I really want to be a cook

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It's the pressure, the aura

Jiang Ping almost softened on the spot.

Fortunately, he has been tested for a long time, coupled with his constant self-hypnosis, he finally resisted the pressure, but he still stayed for a while.

He is like this, let alone others.

Seeing that the four great masters who were struggling to support and resist just now called themselves slaves in front of Jiang Ping.

They couldn't help but feel a little bit in their hearts, feeling that they were thinking too little about Jiang Ping.

Well, looking carefully now, it really is Qianlong in the abyss, hidden and undisclosed, with the sign of destiny, this is the person who wants Jackie Chan to be his ancestor!

As expected of a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard!

Jiang Ping's palms were hidden in his sleeves, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, and said with great perseverance:

"Cough, everyone, get up."

Don't look at people calling themselves slaves, but he dares to be a slave, what if he is torn off on the spot?

The four envoys stood up and were about to speak, when Jiang Ping reached out to stop him, turned around resolutely, looked at the great masters of Wuyue Sword Sect and said:

"Guys, since my incompetent subordinates have all rushed here, should we settle the score just now?"

Four envoys: ""

Just ask who is the person whose legs were shaking just now?

"What account?"

It was Nangong Xuanqi who spoke, relying on his relationship with Jiang Ping, he bluffed and said:

"Brother Jiang, you can't frame people out of thin air, what account do we have with you?"

Jiang Ping looked angry, full of grief and indignation:

"Just now, my son was held hostage by someone, and he survived from death. It's fine if you don't save me, but let me go with peace of mind.

Who said this, stand up for me! "

The starlight between his eyebrows has not yet been extinguished, and at this moment he is full of aura, and he really has the demeanor of a little lord.

The four envoys felt the familiar aura of Tianzun on Jiang Ping, and they also looked at each other, and walked behind Jiang Ping silently, staring at the great masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect with four pairs of cold eyes.

Not angry but mighty!

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Jiang Ping has long been familiar with the trick of fox pretending to be tiger, and he can't be more familiar with it. After all, he is either hugging his thigh, or on the way to hug his thigh, and occasionally pretends to be a big boss.

Faced with Jiang Ping's attitude of questioning the crime, the people of Wuyue Sword Sect also had a headache. Are they wrong about this?

Naturally there is not.

They can't just take hostages casually and make them submit to the Five Sacred Sword Sect. Then their reputation for so many years will be lost.

Will people praise their compassion?

No, they will only say that they are stupid, and then they dare to go to Wuyue Jianzong Mountain to drink if they take any hostages.

They are just a sect of rivers and lakes, and they have no obligation to protect the hostages.

But the parties asked them face to face, but they couldn't say anything to refute.

Especially since the person involved is really very powerful, even older than their Five Sacred Sword Sect, they had no choice but to bow their heads.

It was the white-haired old man who came forward, and it could be seen that he had a high reputation in Wuyue Jianzong, and he could almost represent Wuyue Jianzong.

"Young Master Jiang, we mishandled this matter. If you want any compensation, you can tell us what you want. We will do what we can."

Fighting, it is temporarily impossible to fight.

Because if you really want to fight, Jiang Ping will not make such a gesture, just go straight to the knife and do it.

It's just that once their subsequent compensation fails to satisfy Jiang Ping, they will really have an enmity with that Tianzun Palace.

The more powerful the sect, the more powerful they are, the more they value their reputation.

Otherwise, if they beat up the young master today, would they dare to snatch his female disciple tomorrow, and dare to point at Tianzun's nose and scold his mother the day after tomorrow?

Of course they would not dare, but that's the reason.

If you forgive other people's small offenses generously, others will say that you have a big heart and a heroic style.

But if people slap you in the face, you still have to forgive. Others will only say that you are cowardly and cowardly, not worthy of holding a knife with a sword. You should go home and raise pigs.

Just now Wuyue Sword Sect wanted to kill Jiang Ping, if they could forgive them, let alone others, even Wuyue Sword Sect had to say in his heart, what Tianzun Palace is, that's all.

Of course, Jiang Ping didn't want to restore the reputation of Tianzun Palace.

He just wanted to take advantage of the fact that he still has the title of Young Master and there are four beauties standing behind him, so that he can get the benefits first.

He stared straight at the white-haired old man, and he felt his heart tremble, so he said slowly:

"Originally, I couldn't bear this matter, after all, my master is a heavenly elder, and hitting me in the face is hitting her in the face.

But when I was young, I had an old relationship with Grandmaster Nangong. He also gave me a protective sword amulet and treated me like a nephew. I will always remember this in my heart.

