Chapter 1790： A blessing in disguise, my mystery

The flames roared and laughed, accompanied by the impact of the spatula, forming a melodious movement.

Soon, plates of dishes were presented like water.

Although there are no precious ingredients, it can be said to be full of color and fragrance.

After everyone took a bite, they all looked surprised.

"This taste... is simply delicious!" Zhuge Zang, who has a good **** and delicious food, couldn't help sighing.

The two little girls and Zhang Xiaoyu didn't even have the time to talk, and began to frantically deal with the food in front of them.

Even the fat aunt and Xie Jingjing who were used to old Xie's craftsmanship can't help being taken aback.

Because it tastes much better than before.

Although Lao Xie used to cook well, he is at best the level of a food stall chef, but now the taste is comparable to the world's top chefs, and even better.

"Husband? What is going on? Why has Uncle Xie's craft improved so much?" An Yan couldn't help asking.

Xue An was also a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he understood the reason, moved a little in his heart, and then smiled.

"It’s not surprising that Uncle Xie’s great advancement in cooking is largely because his consciousness has been wandering between the heavens and the earth for a long time. Although the loss is huge, it has also been greatly tempered, so now cooking has become This is an alternative blessing in disguise because of his instinct!"

Hearing Xue An’s explanation, An Yan nodded suddenly, and Aunt Fatty and Xie Jingjing were naturally very happy.

Only Zhuge Zang thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly, and he glanced at Xue An.

Xue An nodded at him slightly, and a smile appeared on Zhuge Zang's face.

At this moment, Lao Xie, who had finished cooking, walked over with a smile while wiping his hands.

"How's it? It tastes good, right?"

Everyone nodded, and Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head even more, and said in a bulging mouth: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

Old Xie smiled triumphantly, took out a bottle of wine he had collected from behind, filled it up impatiently, and said, "It's delicious! Come on, Xiao An, and everyone, let's have a drink together! I'll do it first."

As he said, he drank it all in one fell swoop, and then slapped it with satisfaction, "It's so fragrant!"

In the past, Aunt Fatty would definitely murmur if she saw Lao Xie drinking like this, but this time she did not speak, but looked at Lao Xie with a distressed face.

Xue An smiled, "Why do I think that Uncle Xie is good at drinking? How about you try to temper yourself like this?"

This sentence caused everyone to laugh, and then they toasted and started drinking.

The wine did not disperse until late at night.

Before leaving, Old Xie and Fat Aunt went out to see them off.

Lao Xie's alcohol volume has really increased a lot, even though he drank a lot, he is still sober.

On the contrary, Xie Jingjing was so drunk that she had to go to bed early.

Everyone left one after another, and in the end only Xue An and An Yan were left.

Even the two little girls who were full of food and drink had already followed Hu Ying and Zhang Xiaoyu back first.

The fat aunt pulled An Yan to the side and whispered between women.

Old Xie lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Xiao'an, you said I am... or me?" Old Xie Youyou asked.

"Why do you say that?"

"Although consciousness and memory are there, I have died once after all, and now my body has become such a look, making me feel that my previous self has disappeared! For example, drinking alcohol, I have nothing to drink now. Feel!" Old Xie smiled wryly.

Xue An shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Xie, as long as the soul has not changed, then you are you! As for your current doubts... In a word of the Buddhist school, it is called a mystery!"

"The mystery I see?" Old Xie murmured, then lowered his head in deep thought, without even noticing that his cigarette **** had burned to his fingers.

Xue An continued: "Yes! Your consciousness has been wandering between heaven and earth for so long after all. If it wasn't for a ray of obsession to support you, your memory might have disappeared! By then, even your soul There is still a new you! This is called the mystery of the yin!"

Old Xie nodded, "I understand a little bit, to put it bluntly, now I am like a rebirth with memories!"

Xue An nodded, "It can also be explained like this!"

Old Xie smiled, "It turns out that this is the case, then I can rest assured! Xiaoan, thank you!"

"No thanks!" Xue An smiled, "And I just suddenly had an idea, it seems that you can embark on the road of cultivation!"

"The road to practice?"

"Yes! The road to cultivation through cooking!" Xue An said with staring eyes.

On the way home, An Yan asked curiously: "Husband, what did you say to Uncle Xie? What made him so excited?"

Xue An smiled slightly, "It's nothing, just gave him a cookbook!"

"Cooking method?" An Yan looked dumbfounded, "Are you trying to let Uncle Xie carry forward cooking?"

"What? Can't it?" Xue An said with a smile.

"It's not impossible, but is this really promising?" An Yan hesitated.

"Future? Of course! Otherwise, why do you think your husband and my culinary skills are so good? It's a very advanced method to learn from cooking!" Xue An said lightly.

at the same time.

In the Lao Xie Hotel, the fat aunt fell asleep very sleepy because of the ups and downs of the day.

Old Xie stood in the kitchen with excitement, because there was a golden law in his mind.

God of Cookery!

Lao Xie was amazed by the unheard of cultivation methods recorded above.

But what excites Lao Xie most is the recipes that were attached at the end of the law jue.

Seeing those almost unbelievable techniques, Lao Xie took a deep breath, then picked up the kitchen knife, and began to carefully cut the shredded vegetables.

Because he couldn't forget the last words Xue An said to him.

In this world, if a man wants to live well and at the same time make his family live better, he must have his own strength!

For this sentence, Lao Xie deeply agrees.

And his road of cultivation also began.

at the same time.

In the Lingying Palace of Fanjing Mountain, Shi Xueqing stared at the drunk Fox Night in amazement.

"Master, what is...what's wrong?"

A Rou on the side said helplessly: "What else? Too much drinking! Come to and help me help him to the bed!"

The two women arrived on the bed carrying Fox Night.

Shi Xueqing was just about to leave.

At this moment, the night Fox on the bed began to mumble, "Yu'er, Honghong, don't go!"

I heard the names of these two strange women.

Shi Xueqing swallowed subconsciously and peeked at A Rou.

really.

A Rou's face sank instantly, and then she said in a deep voice, "Miss Xueqing!"

"in!"

"Thank you for pouring a cup of tea, remember, the hot one!"

"……Oh!"