Miss Wolper's Life as an Operator in Rhodes Island

Although there were not many other people in Sui's palace, there would still be people arriving at certain specific times.

It seems that it was arranged by the Great Yan ancestor Zhenlong.

Zhenlong is the honorific title of the founding emperor of Yan State. However, like a taboo name, it usually only appears in some specific records, and only people of Sui's level can directly call him by this title.

Of course, if he is following Sui, Feng Ling must also address him directly like this, and cannot use lower-ranking titles such as "Emperor" or "Your Majesty".

Although the war in Yumen has been stable recently, Zhenlong is also aware that this result can only be maintained by joining forces with Sui.

It was still possible to provide for Sui alone, even if Yumen was short of supplies - and to be honest, with Sui around, there was no shortage of basic supplies, so relatively speaking, it was reasonable for the True Dragon to give Sui the best delicacies.

All kinds of top chefs and top ingredients were delivered to this palace on time.

Then these people got busy.

Sui seemed to have little interest in these things. After leaving the wind chimes, he returned home to rest.

"Sister Sui is really free and easy." Feng Ling smiled and shook her head, then drank the last cup of tea.

There is nothing else to do anyway. Whether it is participating in the subsequent fight or waiting for the star gate to be repaired and go home, it is not something that can be done in a short moment. Feng Ling also needs to adapt to this slow-paced life.

"Since I have nothing to do, I might as well go and see how the chefs of this era cook."

Since it is used to worship the god Sui, he must be the best cook that a real dragon can offer.

Feng Ling is still very curious about the top cooking skills of this era.

It is not difficult to find a place where the fire is lit.

Just the appearance of Feng Ling made others look at her with fear.

"Oh." Feng Ling was stunned for a moment.

I am such a pretty and cute girl, and I have such a beautiful tail!

Are you looking at me like this?

If this was a battlefield, it would be fine. Feng Ling has been seen like this before.

But in daily life, it was quite rare for just standing here to attract looks of fear.

Feng Ling sighed slightly in her heart.

As the agent of "year", the existence of wind chimes is equivalent to year in the eyes of these people.

"What a pity. Sister Sui is indeed a very proud person. If I were to break her pride, I would be unqualified as a proxy."

If Fengling was still just "Fengling", she would choose to build good relationships with the people here. This is also Fengling's usual social style. Unless it is an inevitable situation, she will not easily make enemies with others.

But Feng Ling now is no longer just a wind chime. Even in this era, in front of most people, it would be better if she could not be a wind chime.

Her current identity is "Ling", the agent of Sui.

Perhaps because of her ability at the age of 23, Feng Ling has a relatively high degree of identification with this level of identity, even though she has just started.

Of course, the same goes for other people.

When the aura of indifference from the superior dissipates from Fengling, Fengling's figure is dignified yet maintains an invisible distance from others.

Instead, it made the chefs here feel relieved.

This is not a performance.

As long as she accepts the identity of the agent in her heart and understands the thinking of the year-old, Feng Ling will enter this state naturally.

Seeing the busy people here stop their work and look at her, Feng Ling raised her head slightly and said coldly, "Everyone continue, I just want to see what dishes Zhenlong has prepared for Sister Sui."

"Please allow me to report to you, young lady."

A burly man who looked like a foreman walked up to Feng Ling, bowed, and spoke respectfully.

"No need." Feng Ling raised her hand and interrupted the other party. "I understand. You guys continue to work. You want to use that pot of broth to add flavor, but it's still missing some scale beasts and mushrooms. It's not too late to make some improvements now."

The sturdy man was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he didn't expect that the fox-eared girl in front of him, who looked very dignified, really understood.

From his perspective, after hearing that the god had an agent, he just wanted to prepare one more meal, but he didn't expect that the agent would come to the kitchen in person.

"Miss, you are right, but it is really hard to find those things in this sky full of yellow sand."

"I have it." Feng Ling waved her hand and some fresh scaly beasts were taken out, as well as a small amount of mushrooms that seemed to have just been picked.

The things in the folding fan in the original Untitled World had been kept for a long time and now formed its own ecosystem, including some natural ingredients that Feng Ling really carried with him.

Although the quantity is not much, if there are only a few people, they will never be able to finish it.

"Take it and use it." Feng Ling ordered people to take these ingredients away and add them to today's recipe.

"The heat of the wok is too low, what are you afraid of?"

"The dish is not served in the right container. It is true that the dish lacks some oil and flavor, but too much oil will affect the taste after the dish is served. This can be solved with the help of the container."

"Stew meat? You can add some crispy ingredients to balance the taste. I also have some seasonal bamboo shoots."

Feng Ling actually admires the cooking skills of these chefs very much.

Under extremely primitive conditions, they used a lot of ideas and experience to pursue very high-quality delicacies. They were also pioneers of later food culture.

But in Feng Ling's eyes, the catering culture and corresponding technology at that time were still too backward. Even though Feng Ling's cooking skills were not that of a master, she could still come up with a lot of more novel insights.

Although Feng Ling's tone was a little cold, these were the best chefs under the banner of Dayan, and naturally they were all masters of specialized techniques of this era.

It's clear that Feng Ling is not just talking nonsense.

After making improvements according to Feng Ling's guidance, an even more delicious and fragrant smell wafted out of the pot, which immediately caught the eyes of these culinary masters.

"So just take half of each dish, and take the rest away for yourselves."

