I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingping worked hard to distinguish the left and right.

"This is the left hand?"

"This is the right hand?"

He hesitated, his mind was confused and he had big questions.

For a while, he had huge doubts about which hand was the left hand and which hand was the right hand.

It seems ridiculous, but Ling Ping'an has long been used to it.

This may happen every time he goes to a new place.

Not only is the sense of direction confused, the brain also forgets the concept of left and right.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

Actually met an acquaintance.

"Lingsang!"

"Lingsang!"

At one end of the hall, a young Fuso girl wearing a plain white chef's uniform saw him and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Qianye sauce!" Lingping laughed and walked over.

He felt that he was finally liberated.

"Lingsang! You are in the Imperial Capital!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply.

"Just arrived today..." Lingping said. He looked at the chef's uniform on the Fusang girl and nodded: "Qianyejiang's current dress is the dress of a real chef!"

"Thanks to you..." Chiba Michiko bowed gratefully. She suddenly thought of something and asked: "Rei Sang, have you eaten it?"

"I'm looking for the kitchen..." He asked with the room card in his hand, "Qianye sauce, someone told me, can I take this to the kitchen and order food?"

Chiba Michiko took the room card.

The black background has a black edge, and the room card is carved with a thin dragon pattern.

"Sure enough, Lingsang is a hidden saint!" she thought.

This kind of room card, Chiba Michiko has seen it.

Two days ago, after the Prince Aiko of the Palace of the Palace went to visit the Royal Princess of the Federation Empire, he was given a similar room card.

It is said that this room card can only be issued by the royal family.

The number is extremely small, and many heads of state may not be able to get one.

"Lingsang, please come with me..." Chiba Michiko respectfully returned the room card.

………………………………

Jing Sheng looked at the turtle and walked towards the passage of the royal private kitchen.

He immediately followed.

The woman behind him also followed with a smile.

So they saw that the turtle walked up to a girl in a chef's uniform.

The girl was extremely respectful, almost like a disciple.

The two seemed to say something, and the girl respectfully led the way.

Jing Sheng frowned.

Because he saw the mark on the chef's uniform on the girl.

That is a dragon emblem.

The dragon emblem of the black guard!

And she is wearing a chef's uniform, so...

Is she a spiritual foodie?

Jing Sheng couldn't help but stop.

Jing Sheng understands the world of the extraordinary.

In addition to talent and hard work, the cultivation of transcendents requires various resources.

Spiritual objects, spiritual pills, spiritual tools, spiritual food, and elixir.

Among them, this spiritual food has the ability to turn decay into magic, and even reverse life and death and yin and yang.

Therefore, a good spiritual foodie has a status higher than its strength.

"What's the matter?" Jing Sheng thought, watching the two people walk into the range of the royal private kitchen.

He couldn't help but begged the woman behind him: "My sister, don't you have an extraordinary pass?"

"Shall we go in and see?"

Who knows, the woman actually refused: "Jing Sheng, entering the royal private kitchen, whether you order or not, it will cost you points!"

"My points are hard to come by!"

Heiyiwei's points are exchanged for various spiritual things and exercises.

Belongs to the real hard currency!

Now on the black market, the price of one point has long been fired to 50,000 yuan!

According to regulations, for members who are not black guards, one point will be deducted once the royal private kitchen enters.

For all kinds of meals, you need to take real money points to order.

The things in there are too expensive.

Any snack will cost a bit.

She can't afford it, let alone dared to consume it!

Need to know, she still has to accumulate points so that next year, she can buy the long-favored magic sword at the Heiyiwei headquarters.

For this reason, in the past two months, she invested all her funds into the black market and acquired points at a premium.

Unfortunately, very few people are willing to sell.

No money can buy it.

To her, every point is extremely precious now.

"Besides..." The woman laughed: "Jing Sheng, didn't Jing Qing give you a secondary card?"

"If you take Jingqing's secondary card, can't you just go in?"

"With a deduction, Jing Qing won't talk about you, right?!"

Jing Sheng's expression kept changing as he listened.

