Ruan Ling curled her lips: "Can you also drink the dishes you cook?"

The little demon suddenly felt hurt.

Ruan Ling said to Hua Hanxiang: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go in and find Pu Zihuang."

"Hurry up, I'm about to starve to death..." Hua Hanxiang said weakly.

She was hung here, nothing else, the key is to be hungry.

Gods also want to have a meal.

Ruan Ling thought for a while, took out a fasting pill from her arms, stuffed it into her mouth, and said, "You eat this pad first."

A single grain of fasting pill can last at least half a month.

Hua Hanxiang said with a grim face: "I still want to eat it. I want to eat braised pork and big elbow."

"...Okay, I'll make it for you when I save you."

Ruan Ling jumped out of the gate and said to Xiao Yao: "Take me in and find your master?"

The little demon was still angry: "Unless you help me cook."

"It depends on one word."

"Then you have to cook first, otherwise the owner will scold me." The little demon handed her the vegetable basket and happily led her to the kitchen.

Ruan Ling rolled up her sleeves and made two plates of side dishes.

A dish of pickled cucumbers and a dish of fried peanuts.

There is no need to eat too much.

This is the favorite taste of the people in the mortal world after they are tired.

Xiao Yao looked at the shabby two dishes of side dishes and was almost trembling: "You, you, how dare you give these two dishes to the owner? He will be angry."

"But it's delicious." Ruan Ling pinched a peanut and threw it into her mouth.

It's crisp and fragrant, so delicious.

Who can't make good ingredients?

Only by making the simplest ingredients delicious taste will the test of your skill.

The little demon swallowed his saliva and shook his head stubbornly: "I dare not submit it. You go."

Ruan Ling held the wine jar in his left hand and the tray in his right hand, and went to Piaomiaoxuan.

Pu Zihuang was sitting in the pavilion, drinking with friends.

"Why haven't you come here yet?" Yan Jiu said dissatisfied.

Yan Jiu was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe. He was a young and handsome Taoist priest and Pu Zihuang’s drinker.

Pu Zihuang clapped lazily: "Where is the person?"

"Here you come." A soft voice responded.

Pu Zihuang raised her drunken eyes and saw a pretty little lady coming from afar with wine and food.

The dusk was clear and a faint shadow cast behind her.

Yan Jiu looked at Ruan Ling and smiled and said, "When did Zihuang catch a little chef?"

"snort."

Pu Zihuang just hummed, "I'm slow, the two dishes are cooked so slowly."

Ruan Ling bent down and put down the tray, brought out two plates of side dishes, and placed them in front of them.

Yan Jiu looked at him for a moment, reached out to pinch a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Okay."

He couldn't wait to pick up cucumbers and said the word "good" again: "The little chef is good, can Zihuangjun give up?"

Pu Zihuang smiled lazily and said, "If you have the ability, just take her back as a cook."

"Huh?" Yan Jiu tilted his head and looked at Ruan Ling, and smiled, "Is there anything special about this little chef? Could it be that she is Zi Huangjun's sweetheart?"

“Bad talk!”

Pu Zihuang also pinched a peanut and threw it into her mouth, shook her head: "There are only good dishes, but no good wine to serve."

Ruan Ling put the wine jar on the table: "How is this?"

Yan Jiu sniffed his nose and his eyes lit up: "Is it the white pear blossoms that are only found in the ghost market?"

"The little Taoist priest has a good nose." Ruan Ling smiled.

"Pour a cup and I'll try it." Pu Zihuang raised her chin and ordered Ruan Ling.
Chapter completed!