Ling Ping'an tried his best to distinguish left from right.

"Left hand?"

"Right hand?"

He hesitated. His mind was in a mess, and he had a lot of questions.

For a time, he had a lot of questions about which hand was left and which hand was right.

It looked ridiculous, but Ling Ping'an was already used to it.

Every time he went to a new place, this kind of situation would happen.

Not only was his sense of direction confused, his brain would also forget the concept of left and right.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

He actually met an acquaintance.

"Lingsang!"

"Lingsang!"

At the end of the hall, Fu Sang, who was wearing a plain white chef's uniform, saw him and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Thousand-night sauce!" Ling Ping'an smiled and walked over.

He felt that he was finally free.

"Lingsang! You're here in the capital!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply.

"I just arrived today..." replied Ling Ping'an. He looked at the chef's uniform on Fu sang and nodded. "The sauce tastes great!"

"Thanks to you..." Chiba Michiko bowed gratefully. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Ling-san, have you eaten?"

"I'm looking for the kitchen..." He held the room card in his hand and asked, "Chiba Michiko, someone told me that I can use this to order from the kitchen?"

Chiba Michiko took the room card.

The room card had a black background with fine dragon patterns engraved on it.

"As expected, Lingsan is a reclusive sage!" she thought.

Chiba Michiko had seen this type of room card before.

Two days ago, Prince Aiko of the palace of Rites visited the eldest princess of the Federal Empire and received a similar room card.

It was said that this type of room card could only be issued by the royal family.

It was extremely rare, and many people might not even get one.

"Lingsang, please follow me... "Chiba Michiko gently returned the room card.

...

Jing Sheng watched the country bumpkin walk towards the passageway of the royal private kitchen.

He immediately followed.

The woman behind him also followed with a smile.

Then, they saw that country bumpkin walking up to a young girl wearing a chef's uniform.

That young girl was extremely respectful, almost as if she was holding a disciple's salute.

The two seemed to have said something, and the young girl respectfully led the way.

Just then, Jing Sheng frowned.

Because he saw the symbol on the young girl's Chef's uniform.

It was a dragon emblem.

The dragon emblem of the Blackguard!

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

She was a spirit eater?

Jing Sheng couldn't help but stop.

Jing Sheng had some understanding of the world of the transcendent being.

The cultivation of the transcendent being required not only talent and hard work, but also all kinds of resources: Spirit items, spirit pills, spirit tools, spirit food, spirit herbs.

Among them, the Dao of spirit food had the ability to turn the rotten into the miraculous, and even reverse life and death and yin and yang.

Therefore, a good spirit eater's status was higher than their strength.

"What's going on?" Jing Sheng thought as he watched the two enter the range of the royal private kitchen.

He couldn't help but ask the woman behind him, "Um... Don't you have a transcendent being pass?"

"Let's go in and take a look?"

Unexpectedly, the woman refused. "Jing Sheng, entering the royal private kitchen, whether you order or not, will consume points!"

"My points are hard to come by!"

The points of the Blackguard were used to exchange for all kinds of spiritual items and cultivation techniques.

They were truly hard currency!

Right now, on the black market, the price of one point had already been hyped up to 50,000 yuan!

According to the rules, for non-blackguard members, every time the royal private kitchen entered, one point would be deducted.

For all kinds of dishes, they had to take out real gold and silver points to order.

The things inside were extremely expensive.

A simple snack cost several points.

She couldn't afford it, and she didn't dare to spend it!

She needed to accumulate points so that she could buy the magic sword she had been longing for in the headquarters of the Blackguard next year.

For this reason, she spent all her money on the black market in the past two months to buy points at a premium.

Unfortunately, there were very few people who were willing to sell.

Even if she had money, she couldn't buy it.

To her, every single point was extremely precious right now.

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

"If you take Jing Qing's card, won't you be able to enter as well?"

"Even if I deduct one point, Jing Qing won't criticize you, right? !"

Jing Sheng's expression kept changing as he listened.

