I really want to be a cook

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We, Wuyue Sword Sect, haven't figured out the merger yet, so your tone of voice sounds like you're going to eat us all up.

Do you think I reacted too much?

Jiang Ping waved his hands boredly, and said with a look of grief and indignation:

"Isn't it just asking you to watch the scene, as for such a big reaction?

If you don't agree, let's fight. I have to invite my master out. I am not easy to bully!

Because you ruined the dream of a dream chasing boy! "

After that, he wanted to turn around.

"Look at the scene?"

The white-haired old man hurriedly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"

Jiang Ping turned his gaze to him: "Huh?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "The old man got it wrong just now. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can explain it in detail?"

Jiang Ping was still angry, as if his IQ was not very high, he turned his head to look at Long Dafu, who was holding back a smile, and said:

"There is nothing to explain, you are just bullying my young master, hum! I will tell my master!"

That appearance, that tone of voice, is very similar to the brat who calls his mother whenever he has nothing to do.

You are the one!

Seeing Jiang Ping's appearance, the white-haired old man almost bit his big white teeth that had been raised for decades.

The old man hasn't coaxed a bear child for decades? !

Even his own grandson dare not be so arrogant in front of him? !

but

I will endure!

The white-haired old man squeezed out a smile and said:

"Young Master Jiang, I'm old and feeble, and I may make a mistake for a while, please forgive me.

If we just ask our Five Sacred Sword Sect to help, this old man can undertake it on behalf of others. "

At this time, Long Dafu, who received the signal from the young master's eyes, pinched himself hard, with pain and smile mixed together, so his face became extremely ferocious.

He took a step forward and said to the white-haired old man:

"Actually, this matter is very simple. My son has a complete and mature construction model on how to establish a culinary arts exchange association.

You just need to be responsible for ensuring that no one else will interfere after my son's association is established.

In short, whoever dares to make trouble will be beaten. "

After all, he looked at Jiang Ping obsequiously, and asked cautiously:

"Young master, do you mean that?"

Jiang Ping turned his eyes to the sky, and spit out a word from his throat:

"Ah."

That small appearance is extraordinarily arrogant.

The white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be that simple.

It's just that this kid seems to have a problem with his brain, can't he speak well?

He has to shout and kill, tossing his old bones.

But it's no wonder that he was successful at a young age and has such a profound background.

I don't know who is qualified to give him a realistic beating in the future, and let him know the importance of speaking well.

Obviously, I didn't feel so difficult to get along with before.

The white-haired old man's thoughts turned, fearing that Jiang Ping would make trouble again, he nodded and agreed:

"So that's how it is, it's a simple matter, our Five Sacred Sword Sect agreed.

As long as it is within our sphere of influence, Mr. Jiang's Culinary Association will be protected by us.

It's just that if we break away from our influence, we will have no choice but to be powerless. "

The white-haired old man had been vaccinated in advance. If they were to be allowed to toss around the world of Wuyue Sword Sect as bodyguards, it would be a real embarrassment.

I saw Jiang Ping's complexion immediately improved, with a look of joy on his face:

"My son is not the kind of person who can't stop taking advantage of it. If you are willing to support my dream, then you are my friends.

Um"

Jiang Ping thought for a while and asked:

"Since your Five Sacred Sword Sects are planning to merge, don't you have to have a unique logo of your Sword Sect?"

The white-haired old man replied cautiously: "That's right, we had such a prediction."

"Come on, show it to me."

Jiang Ping stretched out his hand without any outsiders.

With the foreshadowing just now, the white-haired old man accepted it quickly.

Bear kid, it's natural to think of it as soon as it comes out.

He took out a golden token from his pocket. On the front of the token were five clustered long swords of different shapes.

The white-haired old man handed the token to Jiang Pingdao:

"This is our Five Sacred Sword Token. It is made of fine gold from the Five Sacred Mountains. It was also made by Ping Yezi, a master casting master. It contains the five special sword spirits of the Five Sacred Sacred Sword Sect. There is absolutely no possibility for outsiders to imitate it."

