The chicken soup was bubbling in the crock pot, and the chicken meat had a golden color that whetted one's appetite.
Colourful chicken feathers were scattered all over the ground, it seemed like the chicken had struggled fiercely but still could not escape its fate.
"Mount Gong's colourful chicken is best paired with bamboo fungus and snow bamboo shoots. Bamboo fungus is soft, smooth but not greasy. Snow bamboo shoots are crisp and have an excellent taste. Sprinkle a handful of red lingzhi mushroom, it's simply a delicacy. " Handsome, cold and arrogant, Xiahou Qianbai wore a white jade crown and a Starry Sky robe. His left hand was holding onto his wide right sleeve, while his right hand was holding a pair of long bamboo chopsticks, gently stirring the soup in the pot.
As he stirred, a stronger aroma rushed into Li Muyang's nostrils.
Li Muyang greedily breathed in, his eyes staring unblinkingly at Xiahou Qianbai who was cooking the soup. He did not expect the famous teacher of Starry Sky to know how to cook soup, and even more did not expect the way he cooks soup would be so natural and charming — — No wonder everyone says men who work hard are the most beautiful.
He did not look like he was cooking soup, more like he was painting, freehand brushing the landscape.
Like he was writing a poem, simple and casual, like a god.
Or like he was playing the flute, or dancing with a sword. Doing the most elegant and beautiful thing in the world.
At this moment, Li Muyang had to admit that Xiahou Qianbai was the most beautiful man in Starry Sky.
"Teacher Xiahou is omnipotent, admirable." Li Muyang hurriedly chimed in, timely flattering Xiahou Qianbai. While other people were working, he had to encourage them.
"I'm very disappointed in you." Xiahou Qianbai said. "I didn't expect you to not even be able to kill a chicken."
Li Muyang's face flushed red as he explained embarrassedly: "Mount Gong's colourful chicken, although called a chicken, is actually a bird, it has the ability to fly at low altitude. It lives in Mount Gong all year round, passing through mountains and forests, its movements are swift and agile, I couldn't catch up with it in a short time — — "
"I used a confinement spell on it, but you still slashed its butt, this is hard to forgive." Xiahou Qianbai said.
Li Muyang felt even more ashamed and said: "I thought one slash would definitely end it, I didn't expect its tail to be so long — –"
"Do you people kill chickens from the buttocks?"
"I don't know. I've never killed a chicken before," Li Muyang said. He swallowed his saliva and tried his best to resist the temptation of the chicken soup. Xiaoxin suddenly asked, "Teacher Xiahou, since you are good at killing chickens, why don't you do it yourself?"
"I'm also good at slaying dragons. Where are the dragons for me to slay?" Xiahou Qianbai was very dissatisfied with Li Muyang's question, saying: "Besides, people of my Dao sect cannot kill at will, this is a rule. I can't not follow the rules and spoil my conscience. "
"But, you know how to make soup — —"
"I didn't kill that chicken."
“----”
Li Muyang really wanted to say that he was the one who killed the chicken. When I couldn't catch up with it, you used a confinement spell on it. When I slashed his butt, I chanted the [Bloodletting Curse] on him. Otherwise, how could this Mount Gong's colourful chicken die so quickly?
Of course, the hand of others is soft, but the mouth of others is short.
Although Li Muyang has not eaten yet, but he really wants to die — —
Xiahou Qianbai closed his eyes and deeply sniffed, then said with an intoxicated look: "The smell of bamboo shoots is out, the smell of snow bamboo shoots is also out, oh, there's also a hint of bitterness, it's the effect of the red line lingzhi — —"
As he spoke, he already deftly took out a large white jade bowl and poured all the chicken soup in the pot into the big bowl.
Li Muyang swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Teacher Xiahou, the taste of this chicken is not bad, right? It looks very good. "
Xiahou Qianbai held the white jade bowl and sipped the soup, without even glancing at Li Muyang, he said: "I don't eat meat, you can eat the chicken."
“----”
Li Muyang felt like he was insulted by a million points.
While burping, Li Muyang felt the warmth of the whole Mount Gong's colourful chicken in his stomach, he looked at Xiahou Qianbai with a face full of admiration and said: "Teacher Xiahou, this chicken is really good, the skin melts in the mouth, the meat inside is not dry and very chewy."
Xiahou Qianbai enjoyed Li Muyang's flattery very much, he squinted his eyes as he bathed in the sunlight and said: "That's right. How did Mount Gong's colourful chicken get its name? It's hard to buy even for the nobles and nobles outside, because its meat is very different from ordinary chicken, and its nutritional value is high enough. Coupled with the golden-thread lingzhi mushroom, it has the effect of prolonging life — — You're lucky, after eating the chicken I cooked, your body quickly recovered and you'll be full of energy for a whole month. "
Li Muyang was overjoyed but forced himself not to show his joy on his face. He asked: "Teacher Xiahou, last time you said you'd help me build my foundation — —"
"You can't even kill a chicken, what's the use of building your foundation?" Xiahou Qianbai opened his eyes and swept a glance at Li Muyang as he asked aloud. "Also, you can't even kill a chicken, why did you run off to learn how to slay a dragon — — What other skills do you have? For example, writing poetry, painting and so on, hurry and change your major. There's still time. "
"Teacher Xiahou, slaying a dragon is my childhood dream, I've always wanted to do something for this dream, I won't give up so easily — —"
Xiahou Qianbai studied Li Muyang thoughtfully and then sneered: "Idiots like you want to slay a dragon? You better hope you never meet a real dragon in your life. Otherwise, you'll only be slaughtered by a dragon — — "
"Teacher Xiahou — —"
For some reason, although he was called an idiot by Xiahou Qianbai, Li Muyang was not angry at all.
Perhaps in his subconscious mind, he already regarded himself as a dragon — —
Xiahou Qianbai scolded them for being insignificant, but at the same time he was also praising the strength of the dragon clan?
At least, Li Muyang's life now benefited from the changes brought about by the dragon clan. Whether it was because there was a dragon in his body, or because there was a dragon's tear hidden in his body — — he personally hoped it was the dragon's tear. It was ranked second in the [Treasures and Weapons].
"However, if you insist, then let's start now." Xiahou Qianbai said aloud.
"Teacher Xiahou, you mean now?"
"What? Do I have to make an appointment with you? "Xiahou Qianbai said in a dissatisfied tone.
"No need, no need." Li Muyang was overjoyed, hurriedly rose from the stone chair he was sitting on, bowed deeply to Xiahou Qianbai and said: "I just didn't expect the surprise to come so soon. I thought teacher Xiahou — — would let me prepare for a while more. "
"When did I not keep my promise?" Xiahou Qianbai flicked his long sleeve and led the way. "Come with me."
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