Li Changan walked up from behind and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder: "Wait, and a peerless delicacy will be born soon."

Watching Li Changan enter the kitchen to tinker.

Lin Fan silently took out his cell phone and ordered two more takeaways.

Eat the rice cooked by Li Changan? It’s impossible, it’s impossible to eat the rice cooked by him in this life.

Soon, the dishes Li Changan made based on his recipe were released.

Same as in the morning.

Snow falls on the volcano.

Through your black hair my hands.

Walking on the country road.

And a series of strange dishes.

Li Changan wiped his hands, looked at the dishes on the table, and then said, "Try it."

"I think it shouldn't be necessary."

Then, Lin Fan pointed to the two packs of takeaways beside him.

Li Changan shook his head slightly: "You have never tasted the food I made, otherwise you wouldn't have such a strange idea of ​​ordering takeout."

"Have you ever eaten your own meal?"

Looking at the dishes full of the table, with no appetite and even slightly disgusting, Lin Fan asked.

Li Changan said: "You haven't heard a word? Doctors don't treat themselves, so I don't eat the food I make myself."

Do doctors don’t treat themselves?

Lin Fan wished he could spit on this bastard's face with thick phlegm.

Fortunately, he even gave his face and wanted to cook, saying that he was cooking himself, and he had never eaten the dishes he cooked himself.

"You eat first. If you can taste every dish, I will eat it." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"This." Li Changan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks: "You are really."

Then, he took a bite of snow on the volcano.

The wonderful taste of tomatoes and a lot of salt can be imagined.

"Wow."

Li Changan vomited out instantly, and he said, "Sure enough, the doctor does not treat himself, and the ancients did not deceive me. The rice he cooked must not taste this delicious thing."

Lin Fan had a dark face: "Damn it, can you still make excuses for yourself? Brother, you've vomited."

"The second way! Through your black hair my hand."

As he said that, Li Changan picked up his elbow and ate it.

Wow.

I started vomiting again.

Lin Fan silently turned on the takeaway, and the fragrance of braised pork instantly overflowed.

Plum vegetable buckle.

...

Several dishes were placed on the table, and Lin Fan was too lazy to care about this bastard.

Li Changan gritted his teeth: "Take takeaway? I will never be able to eat this rough and rotten food in my life."

As he said that, he continued to eat his own food while vomiting.

Lin Fan ate happily.

Damn, this is the delicacy of the world.

Halfway through Li Changan's taste, he probably felt that he would continue to eat, and he was afraid that his stomach would vomit, so he didn't dare to continue to eat.

But I'm hungry.

"Take a bite?" Lin Fan pointed at the braised pork.

"Then I'll take a bite with a bite."

Li Changan said, took the braised pork and took a bite.

Then, a plate of braised pork was asked to sweep it all in one breath.

"It smells so good." Li Changan's mouth was covered in greasiness.

After eating quickly, Lin Fan looked at Li Changan licking the braised pork plate in vain.

"Clean the house quickly."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he lay on the sofa.

Li Changan said with a resentful look on his face: "Have you ever seen the chef clean the house?"

"Hurry up, or get out."

Lin Fan cursed.

Li Changan quickly packed up the dining table.

Seeing Li Changan finishing cleaning, Lin Fan asked angrily: "Li Changan, do you say you are not good at brains, why are you running around? Are your family and friends worried?"

When Li Changan heard this, he smiled and said, "You don't understand, your family wants to arrange for me to do things I don't like, and they think that's the right way."

"But I don't think so." Li Changan's eyes shined: "My two big dreams are the first to become a foodie!"

"The second one is to travel and look at the mountains, rivers and rivers everywhere. This is what life should do."

Lin Fan: "Forget it, you have eaten the dishes you cooked by yourself now, and you don't know what you think?"

Li Changan shook his head: "Doctors do not treat themselves. Of course, they do not think the food they cook is delicious."

"You are a person who even cheats yourself, which is quite admirable." Lin Fan smiled and then asked, "By the way, are you also a lay Buddhist? What's your strength?"

Li Changan said awkwardly: "This, my mind is all about tourism and food. Isn't it so good?"

Lin Fan took out the Taikang sword, took a look, and then threw it to Li Changan and asked, "Can you use the sword?"

When Li Changan received the sword, he was startled and hurriedly threw it away: "My hands are the sacred hands of the chef god, not for killing people."

Lin Fan's eyes flashed for a moment. It was obviously very smooth when Li Changan took the sword just now.

He threw a sword out of thin air. He really didn't want to catch it so easily.

This guy must have practiced swordsmanship.

However, seeing how Li Changan didn't want to talk more, Lin Fan did not continue to ask.

He wasn't a person who liked to ask questions in the bottom line.

midnight.

Bai Zhentian and the other four returned to Qingcheng City.

However, the four of them were in an extremely heavy mood.

None of the other four major families agreed to their request.

The Miao family greeted the four major families.

Next, Black Gate's revenge may have to bear.

The four were in a heavy mood.

Perhaps some people may be surprised that at most they can leave Qingcheng and go far away.

But the four of them have been passed down here for two or three hundred years.

This is their root.

If you leave, soon the big aristocratic families will cultivate a new aristocratic family to take over them.

No matter where they go, there are already aristocratic families in their local area.

When you go to other places, you can't gain a foothold at all.

The families in other places will definitely join forces to boycott them.

"Everyone, let's gather all the masters of each family to our Bai family first." Bai Zhentian suggested: "Then let the family members who have not yet become lay Buddhists bring some money and leave Jiangnan Province for the time being."

The other three nodded.

If they died at the hands of Heimen, their family would be able to have food and clothing in their lives with the wealth they had earned for so many years.

This is the best way.

The four of them dispersed.

Bai Zhentian also returned home. It was late at night, but Bai Zhentian did not feel sleepy at all.

He came to his study and suddenly saw a letter on the table in the study.

"Three days later, my Heimen will send three people to avenge Guan Wenyan. If I can stop them, my Heimen will not pursue Guan Wenyan's affairs."

"If you can't beat the three of them, all of your four families will die."

Looking at the letter in his hand, Bai Zhentian broke out in cold sweat on his back.

He took a deep breath, but he didn't expect that the Black Gate would come so quickly.

Although he only sent three people, the strongest of the four families was only a fourth-rank layman, so how could he resist the masters of the Black Sect?
Chapter completed!