Jiang Muyang opened his eyes and stood up, bathing in the soft morning sunshine and stretching his body.
After one night of practice, his cultivation level improved again.
Xuantian's creation skill is indeed miraculous, but it is a pity that the spiritual energy on the earth is really exhausted. If Jiang Muyang is still in the world of cultivation, I am afraid that after practicing in the past few days, he will almost be able to break through to the late stage of Qi refining.
However, Jiang Muyang is not too anxious. He is currently in the middle stage of Qi refining, which is equivalent to the middle stage of Huajin Grandmaster in the martial arts world. Moreover, Jiang Muyang possesses various magical powers and secrets that far exceed those of the earth's cultivation civilization. His strength is definitely not ordinary.
Grandmaster Jin is comparable.
At the very least, you have the ability to protect yourself.
But if you want to take your parents back, I'm afraid you need to be stronger in order to be completely sure.
After all, being able to block the Wu Meng's investigation is enough to show that the other party is not simple.
Jiang Muyang returned to the second floor, gently pushed open the door of Mengmeng's bedroom, and took a look.
The orange sunlight shines into the bedroom through the cracks in the curtains, shining right on Mengmeng's face.
Mengmeng still has the iconic sleeping posture, lying on the bed with her butt stuck out, her face is squeezed and deformed, and her mouth is pouted into the shape of a goldfish mouth, which is so cute.
Seeing Mengmeng sleeping soundly, Jiang Muyang smiled slightly, then gently closed the door and went downstairs to make breakfast for Mengmeng.
Jiang Muyang first added soybeans, red dates, and a few pieces of rock sugar to the wall-breaking machine and started making soy milk.
When he and Feng Guang were separated last night, there happened to be a chain supermarket nearby. Jiang Muyang stopped by and bought ingredients, including tomatoes, lettuce, eggs, bacon, toast, and a bag of meat floss.
While the wall-breaking machine was working, Jiang Muyang sliced the tomatoes, washed the lettuce and set aside, then took out the pan and started frying the eggs.
With the sound of "sting", the fragrance suddenly filled the air.
Jiang Muyang now transformed into a five-star chef, frying eggs skillfully.
The browned fried eggs exude an attractive sheen.
At the same time, Jiang Muyang spread a few slices of bacon on the edge of the pan.
Soon, the eggs and bacon were fried.
It is steaming and exuding fragrance.
Jiang Muyang placed the toast, spread a layer of lettuce on top, then stacked tomato slices, fried eggs and bacon on top of it, sprinkled some meat floss, then covered it with a lettuce leaf, and finally covered it with another piece of toast.
On top, I pressed it with a kitchen knife.
A simple sandwich is ready.
However, considering Mengmeng's small mouth, Jiang Muyang specially cut the toast thinly and cut the square sandwich diagonally into a triangle, which would make it easier for Mengmeng to eat.
Although this sandwich may look simple, Jiang Muyang prepared every ingredient carefully, from the thickness of the tomato slices to the heat of the omelette, everything was just right.
In the world of cultivation, Jiang Muyang was extremely low-key in the first three hundred years. He concentrated on practicing, suffered a lot, suffered a lot of crimes, and was on the line between life and death many times. Between three hundred and four hundred years, his strength increased greatly, and he officially
After making his debut, he entered ruins, fought for resources, and fought against geniuses, and gained a great reputation. In the last few decades, Jiang Muyang has achieved the name of Zhenyang Immortal Lord, and began to dabble in other fields besides cultivation, including alchemy, weapon refining, and formation techniques.
, talismans, seals, etc., among which there are dishes.
It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Muyang's cooking skills are definitely at the level of Grandmaster.
His carefully prepared sandwiches are simple but not simple, and the taste will definitely not be worse than those made by Michelin chefs.
After making the sandwich, Jiang Muyang poured out the soy milk and then went upstairs to wake up Mengmeng.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I don't want to get up, I want to snore... Daddy hates it, wu wu..."
Mengmeng closed her eyes and twisted around in Jiang Muyang's arms.
That mouth was so pouted that it could hang a bottle of oil.
The little girl is still angry about getting up.
