Indeed, a true culinary artisan. Tang Guoxing's words hit the nail on the head, and only a cultivator could truly appreciate the spiritual essence within this cabbage.
Hearing her grandfather's words, Tang Xiuwan quickly picked up a few slices of cabbage, chewed them, and with wide, beautiful eyes, looked at Luo Cheng sitting beside her. "Luo Cheng, it's just as you said! This kind of dish is something only immortals in heaven could have!"
Tang Guoxing chuckled, "Along the way, I heard little Luo talk about the delicacies from Zhuxi Village. I always thought he was exaggerating, but now I realize his words were indeed true!"
Cheng Xiaofan poured a cup of Thousand Year Drunk wine for everyone. "Come, come, let's drink this cup. We are all destined to be together!"
"Mr. Cheng is right. We are all people of destiny. Cheers!"
Tang Guoxing immediately raised his cup and drained it. "This is truly good wine! It's much better than the Thousand Year Drunk bought from Frilank!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "This is the premium Thousand Year Drunk given to me by Tu Biao, a master winemaker from the Northeast. Of course, it's much better than what's on the market!"
"Elder Tang, I want to toast you. From now on, you and Xiuwan will be living here, and I'll have to trouble you with three meals a day!"
Tang Guoxing quickly replied, "Mr. Cheng, it is Tang Guoxing's honor to work for you!"
Cheng Xiaofan then turned to Tang Xiuwan, "Xiuwan, I know you are also a culinary artisan like your grandfather. We happen to have a food processing plant in Zhuxi Village. We'll have to rely on you to oversee the technical and taste aspects!"
Tang Xiuwan was extremely excited. She eagerly asked, "Okay, Mr. Cheng! Can I start tomorrow?"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "Ask Sister Bai about that. She'll arrange it for you!"
Bai Yiling chuckled, "Mm-hmm, Xiuwan, come to the company with me tomorrow, and I'll arrange it for you!"
Tang Xiuwan's pretty face bloomed into a smile. "That's wonderful! I've finally found my goal to strive for in Zhuxi Village!"
For a culinary artisan, this was like a fish finding water, a truly joyous occasion.
After dinner, Luo Cheng drove away from the villa complex. Cheng Xiaofan arranged living quarters for Tang Guoxing and his granddaughter in the secondary villa to the east.
Afterward, Cheng Xiaofan furiously washed himself in the bathroom.
After all, he had been in contact with other women, and under the influence of the Dragon Ball's power, he had been exceptionally wild. There must be some lingering scent on him.
He wished he could wash himself completely clean, inside and out.
Otherwise, Cheng Xiaofan felt he couldn't honestly face his "White Goddess."
What a sin!
It was all the Dragon Ball's fault!
Fortunately, he had someone to take the blame.
He didn't need to feel too guilty!
Half an hour later.
Cheng Xiaofan returned to his room and found his White Goddess already in bed.
Today, she had come over voluntarily, without Shen Ruobing's prompting.
Cheng Xiaofan lifted the covers, leaped onto the bed, and tightly embraced Bai Yiling. He unleashed his "Swimming Dragon Technique," while she immediately displayed her sixty-two Yoga poses.
Although it was a patterned tactic, every move and every step was constantly innovated during the act.
Only through continuous innovation could one derive more pleasure.
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The next day.
Cheng Xiaofan came downstairs to find that Tang Guoxing had already prepared breakfast.
As expected of a culinary artisan, Tang Guoxing made simple noodles and eggs that emitted a captivating aroma, enough to knock someone out.
A bowl of noodles and three eggs in his stomach, and he felt much more energized.
It wasn't surprising, as all the seasonings in the kitchen were made by Cheng Xiaofan, each one filled with spiritual essence.
If the seasonings he made were released to the market, they would definitely be fought over.
However!
Cheng Xiaofan had no intention of making such seasonings.
For him, there were too many ways to make money.
After breakfast, Tang Xiuwan went to the village company with Bai Yiling and Shen Ruobing. Tang Guoxing rode Cheng Xiaofan's motorcycle to Jinbao Town to purchase some daily necessities.
Cheng Xiaofan seized this opportunity to move the three cutting-edge instruments from his space and place them in the living room.
A while later, he called Teresa to inform her that the instruments had arrived and asked her to come over and take a look.
At the same time, Cheng Xiaofan called Luo Cheng, asking him to bring a pickup truck and two people to transport the newly arrived instruments to the village company.
Just as Teresa arrived on her motorcycle, Luo Cheng also arrived in his pickup truck.
Entering the villa's living room, Teresa's eyes immediately fell on the three instruments. She exclaimed in shock, "My God! These are the three instruments stored in the underground vault! Frilank really went all out, providing these priceless instruments!"
"Mr. Cheng, do you know that the cost of just these few instruments ran into hundreds of billions!"
Cheng Xiaofan laughed heartily, "Hearing you say that, I must have made a huge profit on my trip to that small island in Great Britain!"
Teresa smiled, "Of course you made a huge profit! I've seen photos of these three instruments. I can say that instruments like these are unique in the entire world!"
Hearing how precious these three instruments were, Luo Cheng was dumbfounded.
"Carry these three instruments onto the truck. Be careful!" he instructed the two workers who had accompanied him.
"We know!" the two workers replied immediately.
They lifted one instrument with their hands as if they were holding soft tofu, afraid that even a slight tremor would shatter it.
Both of them were extremely nervous.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled, "Don't be so nervous, you two. These instruments are fine even if they fall on the ground a few times!"
With his words, the two men's breathing became more even.
Before long, all three instruments were loaded onto the pickup truck, and Luo Cheng drove away.
"Mr. Cheng, I'll be going now too!" Teresa waved goodbye to Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "Don't rush. I'll get a few things from inside for you to take back!"
He went inside, retrieved two bottles of premium Happy Wine and some Immortality Fish, packed them in a large bag, walked out, and handed them to Teresa. "Teresa, take these back and let your mother try them!"
Teresa smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng!"
Cheng Xiaofan waved his hand, "We're family now. Don't be so polite anymore. You can go."
"Bye-bye!" Teresa got on her motorcycle and left immediately.
Ring ring!
As soon as Cheng Xiaofan returned indoors, his phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Lu Shengming from the Bureau of Jianghu Affairs calling.
"Old Lu, what do you need?" Cheng Xiaofan asked lazily and nonchalantly.
From the phone, Lu Shengming's solemn voice came through. "Xiaofan, if foreign cultivators dare to offend our Huaxia, how do you think they should be dealt with?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan frowned and said loudly, "Old Lu, are you a pig-brain? Are you even asking me this?"
"Any cultivator who dares to offend our Huaxia will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"