"Master Cheng, I didn't know that cooking in an iron pan is so delicious. The mutton doesn't have any mutton smell at all, and it tastes better than dragon liver and phoenix gall..." Yao Ji praised while eating, her mouth full of grease.

This was her first time eating stir-fried food, so she couldn't help but take one chopstick after another, especially the spicy and sour cabbage that was particularly appetizing. Except for the two chopsticks that Cheng Long took at the beginning, she ate the rest.

If there weren't so many peanuts and I could only take one at a time, I'm afraid she would have eaten them all.

Cheng Long looked at Yao Ji, who was embarrassed and blushing after finishing her meal, and put down his chopsticks gracefully. He smiled and said, "Princess, is it enough? Do you want me to make some more?"

"No, no, I've already eaten a lot."

Yao Ji had never been so embarrassed as she was now. She was a stranger who had come to the house unexpectedly, but she had eaten up all of Mr. Cheng's dinner, leaving only a plate of peanuts that she had not eaten.

It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, it’s just that she was too embarrassed to continue eating it.

"It's okay. You and I are both practitioners. We should learn to do whatever we want. Just ask if you want to eat." Cheng Long wished that Yao Ji would eat more. The more she ate, the easier it would be to talk to her. It's easy to be soft-hearted when you take something from someone, and it's easy to be soft-hearted when you eat something from someone!
Yao Ji blushed and said very embarrassedly: "Then Mr. Cheng, can you give me another plate of spicy and sour cabbage? Sour and spicy cabbage is really to my taste."

"Of course, please wait."

Cheng Long stood up with a smile and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Yao Ji looked at his tall and straight back, and for some reason, a ripple suddenly arose in her heart. She was the goddess in charge of the desire world, and she shouldn't have any desires.

But she is now in the period of tribulation, and her heart is most likely to be confused. Otherwise, how could Yang Tianyou, with his upright heart, touch her heartstrings and make her take the initiative to come down to earth and marry him.

This time, she met a man who is even more outstanding than Yang Tianyou, and once the golden wheel of merit behind his head is turned on, it will be no problem to illuminate the entire Guanjiangkou, like a little sun.

The most important thing is that the dishes cooked by Mr. Cheng are very delicious and deeply captured her taste buds.

Just as she was thinking about it, accompanied by a lingering sound, a charming aroma wafted out of the kitchen. Yao Ji couldn't help but be curious, so she walked into the kitchen with light steps.

Then she saw a gas stove, iron pot and spatula that did not belong to this world.

Cheng Long was standing in front of the stove, flipping the pot in one hand and holding a spoon in the other, his movements were smooth and graceful.

Sensing someone watching him from behind, Cheng Long thought Yao Ji was greedy and couldn't wait to taste the food, so he said without turning his head: "Princess, don't worry, the dishes will be ready soon."

"I'm not in a hurry, I just...think your kitchenware is special!"

Although Yao Ji was easily moved, she was not fickle. As soon as an inappropriate thought arose in her heart, she suppressed it immediately.

The main reason was that more than ten years ago, when she was chasing the three-headed divine dragon and coming down to the mortal world, her heart was crushed by the three-headed dragon. Later, because she was seriously injured and unable to heal herself, she had to share a heart with Yang Tianyou.

Until now, the two have been sharing the same heart.

Therefore, Ji Yao didn't dare to have any wild thoughts, for fear of being discovered by the man.

Speaking of the setting of sharing a heart, Cheng Long found it very incredible. When Yao Ji opened her third eye before, the sense of oppression she brought to him was even stronger than that of Guanyin in the Green Snake world.

This shows that Yao Ji’s cultivation level is higher than that of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and she may be a genuine Daluo Jinxian.

However, the earthly immortals and even the masters in the Tribulation Realm in the Shushan world can use a trace of their remaining spirit to create a human being. It is outrageous that Yao Ji, a dignified Golden Immortal, cannot even regenerate her own heart.

But Yao Ji’s strength cannot be faked!

If he is not a Daluo Golden Immortal, then he must be a deity in the perfect realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"These are the kitchen utensils I developed. They are much more fragrant than clay pots when used for cooking."

Cheng Long stir-fried it a few more times, then turned off the heat, turned around with the iron pan, and quickly poured the steaming hot and sour cabbage into the plate.

"It does look great. We don't even need to burn firewood."

"The canister contains flammable gas, which will catch fire at any time. It is quite dangerous for ordinary people."

"It won't be dangerous if we use firewood instead."

"Indeed, if you want to improve the kitchen environment, I can make you an iron pot and build a clay stove for you..." Cheng Long used a clay stove when he was a child, and the dishes cooked on it were much more fragrant than those cooked on a gas stove.

"Then it'll be hard work."

Yao Ji's eyes lit up when she heard that and she accepted it shamelessly.

After all, she is Yang Tianyou's wife. It is impossible for her to go to Master Cheng's house for meals every day. If she has an iron pot at home, she can cook at home in the future.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to solve the problem once and for all?

