C21 Fatty's culinary skills showed off his abilities

Lu Ye was arranged to stay in Zuo Xiaoqing's courtyard. According to Old Lady Wu, this was to increase the relationship between the two of them, and the two of them would first familiarize themselves with each other's existence.

Zuo Xiaoqing did not have any objections, but Lu Ye did not dare have any. After all, right now, even the young miss was stronger than him, and this was his territory.

Arriving at his residence, the environment here wasn't too bad. There was a martial arts training field, a cultivation room, and a weapon rack. On top of it were four top grade treasure sabers. This actually attracted his attention.

From top to bottom, there were four blades of varying lengths. The lightest and shortest on top, and the longest and most heavy on the bottom.

The length of the saber determined the range of the user's attack. Apart from being used to close quarters combat, the user would usually choose a longer saber. The saber at the bottom had a wide opening and wide opening path.

"This old lady sure has some skills!" "Even I know how to use a blade."

He picked up his long blade and brandished it a few times. The blade sliced through the air, making no sound at all.

He felt that no matter how big or how long it was, it was all very smooth.

Thunder Dragon Castle specialized in creating dragon weapons. Just by looking at him, one would be able to forge a dragon weapon, but knowing that he was used to using blades was a little strange.

Waving the big knife a few times, reluctantly put it back on the shelf.

Walking into the training room, he found that the concentration of Dragon Breath wasn't high. There was a praying mat placed in the middle of the room. There were a few buttons on the wall that said "Level of Dragon Breath".

Lu Ye sat on the praying mat and pressed the first button. A wave of dragon's breath came out from his butt.

"Tyrant Seal!"

His fingers continuously changed forms. A moment later, his palm violently struck the ground: "Tyrant Seal!"

Mysterious and mysterious divine seals emerged with flashes of golden light. The faint lines of the seals formed a domineering seal that permeated the ancient Wilderness!

Lu Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, forming a seal in front of his chest.

"Damn, this Lei Family is too extravagant. One to three of them are only level 1, this is pretty much the same as when I reached the Small Success Stage!"

His left eye was blinking, his golden pupils were releasing gold light, Lu Ye's cultivation was increasing quickly, his strength was advancing towards the Dacheng realm.

The first chakra was the easiest place to train. As long as he had enough dragon breath, he could rush to the second chakra without even taking a breather.

As a result, there was no sense of time in cultivating. In one breath, he continued to cultivate for a very, very long time …

"Little fatty, I'll start teaching you today. First, you have to have a sense of cultivation." "Because you haven't even opened your eyes yet, scram into the pile of books and read them. As a Dragon-Artist, you still need to learn!"

Because Lei Haoming didn't think highly of him, he wanted him to read some books and give him some pointers on how to cultivate. As for the rest, it would depend on whether he was willing to suffer or not.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Other than eating and cooking, it was rare for Fatty to be this serious. He quickly took notes in his hands and from today on, he would do everything according to the instructions written above.

Two hours later, Lei Haoming finally stopped. Seeing Fatty's serious expression as he took notes, he thought to himself,

"This fatty knows how to work hard. Looks like he has a bright future ahead of him. I think I'll teach him a little bit more seriously!"

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Fatty was diligent in his studies. After listening to his master's words, he would not be so foolish as to write down every single word. His notes were filled with all the important points.

"Nope, I think you're hungry too. Come with me to eat something and then go to the cultivation room to open the first chakra."

At the mention of eating, Fatty's eyes immediately lit up. His stomach was growling in frustration, and the 'glutton' attribute was acting up again.

But then again, wasn't this a good opportunity?

He was the best at cooking. If he could hook onto the other party's stomach, would he still be afraid that his master would not put in effort to teach him?

"Master, I'm borrowing your kitchen. I'm not used to other people's food."

"You can cook?"

Lei Haoming stroked his beard, thinking to himself. This was a good opportunity to see just how talented he was in controlling fire.