So for his sake, I won't tell Elder Tianzun about this matter. "

Nangong Xuanqi knew that Jiang Ping was trying to show his face, so he immediately raised his head and chest, and clasped his hands left and right, as if I just did some trivial things, which were not worth mentioning.

Well, it seems that Kid Jiang is pretty good, let Cang Quan get in touch with him more and get closer.

The rest of the great masters: ""

Have you figured out which side you are from?

Here, Jiang Ping changed the subject:

"However, you almost killed me just now, if you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I really can't pass the test in my heart.

So you have to promise me one thing. "

"what?"

The white-haired old man is ready to fight, he only feels that success or failure depends on it.

If Jiang Ping puts forward some conditions that they can't fulfill, then no matter who his master is, he can only do it once.

Although mythical warriors are terrifying, no one will benefit if the net is broken.

"Cough cough."

Jiang Ping cleared his throat, and his face was covered with a layer of idealist sacred glory:

"As we all know, my son is a man who values ​​dreams more than life. If you can help me realize my dreams, then the fact that you almost killed me will be over."

"Master Jiang, please tell me."

The white-haired old man looked cautious.

If Jiang Ping talked about his dream of being rich and powerful, they would have to do it once.

After all, they also want these dreams.

Jiang Ping looked into the distance, with three points of sigh, four points of vicissitudes, and five points of uplifting tone:

"Actually, my son has another identity. I am a cook, a cook with superb cooking skills.

It was only under unavoidable circumstances that he embarked on the road of martial arts. As a result, after practicing casually, he had the realm of martial arts today.

In the end, even Tianzun valued me, accepted me as an apprentice, and wanted to pass on Tianzun Palace to me.

I"

"cough cough cough"

The coughing sounded one after another, as if everyone had made an appointment to catch a cold at this time.

Even the four envoys standing behind Jiang Ping couldn't help covering their thin lips with their small hands, coughing lightly, their bodies trembling slightly, it seemed that they must be holding back very hard.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ping, who was immersed in his own emotions, came back to his senses.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Jiang, you continue to pretend, no, continue to talk, you go ahead, everyone is listening."

The white-haired old man took a risk and held back the forced word, his face flushed red.

He has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he has never seen a person who is so good at pretending. With this level of skill, even Nangong is [-]% inferior.

"Oh."

Jiang Ping calmed down and continued to play:

"In fact, I have always had a dream, that is to let people all over the world have a delicious meal.

Even the simplest ingredients can have excellent processing skills and perfect cooking techniques to present the greatest delicacy.

Realize the delicacy on the taste buds, and you will have the happiness in life, which is also my greatest expectation for food.

But this is not something that I can do simply by myself.

so"

Jiang Ping looked at the white-haired old man, glanced at the other people of Wuyue Sword Sect, and said with strong expectations:

"I need your help."

The white-haired old man's scalp was numb from Jiang Ping's look. At this moment, he would rather Jiang Ping say something to pay him a million and 80 taels of silver.

But he decided to wait and see, what if Jiang Ping made even more unreliable demands.

"How does Mr. Jiang want us to help?"

"I don't know if you have heard of the Culinary Art Exchange Association?"

Jiang Ping smiled and said mysteriously.

"It's very popular recently. I heard that Jianghu Xiaoyi ranks it as one of the top ten civil organizations."

Tie Ao, Nangong Xuanqi, Long Dafu, the four envoys: ""

It's a big circle, just for a culinary art exchange association, how much do you want to be a cook!

Only Tie Ao has a new speculation out of the psychology of catching heads.

Jiang Ping is devoted to this culinary art association, does he have other backgrounds behind him?

After all, looking at Jiang Ping's appearance, he is not an idealist, but a realist.

Tie Ao, who thought he knew everything about Jiang Ping, only felt that a new layer of fog had appeared on Jiang Ping.

As for the others, they were all dumbfounded.

You want to talk about a martial arts alliance, we may have heard of it, Culinary Art Association, do you think we are idle?

"Ahem, Mr. Jiang is embarrassing the old man. Forgive the old man for being ignorant. I have never heard of this culinary art association."

The white-haired old man arched his hands.

Jiang Ping showed disappointment and sighed:

"It seems that we haven't done well enough, even you haven't heard of it.

But it's okay, we will be a family in the future, and you will understand it thoroughly soon. "

"Huh, huh? A family?!"

The white-haired old man stared wide-eyed.

No matter how you talk, it feels like you have sold yourself!

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Jiang Ping also stared back when he saw the white-haired old man's reaction:

"Looking at you like this, is it a shame to be a family with me?"

The white-haired old man remained silent.

Is this a matter of profit or loss?