"Good guy, I just wanted to eat a chicken leg or a few bites of braised pork, but I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing! Even the food in the Zhongjing Palace is not as good as yours!"

A surprised voice sounded, and everyone turned around to see an old beggar standing at the door of the manor, with a wretched look on his face, gaping at the table of hard vegetables.

Fan Boyu woke up instantly.

Before the old beggar made a sound, I didn't notice his existence at all!

In addition, this was Peach Blossom Ping, and Shen Ying's senses were stronger than hers and Lu Zheng's. Looking at Shen Ying's performance, it was obvious that she had not discovered the old beggar in advance.

Master!

Top master!

Definitely more powerful than the saint who has lived in the church for hundreds of years!

Fan Boyu's eyes shrank, he instantly raised his body and pointed vaguely at the old beggar.

"Huh? People from the Yuan Sheng Sect? Why are you hanging out with Mr. Lu?" The old beggar seemed to have noticed Fan Boyu and waved his hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm just an old beggar, just begging for food. I don't fight.

fight!"

"Senior!" Liu Qingyan pulled Liu Qingquan and Du Yueyao forward to salute.

Shen Ying also heard Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan talk about this stranger, so she didn't panic and bowed to the Eighteenth Heavenly Girl.

Fan Boyu, on the other hand, saw that everyone seemed to know the old beggar, so he felt relieved, calmed down his breath, bowed and saluted, "Yuan Shengjiao Feng worships Fan Boyu, I have met the senior!"

"Senior Liu! You're here! It's better to arrive early than to arrive late! I happened to kill a pig demon today and made a whole pig feast! Do you want Wuliangye or Huadiao? I'll give you a full cup!" Lu Zheng

He walked out of the kitchen and said loudly.

"Hua Diao! Hua Diao is just fine. Drink to warm your stomach and serve food." The old beggar chuckled, and while greeting everyone to be polite, he took the front seat honestly and politely.

Lu Zheng patted the gourd, and several flower sculptures flew out and landed on the dining table.

Before Lu Zheng could take action, Liu Qingyan picked up a jar of wine, opened the seal, and poured a full glass for the old beggar.

"Thank you, thank you so much." The old beggar said with a smile on his face, "You are such a well-behaved and sensible girl. If you weren't a demon and had pure yang, I would accept you as my apprentice!"

Liu Qingyan raised her lips, "Qingyan will be lucky enough to be favored by seniors."

"Come on, come on, everyone is here. Thank you to the wild boar demon for sacrificing himself and providing us with a sumptuous dinner!" Lu Zheng came to the other side of the old beggar and poured a glass of wine for himself and Liu Qingyan.

Lu Zheng's witty words instantly livened up the slightly serious atmosphere due to the old beggar's appearance, which was much more effective than the old beggar's words to make everyone relax.

Shen Ying poured herself a glass of wine and said to the old beggar, "I have heard from my husband that my senior helped him out of trouble and gave him a magic talisman. I have long wanted to pay homage to my senior, and today I got my wish. I'm so lucky!"

The 18th Heavenly Maidens all raised their glasses and congratulated in unison, "Senior, please!"

"Okay, okay!" the old beggar said with a smile.

Everyone raised their glasses, drank together, and then sat down.

Lu Zheng cooks a lot of each dish and divides it into several plates to ensure that everyone can get enough dishes.

On the contrary, it is the main seat, with only one side and the fewest dishes facing it.

Although the old beggar could take things from a distance, Liu Qingyan and Shen Ying, who was sitting under Lu Zheng, had very good eyesight. They would put various dishes on the plates in front of the old beggar and Lu Zheng every time without waiting for him to do it.

superior.

One person picked up the food and the other poured the wine. The old beggar and Lu Zheng only had to eat and drink.

"You're so lucky!" The old beggar drank another glass of wine and put a mouthful of pot-roasted meat into his belly.

"That's natural." Lu Zheng smiled, "With a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

The old beggar nodded, then took another chopstick and put the steamed meat into his mouth. He could only feel the aroma of glutinous rice mixed with meat, not greasy at all, soft and delicious.

"The first time we met was a coincidence, the second time we met just by chance. Today is the third time we met, and I had a whole pig feast like yours. The old beggar can't hide it anymore."

The old beggar picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then said, "I come from the Tiandun sect in Guanzhou, Hexi Province, and my surname is Liu Mingzong."

Before Lu Zheng could react, Fan Boyu shook his hand and spilled half of the wine in his glass.

"Hey? Have you heard of it?" the old beggar asked with a smile.

Fan Boyu swallowed, nodded and said, "Of course I have heard that it is passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years, and there are three to five people in each generation. You should be the Senior Liu who is known as Qianhai Zhenren, right?"

The old beggar smiled and said, "Hey, have you really heard of me? Did you hear it from outside, or did you hear it from the Yuansheng Sect?"

Fan Boyu couldn't help but smile, "Your name is as loud as thunder in our ears."

Lu Zheng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Liu Qingyan and Shen Ying.

There is a story here. It is obvious that this old beggar has caused the Yuansheng Sect to suffer. Could it be that he killed a saint?

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The old beggar has been cultivating himself in the past hundred years, and he hasn't killed anyone for a long time." The old beggar waved his hand and picked up another piece of ribs. He didn't use chopsticks, just held it with his hand and gnawed it, and his mouth was full of oil.

, looks delicious.

Hearing what the old beggar said, Fan Boyu also breathed a sigh of relief.

There is an old grudge between the Tiandu Sect and the Yuan Sheng Sect. If the veteran saint of the Yuan Sheng Sect is here, of course she will not be afraid of this old beggar. He is just a priest and has not practiced Taoism for a thousand years. How can he not be afraid?

What's special is that this guy named Lu lives in a small county, but he has a wide circle of friends. He really hides his secrets!

"Boy Lu, your cooking skills are better than I thought. I thought you would open a restaurant in Zhongjing at most, but I didn't expect you to be at the level of an imperial chef!"

The old beggar gave a thumbs up, "I have an old relationship with the owner of Chixiao Temple in Zhongjing. If you want to be a chef in the palace, I can make a recommendation."

He knew that the old beggar was joking, but Lu Zheng still raised his eyebrows, "Hey, I only cook for my relatives and friends. What does the emperor want to eat? It depends on my mood!"

Be carefree and carefree, proud of the princes!

Lu Zheng's free and uninhibited temperament when he spoke made Shen Ying and Liu Qingyan's eyes turn pink and heart-shaped.

Well, there are already more than ten pairs of shining eyes on both sides of the long table.

"Okay, okay! He is indeed a good seed for cultivating Taoism. No wonder he entered the country so quickly!" The old beggar laughed with satisfaction and had another drink with Lu Zheng.

Seeing Lu Zheng clinking glasses and laughing with the old beggar so freely and naturally, Fan Boyu's eyes turned red with jealousy. He also wanted to step forward and say a few words, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't dare.

…

A dinner was enjoyed by both the host and the guest.

Person No. 20 ate up this huge wild boar, which weighed over a thousand kilograms.

The spiritual energy that has not yet dissipated is mixed with the pork belly. Everyone is equivalent to replenishing some spiritual energy, and they will practice and digest it tonight.
Chapter completed!