For several days, Hu Qing followed Damu, running here and there, but never saw Mr. Han again.
Master Han was also busy. He was in charge of personnel matters and he had to cultivate himself, so he didn't pay special attention to a small helper.
On the other hand, Damu found an opportunity to praise him: "Da Qing is really good. She can do anything well. I think her sword skills are no worse than mine."
Han Ye said: "You know Shit."
Damu scratched his head.
Then one day, Hu Qing was cutting vegetables on her special small chopping board in the big wood workshop, as thin as silk and snow, when a figure stood in front of her. After cutting, Hu stood as still as a mountain, raised her head, and smiled: "Master Han."
She didn't run around these days, nor did she go to show courtesy to Master Han. Who is she? Is it an honor for her to ask for help? Don't do something that you know will have no results. Of course, it wasn't like she didn't ask anything.
For example, she inquired about the teleportation arrays in Dengyunxian Realm, and the prices were the same. One ticket for one thousand low-grade spiritual crystals, non-return.
At that time, Damu said: "It's very cheap, just to make it easier for everyone to go to other fairy worlds."
Cheap? Hu Qing was stunned.
One thousand low-grade spiritual crystals are equal to one middle-grade spiritual crystal, and one thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals are equal to one high-grade spiritual crystal. Is a thousand low-grade spiritual crystals expensive? Not expensive. If only she could really get along before. But now she doesn't have any.
With food, accommodation and no salary, when will she save enough for those thousand low-grade spiritual crystals?
Oh, the salary of Damu, a small-time worker, is one piece of low-grade spiritual crystal per month.
“Actually, it shouldn’t be given to us. Because we are apprentices, food, accommodation and training are all provided by food. There is no need for a piece of low-grade spiritual crystal this month. But the superiors said it is for I don’t have any money to spend, I’ve saved it all. Hey, are you short of money? I’ll lend it to you.”
What a silly kid, she still takes the initiative to borrow money. Nice person?
"How much do you have?"
"I have saved dozens of yuan."
Hu Qing sighed: "Too little, you can save more."
As for ascension Chi and Da Mu don’t know either. He didn't even know about other immortal worlds. He's not at the level yet where he needs to know that.
After knowing the fare of the teleportation array, Hu Qing devoted himself to studying cooking. In addition to practicing with Damu, he also studied cooking books.
By the way, why is it called the esophagus and not the kitchen path? Kitchen food is easier to pronounce, but esophagus always reminds me of gastroenterology and medicine.
Ye Xi: Oh, because I don’t like people named Chef.
"Master Han, you are here." Hu greeted with a slight smile.
Hanye stretched out his hand and pinched a handful of shredded vegetables she had cut. Damu stood beside him and said hurriedly: "You can cut it better than me."
Hanye said: "Not as good as you."
Da Mu choked and shook his head suspiciously. His hair was covered, so he couldn't scratch his head while chopping vegetables.
Hu Qing was also puzzled and sincerely asked for an explanation: "Master Han, what do you think I am missing?"
Master Han said: "This is not your way."
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Master Han, you think too highly of me. I'm just an ordinary person, and I haven't learned anything."
Master Han shook his head at her and said that He put the shredded cabbage in his mouth and left with his hands behind his back.
Hu Qing was confused and asked Da Mu: "What do you mean?"
Da Mu was also confused: "Of course you can't be a Taoist. How old are you."
Hu Qing Heixian, yes, She is still a baby. But what did Mr. Han mean?
Hu Qing thought for a long time and felt that since Mr. Han took the initiative to talk to her, she would beat the snake with a stick and take the initiative to pester him. After that, Hu Qing Gukong went to look for Master Han. Sometimes he couldn't find him, but sometimes he could see him. Once, twice and three times, Mr. Han ignored her. But ten times, twenty times, thirty times, Mr. Han was too embarrassed to ignore it.
“Cut the vegetables for me to see.” Hu Qing was excited and showed off her skills.
Master Han shook his head: "We have no time."
Hu Qing retreated smoothly.
Later, with a look from Mr. Han, Hu Qing started chopping vegetables without saying a word, and then with another look from Mr. Han, Hu Qing withdrew without saying a word.
Everyone watched these processes, laughing and joking that Mr. Han was impatient, and admired Hu Qing for being so patient. They didn't even notice that she was impatient. She was much calmer than when they first came in.
Mr. Han thought to himself: I am afraid that this person is too calm and too independent-minded to be taught.
Ever since the first day he ate the dishes cooked by Hu Qing, he was keenly aware of something in it that he could not describe and did not possess, and he decided in his heart that Hu Qing had something special in his esophagus. That feeling is similar to discovering an ingredient that you have never seen before, or a menu, a completely unfamiliar ratio. He wanted to understand and study, but he didn't know where to start.
Teach her, lest it be self-defeating and cause her to lose her original uniqueness. Don't teach him, he hasn't found a way to let Hu Qing show his uniqueness.
Sad.
Hu Qing didn't know Han Ye's entangled thoughts. She didn't understand what kind of flowers should be cut out when cutting vegetables. She had obviously seen other people cutting vegetables and imitated them. Cut it like that!
Ask the silk cloth.
Suibu: "You ask me, a weapon spirit who can't eat anything?"
Hu Qing: "Why do I feel that you are getting more and more resentful now?"
Silver cloth: "What do you think? After finally arriving in the fairy world, the person I followed is working as a cook. Oh, he’s not even a cook, he’s just a helper who can’t even cut vegetables.”
“Luck, no. Complain with something that is not human.
The next day, she changed to a clean rapier when she showed it to Mr. Han. She tossed the dish upwards and the light and shadow changed, and the shredded vegetables fell neatly on the plate.
Han Ye was angry: "Is this a juggling act? Get out of here."
Hu Qing hung his head and walked out. Well, no points for acrobatics.
Then she went back and replaced it with an old stupid kitchen knife that Damu got from somewhere. As soon as he took it out, Mr. Han's face twitched. He endured his anger and watched her finish cutting everything and scolded her to get out.
Hu Qing smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Master Han. Look at the knife. It looks so dark. Maybe there is the soul of an immortal chef living in it."
Mr. Han wanted to take action: "That's dirt that hasn't been cleaned! I'll shoot anyone who comes back with this kind of junk in the future!"
He kicked Hu Qing out: "It's not about the knife. It’s your problem.”
Hu Qing was confused and asked, “What’s wrong with me?”
How do you know? If they find out, they will tell Han. As awesome as me.
Go back to the room and sit down, Hu Qing pours himself a drink: "Of course, I must have a talent for the esophagus, otherwise Han Ye is teasing me? My cooking is delicious, Shuanghuadu Yes. But what is the problem Mr. Han said?”
The silk cloth couldn't help her.
After thinking for a long time, Hu Qing couldn't help but feel discouraged. She really had no direction to work hard. All day long, not even a single spark touched her, her weapon refiner's hands and heart were all tingling.
Many days passed like this, and half a year had passed since Hu Qing entered the restaurant. During this period, she didn't get a response even once when she called the gold-swallowing divine beast. It must be that she was too far away from Xiaoli Realm. The communication device in the fairy world is not easy to use across the world. As long as she can be sure that Hu Nuan is safe, she can be stable.
After more than half a year, she cut enough shredded vegetables to build a house, but Han Ye still couldn't get through, and she couldn't earn a piece of spiritual crystal.
Hu Qing had no other option. At least food and accommodation were included here, and he could also inquire about news.
Don't be anxious, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.