His elder brother Jing Qing was the Vice Chief of the new Phoenix City in the Northern Zhou region of the Blackguard.

His monthly salary and allowance added up only amounted to ten points.

Left with no choice, he had to participate in the various training and teachings of the Blackguard. He could barely save twenty points in a month.

And these points were all very useful. If they were to be casually wasted, if they were to be found out..

But...

He looked at the country bumpkin and the young girl walking into the royal private kitchen and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Helpless, he gritted his teeth. "Even if I have to be scolded by my elder brother, I still want to go in and take a look!"

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

If it was just one point, his elder brother probably wouldn't blame him.

The woman behind him noticed this and followed him with a smile.

If he could enter the royal private kitchen for free, why not?

...

Ling Ping'an followed Chiba Michiko and walked to a restaurant with a thick tempered glass door.

Chiba Michiko took out her card and swiped it.

With a beep, the door opened automatically, and Ling Ping'

an followed her in.

As soon as he entered, he realized that this place was different.

This place was also a restaurant.

However, there were very few people here.

In the entire hall, there were only three to five tables with people eating.

When they saw someone enter, they all turned around to take a look. When they saw that it was Chiba Michiko, they all smiled kindly.

"Ling-san..." Chiba Michiko said to Ling Ping'an, "You can find a place that you like to sit down and order..."

"I still have some things to do. I need to go to the kitchen..."

"Go and do your work!" Ling Ping'an looked around the restaurant, then carried his cat and walked to a corner of the restaurant. There was a table for two by the window.

"Hi!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply as she watched Ling Ping'an walked closer and sat at the dining table. Only then did she turn around and walk towards the kitchen.

The moment she entered the kitchen, the few chefs who were busy in the kitchen all turned around.

"Miss Chiba, you're back?"

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

"Then please..." The head chef immediately gave up his seat.

In the Spirit Food World, the best master was the teacher.

And in the past two days of work, Chiba Michiko had already used extremely precise psionic power control and unimaginable spirit food techniques to make these people submit.

Undeniably, this Fu sang girl could cook a treasure that was comparable to top-grade spirit food.

Therefore, the head chef had already reported it to the higher-ups.

He requested that after this fellowship party, he would try to get this young lady from Fu sang to stay in the capital.

The conditions were easy to negotiate.

As long as she could stay, she could study and observe at close range.

Nodding her head, Chiba Michiko happily took over the head chef's seat.

Then, she pointed to a corner of the restaurant and said to the head chef, "Master Zhang, please inform the service counter..."

"Please inform me if that customer orders!"

"I want to cook for him personally!"

The head chef glanced at a young man sitting by the window and replied with a smile. "Is that Miss Chiba's?"

"Ling San is my benefactor!" Chiba Michiko said in an extremely serious tone

"Benefactor?" The chefs all raised their heads.

"Yes!" A look of admiration appeared on Chiba Michiko's pretty face. "A lowly, timid, and useless little fox girl like me..."

"If it weren't for Lingsan..."

"How would we have gotten to where we are today?!"

The chefs looked at each other thoughtfully.

...

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

With a beep, one point was deducted.

According to the black market price, it was 50,000 yuan!

According to the official price of the Blackguard, it was about 10,000 yuan (the members can use money to buy points, 10,000 yuan per cent, but there is a limit, each person can only buy points equivalent to twice the sum of the annual salary and allowances!).

As he braced himself and walked in, the woman behind him took the opportunity to follow him in.

After a person bought the entry qualifications, they could bring no more than three people into the private kitchen for free.

Of course, if they ordered food, the points would be counted separately.

As soon as he entered, Jing Sheng immediately smelled a fragrance that was unique to psionic power after it was cooked.

Just the smell of the fragrance gave him a burst of vigor.

Meanwhile, in this restaurant, the psionic power of the people who were eating quietly came rushing at him.

They were all officers, which was understandable.

Only elites of the blackguard or powerhouses with a large number of points could come here to spend money.

Jing Sheng noticed that country bumpkin sitting by the window, pretending to hold the menu.

