At this time, there were still many customers in the store.
After Yongyi led Zhuo Chenzi into the kitchen, he walked around the stove and walked to the small door built into the north wall of the kitchen.
I have been helping in the store for a while, but I have never seen this door actually opened.
When I first came here, I saw several thick locks hanging on the door, and I always thought it was a cold storage room.
I discovered that there is a cellar in the store where all the ingredients are stored.
As for what is on the other side of this door, I have always been very curious, but I have never asked more.
It wasn't until I took a bunch of keys and opened the locks on the door one by one.
When I opened the door, I saw that behind the door was a uniquely decorated elegant room.
All the furniture inside were valuable antiques. .
Pragmatically turned to Zhuochenzi and said, "In the morning there was only fire, and both meat and vegetarian dishes were available."
Zhuo Chenzi smiled jokingly: "I came all the way to find you, and you didn't treat me to something good."
Pragmatically rolled his eyes at him: "I didn't say I wanted to treat you, so I'll pay for the meal."
It happened that the fire in the stove was already cooked to five ripeness.
As he spoke, Pragmatic walked quickly to the stove, opened the lid of the stove, dipped a brush in honey oil, and carefully brushed the cake surface.
Zhuo Chenzi stared at Pragmatic for a while, and finally didn't say much.
He just smiled and shook his head, and quickly walked into the private room.
I approached Yong Yong and asked him in a low voice: "Uncle Six, you and this Zhuo Chenzi must have known each other for a long time."
"Yes."
Pragmatic pressed the stove cover back on, turned to me and said: "When I was young, he and I were partners, just like you and Li Huaishan, we were together most of the year, and we were together.
We made the order together until something happened to the Shi family and I came to Bohai Bay, and I haven’t contacted him since then.”
I casually asked: "What happened to the Shi family back then?"
Practical glanced at me and said, "Don't ask around.
We don't have enough noodles.
Knead some more."
I said "Oh" and went back to the cutting board to knead the dough.
After that, Pragmatic kept sitting in front of the stove making fire without saying a word.
Standing at the cutting board, I could only see his back.
Although I didn’t know the expression on his face, I always felt that He seemed very worried.
After Zhuo Chenzi entered the private room, he never came out again.
Pragmatic didn't take special care of him.
He first served the customers in the courtyard.
It wasn't until after eight o'clock that everyone in the courtyard dispersed.
Practical then let the guys go.
He left, saying that he had something to do today, that he would not do business anymore, and asked them to go back to the orphanage to rest for a day.
After the last waiter packed up his things and left the old store, Zhuo Chenzi came out of the private room.
At that time, Yongzhen brought a piece of fresh meat and planned to mix the meat filling himself.
Zhuochenzi walked up to him, took a basin, touched it and kneaded the dough.
Pragmatically looked at the basin under his hand: "Have you washed your hands yet?
Just knead the dough."
Zhuochenzi chuckled: "You won't get sick if you eat it if you don't clean it."
Practical curled his lips and waved to me again: "If not, you should knead the dough."
Zhuo Chenzi: "Are you so particular now?
You can't make noodles without washing your hands.
Anyway, you eat it yourself.
Why are you so careful?"
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"He kneads dough better than you."
After hearing what Yonggong said, Zhuo Chenzi raised his face and smiled at me.
Then he pushed the basin in front of me and said, "You are really the direct disciple of Mr.
Ren."
Before I could say anything, Yongji said to him: "If he is not just the direct disciple of the second master, he is still a shady person."
Zhuo Chenzi immediately put on a solemn look, clasped his hands towards me and said, "It turns out it was a sinister mistake, and I was rude and rude."
The practical elbow crooked him: "You can do it.
They are all our own children, and they are always so polite.
Who is disgusting?"
Zhuo Chenzi glared back: "Who are you saying is disgusting?"
"Talking about you."
"Hey, I'm talking about you" "What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing."
Zhuochenzi shook his head dully, picked up the bowl, poured several different condiments into it, and slowly stirred it evenly with chopsticks.
Judging from his every move, he is very casual.
He must have often cooked and eaten with Pragmatic in his early years.
Probably feeling my gaze, Zhuo Chenzi turned around and smiled at me, and said: "Speaking of this skill of making fire, we learned it from a master when we were in trouble in Chenzhou.
Yes.
Don’t brag to me.
Ten years ago, my skills would have been much better than my own.”
Pragmatic actually also laughed: "Just go ahead and do it.
When I first learned the craft, the master said that you were not this material.
He said that no matter what you do, you are too eager for quick success and instant gain, and you can't calm down."
Zhuo Chenzi: "But when I first learned a craft, I learned it faster than you."
Practical: "You are not fast, you are impatient."
