"Zhao Sheng! Oh, I finally found you." just as Zhao Sheng was about to contact the seemingly powerful man, a small hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder and grabbed him.

Turning around, I saw a sweaty face.

"Feifei? What's the matter with you? Why are you sweating so much?" Zhao Sheng said, subconsciously raising his hand to wipe the sweat off Ren Feifei's face.

Zhao Sheng can swear to God that he is really just subconscious and has no other ideas (if any, pull out brother underpants and play his little brother a hundred times).

But this time, it was completely reflected in Feng Shuchen's eyes, who was just about to turn and leave.

"CLA, CLA, cla." holding his fist, Feng Shuchen's eyes were full of murderous spirit. But soon, she covered up the murderous spirit and turned away.

"There are too many people here. Let's talk about it in the room where the dust smells." Ren Feifei said, grabbed Zhao Sheng's arm and pulled it in the direction of the house where the dust smells.

No wonder Ren Feifei's face is full of beads of sweat. At this speed, even Zhao Sheng, who has reached the middle stage of his body cultivation, has to sweat.

However, this makes Zhao Sheng more curious. What is it that makes Ren Feifei so eager?

"Feifei... If you hadn't told me what it was in advance, after all... I still have another half..."

"Fuck you, where do you want to go." Ren Feifei said, giving Zhao Sheng a white look, but she then said: "before you went to the practice room, didn't you let us do what you said separately. We've done almost all this month, but some things still need you to decide."

"I thought it was something that made me nervous." Zhao Sheng joked with a smile on his face.

In his understanding, his relationship with Ren Feifei should be called superior and subordinate.

So it doesn't hurt to joke a little.

But Zhao Sheng ignored one thing, that is, Ren Feifei always looked like a little pepper before he met him!

And most importantly, Ren Feifei saw Zhao Sheng's joke, so she immediately countered: "but what you said reminds me. Tut Tut, you and I are all outside disciples now, right? Isn't that... Hey, hey..."

Ren Feifei ran and smiled at Zhao Sheng beside her. Of course, only she thought she was laughing.

So, facing this topic that he didn't know how to answer, Zhao Sheng had a flash of inspiration and said wisely, "what, what did I ask you to do?"

"What?! you forgot what you asked me to do before?! you!"

Sure enough, as Zhao Sheng expected, Ren Feifei stopped and stared at Zhao Sheng with her eyes open after hearing his question.

At this time, Ren Feifei's domineering appearance was almost pulling Zhao Sheng's robe collar, and then followed by a series of moves.

"Well, I've been in the practice room for 300 days. It's normal to forget something after such a long time, isn't it?" Zhao Sheng explained with a smile on his face.

But in fact, with his memory, how can he forget all the things he arranged?

"Hum, it's your reason. Who makes me so smart, kind, generous and considerate? Let's go. Dust poison smell and Daniel Zhang are both in a hurry."

With that, Ren Feifei's face unconsciously showed a trace of loss. But at this time, she had turned her head and ran again in the direction of the room where the dust smell was located.

"Zhi!" the door of the room smelling dust and poison was roughly opened by Ren Feifei.

"Sleeping trough?!" as soon as he entered the room of dust and poison smell, Zhao Sheng was almost blinded: "poison smell, you're too beautiful..."

What did Zhao Sheng see?

I saw ten stoves I didn't know where to get from in the dusty room and put them in the living room.

Next to the stove, there was a worker or disciple standing all the same, contacting with cooking. As for the smell of dust and poison, who was knocking across his legs and lying in a chair, he was drinking something and sucking his nose, and then he was still talking to the ten people. As for his eyes, they didn't open at all.

"Ah?" hearing Zhao Sheng's voice, he came to Zhao Sheng like his grandson and stood respectfully: "Lord Zhao, I just..."

"It doesn't hurt, but I really envy your nose."

"It's all supported by adults. Otherwise, what's the use of this talent? I only used it once in a year or two in kongxiu city. I still smell dead people."

He nodded noncommittally. Zhao Sheng was still very satisfied with Chen poison smell's behavior.

Don't show half a point before standing in line. After standing in line, do your best. For people like Chen Duxiang, Zhao Sheng believes that even if he is not found and reused by Zhao Sheng, he will never do nothing in his life.

Looking at the current situation, Zhao Sheng joked, "look at your posture. If you leave daoqingmen and open a cooking training class outside in the future, I think it will definitely be a powerful tool to make money."

But Zhao Sheng's joke was mistaken for testing his loyalty: "no, no, no, Lord Zhao, I don't have any other skills. It's all up to you to have a place to use. As long as you don't drive me away, I'll follow you even if I'm an ox and a horse."

He raised his eyebrows, and Zhao Sheng picked at the corners of his mouth: "You misunderstood me. I'm serious. After all, we can't stop at daoqingmen for a lifetime. I've thought out the advertising words of the training course for you. I'll use them: which show of cooking technology? Go to Daoqing to find poison smell. There are nearly 100 advanced stoves in Dongling for students to learn. There's no charge for trial study in January. Blood moon mainland poison smell cooking school."

"Which show of cooking skills? Go to Daoqing to find poison smell..." dust poison smell first glanced at Zhao Sheng's eyes, then felt certain, patted his thigh with his hand, and said excitedly: "that's a good advertisement, sir! I'll find someone who is good at calligraphy in a moment, write down what you just said, and then hang it in the restaurant."

After breathing, the taste of being flattered is still so comfortable.

"Well, well, put the rest at the end and say, Feifei is so anxious to find me. What on earth are you doing?"

I saw dust poison smell directly in front of Ren Feifei and Zhang Daniu and said, "in this month, we found these ten cooks who can enter dust poison smell eyes from Daoqing gate, and then we have been busy with recipes and training their cooking skills."

"Talk about the key points..." Zhao Sheng said helplessly. If he let the dust smell go on, he didn't know when to talk about it.

"The point... The point is that we can't get the qualification of the shop in the Holy Land..."