All the spring scenery in Wanchun Courtyard has become quiet because Bingtuozi's arrival has ended this smokeless competition. Even a certain junior sister from the Hehuan Sect has more cloth on her body again.
The preparation process for the event went on smoothly and in an orderly manner.
Ying Bing drank some tea in the hall, then got up and went to the kitchen, like a ray of moonlight shining into the world.
All the flowers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. When she was here, the feeling of oppression was too great.
This is not just a suppression of your aura and appearance, but she is also your financial sponsor, which is simply fatal.
"Tu Yan just went too far. Isn't she angry?"
"Is this the demeanor of Fairy Han? No wonder she is so prosperous."
"She wasn't just talking, she really wanted to go to the kitchen to cook for us. She's quite nice."
Li Mo: “….”
You really can't see the word "danger" above your head, it's so red it's weird!
Sighing, he stood up and followed him to the kitchen.
.....
At the same time, next door to Fengyue Cottage.
As the sky gradually darkened, many customers came and went. Since this place was changed into a foot massage parlor, it has gradually gained a reputation, and more and more dignitaries have come to experience foot massage.
Several of the guests in the private rooms looked relaxed and occasionally hummed softly.
The technician was so confused that she couldn't figure out whether the customer was a man or a woman.
"Take it. The extra is considered as reward money."
The burly middle-aged man in the lead handed over an ingot of silver.
"Then we won't disturb the guests."
Hua Nongying reached out to take it, but found that the other person's fingers were faintly sliding across the back of her hand.
She frowned, and seeing the other person's expression, she was not sure whether it was intentional or not, so she walked out of the room and closed the door.
"The fourth Hundred Flowers' beauty is truly stunning. If I could have her face..."
The sturdy middle-aged man sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingertips, and his face actually flushed.
Clear and turbid yin and yang energy appeared around him, making the middle-aged face blurry.
"We have important matters to attend to, please don't make things complicated."
The one who spoke was the head of the Blood Refining Hall, Lu. He also didn't like the other party's look and snorted coldly:
"For a courtesan like you to devote yourself to this, it's unusual no matter how you look at it. Be careful not to get into trouble."
"I know what I'm doing."
The sturdy middle-aged man's voice recovered, and the ripples on his face subsided: "I have sent people to sneak into Wanchun Court, and follow those women on the Hundred Flowers List. It must be foolproof."
"As long as we don't break the rules, no one will be able to find any flaws."
Upon hearing this, Master Lu felt relieved.
The skill of Yin Yang Hall is to maintain the state of mind. As long as the state of mind does not fluctuate too much and there are no spiritual loopholes, there will be no trace of it on the outside.
Relying on such means, Yin Yang Tang has grown rapidly in recent years and has been successful time and again.
.....
Wanchunting Kitchen.
"Bingtuozi, what is the name of this dish of yours?"
Li Mo looked at the huge pot of indescribable food in front of him and fell into deep thought.
"Spicy fish scales." Ying Bing had her hair tied up and had a blank expression on her face.
"What about the next one?"
Li Mo felt vaguely familiar.
"Candied pork intestines."
"Rock sugar? Where is the rock sugar?"
Li Mo looked at the frozen pig intestines skewered on bamboo sticks with ice and frost hanging on them, and understood what Bingtuozi meant.
But what I’m saying is, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to just call this dish “Pot Intestine Popsicle”?
Although Chef Li also found it hard to imagine that these two words would appear together in a certain year and month.
"Is it not good?"
"In a sense, Bingtuozi, you are indeed a genius."
Li Mo didn't want to undermine her self-confidence.
Even if her progress seems to be in the opposite direction.
"Then...try it?"
Ying Bing picked up a piece of fish scale.
Li Mo: “…”
The chefs who were watching on the side just now suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, busying themselves with work, but no one knew what they were busy with.
Fairy Han cooked the meal herself, and they originally thought that even if the food was not delicious, it would be a great blessing to be able to taste it.
Until I saw the finished product, my eyes went dark and my head felt like it exploded.
eat?
Wouldn’t your culinary heart be broken after taking a bite of this?
"Does Young Master Li really taste it?"
"I didn't understand it before, but now I finally understand how powerful Qianlong's Dao heart is."
“….”
"How about it?"
Ying Bing opened her arms and waited for Li Mo to untie her apron.
Li Mo was in a trance, and finally made his facial expression less sarcastic: "There is still one area that needs improvement."
"What?"
"Please add some more medicine in it. I have a strong physique and can handle it, but I'm afraid others can't."
Black evil wood oil spicy fish scales, Taiyin power pork intestine popsicles.
Is it possible to withstand this without some physical training?
However, crises always coexist with opportunities, and Li Mo felt that this was also an investment opportunity.
Wouldn’t it be better to add some elixirs that can regulate the five elements and cure all kinds of poisons to the dark cuisine?
So he took out a few bottles of six-patterned elixirs, ground them into powder together with ice cubes, and added one bottle to each dish.
The chefs leaned back slightly.
For fear of causing problems if people eat it, they put such precious medicine in it.
You people are quite nice.
But how does this look like the same thing as using a whip dipped in iodine and disinfecting while hitting?
......
And on the opposite side.
The Yin Yang Hall Master and the Xue Lian Hall Master were listening to some music and drinking tea, enjoying the relaxation after the massage, while waiting for good news from their subordinates.
But not long after, a figure hurriedly entered the box.
"Huh? Why did you come back by yourself? How's the situation over there?"
"I failed to infiltrate."
The man's face was pale, and the clear and turbid energy in his body was dissipating uncontrollably, collapsing, revealing his original appearance.
From a maid she became a young man in an instant.
"Could it be that... you have been exposed?"
Master Lu immediately became alert.
Looking at the appearance of this subordinate, he is a member of the Demonic Cult and has experienced many storms and severe tortures, but he is not so frightened and panicked.
"That's not the case."
"Hmph, then how did you fail?"
"The food at Wanchunting is really terrible."
The subordinate's stomach began to twitch and churn just by recalling the past.
"No matter how bad the food tastes, how bad can it be? We in the Demon Sect are ruthless to others and to ourselves. When necessary, we will eat dog shit without batting an eyelid. What kind of excuse is this?"
The Yin Yang Hall Master obviously could not accept this explanation.
"I secretly packed a bag for the two adults using the Sumeru item."
The subordinates were well prepared.
After taking out a few plates of indescribable food, the atmosphere at the scene became quiet for a moment.
"So, we must persist in displaying the spirit of not being afraid of hardship..."
The head of Yin Yang Hall scolded his subordinates while silently sweeping the dishes to the ground.
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