Chapter 723: Weiyang's Dishes and the Style of the Natal Magic Weapon

Adding the word "old" in front of a person's surname is generally a term for someone who knows him very well.

Huang Shigong called Zhou Fengchen's father Old Zhou?

Zhou Fengchen's father is Zhou Daoxing, who is Zhou Daoxing? The top five Taoist masters in the Baixiao Monk rankings, the earth immortal old monster who has lived for one or two hundred years, although he may be dead now.

Zhang Shisan and Yuan Zhi Monk, who knew the details, were about to pop out their eyes.

Zhou Fengchen was taken aback, "You...... Know my daddy? ”

Huang Shigong blinked, "I don't know, isn't your father's surname Zhou?" He's awesome? ”

"Then why do you say that?"

"I said you bit me?"

No way!

A false alarm!

Zhang 13 said: "I think it's better to eat and drink first!"

"Great idea!" Huang Shigong rubbed his hands, "So, who will eat first?" ”

The scrambled eggs with leeks are all gray spots, the fried pork slices with yam are a little mushy, the meat is dark when returning to the pot, the bacon with garlic sprouts seems to be undercooked, and the egg flowers in the tomato and egg soup should be in the pot before the water is boiled, and the soup is like milk, and it looks fishy......

A group of people looked at each other, and then looked at Zhou Fengchen together.

Zhou Fengchen frowned, "What do you think I'm doing?" ”

Monk Yuanzhi pointed at Weiyang with a serious face, "Isn't she your woman?" You two often sleep in the same bed, shouldn't you taste her cooking first? ”

Zhou Fengchen looked at Weiyang, "Are you my woman?" ”

Weiyang's face was calm, "It's your family." ”

"Hey! Ha ha. Zhang Shisan, Huang Shigong, Yuanzhi Monk and Li Erjia pointed at Zhou Fengchen together, their faces full of schadenfreude.

"Haha hammer!"

Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath, picked up chopsticks, hesitated for three seconds on the fried pork slices with yams, and asked Weiyang, "Have you cooked before?" ”

"Nope!" Weiyang's answer was a matter of course.

Zhou Fengchen's face twitched, he picked up a piece of yam, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with a crunch.

Zhang Shisan looked at him with a few people, "How is it?" What do you think? ”

Weiyang's expression was rare and a little excited, "Still, are you okay?" ”

Zhou Fengchen frowned at first, then widened his eyes, and finally smiled.

Is...... It's so unpalatable! There is no salt, there is too much monosodium glutamate, the paste is too strong, a little bitter, and it tastes like the end of the world.

However, this feeling can't be enjoyed by yourself, "To be honest, although there are a few small flaws in the color, the taste is really unique!" ”

Wow......

Zhang 134 people opened the robbery, and one person grabbed a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and then ...... They were stunned together.

Weiyang had a bad premonition, "No...... Is it tasty? ”

The bright big eyes blinked and blinked, the bright red mouth pursed unnaturally, and there were two gray marks on the face, not to mention how cute it was, making it impossible to say a "no".

Therefore, Zhang Thirteen and the Fourteen nodded together, did not say it, swallowed it with difficulty, and looked at Zhou Fengchen with resentment.

Weiyang was a little unhappy, and his face turned cold.

Zhou Fengchen patted the table and said, "It's too much for you to do this, how luxurious it is to eat this kind of thing in this broken cave!" I just thought it tasted special! ”

Weiyang blinked, "Then I'll do it for you every day in the future?" ”

Zhang Shisan and the others almost laughed.

Zhou Fengchen sighed, "I don't think it's so troublesome, let's go to the restaurant to eat, I have a restaurant at home." ”

Weiyang shook his head, "But I think cooking is fun, don't go to the restaurant, I'll do it myself, don't be stunned, you eat!" ”

"Okay!" Zhou Fengchen took another pair of chopsticks with a bitter face and ate it.

Weiyang smiled, tore open a bag of spicy strips, and drank the porridge.

Zhang 134 people next to him drank a little wine and ate spicy noodles.

