"Let's go and find him now. You are the history of Yiyuan Academy. This time, it's Dai Xuegong. How can you fall into the name of Xuegong?" Luo en angrily pulls Gu Fenghua out.

Gu Fenghua can see that the name of any school is false, and she doesn't want to be called upon. But this time, Gu Fenghua didn't persuade them. It doesn't matter if the old men like to ask each other and help each other with the idea of respecting the old and loving the young. However, they rely on the old to sell the old and become arrogant one by one, so she is not interested in being bossed by them.

"When it's time to have a meal, please come and have a meal quickly. There are too many guests these days, and there are too many things to worry about. If you miss the meal for a while, don't blame our poor reception." Just at this moment, manager Zhu stood in front of the dining hall not far away and yelled.

A tempting aroma of food, but also diffuse out.

"Well, it smells good." Lorne smelled the fragrance of the food coming from the dining hall, and could not move any further.

Gu Fenghua also sniffed, showing surprise. To tell you the truth, since she came to Wuji holy heaven, she has never had a good meal except by doing it herself. It's not that she doesn't taste good, but it's too bad. This is also normal. Wuji holy heaven pays more attention to cultivation than Tianji continent, and even ordinary people have more or less cultivation. I've gone to practice, and no one is willing to waste time on eating.

In retrospect, he has not smelled such a dish for a long time. The most important thing is, why does it feel so familiar.

Pulling Lorne, Gu Fenghua runs to the dining hall quickly.

They are not slow, but others are faster. When they enter the dining hall, it is already full of people.

"Let me have a look at what's delicious today."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. I'll know later. I won't let you down anyway."

"This time I came to Kuzen, the food tastes really good. I've never known that the food could be so delicious."

"Yes, yes, it's worthy of the name of Shengzong. The food is immortal in the world. When I think about the food I used to eat, it's just pig food."

"Don't say any more. Besides, I don't want to go back."

"Well, if you don't go back, you won't go back? It has to be approved by Zen Buddhism. "

"Don't think about it. While you can stay for a few days, you can eat one more bite. I'm afraid you won't want to eat it for the rest of your life."

The disciples from all the small sects were swallowing while talking. To say, they are not inferior in their respective sects, but now, one by one, they are like the reincarnation of starving ghosts.

"Hurry up, hurry up. Can't you see that everyone can't wait? What are you doing dawdling about?" At this time, Zhu Guanshi's impatient voice came from the kitchen.

"What's the rush? Cooking is the same as cultivation. You should avoid being impetuous. If you don't have time, the taste will be greatly reduced." Then, someone said slowly.

"It's not to cook for the elders of the big door. There's so much attention to it. Serve it quickly." Zhu Guanshi is more impatient.

"I can't do it. There's no distinction between the noble and the humble. I'm responsible for the ingredients. No matter who I make it for, it's absolutely unambiguous." The latter insisted.

"Fat man, are you finished? There are so many people waiting for dinner, and you are still so dallying. I think you are clearly disobeying the orders of the master Zhu Guanshi scolded angrily.