Chapter 290： Golden ingredients, incoherent

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With the momentum of Wu Zun in the roar of Sun Lao, everyone in the Yingbin Building immediately changed his face, trembling, looking at Sun Lao in horror, afraid to say anything.

The disciples of Dawang Mountain also changed their faces and looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

Some went directly to Houshan to find Su Yu, some went directly to appease Sun Lao.

"This guest, I don't know if our Dawangshan's food is not to your taste, so you made such a big fire..."

The disciples stepped forward and asked, although Sun Lao's momentum was very strong, they were still calm and calm, with no fear on their faces, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh, to suit your taste? How did you cook at Dawang Mountain?! It's really rubbish!" Sun Lao's face was cold and unkindly angry.

His words made everyone's brows frown, and Sun was too presumptuous.

And for them, Da Wangshan's things are all gourmet, but in the mouth of Lao Sun, they become garbage, so what are they?

"Old Man Sun, what are you crazy about? What's going on?" Old Man Zhao also stood up and asked.

"What's the matter?" Sun Laoji tried to get crazy, rubbing his head, and said: "Do you know what these dishes are? I said how can such a simple method still be so fragrant, this big Wangshan actually used this Growing gold ingredients for cooking, and actually such a vulgar technique, is a brutal thing!"

Sun Lao's mood has reached the brink of collapse. Looking at the dishes on the table, his heart is filled with grief and indignation.

Gold ingredients, but these are gold ingredients. They are born with delicious food. Even if they are eaten raw, they are delicious in the world. I haven’t been able to find one in my own search for more than ten years. Here, I have been made into junk dishes. How can he be discouraged.

He is worthless for himself, and it is worthless to replace these dishes!

"If these dishes are in my hands, I can make them ten times more delicious!" Sun Lao continued to shout, excited, staring closely at the disciples, "Take me to meet your king! I will discuss these dishes Statement!"

This……

These disciples looked at each other for a while, and didn't know what to do for a while, these dishes are the things of Dawang Mountain, you talk about fart!

"Oh, okay, old man Sun, don't embarrass these little guys, come with me..." Zhao Lao said with a smile, and then looked at the disciples, "I am the guest secretary of your great Wangshan, your great king should I told you..."

The disciples pondered for a moment, looked at each other, and all nodded, then slowly opened their sides.

Out of the Yingbin Building, it was Dawangshan's kitchen. The majestic appearance and the scent scented inside it made Sun Lao's footsteps and his eyes looked at the kitchen door.

"One grain of rice is in the Tibetan world, and half of the pot is boiled..." he read out softly, his eyes flashing with light, "This couplet is good, but unfortunately the cooking skills are so messed up!"

Looking at the kitchen, the disciples were holding the dishes one after another. He snorted, turned his head, and came to see nothing.

Moving on, it is the villa, which is a modern building that makes the little fat girl's eyes bright and quite like it.

"Wow, this building is so beautiful..." she said involuntarily, hoping to walk in immediately to see.

Unlike her, Sun Lao's eyes were not placed on the side of the villa at all, but stared at the field next to the villa, his whole body was shaking, but this time it was obviously because of excitement!

"God...oh my god!"

With the help of Sun Laowuzun's heart and soul, the expression on his face was completely dull, looking at the scene in front of him, like a dream.

He raised his hand, just preparing to slap himself, confirming that it was not a dream, but the palm was a meal and stopped in midair.

"No, even if it's a dream, I can't wake up so fast!"

His face was extremely red, and there was no more emotion besides excitement. It was like the person who was about to die of thirst suddenly encountered Gan Quan. His eyes were fixed on every dish in the field.

At his speed, it should have been able to arrive soon, however, his footsteps were stop and go, producing a more cowardly feeling of nostalgia.

He was afraid... he was afraid that once he was close to the field, all this would be lost, and the dream would wake up...

"Developed, old man Zhao, do you know? I'm developed!"

Sun Lao has lost his senses and roared incoherently. The whole person seems to have been lost, with tears in his eyes-

"I finally found the destination of my life and I decided! I will live here in the future, even if I set up a tent myself, I will live here and live with these babies..."

crazy……

Zhao Lao and the little fat girl are covered with black lines, looking at the crazy man Lao Sun, shook his head involuntarily.

"Old man Sun, calm down, that is, some vegetables..." Mr. Zhao was going to enlighten himself.

"You know what a fart! I don't allow you to say that!" Who knows, Sun Lao immediately mottled, and his neck is thick, "Do you understand these are golden ingredients?! Who dare to compare these with ordinary dishes, I Who are you anxious about!"

Zhao Lao ate a suffocation, and could not help but shrink his neck and stopped talking.

And lunatics, there is no reason to say...

