Chapter 100 (1/2)

Rebirth women are also looking forward to it.

Although it's the same thing, it's all gone with your highness nine, but the consequences are definitely different.

Huan Qinyan felt starved. She came out of the space early in the morning and didn't eat anything. She was going to look for food.

No accident, everything is going according to the original plan.

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Huan Qingyan went to the old soup room.

Huan Jiuli happily welcomed her in and took out his prepared spiritual dishes, which looked like more than ten plates, and put them in front of Huan Qingyan.

He gestured with his hand to give Huan Qingyan something to eat.

Huan Qingyan looked at the dishes in front of him, such as red and white, light vegetable fried Pipa shrimp, stewed Tremella golden leaf soup, magic house first-class pot, fairy fried balls, lotus leaf powder steamed mutton and so on.

”Thank you, brother Jiuli!”

Cooks need mental strength to cook these foods with aura.

An intermediate chef can only cook 50 Lingqi dishes a day at most. If he does more, he will be exhausted and have a splitting headache.

Can't practice.

Therefore, the cultivation of gastronomists is generally not very high, especially the high-level gastronomists who often cook spiritual dishes. They have no time and mental strength to practice, and devote themselves to studying dishes all day.

Huan Jiuli ho ho smiled and looked at Huan Qingyan to eat with satisfaction.

”Brother Jiuli, you eat together. You are also a spiritual master. You made it yourself. It's not cost-effective to give me food alone!” Huan Qingyan ate a fried ball.

Huan Jiuli waved his hand. He pointed to his wrist and seemed to be saying that his star capital was low and his aura food materials were few. Let Huan Qingyan eat alone.

Huan Qinyan knew what he meant and greeted him, ”I know you're worried about Dad's absence. There's not enough aura ingredients in the future. Let me eat alone. It's okay. I'll find a way to use aura ingredients.”