Feng Ling looked at the amount of prepared dishes...it was too much.

She waved her hand and gave the order directly.

"Miss...we don't dare to do this."

"Why not? Since I dare to say it, you should do it. If you don't try it yourself, there is no way to talk about progress. Do you want me to come and guide you every time?"

Feng Ling's slightly sullen tone made these people feel uneasy... To be honest, Feng Ling herself was very conflicted at the moment. Everything that was happening before her eyes had a certain impact on her past concepts.

Her every move would cause others to panic and speculate.

Her every word and action would even make these people want to sit down and study it.

She couldn't fit in, and she couldn't fit in.

Forget it... Feng Ling shook her head.

There was no need to explain much and ask these people to only serve half. The main reason was that Feng Ling also wanted to share some future delicacies with Sui. She was afraid that if she said these words, the chefs would misunderstand her. That was all.

As Feng Ling finished giving these instructions and left, the chefs here couldn't help but talk about it.

Chapter 333 A Magical Journey 2024-01-06 16:00:02

The wind chimes pass through the courtyard and come to the main house.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Sui lying elegantly on the long couch, supporting his head with his arm, looking at Feng Ling who came in.

"There's a bit more of a worldly air about me. Can I look forward to today's meal?"

A faint smile appeared on the 24-year-old's face.

"Sister Sui is really sharp-nosed. I did go to the kitchen to check and provided some help within my ability." Feng Ling did not deny it. She stood in front of Sui with confidence in her eyes.

"You keep calling me a sister, as if I really have a younger sister." Sui waved to Feng Ling, "Come and sit down."

"Good~"

Fengling walked forward, tidied her tail, and sat next to Sui.

Feng Ling's ability to adapt is still very strong nowadays. Although life has experienced huge changes over time, after half a day, he no longer feels panicked.

and……

Feng Ling looked at the tall, elegant and majestic woman beside her.

The history books recorded all kinds of things about the year. Now that I can actually see the wind chimes, I don’t feel really uncomfortable.

It's like... facing Xi with a stronger personality? Actually, that's it.

After all, every member of the Sui Beast fragments is an extension of the woman in front of him. Looking backwards, Feng Ling can find many familiar shadows on Sui's body.

It’s just a pity... Sui’s existence is in conflict with Xi and the others.

But before that happens, at least for now, since I have enjoyed the same treatment as my senior year old, I should fulfill my responsibilities as an agent.

When Feng Ling was lost in thought, a white arm wrapped around her waist.

"Huh?!" Feng Ling tensed up nervously.

Isn't this part of an agent's job?!

"what's on your mind?"

Sui climbed up to Feng Ling's fox ear and spoke slowly.

"No no!"

Feng Ling quickly shook her head.

As a result, the world was spinning before my eyes and I found myself being pressed down on the couch.

"I noticed it the moment we met. There are too many unnecessary auras mixed in your body, but they are incompatible with each other... Haha, it seems that Zhenlong did a good job!" There was a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the 24-year-old, not directed at Feng Ling, but her eyes showed more of a strong interest.

it's over... it's over...

Although Feng Ling had long felt that she would probably not be able to hide things about the future for that long, she did not say a word. Just by standing there, Sui was able to sense the direction of the future, which was indeed somewhat different from Feng Ling's expectations.

This lets Sui know in advance... Will the future be changed?

Feng Ling looked at the woman in front of her.

The pair of dragon eyes were looking at her with a hint of mockery.

But no matter how Feng Ling looked at her, she never saw a trace of retreat in her eyes, and she always maintained her pride.

The future will not change.

Because what Feng Ling is based on is the future when all this dust has settled.

And the man in front of him obviously doesn't care about these things.

Sui gently pinched Feng Ling's chin and looked at her carefully.

"Even from my perspective, I think this is a beautiful face and figure... The part about me that is known for 'the rhythm of painting and ink' is quite interesting."

"Sister 30...but each of them is independent now. Maybe they were all you in the past, but now they all have their own experiences and lives."

When Feng Ling said these words, it was a disguised confession.

"Hmph... that's also a matter for the future. What surprised me was that Zhenlong could actually accomplish something. Interesting! Very interesting! I can't even imagine how he put everything in Da Yan into achieving this feat! Very good! I will wait for the day when he comes to challenge me. As long as he can really satisfy me... it's not a bad idea!"

This god, who has a complicated relationship with Dayan, has never feared the future, nor will he fear it.

If you want to fight, then fight, that's all.

Sui's action of pressing down the wind chime seemed to be just a spontaneous act on her part, wanting to please others, and she had no real intention of playing with it.

After getting the answer he wanted, Sui let go of Feng Ling.

"A traveler from the future, my agent..."

"——Please accompany me on this journey."

Feng Ling sat up in a daze.

Looking back.

She sat on the bed, graceful and elegant. Her slender hands gently supported her cheeks, her eyes wandered, as if she saw through the troubles of the world.

Every gesture and movement revealed an innate nobility and majesty that made others dare not neglect him in the slightest.

The luxurious clothes, with exquisite dragon patterns embroidered on the sleeves, sparkled brightly, highlighting her unparalleled dignity and glory.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like rippling autumn water, and her lips are like red cinnabar. Her natural majesty and charm are revealed in her every frown and smile.

On Xi's slightly long and pointed ears, which were the same as hers, a pair of luxurious square gold-red earrings added just the right touch of charm.