The low voice was filled with some expectation. At the moment, the chef who was holding the spoon actually trembled and the spoon in his hand fell into the pot.

When Lu Yu saw this, his eyes widened, and his mood was tense and bitter. Is it really her?

In Lu Yu's expectant eyes, the chef turned around.

It was a slightly fat middle-aged woman. The years left a lot of wrinkles on her face, and she looked average and very mediocre.

The middle-aged woman looked at Lu Yu, and her eyes were originally excited, but she was quickly replaced by loss.

"I'm sorry, we no longer sell the Qinghe Blood Spirit Milk here."

Lu Yu looked at her and felt a little excited. She was really alive after years of life.

"Why not sell it?"

The middle-aged woman avoided Lu Yu's gaze, and a hint of nostalgia appeared on her round face.

"Because floor milk is hard to find..."

Lu Yu said: "I happened to have it."

Lu Yu took out a jade bowl, which was a high-end artifact, which contained half a bowl of milky white earth spirit stone milk.

The middle-aged woman hesitated and said, "We have been there for many years..."

Lu Yu interrupted her and said, "I once heard an old friend say that the Qinghe Blood Spirit Breasts in Wu'an City are the best in the world, and only Su Rong from Yingfeng Restaurant can do it. My old friend once had an old friend with you in the past, and it is said that you came out of the same village."

The middle-aged woman Su Rong trembled when she heard this, and her eyes showed disbelief.

"You...you..."

Lu Yu left the jade bowl and turned around and said, "I'm at the No. 8 table on the first floor. I'll welcome you to have a drink later. I'll bring you the Qinghe Shangquan wine."

A glimmer of light flashed, and Lu Yu disappeared, but Su Rong was stunned.

The spring wine on the Qinghe River, no, no!

Looking at the jade bowl in her hand, tears flashed in Su Rong's eyes, it was really the earth spirit stone milk.

Turning around, Su Rong's whole body was free of wind, and she was very excited. She temporarily put down her work, and she was extremely focused and began to cook Qinghe Blood Spirit Breast.

Ning Tian returned to the girls, Ming Xin sat next to him, Bai Yu, Qiao Yun on the left, Zhang Ruoyao and Du Xuelian on the right, and Wei Hong sat alone opposite Lu Yu.

"Set up more dishes."

Everyone was stunned. Is there anyone else?

Lu Yu didn't say much, and from time to time he looked at the prosperous business on the first floor, his eyes full of nostalgia.

After a moment, a fragrance attracted diners on the first floor, and many people were exclaiming.

"It smells so good, what kind of dish is this?"

Ming Xin, Qiao Yun and others were also attracted. They all smelled the fragrance and saw a middle-aged woman holding a porcelain basin in both hands, which was steaming hot inside and the fragrance was charming.

"It smells so good, I feel like I'm almost flying to the fairy."

Bai Yu was amazed, Zhang Ruoyao and Du Xuelian both stood up and looked at the large pot of delicacies curiously. The blood spirit light was floating inside, with spiritual patterns swinging.

"What a strange dish, I've never seen it."

Lu Yu looked at Su Rong, pointed to the empty seat next to Wei Hong and said, "Sit down."

Su Rong hesitated for a moment, sat next to Wei Hong, looked at the girls, and finally moved her eyes to Lu Yu.

"Where is the spring wine on Qinghe?"

Lu Yu glanced at Bai Yu, and Bai Yu immediately took out a pot of wine and handed it to Lu Yu.

Is this Qinghe Shangquan wine?

No! Lu Yu asked for a big shot, poured the wine into it, then took out seven spiritual herbs, thirteen spiritual herbs, and quickly formed seals in front of everyone, with the spiritual patterns in his palm blooming, and flames flew into the wine bowl, simmered with divine fire, melting the fragrance of spiritual herbs into the wine, and then instantly frozen,

Using special means, everyone was stunned.

Su Rong's eyes widened, and she stood up excitedly, with tears flashing in her eyes, which made Ming Xin, Qiao Yun and others confused.

After a moment, the wine was finished, and a green stream appeared on the surface of the wine in the bowl. There were also springs in the stream, which looked like a painting, very vivid.

"Who are you...you...the hell?"

Su Rong's voice was trembling. She must have never seen anyone in front of her, but why did he know that Qinghe Blood Spirit Milk can also refine Qinghe Shangquan wine? This is absolutely impossible.

Lu Yu looked at her, with a bit of guilt in his complex eyes, and got up and poured a bowl of wine for her.

“How about it taste?”

Su Rong looked at the wine in the bowl with a weird expression, as if she was reluctant to leave and eager, she even dries it in one mouthful.

Afterwards, Su Rong closed her eyes and savored them carefully, tears fell from her eyes.

"After so many years, I finally tasted this taste again."

Lu Yu felt a little confused and poured a bowl of wine for Ming Xin and others to taste it.

Wei Hong was the most anxious and drank it all in one sip.

“It’s so delicious.”

His eyes glowed, Wei Hong looked at the remaining fine wine in Lu Yu's big name, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.

Lu Yu took it personally and first served a bowl of Qinghe Blood Spirit Milk for Mingxin, followed by Zhang Ruoyao, Du Xuelian, Qiaoyun, Baiyu, and Wei Hong.

“Try it all.”

Lu Yu divided half of the last Qinghe Blood Spirit Milk to Su Rong. Everyone else ate it with relish and praised it. Only Lu Yu and Su Rong were eating and crying.

Su Rong was crying openly, Lu Yu was crying secretly, and he was holding it down.

For him, this was not only delicious, but more of a precious memory, and the feeling of the past.

“It’s so delicious, but it’s too little.”

Du Xuelian exclaimed, she was completely unsatisfied.

Lu Yu gave the remaining fine wine to everyone, and the most was given to Su Rong.

"This is the winemaking technique that an old friend invented in the past."

Su Rong looked at Lu Yu and couldn't bear the excitement in her heart.

Ming Xin, Du Xuelian and others were stunned and looked at Lu Yu with some insight. Could it be that he and Su Rong were old friends?

Bai Yu also saw a little of his eyebrows and the young master's expression was very excited. It was obvious that there was an unknown past between him and Su Rong.

"I know."

Lu Yuyou replied, not knowing what to say.

At this time, a middle-aged man hurried to Su Rong and whispered in her ear.

Su Rong's face suddenly changed, and her eyes showed worries and fear.

"I have a step ahead."

Su Rong almost rushed out of the restaurant, and she could see that she was very impatient and her face was full of worry.

Lu Yu stood up and said to the girls: "You are waiting for me here."

Ming Xin nodded and said, "Go, that's the pain in your heart."

Lu Yu left, quickly caught up with Su Rong, and followed her quietly.

Xu'an Mansion, one of the three most famous palaces in Wu'an City, is the second largest giant in Wu'an City.

Outside Xu An's mansion, a cold middle-aged strong man was holding a long whip in his hand, whipping a honest fat young man.

"I dare to steal the young master's treasure, I won't beat you to death."

"I didn't, I was wronged."

The fat young man looked in his thirties, holding his head in his hands and shouting for injustice, and his skin was splashed all over his body.

"The facts are there, and you dare to deny it, die."

The light gathered above the long whip, filled with terrifying divine power, slashing towards the fat young man in front of him.

"No!" Su Rong rushed over, knelt in front of the middle-aged strong man, hugged his legs and pleaded: "Mr. Wang, please spare me. He is stupid, but he is not bad-minded and will never dare to steal things."
Chapter completed!