Chapter 28: Heard You Ate Tofu for Days?

Lu Yang and the three silently withdrew their gazes, trying to lower their presence.

Looking at the fierce expressions of the five senior brothers, I'm afraid they even had the impulse to kill people to silence them.

"Speaking of which, do you want to guess what good things I ordered for you? They must be everything 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 what Senior Brother Lu likes to eat?" Tao Yaoye asked in a lower voice.

Meng Jingzhou gave a thumbs up and showed a brilliant smile with eight teeth: "I specifically asked the Senior Sister."

Lu Yang immediately had a bad premonition.

"Stuffed tofu is here!"

"Fresh tofu brain!"

"Tofu with scallions."

"Mapo tofu."

The waiter reported the dish names while serving the dishes. A table of tofu feasts with color, fragrance, and taste was presented in front of 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 pale.

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

"I thought you should like tofu very much."

"Don't be too moved. My family told me that when inviting people to dinner, you must 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 table of tofu feasts. Don't underestimate these dishes. They look ordinary, but in fact, the soybeans used are one in a thousand spirit beans, the side dishes are spirit medicines that have been aged, and the water used is pure water obtained by melting the cold ice marrow in the far north..."

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

What kind of preference did you ask for!

After the diners were satisfied and left Baixiang Building patting their bulging bellies, the waiter wiped the tables, arranged the stools, and tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, and then remembered Lu Yang's question again.

After eating Grain Bigu Pills, is it considered eating or Grain Bigu?

The seemingly ordinary question hides mystery. 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 there will definitely be something to do in the future!

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

The kitchen was rolling with heat waves. If a Qi Condensation stage person touched it, the lucky one would leave a fire poison disease root and suffer for a lifetime, and the unlucky one would directly burn the internal organs and burn only a skeleton.

To cook heaven and earth treasures, immortal flowers and strange treasures, using mortal fire is naturally not possible. Not to mention anything else, just burning pig hair for a Nascent Soul wild boar requires at least the fire refined by the late Golden Core stage. This kind of fire 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 completely, replaced by a cool feeling.

"What's the matter? Want to learn how to kill pigs from me?"

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

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

"You say, after eating Grain Bigu Pills, is it considered eating or Grain Bigu?"

The chef sneered, wanted to say the answer without thinking, but was dumb.

That's right, is it eating or Grain Bigu?

The chef 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: "Pig killer, I tell you, 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 to think about such questions with their brains, so they brought the question to the building owner.

The tea fragrance is fragrant, condensing into ancient characters, obscure and mysterious. The building owner scalded the pot, placed the tea, warmed the cup... tasted the tea, and the movements were like flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

The building owner was a noble and beautiful woman, white as jade, with a faint star pattern on her forehead.

She looked at the waiter and the chef 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 Grain Bigu Pill. The role of Grain Bigu Pill is not Grain Bigu, but a pill refined from food, which decomposes slowly in the abdomen, so as to achieve the effect of not eating for a long time."

"Grain Bigu Pill is essentially food."

"Understand?"

The chef thought thoughtfully: "Understand, so the pill master who refines Grain 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 pill boy who fans the fire."

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

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

The two fought with knives and sticks, like hooligans, with various shady tricks, and the building owner was helpless. If it weren't for the cheap wages of these two, she wouldn't have recruited them.

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

The two heard the building owner's slightly angry cold voice in their ears: "Go downstairs to fight, and deduct the damage from your wages."

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 just died for three days.

The Senior Sister was wearing an indigo long skirt, wearing a simple Dao hairpin, sitting cross-legged, three feet off the ground, meditating and practicing, like an immortal who is beyond the world, not stained with a trace of red dust.

Miss Yun Zhi slowly opened her eyes, her eyes seemed to contain a thousand worlds, bright as the night sky, and the illusion flashed away. Lu Yang rubbed his eyes and saw Miss Yun Zhi looking at him calmly, and 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 invited me to eat a table of tofu on the grounds of celebrating my Foundation Establishment."

Lu Yang suspected that there was a dear Senior Sister interfering.

"Meng Jingzhou asked me what you ate the most. In my impression, you ate a few vats of tofu when you practiced with tofu. I just told him the truth about what happened. What is the problem?"

"That Tofu Heavenly Venerable..."

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

Lu Yang silently looked at Miss Yun Zhi's desireless and innocent eyes and was defeated.

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