His elder brother Jing Qing is the deputy director of Xinfengyang City in the Beizhou District of Heiyiwei.

The monthly salary and allowances add up to only 10%.

He had to participate in all kinds of support education and training of Heiyiwei, and he could barely save 20 points a month.

And these points are of great use, random waste, if they are known...

but……

He looked at the turtle and the girl and walked into the royal private kitchen, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Helplessly, he gritted his teeth: "Fighting to be scolded by my brother, I also want to go in and take a look!"

He took out a small black card from his arms and walked forward resolutely.

If it's just one point, my brother shouldn't blame him.

The woman behind looked at and followed with a smile.

Why not enter the royal private kitchen for free?

…………………………

Ling An followed Chiba Michiko and walked to a restaurant with thick tempered glass doors.

Chiba Michiko took out his card and swiped it.

With a beep, the door opened automatically.

Ling Ping An followed in.

As soon as he entered the door, he realized that there was a cave in here.

This place is actually a restaurant.

But there are very few people here.

In the entire hall, there were only three or five tables with people dining.

When they saw someone coming in, they all looked back and found that it was Chiba Michiko, and they all smiled kindly.

"Rei Sang..." Chiba Michiko said to Rei Ping An, "You can find a place you like to sit down and order food..."

"I still have something to go to the kitchen..."

"Qianyejiang, go busy!" Lingping looked around the restaurant, holding his cat, and walking to the corner of the restaurant, a double table by the window.

"Hi!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply, watched Ling Pian walk over, sat at the dining table, and then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, the few chefs who were busy in the kitchen turned their heads.

"Miss Chiba, are you back?" Their attitude was very respectful.

Chiba Michiko nodded: "Yes, I'm back to work!"

"Then please..." The chef immediately gave up his position.

In the spiritual food world, the master is the teacher.

In the past two days of work, Chiba Michiko has used extremely precise psychic control and incredible spiritual food techniques to impress these people.

Even ordinary pork, this Fuso girl can cook treasures comparable to top spiritual food.

So, the chef has already reported to it.

After this sorority meeting, I requested that this Fusang girl stay in the imperial capital.

Conditions are easy to say.

As long as she can stay, she can study and observe up close.

Chiba Michiko nodded, and she happily took over the position of chef.

Then, she pointed to the corner of the restaurant and said to the chef: "Master Zhang, please tell the service counter..."

"If that guest orders, please let me know!"

"I want to cook for him myself!"

The chef glanced at a young man sitting at the window.

He immediately laughed: "Is that Miss Chiba's?"

Chiba Michiko said very solemnly: "Lingsang is my benefactor!"

"Benefactor?" The chefs raised their heads.

"Yeah!" An admiration appeared on Chiba Michiko's pretty face: "A humble, timid and useless little fox girl like me..."

"If it wasn't for Lingsang..."

"Where is today?!"

The chefs looked at each other thoughtfully.

………………………………

Jing Sheng took his brother's card and swiped it at the door of the private kitchen in pain.

With a beep, one point was deducted.

According to the black market price, it is fifty thousand!

According to the official price of the black clothing guard, it is almost 10,000 yuan (the black clothing guard’s internal benefits, members can use money to buy points, one point 10,000 yuan, but there are restrictions, each person can only buy the equivalent of the salary and Points twice the sum of allowances!).

Biting the bullet, he walked in.

The woman behind took the opportunity to follow in.

This can be considered a welfare.

After one person purchases the entry qualification, they can bring no more than three people into the private kitchen for free.

Of course, if you order a meal, the points will be calculated separately.

As soon as he entered the door, Jing Sheng immediately smelled a scent that was unique to the psychic energy that escaped after being cooked.

Just smelling the scent, his spirit is refreshed.

And in this restaurant, the psychic coercion quietly dissipating from those who are dining is also rushing toward their faces.

All were school officials!

Think about it and you can understand it.

Those who can come here to consume can only be the elites in black clothes, or the strong with a lot of points.

Jing Sheng saw it at a glance. The turtle sat in a place by the window, pretending to be holding the menu.

His face turned gloomy.

"Jing Sheng..." The woman behind her pulled his sleeves: "Forget it..."