Zhou Fengchen eats his own vegetables, he brags by himself, and he has to finish blowing with tears.

The meal was eaten for two hours, two cases of beer were drunk, a third of the dish was eaten, and finally it was over.

Weiyang was sleepy and slept in a haystack not far away.

Huang Shigong staggered, saying that he was drunk, and lay back in his nest.

Zhou Fengchen and the others were reluctant, Zhang Shisan squatted in front of his head, "Lao Huang, you can't rely on it, because you promised, you have to be trustworthy!" ”

Huang Shigong waved his hand in a daze, "Drunk!" Half in the bag! ”

He snorted as he spoke.

Zhou Fengchen gritted his teeth, took over four iron basins for vegetables, one for each person, and then surrounded Huang Shigong and knocked them up with stones.

"It's a long wave...... It's a long ...... in the waves."

"Little snail, Di Lili blows ......"

"The moon it represents my heart......"

The sound of banging on the pot and the four broken gongs echoed in the cave, which was very penetrating.

Huang Shigong finally couldn't sleep, so he got up and scolded, "Mother's follicle!" Stop it! Do it, do it! ”

Zhou Fengchen smiled and hurriedly threw things, "Let you pretend!" Get it up! ”

Huang Shigong took a deep breath, "It's not that I don't do it, it's just that you guys work too this thing, do you understand?" ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "I don't understand!" ”

Huang Shigong opened the two boxes, pointed to the pair of dragon horns, and said quietly: "This is the dragon horns, a divine object!"

He pointed to another box, "This is the Kunlun Mountain meteorite three thousand years ago, which was trained by the pre-Qin Qi practitioners, and belongs to the gods among the gods. You got it by chance, it's pure luck! ”

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were excited and apprehensive, "And then?" ”

Huang Shigong said: "So I have a little numbness on my scalp, but I don't blow it, this thing is only I can do, and I can't do it if I cry with another person."

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan applauded unpassionately, "Awesome! Awesome! ”

Monk Yuanzhi said suspiciously: "Then the question is, how did you know that Widow Li had this thing in her house early in the morning?" When you were recuperating at her house, this thing wasn't there, was it? Are you cheating on us? Do you have a leg with Widow Lee? ”

Huang Shigong was stunned for three seconds, his face was a little strange, he picked up a stone and hit it, "Lao Tzu is talking about it, what are you talking about!" ”

The Yuan Zhi monk ran away, "Na! It's not that I can't beat you, I respect your age! ”

"You dead bald head for Lao Tzu to stop!"

The two circled around the dog hole.

Zhou Fengchen, Zhang Shisan, and Li Erjia sighed depressedly, and each of them took a cigarette.

Although Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan also had some doubts about this matter, as long as the natal magic weapon could be made, everything would be empty.

However, Huang Shigong is too willful, and he can't urge or scold.

Bother!

Huang Shigong chased the Yuanzhi monk for seven or eight laps, until the Yuanzhi monk climbed out of the hole from the tree, then came back and sat down, and said with a weak breath: "Then the question is, what style do you two do?"

"Is it possible to have a thirty-pound meteor crutch hammer?" Zhang 13 asked tentatively.

Zhou Fengchen rubbed his nose, "What about the eighty catties of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife?" ”

Huang Shigong had a cold face, "Get out!" ”

Zhou Fengchen and the two laughed dryly for a while, scratched their heads, jokes are jokes, the natal magic weapon cultivates each other, you have to be serious.

Huang Shigong suggested, "Dragon horn is a handle!" Meteorite iron rod to make a blade, can only do two kinds, a super, the best with meteorite rod skin, can make a lot of styles, but super with meteorite rod heart, sorry, can only be made stick, because the heart is the essence, itself is powerful, can not move! ”

In this way, the selectivity is small.

Zhang Shisan said to Zhou Fengchen: "I suffer a loss, I want skin, make a small sword!"

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "Okay! I'm going to be awesome! Eat my old Monday's stick! ”

(End of chapter)