In the Nianhua Hall, she spends most of her time practicing in the space every day, and she also needs to eat and cook.
Carp, potatoes, and leeks are all spiritual ingredients produced in the space...
After a while, Huan Qingyan came out.
Came in front of Jimo Ya and Huan Xinghan, took out the rice and a few dishes just made, "Cough, Xinghan, sister put some spiritual delicacies in the storage ring, I forgot to take them out a few days ago, hurry up Come eat."
Seeing several plates of delicious dishes and rice, Huan Xinghan was so happy that his mouth watered, and even Jimo Ya's eyes lit up.
The three sat down again and had a big meal.
The portions of the three dishes were quite large, and Mi Huan Qingyan cooked even more, all of which were swept away.
Huan Xinghan touched his round belly, "Sister, your cooking is really delicious."
Jimo Ya also said, "Well, it seems that your storage ring is even more advanced than mine, and the food for a few days can still keep the freshly made heat and softness..."
Huan Qingyan was speechless.
"Eat something else next meal. Carp is not as delicious as crucian carp. There are also shrimps and crabs, and stir-fried vegetables with chopped green onion..." Jimo Ya thought for a while and added.
phantasmagoria...
Has this guy discovered something a long time ago!
Huan Xinghan was full, and soon fell asleep.
Jimo Ya also returned to squat on his stalactite pillar...
Huan Qingyan was about to meditate, when he suddenly heard Jimo Ya say, "You can pretend that I don't exist, I made a few dishes today, it seems too hasty, next time you have to prepare earlier."
Fantastic fall!
"Gong Ziya! What do you think you know? Are you trying to steal my magic weapon of space?" Huan Qingyan stopped playing hide and seek with him.
She must have been exposed long ago, after all, Jimo Ya's IQ is not low.
Jimo Ya groaned, "Is there really a magic weapon of space? It's someone who has a chance. Guess, my son, your magic weapon of space can grow spiritual food?"
"Yes! You can grow something to eat!" Huan Qingyan went all out, anyway, he was waiting for a knife if he was dying.
"Can you also help you improve your cooking speed?"
"Yes, it can help me improve my cooking speed, and it can also help me identify rare ingredients!"
"Can you still enter life-saving at critical moments?"
"Yes! If you want to snatch my magic weapon of space, I would rather die, I..." I was in a hurry, Huan Qingyan didn't know what to say next.
Jimo Ya chuckled, "Why are you excited? Don't worry, I am a principled person and will not rob you, but..."
Huan Qingyan became nervous, "But what?"
"From now on, you will be my master's special cooker, and you are not allowed to make spiritual dishes for others." Jimo Ya made a request.
Huan Qingyan froze for a moment, "Ah, that won't work, Xiao Xinghan wants to eat, and my family wants to eat, I can't do it..."
Halfway through the conversation, I realized, "Is that the condition? If you really don't want to snatch it, will you keep it a secret for me?"
She also bet that Jimo Ya would not rob her, so she would be honest with him. She didn't know why she trusted him so much...
Or in her subconscious, if Jimo Ya hadn't come to rescue her this time, she might have died already.
If Jimo Ya really has the attributes of a scumbag, if she takes a fancy to her magic weapon of space, she will pay him his life.
"Well, it depends on your performance. My son is not interested in your space magic weapon. It doesn't mean that other people are not interested. Even if you are not a food master, you have a strange space for moving spiritual plants. I think many people will grab their heads."
This is equivalent to a mobile money bank!