"Then I'll leave it to you."
Li Yuanxiu rolled his eyes, showing a bit of cunning.
"Does the master have any reward for me?"
Ye Qingyun smiled, "You haven't done anything yet and you want to take credit?"
"Hey hey hey!"
Li Yuanxiu didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed.
Ye Qingyun also knew what he was thinking and stood up immediately.
"Wait."
Ye Qingyun immediately got into the kitchen.
It didn't take a while.
A bowl of fried rice was brought out by Ye Qingyun.
Li Yuanxiu ran over immediately like a dog seeing a piece of shit.
"Master, this rice is so delicious!"
Li Yuanxiu stared at the bowl in Ye Qingyun's hand with bright eyes.
This is a very simple bowl of egg fried rice.
Ye Qingyun added lard.
Once stir-fried like this, it becomes a really fragrant batch.
"Go and eat."
Li Yuanxiu couldn't wait for a long time.
He quickly picked up his rice bowl and started eating.
Li Yuanxiu was extremely shocked by the power of this lard and egg fried rice.
Such a simple bowl of fried rice, but extremely delicious.
Let him eat everything
can not stop.
After a while.
Li Yuanxiu finished the entire bowl of rice.
He still doesn't feel satisfied.
Again, he showed off his fine tradition and licked the bowl until it was shiny.
"Master, I'm going first."
Li Yuanxiu said goodbye and left.
Ye Qingyun had nothing to do and took Huikong out.
The bustling city of Chang'an.
As lively as ever.
Ye Qingyun likes this atmosphere very much.
Look left and right.
It didn't take long to walk.
Ye Qingyun passed by a teahouse.
Suddenly I heard the storyteller's voice coming from inside.
"Yang Guo fell from the high platform and was completely devastated, thinking that he would never see his beloved little dragon girl again."
"In such despair, Yang Guo actually used his unique skill, the Sad Ecstasy Palm."
"With a palm strike, Jinlun Dharma King immediately let out a scream and was sent flying away by Yang Guo."
Ye Qingyun looked shocked.
Isn't this the story of the Condor Heroes?
Has it actually spread to the Tang Dynasty?
Ye Qingyun was curious and couldn't help but walked into the teahouse.
I found a seat in the corner and sat down.
The guests in the teahouse were all listening to the story attentively, and no one paid attention to Ye Yun and Huikong who walked in.
The storyteller is a man in his fifties, slightly fat, full of energy, and his voice echoes in the teahouse.
The last story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes was very exciting and exciting as told by the storyteller.
When it came to the third scene of the Huashan sword debate, the storyteller deliberately gave up the story and let everyone listen to the next episode.
This immediately aroused dissatisfaction from almost all the guests.
"Why are you waiting for the next time? Can't you just say it?"
"Yeah, hurry up and say the last paragraph."
"If you don't tell us, we won't let you go today!"
The storyteller chuckled.
Chapter completed!