"It's just a small matter. You're welcome." Cheng Long walked to Yao Ji with the plate in his hand and said with a smile, "Princess, this plate is yours. I'll also cook some side dishes."

"Thank you~~"

Yao Ji thanked him and walked out impatiently.

By the time Cheng Long walked out of the kitchen carrying the braised chicken wings cooked over high heat, the spicy and sour cabbage had already been eaten up by her.

"Mr. Cheng, I feel sorry for eating so many of your delicious food. Wait a moment, I will go back and get you a pot of monkey wine to try. I collected it in Kunlun Mountain, it may be of some help to you." Without waiting for Cheng Long to reply, Yao Ji left in a hurry.

……

Yang Mansion.

Inner courtyard, bedroom.

Yang Tianyou, who was sitting on a stool with his cheek supported by one hand, waited in vain. When he saw his wife teleport back, he immediately stood up and said, "Madam, have you asked everything clearly?"

"Well, it was a misunderstanding. Master Cheng is not from the Heavenly Palace. It was just a coincidence that he moved next door to our house. But I just had a little unpleasantness with him, so I was going to take a pot of wine to apologize to him."

"I go with you."

"No, no, I'll take you to the official meeting tomorrow morning."

Yao Ji took out a pot of her treasured monkey wine, and then disappeared on the spot in a flash.

When Yang Tianyou saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yao'er is still so impetuous, like a child who has never grown up."

He was not worried at all about his wife taking a pot of wine to apologize to someone in the middle of the night. As the eldest princess of heaven and the goddess in charge of the desire world, who could threaten Yao'er except the gods in heaven?

……

Cheng family courtyard.

"Master Cheng, your wine is far inferior to my monkey wine. The spiritual energy contained in it is less than one tenth of that of the monkey wine. I'll fill it up for you."

Yao Ji stood up and bent down, personally filling a glass of wine for Cheng Long. The crystal clear goblet was particularly beautiful. She had just been busy eating and didn't think much about it, but now that she was drinking the monkey wine, she immediately liked the goblet.

"Don't just pour it for me, drink it too!"

Cheng Long picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp. The rich monkey wine was like nectar, turning into a warm current that flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians.

The spiritual energy content is truly astonishing.

One year of normal cultivation here is equivalent to several decades in the Green Snake World. The gap is huge.

It seems that it is imperative to surrender to the Heavenly Court and cannot be delayed too long. At this stage, the Heavenly Court has countless resources of all kinds. The sooner you surrender, the sooner you can get the benefits.

"Mr. Cheng, how many years have you been practicing?"

"Uh~~ I'm not sure, maybe between three to five hundred years!" After a few glasses of monkey wine, the two started chatting.

When Yao Ji learned that Cheng Long had only practiced for three to five hundred years, she opened her mouth slightly in surprise and asked in astonishment, "Is this true? You have only practiced for three to five hundred years?"

"If you don't believe me, open your third eye and look at my bone age."

"Just look at it."

Yao Ji was not polite at all. She immediately used her third eye to check Cheng Long's bone age. She also looked at things she shouldn't have looked at. Her pretty cheeks turned red involuntarily.

“Is my bone age old?”

"big!"

"..."

Looking at Yao Ji who nodded with a red face, Cheng Long always felt that there was something wrong with her answer. Is three to five hundred years a very long bone age?

Perhaps realizing that she was in a state of confusion, Yao Ji hurriedly said, "It's getting late. I have to go back and rest."

"Wait~~"

Cheng Long suddenly called for a stop, Yao Ji stopped and turned her head in confusion.

"Princess, there seems to be something wrong with your heart, which has seriously hindered your progress in cultivation. I am personally good at the power of creation. Do you need me to give you some pointers or help you create a heart?"

"Uh~~"

Yao Ji hesitated for a moment and explained, "Actually, I can mediate fate, but my roots are deeper. It's better to slowly grow back a lost heart than to cast a spell to create fate. But thank you all the same."

"I see."

Cheng Long suddenly realized. No wonder Yao Ji had been sharing a heart with Yang Tianyou. It turned out that she wanted it to grow back slowly. A naturally grown heart is like rice that grows naturally in a rice field. When the time is right, golden ears of wheat will naturally grow. A heart created by magic power is not bad, but for gods with deep roots, it is definitely not as good as the original one.

After Yao Ji left.

Cheng Long returned to his room and simply set up a ban, and then he couldn't wait to call out Miss Ning.

Yao Ji, who fell into the mortal world, had a strong aura of a young woman. Sometimes, the way she looked at him was particularly seductive, which made him very angry. Teacher Bai and Lady Ning were both yin gods, with cold bodies, and were particularly suitable for putting out fires.

What a ridiculous night.

At dawn the next day, the naked Lady Ning walked to the window, doing her daily essential practice when she woke up, her eyes full of satisfaction.

