Chapter 28: Heard You Ate Tofu for Days?

The three Lu Yang silently took back their eyes, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

Looking at the fierce expressions of the five senior brothers, I am afraid they have the impulse to kill people.

"Speaking of which, do you want to guess what good things I ordered for you? They must be what you like to eat." Meng Jingzhou whispered, afraid of attracting the attention of the five senior brothers eating pig-killing dishes.

Lu Yang was confused. How did Meng Jingzhou know what he liked to eat?

"How do you know Senior Brother Lu likes to eat?" Tao Yaoye asked in a smaller voice.

Meng Jingzhou gestured with a thumb and showed a brilliant smile with eight teeth: "I specifically asked the Eldest Senior Sister."

Lu Yang immediately had a bad premonition.

"Brewed tofu is here!"

"Fresh tofu brain!"

"Scallion mixed tofu."

"Mapo tofu."

The waiter reported the dish names while serving the dishes. A tofu feast with color, fragrance, and taste was presented to Lu Yang. Even Tao Yaoye, who was not very interested in tofu, wanted to have a good meal when she smelled the fragrance.

Every time he shouted, Lu Yang's face would turn white.

Meng Jingzhou was somewhat proud: "Eldest Senior Sister said, you didn't eat anything else for a while, ate tofu every day, ate tofu every meal, and said 'Tofu Heavenly Venerable' in your sleep."

"I thought you should like tofu very much."

"Don't be too moved. My family told me that when you invite people to dinner, you should ask about their preferences to show sincerity. Although I don't agree with my family's views most of the time, I agree with this point."

"I specifically came to Baixiang Building to order a tofu feast. Don't underestimate these dishes. They look ordinary, but they are actually made of spirit beans that are one in a thousand, side dishes are spirit medicines that have been aged, and the water used is pure water obtained by melting the cold ice marrow of the far north..."

Lu Yang's face turned whiter than tofu in an instant.

What kind of preference did you ask for!

After the diners were satisfied, patted their bulging bellies and left Baixiang Building, the waiter wiped the table and arranged the stools and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and when he was free, he thought of Lu Yang's question again.

Eating Bigu pills, is it eating or Bigu?

The seemingly ordinary question hides mystery, and the more I think about it, the more philosophical it feels.

It seems that this batch of newly recruited disciples has people with high understanding, and they will definitely have something to do in the future!

"Hey cook, ask you a question." The waiter came to the kitchen and threw the question to the pig killer.

The kitchen is rolling with heat. If the Qi Refining stage touches it, the lucky ones will have to leave a fire poison disease, suffering for a lifetime, and the unlucky ones can burn through the internal organs and burn only a skeleton.

To cook heaven and earth treasures, immortal strange treasures, ordinary worldly fire is naturally not enough. Not to mention anything else, just burning pig hair for the Nascent Soul wild boar requires at least the flame refined by the late Golden Core stage. This kind of flame is naturally terrifying.

The waiter ignored the terrifying high temperature of the kitchen, fanned it casually with the towel on his shoulder, and the high temperature disappeared, replaced by a coolness.

"What's the matter? Learn how to kill pigs with me?"

The waiter stared: "What do I learn this for? I thought of a philosophical question related to cooking, come to test you."

The cook who was washing the stove was happy, and didn't wash it anymore. He threw the brush aside and crossed his legs: "You ask."

"You say eating Bigu pills, is it eating or Bigu?"

The cook sneered, didn't think about it, just wanted to say the answer, and was dumb.

Yeah, is it eating or Bigu?

The cook looked at the waiter suspiciously: "No, your IQ is obvious to all. With your IQ, how could you think of such a question?"

The waiter was angry: "I tell you, pig killer, don't look down on people!"

"So this question is what you thought of?"

"No."

The two discussed it and felt that it was too early for their brains to think about such questions, so they brought the question to the building owner.

The tea is fragrant, forming ancient characters, obscure and mysterious. The building owner scalds the pot, places the tea, warms the cup... tastes the tea, and the movements are like flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

The building owner is a noble-looking beautiful woman, white as jade, with a faint star pattern on her forehead.

She looked at the waiter and the cook helplessly, feeling that there was too little work, and she still had the leisure to think about such boring questions.

"Don't be confused by the name of Bigu Pill. The role of Bigu Pill is not Bigu, but a pill refined from food, which slowly decomposes in the abdomen, so as to achieve the effect of not eating for a long time."

"Bigu Pill is essentially food."

"Understand?"

The cook thought: "Understand, so the alchemist who refines Bigu Pill is actually a peer of mine."

The waiter sneered and mocked: "Don't put gold on your face, you are at most a peer of the alchemy boy who fans the fire."

The cook was furious, picked up the pig-killing knife and slashed at the waiter.

The waiter was not a vegetarian. The towel on his shoulder was thrown hard, making a slight metal collision sound. The towel turned into a white iron stick in an instant.

The two fought with knives and sticks, like hooligans, with all kinds of tricks. The building owner was helpless. If these two wages were cheap, they would not be recruited.

The building owner blew a breath along the tea fragrance. The tea fragrance was rich, lingering in the hearts of the two, and they lost their direction for a while. When they came back to their senses, they had already arrived downstairs.

The cold voice of the building owner came to the ears of the two: "Go downstairs to fight, and deduct from your wages if you break things."

Lu Yang didn't know what happened in Baixiang Building after they left. When he finished the Foundation Establishment banquet and returned to Tianmen Peak, his face was as white as if he had been dead for three days.

The Eldest Senior Sister was wearing an indigo dress, with a simple Dao hairpin, sitting cross-legged, three feet off the ground, practicing, like a fairy beyond the world, not stained with a trace of red dust.

Yun Zhi slowly opened her eyes, her eyes seemed to contain a thousand worlds, bright as the night sky, the illusion flashed, Lu Yang rubbed his eyes, and saw Yun Zhi looking at him calmly, the vision in her eyes never appeared.

Illusion?

"Why is your face so white?"

Lu Yang said angrily: "You know the answer. Meng Jingzhou heard from you that I ate tofu every meal for a while, so he used the excuse of celebrating my Foundation Establishment to treat me to a table of tofu."

Lu Yang suspected that his dear Eldest Senior Sister was involved in this.

"Meng Jingzhou asked me what you ate the most. In my impression, you ate several vats of tofu when practicing with tofu. I just told him the truth, what is the problem?"

"That Tofu Heavenly Venerable..."

Before Lu Yang finished speaking, Yun Zhi replied in a tone without ups and downs: "You shouted that you obtained inheritance in your dream and shouted the four words Tofu Heavenly Venerable. I just relayed it."

Lu Yang looked at Yun Zhi's innocent eyes without desire, and was defeated.

He always suspected that the Eldest Senior Sister was playing with him, but he had no evidence. ===== CHAPTER 29 =====