The kitchen door was quickly hit by a ringing bell, and she twisted her head sideways to make signal with the lips that things were ready. He quickly thanked her and ran in, putting dishes in trays and carrying them to the floor.
Bells watched his back disappear at the corner of the corridor and clapped his hands to walk the kitchen to the lobby from the outside.
The proprietress in the lobby is still clearing the accounts, but there are only a few books left in the counter.
Lin Ling walked into the counter and fished out the books she had already checked. She casually turned her eyes but looked at the street outside the door. "Who are those three people?"
"I can’t see that" the proprietress went to get a "two people haven’t reached the fairyland yet, but the other one …"
"How?"
The proprietress frowned and seemed to be looking for a suitable statement: "The other person looks no different from ordinary people."
"Oh?" Ringbells eyes a bright immediately to the interest.
It can make the proprietress feel ordinary. Ordinary people are absolutely extraordinary.
The difference between the other eleven halls of the Magic Gate of Wansheng Island is that the island’s brothers are not people, but cultivate adult physique.
Absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and practice can feel the strength of spiritual power better than people. If you don’t practice far above them, everyone can feel the strength of the other person’s practice.
Now both of them are not far from the fairyland, and the other party can make them feel the breath of cultivating immortals, which can be the fairy cultivation.
Lin Ling just mused, "How old is the other party?"
"That’s what scares me." The boss’s frown is full of dignity. "That girl looks only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and she doesn’t make me feel the same kind of breath, you know?"
Bells look slightly changed. Hands can’t help but clench straight and pinch the whole account book out of shape.
How can she not understand a fairy who is fifteen or sixteen years old and is not refined? Then she can be a human being.
There is such a talented cultivator in this world? Never heard of it!
Suddenly there was a flash of light in her mind. She turned her head and looked at her senior sister. "Not necessarily … Do you think it might be that one?"
"Who is it?" The proprietress will not react for a while and blurt out and ask, "Who are you talking about?"
Bells nod.
Wife of shop-owner is silent
Just then there was a rumbling sound from the building, and a figure came rolling from the stairs.
Accompanied by the tumbling figure, there was a binge drinking "Are you fooling the ghost?"? It’ s true that the girl has never drunk’ ice and spring’! "
Chapter 45 Ice spirit contains spring (1)
On the tenth occasion of "goo goo" in the belly, Aoqing heard her door being knocked.
She dashed to the door. At first sight, it was not Xiao Er’s flattering smile, but the fragrant food in his hand. She suddenly jumped out of the door and knocked on the other two doors with eyebrows and smiles.
When the three of them returned to Aoqing Room together, the round table had set the food and a set of blue and white porcelain tea sets. The spout of the teapot was blocked by a cork, which made people unable to smell the tea.
Aoqing saw the dishes on the table that looked very good, but she ignored the pot of tea after the forefinger moved, or she didn’t even recognize that there would be ice and spring in this inn.
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her eyes were full of joy, and she rushed to the table first, but before she sat down, she picked up chopsticks and crossed the nearest dish.
"Guest, this is Yuzhuxin, spiced crispy chicken, crystal pumpkin, lotus white, and a mushroom soup with money, all of which are specialty dishes of the shop." Xiao Er’s side has no intention of quitting after introducing it politely.
Fortunately, Chu Xing meteorite and Pan Hui didn’t care about people. They took a look at Xiao Er and took their seats, but they didn’t move chopsticks immediately because there were outsiders present.
Aoqing was preoccupied with eating, but she ignored the little words and didn’t even remember the names of the dishes introduced by the other party.
Pan Hui never pays attention to food on weekdays, but today is her first time to get in touch with the outside world. She is also slightly interested in a table of dishes. After careful observation, she feels that this inn chef is much better than Changxuan.
Look at the bowl of Polygonatum odoratum heart nearest to her first, and see that each piece of pork heart is cut to a normal size. Pepper, shredded ginger and chopped green onion are evenly sprinkled on the noodles. The soup is thick but not piled up, which looks pleasing to the eye and appetizing, especially the constant aroma makes her feel that her index finger is moving.
Besides, the tender chicken skin honey juice outside the spicy crispy chicken brown-red chicken nuggets has an attractive light, which makes people want to take a hard bite.
Aoqing here has unceremoniously torn a wing and eaten it. Obviously, it tastes very good. She ate a face of satisfaction and did not even notice that her mouth was stained with oil stains.
Chuxing meteorite gently coughed and shook his head and stretched out his hand to move the dish in front of him.
Pan Hui turned her attention to the crystal pumpkin in Xiao Er’s mouth. At first glance, she felt that it was more like a craft than a dish.
A small golden pumpkin melon skin is carved with delicate patterns, and the melon square is the size of a bowl. The part that is separated from the mouth is covered in the mouth, and the melon is covered with a fragrant smell. There is a cup of minced meat soup inside, so what meat is it? She hasn’t seen it yet.
However, she has always had no special preference for animal products, and is generally a vegetarian.
Now, the only vegetarian dish on the table is the lotus white dish on her right hand side, which should be regarded as the simplest dish on the table.
Stir-fried golden lotus white with red pepper and the sauce soup are a good meal at first sight.
Pan Huiru was thinking about it, so he took a slice to taste the salty light. It was really good that the mouth was crisp and spicy.
Pan Huiyan, the last dish in the middle, explored more than his appetite.
There are four small pieces of ham and green leafy vegetables rolling in the clear soup. There is no heat source, but the whole bowl of soup is bubbling like it is still placed in the furnace for heating.
But because of this, she can guarantee that even if they eat it for an hour, the soup will still be hot.
Chu Xing meteorite has obviously discovered this and laughed. "This chef is a bit interesting."
"What’s the point?" Aoqing finally looked up from her rice bowl when she heard her best friend’s words, and there was a white rice grain hanging from her nose, which just wouldn’t fall off as she moved.
ChuXing meteorite corners of the mouth a smoke a face of disgust to raise my hand to pick the naughty rice to pointed to the bowl of money mushroom soup "see? Isn’t it a bit interesting to think that there are such high people in such a small inn? "
AoQing casual glance pie mouth way "what’s this is not a little heat preservation technique? I will! "
I can’t see what she is doing, and the soup is still churning. It actually condenses into a bowl of ice in an instant and braves the dense cold.
Look at AoQing is biting chopsticks, giggling with a smug face.
Chuxing meteorite raised his forehead in the palm of his hand and turned over a supercilious look. Finally, he was afraid that there was a fourth person present and didn’t teach her a lesson.