Wu Jiuzi was a little angry, so he simply put countless bright red chili peppers in his dish. The whole vegetable soup was that bright red. You didn't even need to eat it to know that it was extremely spicy.
She thought it would be difficult for him to swallow it, but she didn't expect that he could eat it without changing his face, as if he couldn't feel the spicy food.
Isn’t the Chaotian pepper here as spicy as it looks?
Wu Jiuzi calmly picked up a chopstick and tasted the dish——
"Cough cough cough..." She suddenly choked and coughed!
Sweat rolled down from his forehead instantly.
God, it kills her!
She has never tasted such spicy food, it is ten times spicier than the most famous Sichuan cuisine!
A glass of water was handed to her, and Wu Jiuzi hurriedly took it and drank it down in one gulp. She drank too quickly, choked again, and coughed so hard that she could hardly breathe.
A hand gently patted her back to help her calm down.
After finally regaining his breath, Wu Jiuzi coughed and coughed, and his face turned red: "Why - it's so spicy?!"
Fengjian Liuxiang retracted her hand and continued to eat as if nothing had happened. She only replied: "You did this."
It means that no matter how spicy it is, you made it yourself, so what else do you have to choose?
Wu Jiuzi was speechless, watching him still eating those spicy vegetables casually, chopstick after chopstick, and couldn't help but be in awe!
It turns out that he is not only a priest, but also a spicy king, and his taste is not ordinary!
She should just stir-fry him a dish with Chaotian pepper...
The two of them continued to eat their own food. For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the soft sound of jade chopsticks touching jade bowls and jade plates. It was a very pleasant sound.
Yes, the plates, dishes, bowls, chopsticks and chopsticks in the Kazama priest's kitchen are all made of suet-fat jade. If you knock off a piece of it and bring it to modern times, it would be worth tens of thousands, but here it is an ordinary thing.
This priest - is really not ordinary rich, not ordinary luxury!
Logically speaking, as the Jiuhua Sect is an authentic sect of metaphysics, the items used by its disciples should be simple and practical. She rested in the guest room last night, and the layout was like this.
Is this true for all senior managers, or is it just this Kazama Priest?
Wu Jiuzi then casually swept the snow cave-like hall. Although everything was precious enough, the colors were too monotonous!
Everywhere you look is snow-white...
Wu Jiuzi had a hobby in her previous life, which was to decorate her house.
She and her grandma's home were decorated by her. The items were not expensive, but the colors were well matched and pleasing to the eye.
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to leave every time she went to her house. She said that living in the room she decorated would make her feel particularly comfortable and she would live ten more years...
Wu Jiuzi also likes to let Lin Xiaoxiao live in her house, because although she likes to decorate the house and arrange the furniture in the house, she is lazy and doesn't like to tidy up. She often throws things around and is too lazy to fold the quilt in the morning.
Lin Xiaoxiao is the opposite. She doesn't know how to decorate the house but likes to clean it. She has a slight mysophobia. Every time she stays at her house, she will definitely clean the whole house thoroughly. The tidy windows are spotless...
Thinking of his friend again, Wu Jiuzi felt a little sad and sighed sadly, fearing that he would never see that girl again in this life.
As for Mo Xiaoxiao, although she is similar in temperament and appearance to Lin Xiaoxiao, she is not her after all...
"Why are you sighing after everything is fine?" Fengjian Liuxiang glanced at her.
"How are Mo Xiaoxiao and the others?" Wu Jiuzi took the opportunity to ask.