"Elder Hong, I'm sorry to ......"

Liang Lao's eldest son hurriedly explained the reason, and Liang Lao also raised his head apologetically, if it was ordinary food, it would be okay to divide some of it, but this is indeed food therapy, and Gu Zheng said before that it is a diet therapy that can cure his disease. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although he didn't fully believe it in his heart, he still had a little hope.

A person whose cooking skills are obviously extraordinary, a person who can make food that can restore his appetite should not say big things that cannot be achieved at all, Gu Zheng's performance is too unusual, and the things he makes are indeed different, which also makes Liang Lao and others have more hope in their hearts.

Not to mention them, even Dr. He has a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

"It's okay, is that all, is there anything else?"

Hong Lao said regretfully, this is food therapy, it must not be robbed, and I don't know who made such a delicious thing, I just smelled a little fragrant in the distance before, and when I came here and entered the room, I couldn't stand it.

"I don't know if it's still there, Zhicheng, you go and see if there's any, if there's any, let Hong Lao also taste it!"

Liang Lao commanded his eldest son, his eldest son's name is Liang Zhicheng, the leader of the Shencheng City Government, and he is also the highest person in the Liang family at present.

"Yes, I'll check it out right away!"

Liang Zhicheng bent his head and walked out quickly, while the others looked at each other, their eyes wide.

They were all anxious to see Liang Lao, forgetting where the kitchen was, who knows how much chicken blood soup was made, if there was really a lot, they should have gone to see it just now, so that they could eat some themselves.

Some regret it, some people are annoyed, and some people have rounder eyes.

"What about Chang Le and Chang Feng?"

Someone finally found out that the two brothers of the Chang family were gone, especially the grandchildren of Liang Lao, and this discovery made their hearts cold.

The two brothers are gone, and they can guess where they go with their feet, even if there is any leftover chicken blood soup made by the ancient master in the kitchen, it will definitely be gone now, these two foodies have passed, how can there be left.

After a while, Liang Zhicheng came back again, and Chang Le and Chang Feng came back with him, and their expressions were slightly embarrassed.

"Dad, it's all gone!"

Liang Zhicheng whispered, when he went, Chang Feng and Chang Le had just finished grabbing the last piece of chicken blood, and Gu Zheng had finished eating his own, he was embarrassed to say these things, he just said that it was gone.

"It's okay, it's gone, it's gone, whoever made it, you just introduce the chef to me, I'll bring him over and make it for me!"

Hong Lao waved his hand, and Liang Lao's face showed a hint of embarrassment, it was Gu Zheng who made chicken blood soup for him, and he knew a little bit about Gu Zheng's temperament from Chang Le, this is not a person who tends to be inflammatory.

Hong Lao is different from him, Hong Lao is also an old cadre, but he retired from the army, he was on the battlefield back then, and his temperament has always been very hot, if Gu Zheng refuses, God knows what radical moves this old guy can make.

"Lao Liang, you won't be so stingy, and the chef won't want to borrow it?"

Seeing that Liang Lao didn't speak, Hong Lao immediately said something again, Liang Lao shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Lao Hong, you misunderstood what I meant, this chef is not our staff, but someone invited by Chang Le from outside, it is us, and we also treat it as a guest!"

When Liang Lao said this, it was obvious that the chef was not from here, nor was he under their control, he was the one they invited, Hong Lao wanted to invite others to make good food, so he had to say it well, don't use his identity to oppress people.

"It's okay, then I'll please!" Hong Lao laughed, and without waiting for Liang Lao to speak, he turned around and walked out again.

"Zhicheng, go out and have a look, don't let Lao Hong hurt Master Gu!"

Liang Lao hurriedly commanded his eldest son, his face was even more helpless, there was still a little bit of chicken blood soup left, he hesitated, and finally picked up the spoon and drank the rest of the chicken blood soup.

It's not just delicious, it's also a good medicine for his body, and no matter what the final effect is, he'll be able to eat it all this week.

Before, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to eat, but now he finds that this worry is purely superfluous, such a delicious thing, something that can still make him have an appetite, not to mention one bowl, even two bowls, he can eat them all.

In the kitchen, Gu Zheng is cleaning up his things, some of the kitchenware is his, some things will be brought back later, and some will be temporarily placed here for the time being, and they will continue to be used tomorrow.

The boiled fairy chicken must be taken away, this is an ordinary level ingredient, or an ingredient containing fairy power, go back and deal with it, it is a good dish.

"You're the cook who cooks for Lao Liang?" Before he could clean up, an old man suddenly came into the kitchen and looked at him in surprise.

"I did cook food for Liang Lao, but I'm not a chef!"

Gu Zheng just looked up, then lowered his head again, and continued to pack his things, he was still too young, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of the people who came in, if he was older, such as his father's age, and often watched the news, he would find that this old man was a person who had been on the news many times.

"That's you, what you just made is really good, go, I'll do a copy!"

Hong Lao walked in directly, and couldn't help but say, he went up and grabbed Gu Zheng's arm, and wanted to take him away.

"Let it go!"

Gu Zheng's face sank suddenly, and he said in a low voice, and at the same time, the immortal power in his body suddenly started to work on its own, and his whole body vibrate.

Hong Lao's body suddenly took a few steps back, and he looked at Gu Zheng in shock.

Gu Zheng also raised his head suddenly, and looked at Hong Lao in disbelief.

"Low-grade immortal tricks, the name is unknown, the strength is not in the stream, and I don't make an evaluation!"

The voice of the machine spirit sounded in Gu Zheng's mind, and just now, when Hong Lao grabbed him, he actually felt a familiar fluctuation on Hong Lao's body, this fluctuation was definitely wrong, it was the fluctuation of immortal power.

Immediately afterwards, the machine spirit gave him this sentence, he didn't know what the low-level immortal trick meant, but when the machine spirit said these words, it was equivalent to saying that what he felt just now was true, this old man, there were immortal power fluctuations in his body, and he was actually an immortal cultivator.

"Machine Spirit, didn't you say that there are no immortal cultivators on the earth, what's going on with him?"

Gu Zheng quickly asked in his heart, immortal cultivator, he actually met an immortal cultivator, although he was just an immortal cultivator with unpopular strength, but it was also an immortal cultivator, in the eyes of ordinary people, the immortal cultivator was already an incomparably powerful existence, that is, an immortal.

"I only said that there is no immortal power on the earth, when did you say that there are no immortal cultivators on the earth? This person cultivates a kind of improved immortal technique, but even if it is improved, it is a low-grade immortal technique, but this kind of immortal recipe can be transformed through the power in his own body when there is no immortal power in the outside world, so as to cultivate immortal power, but the immortal power they cultivate in this way is very complicated, and the pure immortal power you cultivate is completely incomparable, in the eyes of this instrument spirit, this is not immortal power at all, at best, it can only play a role in strengthening the body, and it is impossible to achieve success in cultivation!"

The machine spirit said slowly, criticizing the immortal power on Hong Lao's body in a mess, and even said that this could not be called immortal power at all.

But no matter what the machine spirit said, it was a fact that the old man in front of him had immortal power.