The next morning, the two of them packed up. Changfeng brought along a satellite phone and a map. According to his estimation, if they kept walking forward today, they would be able to walk out of the mountains in the afternoon and find a road.
As long as they could reach the road, they would be able to go back and truly leave the forest.
The journey was quite smooth. Not long after they reached the road, they met a passing tractor. Changfeng threw out a few bills, and the tractor immediately agreed to send them to the nearest road intersection.
After three transfers, they finally returned to their hotel. As for their car, Changfeng asked someone to send it back after they entered the mountains. He knew that it would be difficult to walk out of the mountains on the original road, so he asked someone to send it back first.
"Gu Zheng, can we eat chicken noodle soup today?"
Back at the hotel, Changfeng looked at Gu Zheng pitifully. He had been craving for Gu Zheng's chicken noodle soup for a long time, but unfortunately, he had never eaten it once. Until now, he didn't even know what it tasted like.
Gu Zheng shook his head. Seeing Changfeng's disappointed expression, he smiled and said, "Today, we'll cook Egg Fried Rice and Golden Thread Noodle Soup later!"
"Yeah, that's great! Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky!"
Changfeng was like a child. His cloudy face immediately turned bright, and he shouted excitedly. He also hadn't eaten Egg Fried Rice before. Moreover, Gu Zheng's Egg Fried Rice, "Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky," had already become famous, especially in Hangzhou. Regardless of the size of the restaurant, many stores had launched Egg Fried Rice, and they were all called Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky.
Of course, they just changed the name. Whether it was the taste or the appearance of the Egg Fried Rice, it couldn't be compared with Gu Zheng's.
Egg Fried Rice required immortal rice, and Gu Zheng just happened to have a batch of immortal rice that had matured. It wasn't the batch that he added last time, but the ten stalks that he had planted before.
The batch that he added last time was also about to mature. By then, Gu Zheng would have more immortal rice, and he wouldn't be so nervous about Egg Fried Rice. When he wanted to cook it, he could cook it once in a while.
On the other hand, three batches of immortal dishes had already matured. Because Gu Zheng did not have a particularly suitable cooking method, the immortal dishes were temporarily stored in the Great Desolate Space. He would take them out in the future when he had better cooking skills.
Egg Fried Rice was easier to cook than shredded chicken noodle soup. With the help of immortal magic, Gu Zheng could make the immortal rice cool down quickly after it was cooked. In Changfeng's car, there was a wok, sesame oil, and eggs brought by Gu Zheng. Occasionally, Gu Zheng would make fried eggs, which were indispensable. They could borrow the hotel's kitchen to make Egg Fried Rice.
This time, Changfeng didn't ask for help. When the chef in the hotel's kitchen heard that Gu Zheng was the winner of the Hangzhou Gourmet Competition, he immediately agreed. He just asked to watch from the side. As a chef, he also heard about the Hangzhou Gourmet Competition. He didn't expect that the winner of this competition had been staying in their hotel.
Gu Zheng's Egg-Fried Rice, if one only looked at it, they would not be able to learn anything. This was something that he had comprehended. Without comprehension, one would not be able to make such a dish.
Needless to say, others didn't have the assistance of immortal magic like the 'Fire Control Art' or the 'Water Control Art'. It would be even more difficult to make it.
In a short while, Gu Zheng finished making a wok of Egg-Fried Rice. Every grain of rice was wrapped in a layer of light golden yellow. When they were piled together, each grain of rice was glowing. Bursts of rice and eggs blended into the nostrils of everyone in the kitchen, making them all swallow their saliva uncontrollably.
No wonder he was the winner of the Hangzhou Gourmet Competition. The Egg-Fried Rice he made was indeed different.
"This is the Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky?"
The hotel's chef was very surprised. He had watched the live broadcast of the finals. The Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky on TV was much more beautiful than this. It was a moving golden dragon that bared its fangs and brandished its claws.
Gu Zheng smiled and didn't say anything. He raised the wok and poured a small part of the Egg-Fried Rice on a plate.
In the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.
The rice grains that were poured out of the wok suddenly turned into the shape of a dragon in midair. It was a small golden dragon, as if a golden dragon had descended to the world. After it landed on the plate, it turned into a still golden dragon.
The amount of Egg-Fried Rice that was poured out was not much. When it was placed on an ordinary small plate, everyone's eyes were fixed on it.
"Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky! What a Golden Dragon Soars in the Sky!"
The chef's eyes widened and his mouth opened as he murmured. He was really shocked. He didn't know how to describe what Gu Zheng did just now. It was totally a divine skill, a skill that only a Divine Chef could have.
"If you don't mind the Egg-Fried Rice, I'll leave it to you if it's simple. We'll take the rest!"
Gu Zheng smiled. He had borrowed someone's kitchen, so he had to show some appreciation. He left the Egg-Fried Rice for them. Gu Zheng directly put the rest of the rice into the wok and took it away.
To him, the Egg-Fried Rice was to be eaten. No matter how beautiful it was, it was better to eat it. If he really wanted to style it, Gu Zheng could do whatever he wanted when he went back. He could do whatever he wanted. Golden dragon, fierce tiger, or even a fairy. With the immortal technique 'Sand Builds a Tower', this little bit of Egg-Fried Rice was too easy to do.
When he returned to his room, Gu Zheng immediately took out the wok and prepared to divide it into two portions.
Changfeng was already beside him and couldn't wait. His face was flushed red. Egg-Fried Rice, Gu Zheng's Egg-Fried Rice, he could finally eat it. It was said that the taste of this Egg-Fried Rice was extremely good. It was said to be the best Egg-Fried Rice in the world, or even the best rice food in the world.
Gu Zheng still had a smile on his face. After entering the mountain for a few days, it was either dry food or barbecued meat. The barbecued meat was delicious, but the white cat was always there, which made him feel uneasy. This time, he could finally eat a good meal without worry.
But in the next moment, his smile disappeared as he looked to the side in astonishment.
He didn't know when the window was opened, but a white cat was standing there. It elegantly jumped down from the window and landed in front of Gu Zheng.
Gu Zheng hadn't separated the Egg-Fried Rice yet. It lowered its head and ate, completely ignoring Gu Zheng and Changfeng.
"You bandit! My Egg-Fried Rice!"
Changfeng let out a strange cry and stretched out his hand to catch the cat. Gu Zheng was still in shock and didn't have time to stop it. Before Gu Zheng could even see clearly, Changfeng's whole body flew out.
"Bang!"
The poor Changfeng directly crashed into the wall. Gu Zheng hurriedly ran over. Fortunately, Changfeng was only bounced out and didn't have any external injuries. But the pain was unavoidable.
Anyone who bumped into something like this would feel pain.
During the whole process, the white cat didn't even raise its head. It was still leisurely eating the Egg-Fried Rice. Changfeng's face was filled with fear.
"Gu Zheng, Gu Zheng, this isn't a cat demon, right?"
Changfeng asked with a trembling voice. He finally understood why Gu Zheng had always been so patient with this white cat. Why he said that this wasn't an ordinary cat. Why this white cat could always follow them. Wherever they went, the white cat would appear.
How could this be a cat? It was even more powerful than a tiger. And how could a cat have such great strength? He didn't even know what was going on and was sent flying.
Cat demon, this must be the legendary cat demon, a cat that had become a spirit.
Hearing Changfeng's words, the white cat that was eating the Egg-Fried Rice suddenly turned its head. Its red eyes coldly stared at Changfeng. Changfeng's hands and feet turned cold, he had difficulty breathing, and his whole body couldn't move.
Changfeng experienced what Gu Zheng felt in the past. Just a glance was enough to kill.
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