His face turned gloomy.

"Jing Sheng..."the woman behind her tugged at his sleeve. "Forget it..."

"Those who can enter this place are either strong or classy..."

The royal private kitchen was a private kitchen for transcendent being.

It was claimed that all the food here was priceless spirit food.

Every dish was meticulously cooked and prepared by the spirit eaters.

That was why it was expensive!

Those who could afford it were either top-tier powerhouses or the direct descendants of the royal families of various countries who were invited.

No matter which one it was, it was something Jing Sheng couldn't afford to offend or offend.

However, Jing Sheng's eyes were red at the moment. He lowered his voice and replied, "Little sister, what do you know?"

"I've already offended him!"

Jing Sheng really regretted it now.

He regretted that he had said too much.

He knew that if the 'Country Bumpkin' he thought of was actually a powerhouse or a noble.

Then...

He was probably going to suffer.

The transcendent being world was incomparably cruel.

The blackguard suppressed and intimidated him in every way possible.

Take today's matter for example.

If he really was a powerful person, he only needed to send a message to his family.

He didn't need an outsider to do anything, and his family would give him any assistance needed.

Therefore, Jing Sheng understood that if he turned around and left,.

He would probably lose his freedom.

Thus, he mustered his courage and stepped forward.

...

Ling Ping'an held the menu and looked at it one by one.

The names of the dishes on the menu were strange and strange.

What eight trigrams soup, immortal dance, nine twist mushroom stew..

He had never heard of it.

Fortunately, there was an actual picture on the menu.

Eight trigrams soup should be meatball soup, immortal dance should be Buddha jumps over the wall, and nine twist mushroom stew should be mushroom scrambled eggs.

Ling Ping'an shook his head and thought, "The chefs here should have their own private tricks, right?"

He thought of one of the four great classics, the various delicacies recorded in dream of the Red Chamber.

Each dish was extremely complicated and complicated.

"Then should I try it?" With this thought in mind, Ling Ping'an began to order.

He picked up a pen and started to draw on the menu.

First, he drew a tick on the immortal's jump, and then he drew a tick on a dish called San Cai meat.

After thinking for a while, Ling Ping'an looked at his cat.

"Come and eat the fish!"

"Meow!"

The little pet was very obedient.

Ling Ping'an grinned and drew a tick on the dreamy cloud fish.

Then, he pressed the call Bell.

After a while, a waiter came in front of him.

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

Ling Ping'an nodded and handed the menu to him.

After the waiter took it, he immediately asked smilingly, "Sir, to confirm with you..."

"You ordered three dishes..."

"Yes!" Ling Ping'an nodded.

The waiter smiled, "Thank you, a total of 300 points..."

"Please Show Your Card..."

All the diners in the restaurant were startled and looked back.

300 points for a meal?

It was equivalent to a year's worth of points for most people!

Naturally, everyone was shocked.

"Who is he?" The people couldn't help but be puzzled.

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

The moment his room card appeared.

The waiter immediately smiled. "So you are the invited person!"

"The invited guest is free!"

He returned the room card.

The guests were personally invited by the royal family. Naturally, they could order whatever they wanted.

...

Jing Sheng quietly walked to the window by the side and watched from afar.

"Thank you, a total of 300 points..."the waiter's voice entered his ears.

Jing Sheng bit his lips and prayed in his heart. "No, no... Please don't!"

A person who could spend 300 points on a single meal...

If that was true...

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

Then, he would be personally escorted by his brother. Instead, he would crawl over and beg for forgiveness.

This was the world of transcendent being.

The strong should not be taken lightly!

Unfortunately, his prayers had failed.

That person took out a room card from his pocket.

It was black with a black border and had a dragon tattoo on it.

This was something that only distinguished guests could possess!

This proved that the guest was personally invited by the Royal Family!

And the waiter quickly confirmed this fact.

"So you're the invited guest!"

"The invited guest is here!"

Jing Sheng turned around. The Wang Family younger sister behind him had already left him.

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

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