"I'll be honest, we haven't seen each other for many years, do you have to argue with me?"
"I'm not trying to argue with you, I'm telling the truth."
After saying this, the two of them seemed to have lost their temper and ignored each other.
After a while, Zhuo Chenzi finally broke the silence: "Honestly, after so many years, don't you want to come out again?"
Pragmatically, he put the cut meat into the iron basin used for stuffing: "I am quite content now.
I can support a family by running a shop like this, which is good."
"I'm not blaming you, honestly.
Others don't know about your cultivation, but I know it very well.
If you are willing to spend your whole life like this, you don't want to carry forward the inheritance of the Shi family."
"As long as the Shi family's inheritance can be passed on, it's good.
There's nothing to promote.
Did you put too much soy sauce in that ingredient?
Why is it so dark?"
Zhuo Chenzi looked at the bowl in his hand and smiled awkwardly: "It seems like, well, I haven't done it for many years, so I'm a bit unskilled."
"Let's go."
He used his elbow to block Zhuo Chenzi, took the bowl of food, poured down half of the bowl, took other seasonings, and mixed the bowl again.
At this moment, Zhuo Chenzi was leaning in front of him and asked, "Don't you want to know why I came here this time?"
Practical glanced at him: "It's because the old fox under the Red Cloud Peak ran away to the Bohai Bay privately."
"You are still so well-informed.
Honestly, just listen to me and stop wasting your time.
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After a few years, all your abilities will be wasted."
"I'm happy to spend it."
"Why can't I still explain it to you?"
Practical probably didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, so he changed the topic midway: "What are you going to do with that fox demon?"
During this period, I kept looking at Zhuo Chenzi.
After Pragmatically asked this question, I saw a look of hatred on his face.
At first I thought he had no intention of letting go of practicality and wanted to continue the conversation on the topic just now.
Unexpectedly, he said as soon as he opened his mouth: "When Master was still here, I suggested him to get rid of the old fox, but Master always said What, God has the virtue of good life, since the old fox has been suppressed at the foot of the mountain for so many years, The character must have changed.
Since it has abandoned evil and embraced good, there is no harm in keeping it.
As you know, my master, everything is fine, but the mind is too womanly.
After all, it is a different way to keep it.
This time it came out secretly, I plan to use this reason to get rid of it, and it will be settled once and for all."
Practical's brows suddenly twisted into the character "Chuan": "You are determined to get rid of it just because humans and monsters have different paths."
Zhuo Chenzi also frowned: "What do you mean?"
Practicality sighed helplessly: "Others don't know what you are thinking.
I have been with you for so many years, and I still don't know what you are thinking.
That is a thousand-year-old fox.
If you want to get rid of it, you are just thinking about it.
Gain more fame in your profession.”
Zhuo Chenzi argued: "So what?
You also know the situation in Chiyunfeng.
If I don't take advantage of the opportunity to accumulate more fame, who will remember our lineage in the future?
I don't want Chiyunfeng's The inheritance is broken in my generation.”
Practical: "Don't you have an apprentice?
You are afraid of breaking the inheritance?"
"It doesn't matter if you have an apprentice.
People in the industry have long forgotten that there is Chiyun Peak in the world.
Not only Chiyun Peak, but also your real family.
Tell me, our cultivation level is no lower than others.
My knowledge is no worse than others, but looking at the situation of the entire industry, all resources are in the hands of a few large sects and aristocratic families.
People like us have long been cut off from our livelihood."
As he spoke, Zhuochenzi seemed to realize something and turned back to look at me.
I quickly waved my hand to him: "I understand, I understand."
Zhuo Chenzi also let out a long sigh: "I really have no other intentions, but this is the situation.
Alas, don't tell the second master what I said today."
I smiled and nodded.
Pragmatically said: "Our industry has a history of several thousand years since its emergence.
After so many years, the available resources have been almost exhausted.
If it weren't for the strict control of our sects, the remaining This little resource has been used up long ago.”
Zhuo Chenzi: "It's not like there are only big families in Keke.
All the resources belong to them.
What will happen to small families like us?"
Practical: "Don't always talk about resources.
No matter what we say, we still have a family.
Don't think about how many casual cultivators and hermit cultivators there are in the industry.
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They have no family and no sect, so who can they rely on?"
But even so, among the hermit cultivators and casual cultivators, there are many masters of magic who are highly skilled in martial arts."
Zhuo Chenzi was a little dismissive of the practical words: "All the magic techniques are just in vain.
I don't believe it.
How can someone with no resources at all reach such a high level of cultivation?"
Pragmatic didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
He said "tsk" and said nothing more.
Seeing that the atmosphere had dropped to freezing point, I couldn't help but interrupt, so I rubbed my face silently without saying a word
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