Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 487 When We Met Again

Fatty Li stood there, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly, but couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Anran spoke casually, as if he were merely instructing him to add a pair of chopsticks. But when Li Pangzi looked at Xiao Lu, then at Wei Yiran, and then at Chen Anran's calm face, his mind felt like seven or eight bells were ringing simultaneously, buzzing incessantly.

"Master..." He swallowed hard. "These...who are these two...?"

"Wei Yiran, granddaughter of Commander Wei of the Western Army of the Great Qian Dynasty." Chen Anran pointed to Wei Yiran, then to the deer, "The deer is a wild little monster."

The words "wild little monster" reached the deer's ears, but instead of being annoyed, she grinned, revealing her two distinctive little tiger teeth: "Yes, yes, I'm a little monster from the mountains! Hello, Fat Taoist Priest!"

That smile, that tone of voice...

Li Pangzi's eyes suddenly reddened.

He hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to pick up the spatula that had fallen to the ground. He picked it up but almost dropped it again, his hands shaking violently.

"Okay...okay..." he said in a muffled voice, not daring to lift his head, "I...I'll go arrange it right away..."

After saying that, he gripped the spatula, turned around, and walked towards the stove. After taking two steps, he stopped, turned his back to everyone, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

The little deer tilted its head, its ears perked up, and whispered to Qi Lan beside it, "Sister Qi, what's wrong with that fat Taoist priest? Did I say something wrong?"

Qi Lan glanced at Fatty Li's retreating figure and sighed softly, "It's none of your business. He just... remembered some old friends."

"An old friend?" Little Deer blinked. "What old friend?"

Qi Lan didn't answer, but simply reached out and ruffled her hair.

Xiao Lu is easy to fool, but Wei Yiran is not.

When she heard the words "Second Senior Sister" from Fatty Li, she instantly understood. It turned out that she looked like Chen Anran, the Second Senior Sister of Master Chen.

Wei Yiran lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

………………

Fatty Li gripped the spatula and returned to the stove, standing there for a long while without moving.

The oil in the pot was already smoking, and a villager helping in the kitchen cautiously reminded him, "Master Li, the oil... the oil is hot."

Fatty Li finally snapped out of his daze, said "Oh," and poured the chopped shiitake mushrooms into the pot. With a sizzle, oil smoke rose, and that familiar aroma filled the air.

But the spatula in his hand moved mechanically, his eyes fixed on the pot, his gaze wandering off somewhere else.

Third Uncle Master.

Second Uncle Master.

Fatty Li wasn't stupid; he quickly realized that this was reincarnation from a previous life.

Three thousand years ago, my second senior uncle was the granddaughter of General Wei, and three thousand years ago, my third senior uncle turned into a little monster...

"Master Li!" a villager helping in the kitchen shouted again, "It's burnt, it's burnt!"

Fatty Li looked down and saw that half of the shiitake mushrooms in the pot had already burned. He quickly poured a spoonful of water into the pot, turned up the heat, and picked out the burnt ones and threw them aside.

"Master Li, you seem distracted today," the villager whispered.

Fatty Li remained silent.

Just then, the back door creaked open.

Dressed in modern clothes, it's Sun Wei.

"Senior Brother Li!" she called out, placing the bamboo basket beside the chopping board and wiping the sweat from her brow. "I've brought you the spirit rice, spirit vegetables, and spirit fruits!"

When Chen Anran took Wang Rui, Sun Wei, and Zhang Hao into the Yunyin Sect as outer disciples, it was said that their cultivation would be overseen by Fatty Li. So after Fatty Li emerged from seclusion and taught them the basic techniques, he created a "training schedule" for the three of them.

Each person will be in seclusion for one month, responsible for mundane affairs both on and off the mountain for one month, and then rest for ten days.

Fatty Li turned his head, glanced at her, and then said in a low voice, "Junior Sister Sun, none of you three are very decent."

Sun Wei looked bewildered. "What do you mean by that, Senior Brother?"

"You three must have all met Wei Yiran, right?"

Sun Wei was taken aback at first, then happily exclaimed, "Master and the others are back?"

"Answer my question first."

Sun Wei chuckled, "I just wanted to give you a surprise, senior brother."

The moment Sun Wei uttered her "surprise," Fatty Li's face darkened.

"A surprise?" He gritted his teeth, slamming the spatula on the cutting board. "You three kept this from me for six months, and you call this a surprise?"

Sun Wei chuckled, took two steps back, and waved her hand, saying, "Senior brother, don't be angry. I was just worried you'd be distracted while you were in seclusion. That kid Wang Rui even said that when you come out of seclusion and see it for yourself, that will be a real surprise."

"Then I should thank you all."

Fatty Li was so annoyed by Sun Wei's "I'm doing this for your own good" expression that he glared at her, but after a couple of glares, he deflated. He sighed and waved the spatula: "Alright, alright, stop arguing and come help."

Sun Wei deftly rolled up her sleeves and went to the stove: "Senior brother, should we wash and chop the vegetables or start the fire?"

"Start the fire." Fatty Li said without looking up. "Keep the fire steady. There are a lot of people today, so the pots can't stop boiling."

"Alright!" Sun Wei added some firewood to the stove, and the flames shot up, making her cheeks glow red.

Fatty Li's spatula flew as he stir-fried the vegetables, shouting outside, "Hey you guys at the door, don't just stand there watching! Set up all the tables outside, as many as you can! There are a lot of people coming today, so get everything organized!"

The villagers who were craning their necks to look inside at the door were stunned for a moment, then responded and moved.

"Quick, quick, move the table!"

"We don't have enough chairs, let's borrow some from next door!"

"Where are the bowls and chopsticks? Are there enough?"

The entrance to the Immortal Cuisine Restaurant suddenly became lively. People hurriedly moved tables and chairs, and the sounds of ping-pong balls filled the air. Those diners who were originally sitting in the hall also quickened their pace of eating when they saw that a group of immortals from Cloud Hidden Mountain were going to have a meal and gathering.

This banquet is destined to be a continuous stream of guests.

From the inner hall to the street outside, long tables were lined up one after another, forming a long line.

The table was piled high with bowls and plates, steaming hot and fragrant, the aroma wafting for miles. The little monsters, who usually foraged for food in the mountains and fields, had never seen anything like this before. Their eyes widened, their noses twitched, and their mouths watered more than a mountain spring.

"Sit down, everyone, don't stand!" Little Ling'er acted like a little mistress, pulling Little Deer's hand and pressing her towards the front table. "Little Deer Sister, sit here! It's close to the kitchen, so the food will be served the fastest!"

The little deer was pressed down on the bench, her bottom barely touching the surface before she bounced up again. She turned back and waved to her friends who were still huddled at the street corner, too afraid to move: "Come on, come on! There's food! Really, there's good food!"

The group of little monsters then cautiously moved forward.

Although a human cultivator from Jiangyan had been in charge of their meals along the way, eating in the open and sleeping in the wind could never compare to sitting down and having a proper meal.