Although Aaron loves beauty, he never indulges in it. Even if he hugs a beauty like her, he can still pull away when the time for practice is up.

"Aaron is working so hard, I can't neglect him..."

Ning Zhongze's figure flashed and disappeared into the soul-nourishing jade. The netherworld space inside the soul-nourishing jade was particularly full of yin energy, which could not only meet the daily needs of her and Bai Ling, but also meet the daily needs of Xie Ling and Cheng Long's second soul, the Netherworld.

Bai Ling and Ning Zhongze are both night-wandering gods. Although the second soul, Youming, appeared later, he has surpassed the others and has now cultivated to the celestial fairyland.

The spiritual body is completely transformed into the divine body.

Of course, the main reason why Youming’s cultivation speed is so fast is that he and Cheng Long are the same person. Every time Cheng Long’s cultivation level improves, it can also drive Youming’s improvement.

Cheng Long has cultivated to the realm of true immortality. It won’t take long before Youming’s cultivation level can also be elevated to the realm of true immortality.

However, although Youming is half of Cheng Long's soul, Youming is a part of him, but he is not Youming. Only when he encounters an unprecedented death crisis one day and his main consciousness is transferred to Youming, then Youming will be his complete self.

The current Youming can only be said to be a clone, a life-saving trump card.

Therefore, there has always been only one woman by Youming's side, and that is the female inspector Xie Ling in the female robot plot line.

Speaking of Xie Ling, this female inspector with an unconventional figure has now cultivated to the Ghost Fairyland and is only one step away from becoming a Night Wandering God. Bai Ling and Ning Zhongze are also only one step away from the next realm, the Day Wandering God realm.

The Sun-Wandering God is a process in which a ghost cultivator condenses his divine body. Once the condensation is complete, he will be able to enter the next realm, which is the celestial realm divided by the system.

The day wandering gods are equivalent to earthly immortals, the night wandering gods are in the realm of transcending tribulation, the ghost immortals are in the realm of yang gods, and the ghost kings are in the realm of yin gods...

The weak female inspector has now become a ghost cultivator in the Yangshen realm. Even though she has been staying in the Netherworld, the changes are still huge.

If she appeared in front of her former colleagues again, A-Zu and the others would not dare to recognize her at all.

"Dong dong, dong dong..."

Around seven in the morning, not long after finishing his daily practice, Cheng Long, who was making dumplings in the kitchen, suddenly heard a knock on the door, so he wrapped himself in an apron and walked out with a smile.

creak!

Pushing open the old courtyard door, Yao Ji's beautiful face came into view. Unlike last night, Yao Ji this morning was exceptionally dignified, without any of the coquettish look she had when she was drinking last night.

"Mr. Cheng, my husband Yang Tianyou and the little kids behind him are our children..."

"This is Yang Jiao, my eldest daughter."

"This is Yang Jian, my second son."

"Chan'er, my little daughter."

Yao Ji introduced her family members to Cheng Long one by one.

The three boys politely called them Uncle Cheng, and Cheng Long took the opportunity to rub the heads of Yang Jiao, Yang Jian and Yang Chan as an elder.

The main purpose is to rub the future Three Holy Mothers, Yang Jiao and Yang Jian are incidental.

"Mr. Cheng, this is the gift I prepared for you. Please accept it."

Yang Tianyou stepped forward and offered his greeting.

Cheng Long let go of Yang Chan's little head, took it with both hands, and invited: "Yang Jun, you came at the right time. I made some fresh meat buns and steamed buns. Come in and try them."

"Hurrah!"

Yang Tianyou smiled and nodded.

After Yao Ji returned home last night, she kept praising the delicious dishes cooked by Master Cheng, which made him crave for it the whole night. Although she couldn't eat the fried dishes this morning, the aroma of the steamed buns and steamed buns was also tempting.

Cheng Long invited Yao Ji's family of five to sit down at the open-air dining table in the courtyard, then turned and walked into the kitchen and brought out two baskets of steamed buns and a basket of steamed buns.

When the three boys smelled the aroma of the fresh meat buns, they immediately looked up at Yang Tianyou and Yao Ji. This scene revealed the good family education of the Yang family.

"Eat it!"

Yao Ji grabbed a meat bun and handed it to Yang Chan, saying, "The food made by your Uncle Cheng is not available to ordinary people. It tastes especially delicious. You are blessed today."

"Really? Then I have to try it carefully to see if it's really that delicious."

"It smells so good, the buns must be delicious."

Yang Jiao, Yang Jian and Yang Chan started eating one after another.

After just one bite, the three boys were completely addicted to the buns made by Cheng Long. Yang Tianyou also took a bite and his eyes suddenly lit up.

There were many delicacies during the Shang Dynasty, but due to the cooking methods, they could not bring out the freshness and flavor that the delicacies should have, and there were not many seasonings. Cheng only made a few moves, and the five members of the Yang family loved it. (End of this chapter)