The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 114 Dacheng
"Taiwu, as long as this "Spice House" is established in Taiwu Village, from now on, the spices used in this restaurant will no longer need to be bought. So much cost savings."

After figuring out the purpose of this person's trip, Dang Dangdang was somewhat lacking in interest, "All right, all right. Tell Ji Feiyi about it. Let's build one in Taiwu Village."

"Okay, refreshing, but the price of this spice shop..."

"You don't need to talk about this kind of thing with me, you can just talk to Ji Feiyi."

After talking with this public loser about this trivial matter, it's time for dinner.

Everyone in Taiwu finished their work and sat down around the resounding round table.

The dishes on the table are well-cooked, and there are all kinds of dishes, so eating together will help to win the relationship.

Just when Xiang Dang was about to start eating, she looked at the pork knuckle, her favorite food in front of her, and suddenly felt no appetite for no reason.

Ning Shuning looked at her Miss Dangdang, and asked curiously: "Sister Dangdang, why don't you eat it? Isn't this your favorite food? This is not like you."

It was the first time in more than ten years that she saw a meal, and she was very resounding there.

"I'll eat it, who said I wouldn't eat it." Dang Dang picked up a greasy elbow with his chopsticks and just brought it close to his mouth, an inexplicable feeling of nausea surged into his heart.

"Ouch~" Dangdang hurriedly removed the elbow and retched.

"Miss Dangdang, are you okay?!" "Dangdang, what's the matter?" Everyone stopped their chopsticks one after another, and gathered around worriedly.

Looking at the worried eyes around him, he shook his head resoundingly, "It's okay, you can eat, I feel...I don't have much appetite recently."

Dangdang walked out of the house and wandered around in the yard.She silently said in her heart: "What's wrong with me? Could it be that I'm sick?? But I have such a strong body, and I haven't been sick since I was a child."

After wandering around the yard for a few laps, Rang Dang suddenly stopped, and looked up at the orange tree beside him.

At this time, the oranges are not yet ripe, they are not big, and their skins are dark green.

But Dangdang licked her lips, and she suddenly felt that this food seemed delicious.

Raising his hand, he picked a few oranges, and with a bang, he peeled off the green skin, and ate them with relish.

Ning Shuning chased after her with some anxiety, but she unexpectedly discovered that her sister Dangdang was actually eating oranges.

"Sister Dangdang, these oranges are not ripe yet, don't you feel sour?"

"Is it sour?? I think it's delicious." Dang Dang said while stuffing an orange into his mouth.

Ning Shuning took a petal from Dangdang's hand curiously, but when she put it in her mouth, her brows frowned instantly.

"Bah, bah, you liar, Miss Dangdang, this orange is so sour!! My teeth are so sore that they will fall out."

She looked at Ning Shuning in front of her with a funny face, "What are you lying to, I really think it's delicious, forget it, I'll go to the kitchen, I'll make something lighter for myself."

Time flies, and as another half a year has passed, the well-known cooking skills have improved rapidly.

"Crack!" With Dangdang pinching with one hand, the shell of an egg in her hand broke open, and the egg white and yolk in the shell quickly fell down.

It was said that it was too late at that time, but it was so fast at that time, a chopstick suddenly pierced out and poked hard at the egg liquid in the air.

As soon as the poke hit, the right hand shook rapidly, and the egg white and egg yolk were stirred by a chopstick, suspended in mid-air and did not fall in the air.

While stirring in the air with loud hands, he sprinkled some unknown powder on the egg liquid in his hands.

At this time, under the egg, an iron pan has begun to steam, and the pan is already heated.

Suddenly, when the hand stopped, the egg liquid that had been evenly stirred fell into the pot along the chopsticks in the shape of water droplets.

"呲~~" The egg liquid and the iron pan just came into contact, and they grabbed the handle of the pan and lifted it quickly. The egg pancakes were constantly exchanging with the pan in mid-air, as if turning into a golden bird.

Immediately afterwards, a faint strange fragrance began to slowly emerge from the middle of the egg pancake.

Qiu Xingshu, who was watching from the side, opened his mouth very wide. Even if it was taught by his old man at the beginning, it took him five years to finish learning, but he didn't expect this person to learn so quickly. It's frighteningly high.

After half a stick of incense, Dang Dang weighed the iron pan in his hand again, and the omelets exuding a strange fragrance flew high.

With a sound of "da", it was gently caught by a white porcelain plate in the air, and the resounding fragrance of heaven and earth was officially completed.

She picked up the chopsticks and tasted it herself first, then nodded with satisfaction.Xiang Dangdang found that what he did was not much different from what Qiu Xingshu did at that time.

"Try it and see how it goes." Dangdang said to Qiu Xingshu beside him.

Qiu Xingshu came over, took a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.Immediately gave a thumbs up, "The owner is amazing. After you added this spice in an innovative way, the taste is even better. You have already become a teacher."

Dangdang let out a deep breath, and took off the scarf on his body. His cooking skills were finally mastered, and it was time to go to those schools to learn new exercises.After staying for so long, the bones are weak.

After Dangdangdang told everyone what she thought, this time Ning Shuning insisted on following.

Xiang Dangdang just let him go, anyway, he was only going to learn the exercises, and had no plans to go to the Sword Tomb in a short time.

Moreover, this girl has grown up now, and she has taught some kung fu by herself, so maybe she can help her when she encounters some troubles in the future.

Looking at the carriage behind him, he resoundingly said to Feiyi Ji who was seeing him off: "Feiyi, I will leave the affairs of Taiwu to you."

Ji Feiyi looked at Dangdang with a look of reluctance, and nodded. "Well, be safe and remember to come back early."

Just when Dangdang was about to jump into the carriage, his body froze suddenly, and he touched his stomach, "Huh?"

Noticing the resounding anomaly, Ji Feiyi, who hadn't left yet, quickly surrounded her. "What happened to Dangdang?? Did something happen???"

"It's okay, I guess I've had a bad stomach, and it'll be—hissing in a while!!" A huge pain, like being kicked by someone, interrupted the resounding conversation.

Ji Feiyi hurriedly yelled to her son beside her: "Dun'er, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you call a doctor for your master!!"

Xiang Dangdang originally said that he didn't need a doctor and that he was in good health, but the pain in his stomach was getting higher and higher and he couldn't stop it.

After waiting for an incense stick, a white-haired doctor came over with a medicine box on his back, his blaring face turned pale from the pain.

The old man calmed down a bit, put his hand gently on his ringing wrist and began to feel his pulse. "Huh? This pulse condition is very strange."

(End of this chapter)