Chapter 11
Ji Mingqing looked at the kitchen, which had been a mess a moment ago but was now back to normal, and made up his mind not to be soft-hearted again. He stood up to cheer himself up, then walked out the door and saw Cui Ding standing there with a dejected look on his face, like a child who had done something wrong.
Seeing him like this, Ji Mingqing's heart softened instantly. But thinking about what had just happened, he pinched his fingers again, and said with a slightly serious expression: "You should use less magic here in the future."
Cui Ding was dejected. From now on, he would make up for the magic skills that he could not use during the day at night, and he would no longer have days off.
Ji Mingqing pursed his lips, feeling a little troubled. The contract had been signed, the money had been paid, and the people had stayed. What kind of work could he do?
Or the kind of work that would keep him away.
"How about this, you take a break first, and we'll figure out what you can do later."
Cui Ding was relieved to see that Ji Mingqing did not blame him. Fortunately, if he had been allowed to leave, the mission would have been aborted, and it would have failed under the nose of the Lord.
Ji Mingqing returned to the kitchen and prepared the meal. As usual, he called out to the outside, "Xiao Wan!"
Xiaowan? Who is Xiaowan? Cui Ding was stunned for a moment, and then saw their Lord jumped onto the table, waiting for Ji Mingqing to serve him. Cui Ding finally reacted.
The Lord's name is Xiaowan!
As if sensing Cui Ding's surprise, Bai Cangze suddenly turned around and looked at Cui Ding. Cui Ding immediately sent a voice message to Bai Cangze to assure him, "I will never spread this matter."
After hearing this, Bai Cangze nodded slightly. Cui Ding breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, his heart was lifted again because of Ji Mingqing's words.
"Cui Ding, come and have dinner."
Then he saw Ji Mingqing push the bowl in front of the Lord away, making a space, and then put another bowl of rice on it.
"Come on, let's eat together." After saying this, Ji Mingqing even waved to himself. Then he saw Ji Mingqing sitting next to the Lord, picked up the chopsticks, and ate at the same table with the Lord.
Cui Ding was stunned. He had never seen the Lord eat anything when he went to the battlefield before. Even when Kunze Palace held a banquet, the Lord would at most drink a few sips of Jade Dew, and he would never eat anything.
Bai Cangze was a little impatient. He raised his paw and slammed it hard on the table. Cui Ding immediately felt his legs moving uncontrollably towards the dining table.
Ji Mingqing didn't notice anything wrong. Seeing Cui Ding sitting down steadily, he said, "Try my cooking. If you like it, please help me promote it if you have the chance."
Cui Ding numbly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the shrimp and egg closest to him and put it in his mouth, thinking of finishing it quickly and leaving the table. Unexpectedly, the moment the shrimp entered his mouth, he suddenly felt as if his taste buds were liberated.
"What's this?" Cui Ding forgot about the master who was suppressing him. "I've never seen shrimps cooked like this before."
"This? This is pretty common. It's just tomatoes, eggs, and shrimp fried together. It goes really well with rice. The three of us can just keep it simple. I didn't make anything complicated."
However, Ji Mingqing still has his own selfish motives. Xiaowan likes to eat seafood very much. Every time he is given seafood, he will eat it all. But he is hesitant about other meats, and sometimes there will be some left.
Seeing that Cui Ding liked it, Ji Mingqing tilted his head and looked at Xiaowan, "Xiaowan, do you like today's food?"
Bai Cangze did not answer, but showed with his actions that he was very satisfied with today's food. The plate in front of him was quickly cleared out.
Just when Ji Mingqing was about to add some more to Xiaowan, he slapped his forehead and said, "I didn't control the amount well. I didn't make too much today, and there's nothing left in the pot. Xiaowan, if you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow."
As soon as Ji Mingqing finished speaking, Cui Ding's hand holding the chopsticks and reaching for the plate stopped in mid-air. Ji Mingqing noticed his movement and didn't know what was wrong with him. Then he saw Cui Ding retract his hand angrily and push his plate in front of Xiaowan.
"Are you still eating?"
Bai Cangze looked up with an ambiguous look in his eyes, then turned around, jumped off the table, and went back to the lounge chair in the yard to bask in the sun.
Ji Mingqing did not find Cui Ding's behavior strange at all. He felt that Cui Ding finally had something good in him.
I didn't expect that he was also a cat lover. I thought he had been avoiding Xiaowan just because he didn't like him.
After dinner, Ji Mingqing found Cui Ding and prepared to tell him the plan he had just come up with.
"Cui Ding, I wonder if you would be willing to help me promote it." Ji Mingqing discussed with Cui Ding.
This was a method he had just come up with. Cui Ding had been in the fairy world for so many years and had been on the battlefield before. He must have many comrades or friends who were very familiar with him, or even had a good relationship with him. If Cui Ding could let everyone taste what he made once, he was fully confident that he could keep at least half of them as repeat customers.
Didn’t you see that Cui Ding couldn’t stop eating just now?
"Go out for promotion? How do you go out for promotion?" Cui Ding asked curiously. Ji Mingqing thought for a long time and scratched his head. Indeed, at least he had to make a flyer, but he was not prepared at all now.
Thinking of this, Ji Mingqing said to Cui Ding, "Wait for me here for a while. I'm going out to buy some things and will be back soon." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Xiaowan with a little worry.
