Chongyun took off the pig's head and handed it to Shen He, "My aunt is so thin, she needs to eat more tonic!"
Shen He looked at the big pig head handed to him and was silent for a while, "I can't eat so much."
"Pork head meat is the essence of a pig, why don't you want it!" Hutao put his hands on his hips.
"It's hard to swallow at first glance, look at me!"
Xiang Ling picked up the kitchen knife and sliced a whole pig head into thin slices, then filled three large pots.
Except for the pig head, she processed all other parts and cut them into small pieces to make them easier to handle and easier to eat.
Chongyun ate meat in large quantities. He enjoyed eating the heavy-flavored food that he would never touch at ordinary times, and even dared to talk to Shen He.
"Auntie, how are you living at the immortal's place? Are there any inconveniences in your life? Are you missing anything?"
"Is the immortal strict? Are you being treated well? Are you happy with your treatment? If you are not happy with your treatment, come back home. We welcome you home at any time."
He had many things to ask this aunt, and he also tried to get close to her, but both of them had distant personalities, and due to their usually introverted personalities and many worries, they ended up feeling like they were separated by a long distance.
At this time, my mind was overwhelmed by Yang Qi, and I was in a state where I didn't even know what I was doing, so I naturally wouldn't think so much.
Not only did he want to ask these questions, but the elders in his family had also wanted to ask them for a long time.
It's just that immortals and mortals are different, and there is no chance for them to meet.
Looking at this cheap nephew who was disturbed by Yang Qi, Shen He had no intention of helping him suppress it. As they said, it is also a good thing to release him occasionally.
I just don't know if she will remember her answer to him now when he wakes up.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a while, Chongyun vowed not to give up and continued to ask questions.
"Did the immortal treat you badly? It's true! He took you up the mountain to accept you as his disciple but he didn't treat you well! Don't think that the immortal can look down on us mortals... Let's go! Let's go up the mountain to find an explanation from the immortal!"
He said, grabbing Shen He and going to seek justice.
Looking at Chongyun who concluded that Shen He was not doing well because he didn't reply, Jiang Bai clicked his tongue.
"It's really completely different from usual!"
Seeing Chongyun's indignant look, Shen He slowly shook his head.
"Master is very good to me. Not only Master, but also the True Monarch of Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang, and the True Monarch of Lishan and Overlapping Waters are all very good to me. I am also living a good life in the mountains."
After hearing what she said, Chongyun gave up and said, "That's pretty much it! Auntie, if you are unhappy or feel wronged, come to Tianheng Mountain to find me at any time! You will always be welcome in our home!"
Seeing the concern in Chongyun's eyes, Shen He felt very good knowing that someone was thinking about him.
Once upon a time, she no longer had any care in the world, and the place she once lived was no longer what it was before.
Her heart, which was emotionless because of the red rope, was like the surface of a lake like an ancient well, completely without any ripples.
Meeting them during this time was like throwing a pebble on a lake, causing small ripples.
The drinks are delicious, the pork chops are delicious, and the wind is very comfortable.
She nodded slightly, "Yeah."
Several people were eating meat and chatting, and the amount of meat on the table gradually decreased.
Jiang Bai touched his round belly and burped. He lay on the recliner and didn't want to move. He was too full from eating.
The others were similar, even Shen He couldn't eat it at all.
But this wild boar is really not small, and the meat is rich in fat. Even if six people eat it, there is still a lot left.
Hutao packed up a portion of tenderloin and prepared to go back to serve Zhongli with wine and food, and passed the rest to Shen He.
"We can't eat these anymore, and it would be a waste to throw them away. You can take them back and give them to the immortals to try! Occasionally, you can try some human delicacies to improve your taste."
"Yes, auntie, your master must have never tasted our Chef Xiangling's craftsmanship. I'm sure they will want to eat it after they have tasted it!"
"Okay." Shen He nodded and packed up the remaining food.
"These will definitely not be enough to give to the immortal. I will cook some more side dishes and you can take them over with me!"
Xiang Ling just went ahead and picked up the remaining ingredients after processing the wild boar and started processing them.
Heat the oil in the pan, and soon a portion of fried pork liver will be freshly baked.
Not only stir-fried pork liver, but also boiled pork heart, pork belly with scrambled eggs, and refreshing pork belly...
If it weren't for lack of time, Xiangling would have killed the two pheasants and made chicken soup.
After putting all the vegetables into the food box, Xiangling wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling very accomplished.
"I don't know what flavor the immortal likes, I made several flavors..."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome!"
"I'll bring it to Master first."
The food is still hot now, and it will inevitably lose some of its flavor when it cools down.
It happened that Master was a guest in the Cave of the True Monarch of Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang among the clouds, so she came and went quickly.
"Go, go, go!"
Seeing Shen He leave, several people lay on chairs under the shade of the trees and sat by the stream to enjoy the pleasant afternoon.
"By the way, what birthday gifts have you prepared for me, please bring them out quickly."
Hutao couldn't wait to receive the gift.
"I prepared a brocade umbrella embroidered with red plum for you." Xingqiu took out his gift.
This is an umbrella they sell. It can neither protect from the sun nor the rain. It can only be hung on the wall as a decoration.
However, luxury goods cannot pursue practicality.
The walnuts were happily put away.
Although this umbrella is of no use, it is of high value. Hanging it in the hall is a facade.
"I'll give you a Wanmintang Overlord meal ticket!" Xiangling patted Hutao's outstretched hand and took out nothing.
"Hey! This Hall Master has remembered it! Don't blame me for being so expensive when the time comes."
"No, no, no." Xiang Ling crossed her chest, is she that kind of person?
"Peach charm to ward off evil."
Before Chongyun could regain his senses, he threw the peach charm to Hutao, feeling proud as he spoke.
"I made this myself. There is also a ray of pure Yang power that I sealed in it. With it, all evils can be avoided and you won't dare to get close to me!"
"It's a good thing, but there is no evil spirit that dares to provoke this hall master." Hutao happily accepted it.
Although she can't use it, the other ritual masters can.
Dealing with funeral matters all day long, it is inevitable that some ceremony attendants will have heavier Yin Qi. As they get older, they often feel cold, so it is a good idea to bring this.
"I said Chongyun, do you still have these peach charms? Give me a few more!"
"Yes, yes, but it can't be given for free!"
Chongyun covered his pocket to prevent some unscrupulous guy from grabbing it directly.
"How much money, this hall master wants it all! But you have to inject the power of pure Yang into it, otherwise it will be of no use."
"Okay then, I'll give you a thousand molas for one." Chongyun took out something and immediately input the power of pure Yang into it one by one.
Hutao looked at Guoba at this time, and stretched out his hand under Guoba's blank gaze.
"Guo Ba, where is your gift?"
Guoba’s eyes widened, does he also want to give a gift?