Liver Progress From the Beginning

Chapter 80 – Xue Jingjing: It’S Over, Xiaoya, The Fake Show Must Be Real!

Chapter 80 Xue Jingjing: It’s over, Xiaoya, the fake show must be real!

“Fifth Bowl!”

“The sixth bowl!”

“Seventh… hiccup!”

The energy in Qiyang Guiyuan Soup is too rich, even if Zhong Chao turns on the burning state, he cannot consume all the energy.

“The benefits are right in front of me, but I can’t even take them. I’m too weak.”

At this moment, Zhong Chao felt his own insignificance, and was depressed because he could not continue to drink Qiyang Guiyuan Decoction.

Logically speaking, he was unhappy, but Xue Jingjing, the instigator of all this, should be smiling.

The fact is not the case. Watching Zhong Chao drink seven small bowls in a row, her pretty face is full of astonishment.

“How is it possible, this is Qiyang Guiyuan Decoction, a medicinal diet with more than four blood changes, he is a martial artist, He Dehe can drink seven bowls!”

Surprised, unbelievable, these are Xue Jingjing’s emotions at the moment.

What made her even more numb was that when she was shocked, a middle-aged white and fat man with a slightly rich appearance opened the door and walked into the room.

Seeing her, Xue Jingjing thought of something, and her body trembled immediately.

This is her husband Xi Xun.

She was not trembling because of fear, Xi Xun has a gentle temperament, and she would not beat a woman. What she was afraid of was that her husband saw the scene in the mirror and realized that Zhong Chao could drink seven bowls of soup.

It’s just that no matter what she thinks in her heart, when her husband comes, she can only go up to greet him.

“Master, why are you here?”

“Of course to see this young man who may become my son-in-law.”

“I won’t marry this mud leg, never, he’s rude, disrespectful, and even said that if I marry, he will whip me!”

Xi Xun was indifferent to Xi Ya’s crying.

“Hmph, you can’t control who you marry according to the orders of your parents or the words of your matchmaker. Moreover, this young man is strong, and he is the perfect candidate for a good son-in-law.”

“I’ll beat him!”

With a roar, Xi Ya ran out crying.

After confirming that she was walking away, Xi Xun’s anger disappeared, and he looked at Xue Jingjing and said with a smile: “My white face is not bad, right? You go to coax Xiaoya later, don’t let her go to extremes.”

“Um.”

If it was before, Xue Jingjing would nod and do it immediately, but at this moment, she is a little absent-minded.

Didn’t notice Xue Jingjing’s strangeness, Xi Xun looked at the mirror in the room and Zhong Chao in the mirror.

“Tangled, distressed, this expression is really exasperating…Quiet, you still have a way. I just think it’s a pity that a pot of good soup was wasted by this muddy leg.”

“Chang Wei, please share this pot of soup later.”

“Thank you, Master.”

The soup that Zhong Chao drank was all taken out of the big jar by Fu Bo with a spoon. Logically speaking, this kind of soup is clean.

Even so, Xi Xun still felt that the pot of soup was wasted and distributed it to the attendants.

From this move, it can be seen that he respects customers. Here, there is no need to worry about dirty food.

At the same time, it can be seen that…he looks down on Zhong Chao, and feels that eating the same pot of soup with him is an insult.

Xue Jingjing thought so too, but at this moment, she only wanted her husband to leave as soon as possible.

To her disappointment, Xi Xun didn’t leave, but instead gave orders to Chang Wei.

“When this person leaves, go down and warn him, tell him to keep his mouth shut and stop talking nonsense… Xiaoya’s reputation cannot be tarnished.”

“Yes, sir.”

After finishing speaking, the guard left, and Xi Xun approached Xue Jingjing with a smile.

Just when he wanted to get close to his third wife, Zhong Chao’s voice came from the mirror.

“Again, hiccup, another bowl!”

This remark disappointed Xi Xun and made Xue Jingjing even more nervous.

The next moment, something that made her eyes dizzy even more happened.

Fuber: “This is the eighth bowl, are you sure you want to drink it? Are you really afraid of being overwhelmed?”

“No, it’s okay, I… hiccup… I can drink!”

The conversation in the mirror was normal, but Fu Bo was surprised and kind, and persuaded Zhong Chao, but failed.

It’s just that these words wiped out Xue Jingjing.

“It’s over!”

What made her think so was not how precious the soup Zhong Chao drank was, but:

“Eight bowls! He can drink eight bowls of Qiyang Guiyuan soup!”

It was Xi Xun who exclaimed.

As the owner of the restaurant and even a top chef, he understands the energy in Qiyang Guiyuan soup very well.

Third-grade rice field eel, century-old ginseng, and many yang-attributed ingredients are gathered together, and blended in a special way, so that the energy of a jar of Qiyang Guiyuan soup is comparable to all the qi and blood of a warrior who has changed blood three times.

Such abundant energy is worthy of those strong people spending a lot of money to buy.

At the same time, only they can fully absorb the nutrition inside.

And now, he heard something, a martial artist who hadn’t changed his blood, actually drank eight bowls.

“This is real?”

Facing her husband’s inquiry, Xue Jingjing said dryly: “He may not be able to consume it, and he may just drink it forcibly. Most of this nutrition should be wasted.”

She was talking about Zhong Chao, but Xi Xun just asked again: “He really drank eight small bowls.”

Seeing her husband’s increasingly cautious expression, Xue Jingjing sighed, knowing that she couldn’t hide it anymore: “Yes.”

Having received a definite answer, Xi Xun no longer looked at his third wife, his eyes were all attracted by Zhong Chao.

“Martial disciples, eight bowls, this is definitely not something that can be achieved by martial arts. Talent, only the awakened blood talent can achieve this level.”

Thinking of this, Xi Xun looked at Zhong Chao with more fiery eyes.

This scene made Xue Jingjing almost cry.

“It’s over, Xiaoya, you really want to marry this mud-legged brat!”

In a world where one can practice, being able to eat is not a bad thing.

Refining Qi to transform Qi, practicing Qi to transform spirit, practicing spirit to restore emptiness, and practicing emptiness to combine Taoism.

This method of cultivation is not universal, but as the foundation of refining and transforming qi, its applicability is very high.

After all, energy is conserved and will not appear for no reason, and the most important way for ordinary human beings to absorb energy is to eat. Being able to eat means that they can get more energy, do better exercises, and get more energy. Much improvement.

At the same time, being able to eat is very important and special to the Xi family.

Mastering countless medicinal and dietary prescriptions, and opening such a large restaurant in Jujiang City, it is naturally impossible for the Xi family to be a simple cook. Their martial arts are also very good, and they inherit a kind of awakened blood—Dangkang.

In Qinshan Mountain, there are beasts. Its shape is like a dolphin with teeth, its name is Dangkang, its song is self-sounding, and seeing it will make the world laugh!

As a special auspicious animal, Dangkang can sing in this world to stimulate crops and animals to grow rapidly.

In addition to Fengshou Mingrui, the Xi family who has Dangkang’s blood can also quickly improve their strength through eating, and accumulate a special kind of fat. This fat can usually resist most attacks like armor. In critical moments, it can also burn fat, allowing The strength has skyrocketed, the highest, and even able to fight across the ranks.

Therefore, in Xi’s family, you can eat, and the more you eat, the stronger your strength will be.

Zhong Chao is so edible that it is enough to win the eyes of the Xi family.

What made Xue Jingjing even more ashes was the blood.

(end of this chapter)