"Those who can enter here are either strong or expensive..."

The Royal Private Kitchen is a private kitchen for the extraordinary.

It is said that all the food inside is priceless spiritual food.

Every dish is carefully cooked and prepared by spiritual foodies.

Since it is expensive!

Those who can afford it are not the top powerhouses, but the royal families who have been invited.

Either way, Jing Sheng can't afford to offend or offend.

But Jing Sheng's eyes were red, and he lowered his voice and replied, "Sister, what do you know?"

"I have offended him!"

Jing Sheng really regrets now.

Regret to talk too much.

He knows that if the "earth turtle" he thinks is actually a strong or noble person.

Then...

I'm afraid he will suffer.

The extraordinary world is extremely cruel.

Although the black guards suppressed and frightened them in every possible way, those who stood in the clouds still had countless ways to clean up others.

Take what happened today.

If he is really a strong/noble person, just take a word to his family.

In fear, his family will give each other an explanation without the need for outsiders to act.

Therefore, Jing Sheng understood that if he turned around, he would leave.

I am afraid that one's own destiny can no longer be free.

So he boldly stepped forward.

………………………………

Lingping took the menu and looked one by one.

The names of the dishes on this menu are strange.

What gossip soup, fairy dance, Jiuqu mushroom stew...

Never heard of it.

Fortunately, there are physical pictures on the menu.

The gossip soup should be meatball soup, the fairy jump is probably the Buddha jump over the wall, and the Jiuqu mushroom stew is like scrambled eggs with mushrooms.

Lingping shook his head, thinking: "It should be the cook here, with his own personal skills, right?"

He remembered one of the four masterpieces, the various delicacies recorded in A Dream of Red Mansions.

Each one is extremely cumbersome and complicated.

"Then I have a taste?" With this thought, Lingping started to order.

He picked up the pen and drew on the menu.

First, I drew a √ on the fairy jump, and then I drew a √ on a dish called Sancairou.

After thinking about it, Lingping looked at his cat.

"Little boy, eat fish!"

Meow!

The little guy is very good.

Ling Ping'an then smiled and drew a √ on the Yunmengyu.

Then, he rang the bell for the meal.

After a while, a waiter came to him.

"Sir..." the waiter asked: "Do you want to order?"

Lingping nodded and handed him the menu.

After the other party took it, he immediately smiled and asked: "Sir, please confirm with you..."

"You ordered Fairy Jump, Sancai Meat, Yunmengyu..."

"Yeah!" Lingping nodded.

The waiter smiled: "Thank you, there are three hundred points in total..."

"Please show your card..."

The diners in the entire restaurant were all startled and looked back.

Eat three percent of a meal?

Equivalent to most people's points for one year!

Everyone is surprised.

"Who is he?" People will inevitably be puzzled.

"Points?" Lingping was puzzled and didn't understand, but he still took out his room card.

At the moment his room card appeared.

The waiter smiled immediately: "So you are the invitee!"

"Free for invitees!"

He returned the room card.

Guests personally invited by the royal family can naturally order meals at will.

…………………………

Jing Sheng quietly walked to the side window, watching from a distance.

"Thank you, a total of three hundred points..." The waiter's voice was heard.

Jing Sheng bit his lips tightly and prayed in his heart: "No, no...Don't!"

A person who can consume 300 points with one meal...

If it's true...

Jing Sheng knew that his legs would definitely be discounted by his family and his mouth would be swollen.

Then, he would be personally escorted by his elder brother, stripped of his clothes, with poisonous thorns on his back, crawling over to beg for mercy.

This is the extraordinary world~www.ltnovel.com~ The strong should not be insulted lightly!

Unfortunately, his prayers failed.

The man took out a room card from his arms.

The black background has a black edge with a dragon pattern on it.

This is only for the guests!

A guest personally invited by the royal family!

The waiter quickly confirmed this fact.

"So you are the invitee!"

"Free for invitees!"

Jing Sheng turned around, and the Wang sister behind him had already left him.

"Jing Sheng, don't blame me..."

"I don't want to be beaten by my house..."