At this moment, Sun Lao's body shook, and his eyes were tightly looking in one direction of the field, where there were several disciples of Dawang Mountain plowing the land...

Several of them are picking vegetables.

Seeing the vegetables in the field being picked one by one, Sun Lao's eyes were almost green, and his breath was as heavy as a cow.

"You all stop me!"

His roar was extremely urgent, almost roaring, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Can you pick this kind of stuff casually? Put it down quickly!" He looked at the vegetables that had been picked, and he was so distressed that he wanted to strangle the disciples.

All the disciples are stunned, and I don't know who the old man is.

"Old Zhao, welcome back..."

"King!"

Seeing Su Yu coming, those disciples were greeted as if they saw the savior.

Su Yu waved his hand, beckoning them to go to work, and then looked at Sun Lao and the little fat girl.

Old Sun's dress is similar to that of Old Zhao, but as an old man, his temper is much hotter, and as for the little fat girl, Su Yu glances, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously lifts a trace of arc.

The little chubby girl was wearing a red cotton jacket all over her body, her face flushed and rounded, her body was like a meat ball, like a red ball, and she had two soaring horn braids on her head, which looked quite joyful.

She was staring angrily at Su Yu and others, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the beauty!"

"Hahaha, King, I can't do it anymore, I can't hold it anymore, hahaha..."

"I've seen more beautiful women, but I haven't seen such a stylish fat..."

Bai Xiaolong and others, who were still able to bear the smile, instantly broke the power and couldn't help laughing. Even Xiao Yihan's mouth could not help but lifted a trace of arc.

"Old Sun?!"

Bing Xinyue, who was standing aside, looked at Sun Lao and couldn't help screaming, looking at Sun Lao in surprise, with respect in his tone.

"Ice Palace Master, I didn't expect you to be here." Sun Lao just nodded slightly, the shelf was quite big.

Worthy of being an old friend of Zhao, it seems that the identity is not simple...

"Hahaha, little fellow, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. I didn't expect you to develop Dawangshan into this look. That's good, it's really good..." Zhao Lao looked at Su Yu and praised heartily.

"Old Zhao Zhao praised." Su Yu responded modestly, and then could not help but set his eyes on Sun Lao, who was hostile to himself, a little unclear.

"You are the king of Dawang Mountain?" Sun Lao's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was not polite to Su Yu.

"Exactly..." Su Yu nodded slightly.

"Humph!"

Seeing Su Yu admit, Sun Lao snorted, and then his right palm showed no sign, slammed out and slapped at Su Yu!

"stop!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, except for the little fat girl, everyone's face changed, blocked in front of Su Yu, even Zhao Lao frowned, looking at Sun Lao.

"Oh, I can't see it. You guys have such a high reputation."

Sun Lao slowly withdrew his palms and looked around. Even the disciples in the field looked at themselves with hostility, ready to rush over at any time.

"Old man Sun, what do you mean?"

"Huh, this kid is so spoiling the golden ingredients, I just want to teach him a lesson!" Sun Lao glared at Su Yu and couldn't help saying.

"Old man Sun, it's just some dishes. When did you be so careful?" Mr. Zhao laughed and eased everyone's tension.

"I said, these are not vegetables!" Sun Lao explained, but he crouched down in his speech, trying to replant the vegetables he had just dug into the ground.

However, no matter how he made it, this dish always felt a little less angry.

It seems that this is a cook, and now the most lacking in Da Wangshan is the cook. Zhao Lao brought back one.

The corner of Su Yu's mouth slightly lifted, he could not help reminding: "Lao Sun, these vegetables can only be grown with our unique planting method of Dawang Mountain!"

The action in the hands of Sun Lao looked at Su Yu suddenly, "You can actually grow gold ingredients?!"

Originally looking at so many fields, he had some conjecture in his heart, but his heart was unbelievable.

Su Yu nodded, "Whether it is planting or harvesting, only our Dawangshan disciples can do it."

Sun Lao's old face immediately turned red, and he stood up with a slight cough. He immediately felt that he was an outsider, and he just scorned those disciples just now. This is typical of not knowing how to pretend...

"That... since you know what to do, then I won't intervene." After a long silence, Sun Lao said embarrassedly. Then he looked at the vegetable garden, and he couldn't help it anymore. Tao: "Little Friends, how did these golden ingredients grow?"

I just wanted to shoot Su Yu, this time I became a friend directly, this old man's face is really not ordinary thick...

"This method can only be known to those who become Dawangshan." Su Yu smiled, and then directly took the opportunity to invite: "If Sun Lao wants to know, how about joining me Dawangshan?" (Zhangeshanto be king..8888962 )-(Accounting for a mountain as king)