"Xiaowan, help me look after the house."
Cui Ding: Although I know that he is the Lord, I still feel that I am being looked down upon.
"What are you going to do when you're out? I might have what you need."
That's right, so Ji Mingqing asked, "Do you have paper and pen? I need to make a flyer."
Unexpectedly, Cui Ding actually had some here. He had always kept them ready. The Lord often asked him to copy scriptures to calm his mind, and he would check them from time to time, so he habitually carried paper and pen with him. Unexpectedly, they came in handy here.
Ji Mingqing was overjoyed, but then he was in trouble. The gods in the fairy world still stuck to the ancient living habits. Everyone used brushes and rice paper, and he had never used a brush or rice paper to write.
Seeing Ji Mingqing looking troubled, Cui Ding took the task of writing on himself.
"Let me do it. You tell me and I'll write."
Seeing how confident he was, Ji Mingqing immediately moved a stool and sat next to him, and the two of them began to think about what should be written on the flyer.
"No one in the Immortal Realm has used flyers in a long time, so there's no reference," Cui Ding reminded him. "So whatever you write will do."
Ji Mingqing thought about it and decided that if that was the case, he might as well make a poster like the ones usually posted on doors when a new shop opens, with big, shiny characters.
"Just write it like this: New store opening, 30% discount for bookings in the first week, then return to the original price."
Cui Ding was listening to Ji Mingqing's words while writing a graceful cursive script on the paper. After seeing his handwriting, Ji Mingqing couldn't help but admire it and said, "I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful."
That was because Cui Ding had copied all the scriptures of the immortal world at least five times, so he could practice even the ugliest handwriting. Thinking of this, Cui Ding couldn't help but feel a little proud. "What's the name of the store? I promise to write it beautifully!"
Cui Ding's question stunned Ji Mingqing. Seeing his reaction, Cui Ding was a little bit incredulous. "You haven't chosen a name for this place yet? Aren't you planning to open a restaurant?"
"When did I say I was going to open a restaurant?" Ji Mingqing immediately retorted, then he moved his stool, turned his back, and hit his head hard.
How could I forget something as important as naming?
"It's not too late to think about it now." Cui Ding said calmly, "What do you think is a better name?"
Ji Mingqing turned back and said in confusion, "How about you give me some advice?"
Cui Ding quietly glanced in the direction of Bai Cangze, then said casually, "Why not call it Kunze Tower, so we can pay tribute to him."
Ji Mingqing looked at Cui Ding with a "Are you crazy?" expression. "It's good enough that I didn't deliberately avoid using these three words, but you still let me post them. What if someone accuses us of riding on his popularity? That person must have a lot of followers."
"Of course. Wherever the Lord goes, everyone rushes to worship him. Those people would feel extremely honored if they could just see him once. If the Lord spoke to them, they would want to find the entire fairyland and hold a three-day banquet."
"So if I call myself Kunzelou, those people will think I'm a fake and no one will come. They may even stay away from me." Ji Mingqing quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it. I'll figure it out myself."
Ji Mingqing sat waiting and looked around his small courtyard. Generally, people would name their yard according to its characteristics, but his yard didn't have any special features, which was really annoying.
The next second, Ji Mingqing turned his head and saw a large patch of lush and leafy spirit-gathering fruits planted in the corner. He immediately forgot his previous worries, and his whole mind was filled with the joy of the harvest.
Wait, the joy of harvest!
Ji Mingqing slapped his thigh and said, "Let's just call it Fengxi Garden. I hope we can feel the joy of a good harvest every day."
Cui Ding naturally didn't say anything bad, but after picking the name, Ji Mingqing's emotions suddenly became high. He stood up and jumped in front of Bai Cangze.
"Xiaowan, what do you think of this name? When we have a good harvest, I'll buy you some snacks!"
After saying that, he ignored Xiaowan's response and ran around the yard on his own, "Fengxiyuan, Cui Ding! Write down that Fengxiyuan's new store is opening!"
Cui Ding wrote with a flourish of his brush, and just as he had said, the three characters "Feng Xi Yuan" were written with great vigor and vitality, and each stroke carried a powerful force. Ji Mingqing couldn't help but applaud after seeing it, "Excellent calligraphy, excellent calligraphy!"
After the flyer was finished, Cui Ding suggested, "Why don't you give me a few prepared meals and I'll take them out for them to try. If someone likes them, maybe we can attract more customers."
Ji Mingqing thought this was a good idea, but he didn't have any extra food, so he had to take out two portions of the meal he had prepared for the palace lord, and then divided them into more than a dozen small portions before handing them all to Cui Ding.
"Just a small portion per person. If anyone likes it, you can ask them to visit our Fengxi Garden." When hearing the name of Fengxi Garden, Ji Mingqing felt inexplicably proud.
In the evening, the two men went back to their respective homes, but Cui Ding, knowing that he had done something wrong, stood at the gate of Kunze Palace and did not dare to enter.
At this time, a colleague came over and saw Cui Ding. He stepped forward and greeted him, "Where have you been, Old Cui? Wasn't your mission canceled? Why are you still out?"
After hearing this, Cui Ding quickly took out the fairy ring that had been sleeping in the storage bag for a long time. Only then did he realize what kind of news he had missed.
The habit of not reading the news is killing people!
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——The naming waste nodded with satisfaction
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