eyes lit up.

When he turned around and became stronger, he fooled people like this, and took a duck and said that he had turned the yellow shot into a duck.

So I silently encouraged myself in my heart, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi,

Don't let a chicken be eaten?

Funny, there is no reason for this anywhere.

"Brother, what kind of hot pot you mentioned is? I checked the recipe but couldn't find it."

hot pot?

When it comes to this, Gu Yi wants to cry. He is greedy.

"If you want to say it, can you do it, little mom?"

"Of course." Ye Xiaoniang suddenly started to put her hips on her hips.

"But brother, I also want to see what the hot pot is. I don't know how sweet and salty it is. You are hurt on your body now. If you can't eat it, you have to wait until your health is better. And... Let Fan Ling lead you to the martial arts hall, and wait until your health is better."

Gu Yi was thinking two words in his mind: reliable.

He stayed in the mountains for a few years, and his food was so bad that he dreamed of eating hot pot!

If there is a chef, Ye Xiaoniang, who says orally, it might be better.

He is happy to do this.

"For the sake of hot pot, I will get better soon!"—
Chapter completed!