Jiang Ping held it in his hand, played with it, nodded and said:

"That's right, it's a bit ingenious."

As he spoke, he hooked his hands behind him.

It's a pity that the people behind didn't have Long Dafu's comprehension ability, so Jiang Ping tickled his fingers for a long time in vain.

Jiang Ping turned his head, his voice squeezed out between his teeth:

"Token!"

Seeing Jiang Ping hooking her hand, Dong Zun envoy was hesitating whether to put his hand on it or not, when she heard Jiang Ping speak, she froze for a moment and asked:

"What token does the young master want?"

"Nature is the badge on your waist."

Jiang Ping pointed to a crystal token on Dong Zun's waist, and said in a bad mood.

I don't know how to cooperate at all. If there is a chance, I have to train well.

Dong Zun slightly frowned, untied the token with some reluctance, and said, "This is given to me by Tian Zun"

Jiang Ping snatched it away: "I am your young master, and I will ask my master for a better one for you in the future."

Envoy Dong Zun: ""

"Ha ha!!"

Jiang Ping laughed and slapped the token on the hand of the bewildered white-haired old man:

"I have never been stingy with my friends. From today on, you Five Sacred Sword Sect will be my friends at Tianzun Palace. This is the symbol of our alliance.

When something happens in the future, take it and come over to say hello, as long as the one given is enough, my master can also invite you. "

Jiang Ping raised his eyebrows and rubbed his fingers, as if he understood.

"Allies? Heavenly Venerate?"

Please come over here!

After connecting all the words, the white-haired old man suddenly thought why Jiang Ping looked so cute.

What kind of treasure boy is this!

Obviously they are making compensation, so why did they become an alliance?

Is this how bear kids think?

So eclectic!

I love it so much!

but

The white-haired old man was a little confused: "Young Master Jiang, this matter is of great importance, can you decide?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ping pretended to be unhappy and said:

"Could I still lie to you, my son? That is, the last time the Heavenly Venerable Ling who disliked my master in bed gave it back to the master.

Otherwise, I can still talk to you with the order of the emperor.

My master usually loves me the most, and she agrees to everything I say.

And I think your Five Sacred Sword Sect is also quite strong. I have found such an excellent ally for Tianzun Palace, and it is too late for my master to praise me.

Just don't worry, if Master doesn't agree, I'll be in a hurry with her! "

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

The white-haired old man hastily waved his hands and said with a smile:

"With Mr. Jiang's words, I can rest assured, Wuyue Sword Sect and Tianzun Palace will be friends from now on.

Of course, Mr. Jiang and we are also friends, if you need anything, please feel free to say hello, and we will definitely help.

As for the Culinary Arts Association, that's on the old man.

To support Mr. Jiang's dream, our Five Sacred Sword Sect is obliged! "

Even the other great masters behind the white-haired old man smiled and nodded.

Although the Heavenly Sword was temporarily lost, it would be nice to have a chance to form an alliance with the mythical forces.

Well, why does this young man in front of him look more and more handsome?

Only Nangong Xuanqi, who was proud of me just now, hesitated to speak.

This was not the Jiang Ping he usually knew. Needless to say, he was definitely digging holes for them again.

But Jiang Ping just praised him for a while, and judging by everyone's appearance, they probably wouldn't believe his slander against Jiang Ping.

So he sighed softly and fell silent.

Why is it so difficult?

Jiang Ping didn't know that Grandmaster Nangong almost revealed his true colors, so he said happily:

"My son likes to make friends the most, you are all my good friends.

So friends, now let's calculate what happened when your bird came to hit me just now. "

The white-haired old man froze with a smile on his face.

what are you saying? !

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If my bird commits a crime, can I be blamed? !

And just now, I clearly saw that you were playing a poisonous hand on my bird, and you beat me back. Is there still the law of heaven, and the law of the king?

but

Who put someone behind you.

The white-haired old man pondered for a long time before he said with a smile:

"Young Master Jiang was joking, Bai Yu is usually the most human, and I'm willing to tell him that he must find Young Master Jiang.

I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding in this?