Jiang Muyang smiled helplessly, kissed the little girl's pink and tender face, and said softly: "Mengmeng, good boy, the sun is beating down on you, it's time to get up. Dad has prepared a delicious breakfast for you.
If you get up late, you’ll be fine.”
"Well..." Mengmeng pursed her lips and became confused.
(ー`′ー)
Probably thinking, should I sleep or eat delicious food?
"Haha, okay, daddy will take you to wash your face." Jiang Muyang gently patted the cute little butt and said with a smile.
"Okay then," Mengmeng opened her eyes, "but I have to send a few away."
"good."
Mengmeng grabbed Dad's pants and slowly slid them from his legs to the ground. She put on her slippers with her little butt in her mouth, then ran into the bathroom, moved a small stool by herself, and started looking in the mirror.
Wash, wash, brush.
A few minutes later.
"Wow, daddy, the sandwich you made is so delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious sandwich!"
Mengmeng was sitting on a high children's dining chair, her mouth was bulging, and her voice was unclear.
The fragrant bacon and fried eggs are paired with lettuce, tomatoes, and meat floss. The combination seems to have a magical chemical reaction. The delicious food explodes in the cute little mouth, making the little girl's eyes sparkle.
Those who didn't know it thought it was a live-action version of "The Little Master of China".
"Mengmeng, eat slowly and take a sip of the red date soy milk first." Jiang Muyang smiled, scooped up the soy milk with a small spoon, blew on it and put it to Mengmeng's mouth.
The soy milk made by the wall breaking machine is very thick and not very tasty with a straw, so you have to use a spoon.
Mengmeng opened her mouth and took a sip of the fragrant and mellow red date soy milk, and immediately narrowed her eyes happily.
"Daddy, you should eat too." Mengmeng ate happily and did not forget to remind daddy.
"good."
Jiang Muyang looked at Mengmeng whose face was full of happiness with soft eyes, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart.
He couldn't help but secretly sigh, it's a good thing that he had deliberately learned cooking, otherwise how could he have gained such a great sense of accomplishment?
Jiang Muyang's greatest happiness is when his baby daughter eats happily.
After eating breakfast, Jiang Muyang began to help Mengmeng braid her hair.
Mengmeng sat on the stool, twisted and said coquettishly: "Daddy, daddy, Mengmeng still wants to eat sandwiches tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. Every day from now on, she wants to eat sandwiches made by daddy!"
Jiang Muyang smiled slightly, looked at Mengmeng in the mirror and asked, "Aren't you tired of eating sandwiches every day?"
"No way!" Mengmeng shook her little head and said, "The sandwiches made by Daddy are so delicious, Mengmeng will never get tired of eating them. Ah! That's right!"
Mengmeng's eyes suddenly sparkled, as if she thought of something.
"What's wrong, baby?" Jiang Muyang asked softly.
Mengmeng turned back and raised her little head, looked at Jiang Muyang and said, "Daddy, you can make a sandwich for Mommy too."
Jiang Muyang said helplessly: "Mom doesn't live with us, so dad can't do it for her."
Mengmeng's mood suddenly dropped, and she pursed her lips and said, "Why? Why don't Daddy and Mommy live together? I see other children, Daddy and Mommy all live together."
After hearing what his precious daughter said, Jiang Muyang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He picked up Mengmeng and gently touched Mengmeng's small nose with his nose.
"Daddy, I want to live with you and Mommy..." Mengmeng hugged Jiang Muyang's face and said pleadingly.
Jiang Muyang sighed softly and said: "Mengmeng, my father and mother's situation... is a bit special. They are different from the parents of other children."
"Daddy, are you making Mommy angry?" Mengmeng asked softly.
Jiang Muyang said: "Almost... almost."
Mengmeng gently touched Jiang Muyang's face and said seriously: "Don't worry, Dad, Mengmeng will help you."
"Help with what?"
"Nothing, hehe~"
"Sit down, Mengmeng. Daddy will soon be able to braid your hair."
A few minutes later.
"Daddy..."
"Um?"
"Is this the braid you have?"
"Uh... doesn't it look good?"
"I can only say that there is a lot of room for improvement."