"That's right. Other than eating, I am also a chef!"

"Then let's go!"

The two of them entered the kitchen, and the floor was covered with dust. It was unknown how long it had been since they used it.

"Master, when was the last time you cleaned the kitchen?"

"Decades ago, what happened?"

Lei Haoming was obsessed with dragon artifacts. He ate as much as he could and simply didn't know how to cook. No one would cook for him either.

"…"

The fatty first took care of the kitchen. All sorts of kitchen utensils were new, because they were all made by the Thunder Dragon Castle, and all of them were ordinary.

When Fatty began to process the ingredients, Lei Haoming was also watching by the side. When Fatty was cutting vegetables, each piece was exactly the same size as the other, carving a red heart radish into a flower.

In order to pull Master's stomach, Fatty did his best and used all of his skills. He even sneaked a peek at Lei Haoming while he cooked.

Even Lu Ye lost to him due to his hard work, let alone this old man who had casually eaten his entire life, his eyes were completely glazed over.

Due to face, Lei Haoming tried his best to control himself. He was an esteemed elder. He needed to have the image of an elder …

But the aroma was so alluring that it stirred the appetite in her stomach. The golden ground meat, the thick soup of bones, the ground as thin as a dragon's whisker …

Unknowingly, saliva started to trickle down from the corner of his mouth. His resistance to the delicacies in front of him had become weaker and weaker …

"Goo ~ ~ ~"

Lei Haoming was extremely embarrassed when his stomach suddenly began to growl in a very disappointing manner. Meanwhile, Fatty's ears twitched.

"Master, do you want to eat together?"

"Alright!"

Instinctively, Lei Haoming accepted it without hesitation. After saying that, he immediately reacted, but it was already too late.

"It's just a simple meal, isn't it just a table of food!"

He comforted himself in his heart by picking up a piece of seemingly ordinary dish with his chopsticks and chewing on it.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Lei Haoming was stunned. Tears began to trickle down the corners of his eyes.

What did he eat before? Was it pig food? Or was it some kind of demon beast excrement?

After a dozen or so breaths, Fatty hugged his bowl in fear and retreated continuously. What did he see? Was that a demonic beast eating?

Delicious!

It was too delicious!

This esteemed elder only had his heart filled with food, and even his most beloved earthworm stood to the side. Eating was the most important thing right now.

After a moment, there was nothing left to eat on the table. Lei Haoming held onto the plate and bit down on it. Finally, he stopped eating.

Looking at the table full of empty plates, the stomach swelling painfully, and the little fatty who had a face full of fear, he fell silent.

The fatty calmed himself down and said, "Teach me how to forge artifacts, I'll cook for you. What do you think?"

"Alright."

Just like this, Fatty used his culinary arts to win his master's stomach. And for the sake of food, Lei Haoming had taught him a lot about refining weapons without holding back in the slightest.

He reckoned that Lei Haoming was the first person in the world to have a Dragon-Artist whose food was eaten carelessly all year round, and then flattened by his culinary skills. There probably wouldn't be another like him in the future.

On Lu Ye's side, he came out of the cultivation room a few days later, and shouted the moment he came out: "Fatty, damn Fatty! Hurry up and get your dad something to eat, he's starving! "

After shouting for a long time, no one agreed. He scratched his head and said, "I forgot. That damn fatty went to learn refining. Forget it, I'll just eat whatever I want!"

He went to the roadside to buy some vegetables and then came back to make them himself. After watching Fatty cook so many times, he also remembered something.

He quickly got some food and sat at the table. After taking two bites, he stopped eating.

It wasn't because the food tasted bad, nor was it because he suddenly stopped being hungry. It was because he felt like he was missing something, so boring.

In the past, he had eaten with two other people. Because he did not have enough food, he fought to eat, but he was also very happy. Fatty could always make things taste better.

But now …

There was a kind of loneliness, which was when one ate alone and looked at the table full of dishes, but had no appetite at all.