Chapter 110

As soon as Gu Zheng arrived, the man at the door gave up his position.

Gu Zheng still holds a box. In the box is a living immortal chicken. It is best to use the freshest chicken blood in chicken blood soup, so every Gu Zheng is killed now.

"Master Gu is coming!"

Old Liang actually came out by himself today. After walking for half an hour yesterday, he really felt much better. Although he can't walk for a long time, he has no problem walking from the house to the yard.

At this point, they are much stronger than before.

"You are in poor health. You'd better go back and have a rest first. Chicken blood soup will be fine for a while!"

Gu Zheng hurriedly said that several children of the Liang family had gone and wanted to help the old man. Liang waved his hand and didn't let these people help him.

"It doesn't matter. I've felt great changes in the diet yesterday. I believe master Gu, I came out specially to thank you!"

Liang Lao knows his own body best. Now he really feels that his body has changed a lot. This is just a diet therapy. A diet therapy has brought him such great changes. He also has incomparable expectations for the next diet therapy.

Gu Zheng is not talking. It is a good thing that Liang Lao's body has improved. Gu Zheng has never doubted the effect of dietotherapy, because this is not the technology of the earth at all, but the dietotherapy from the wasteland.

Gu Zheng went into the kitchen. Chang Feng didn't come in today. Chang Le came in.

Changle didn't know that the people outside the door were secretly thinking that the chicken blood soup would be ready later. They didn't go in to see the old man eat it by themselves. They wanted to come to the kitchen. They already knew that there was a surplus of chicken blood soup yesterday, but it was divided by Gu Zheng and Changfeng.

Gu Zheng they can't fight. After all, he cooked delicious food, but Chang Feng and Chang Le ate it yesterday. They can't give it to them today. They should try it by themselves.

Last noon and evening, many of them ran out to find chicken blood soup. Unfortunately, they didn't drink as well as they thought, let alone the smell they smelled before.

"Old Hong!"

These young people are thinking that an old man strides in outside. Old Hong is coming.

"Lao Liang, you are lucky to run this time. I believe you can do well!"

Old Hong greeted old Liang with a smile and said with envy. He has greater confidence in Gu Zheng than old Liang and his children. He knows that Gu Zheng's diet is not an ordinary means. Since Gu Zheng said that he can cure old Liang's disease, it must be OK.

He also knew that old Liang's former body, an evergreen tree with great influence in politics, was about to wither. Unexpectedly, he met a descendant of an expert and ushered in the spring of withered trees. After his body was cured, the future political arena will be more stable. These old people have the role of stabilizing the political arena.

However, it is true that the Liang family will develop better and better in the future.

"Thank you for your kind words. I hope so!"

Old Liang replied with a smile. Old Hong didn't say much. I don't need to say some details. I believe the Liang family will understand what a good gentleman they met before long.

"Again!"

"It really smells good!"

The fragrance slowly came out of the kitchen. Old Hong sniffed, but his stomach was even more hungry.

In order to wait for Gu Zheng, he didn't eat breakfast. Now he smelled the smell and his stomach cried out. Everyone around him heard it, which made him a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, he is not the only one who cries. If he is not full in the morning or does not eat in the morning, he will cry. This is true for several people.

"I don't know how he can cook so well when he is young!"

It was the youngest son of Liang Lao. He was a few years older than Changle. He was very broad when he spoke. His status was not as prominent as his brothers, but it was not bad. He was in business and had a huge business empire.

Because he is not short of money and often goes abroad, he has eaten a lot of delicious food, more than his brothers.

But he didn't even smell the fragrance made by Gu Zheng. In addition, Gu Zheng is so young, so he said that Gu Zheng's cooking is even better than those old chefs who have been immersed in it all his life.

"Maybe it's his father's reason. Green is better than blue!"

Old Liang's third son said that Gu Zheng helped old Liang cure his illness with food therapy. They had already made a clear investigation of Gu Zheng's details and knew that Gu Zheng had a famous chef father.

What is Michelin 3-star chef? How can he be considered as a world famous chef? It's not surprising that such a cooking is so popular with a father who has talent and hard work.

Unfortunately, they don't know that Gu Zheng learned cooking from his father, but it can only be said that his current cooking can be done by no one on earth except him. He inherits the cooking of the most famous food fairy and glutinous fairy in the wasteland.

The smell continued to thicken, and Changle in the kitchen began to regret.

Like Chang Feng yesterday, he felt the strongest fragrance in the small space. Unfortunately, he couldn't eat it. This pain is very painful. I knew it would be better not to come in and wait outside. At least the smell outside is not so strong.

Gu Zheng didn't care so much. He continued to use the fire control formula to control the heat and cook chicken blood soup.

Jixiang Huaxing reappeared. Changle's attention was finally attracted. He didn't understand Jixiang Huaxing, but he saw that these thick fog was very unusual. What fog condensed over the pot without dissipating? After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and secretly began to shoot the condensed fog.

It's better to do something and distract than to endure torture by smelling the fragrance all the time.

Soon, Gu Zheng stopped the fire. Today's chicken blood soup is ready. It is as successful and satisfactory as yesterday.

"Elder brother Chang, please send it to old Liang!"

Gu Zheng filled a bowl full of chicken blood soup. This bowl is enough for food therapy. There are still some left in the pot. These are his and Hong Lao's.

Gu Zheng won't let go of such a delicious chicken blood soup.

"Good!"

Chang Le nodded hurriedly, looked at the pot with hot eyes and left quickly. As soon as he went out, the young generation of Liang family waiting outside the door rushed into the kitchen.

"Master Gu, do you still have chicken blood soup? Give me some!"

"Master Gu, give me some, and I want it too!"

"Master Gu, you have to be merciful. I'm a girl. Can you give me some first?"

More than a dozen people were shouting there, which made Gu Zheng's eyes wide open. Some even made a beauty trick. The girl was Liang Lao's granddaughter. She was very beautiful, but she was a little younger. She was not 18 years old. She was a minor.

"Go out first. What's your name? Master Gu promised me yesterday. I have one today!"

A dignified voice sounded. More than a dozen people turned around and looked at the incoming Hong Lao in amazement. No one thought that such an old elder would come in and rob them.