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Chapter 39 The Black Impermanence Making Cookies Late at Night
After arranging for Chai Jianguo to deliver takeout, Xu Qingling continued to review the other ghosts who had requested leave.

In the evening, I heard a clanging sound coming from next door.

Xu Qingling was taken aback for a moment, then thought that the tenants next door must have moved in.

She didn't pay much attention to it or look at it, and just kept working until evening before turning off her computer.

Sasha has returned to the underworld. Xu Qingling opened her phone's WeChat and ordered a bowl of soup noodles from Old Li's Old Brand Noodles, whom she had added on WeChat during the ghost market. This was the first time she had ordered soup noodles since adding Old Li on WeChat.

I sent it, and received a reply from them shortly after.

【Yes, Director, it will be delivered in 10 minutes!】

Meanwhile, Old Li, who had been waiting for Xu Qingling to place an order ever since the last ghost market, finally got his turn when Xu Qingling came to order soup noodles.

Old Li was so excited that he quickly made a bowl of noodle soup. His hands didn't tremble, and he added plenty of vegetables and meat.

Only when I was completely satisfied did I carefully pack it up and personally deliver it.

So when the ghosts who wanted to eat noodle soup arrived, they found that Old Li was not there. No ghosts were making noodle soup. They asked around and found out that someone had ordered takeout and Old Li had personally delivered it.

"They actually managed to get Old Li to personally deliver it? He must be a very high-ranking official," Yougui remarked.

Old Li's noodle soup is indeed delicious. Not only ghosts, but even the underworld officials like it very much. However, even when the underworld officials place an order, Old Li has never personally delivered it. At most, he will send some little ghosts to run it.

So they were very curious about who could get Old Li to personally deliver it. That's quite a lot of face!
Meanwhile, Old Li, who was being talked about by the ghosts, had arrived at the Fengdu Leave Office and brought the soup noodles to Xu Qingling.

"Thank you. Can I pay by card again this time?" Xu Qingling asked as she took the soup noodles.

"Sure, sure." Actually, Old Li wanted to say he didn't want Xu Qingling's money and wanted to treat her to a meal, but then he remembered the black and gold bank card Xu Qingling had taken out last time, and thought that she wasn't short of money, and that important people usually wouldn't want to owe such things.

After swiping his card, Old Li wanted to ask more about taking leave to return to the human world, but considering that they had only met twice and their relationship wasn't deep enough, he held back.

Let's wait a bit longer and ask again.

Old Li handed the card back with both hands and said respectfully, "Director, I'll head back now. If you want to eat soup noodles again next time, you can call me anytime, and I'll bring it to you right away."

"Okay, thank you."

In the end, Old Li left with great reluctance.

Next door, Fan Wujiu, who was moving, was organizing his things.

When I came across a set of dessert molds, an oven, and other items, I put them in the storage room without hesitation.

Fan Wujiu has served in the underworld for thousands of years and has profound cultivation. He no longer needs to eat to satisfy his hunger.

But he occasionally cooks, and for some reason, his culinary skills are superb. Even though he has just started cooking, his skills are comparable to those of a master chef. He also particularly enjoys researching desserts.

For a time, researching and making desserts became one of his hobbies.

However, now Fan Wujiu feels that making desserts and cooking are not things that a grown man should do.

I originally planned to throw away these kitchen utensils during this move.

But somehow, by some strange twist of fate, he brought me here again.

He didn't intend to use them and simply sealed them away in the storage room.

Just then, Fan Wujiu suddenly heard a noise next door, and a man's voice!
Fan Wujiu shuddered instantly, gritting his teeth!

"Why is there a man's voice in the house in the middle of the night?"

When I met her at the ghost market, she was with a handsome young boy. Last time at the restaurant, she was eating with a cold and aloof man. Who is she this time? What a fickle woman!
"Forget it, forget it anyway. I don't consider her my destined wife. Even if she's having a secret rendezvous with another man late at night, it's none of my business." Yes, that's right. Instead of wasting time caring about what that woman is doing, I'd rather go drink and listen to music with my buddies.

……

A minute later, Fan Wujiu quietly slipped into the room next door.

Fan Wujiu: I didn't come to see if that woman was having a late-night rendezvous with a man. I was just out for a stroll out of boredom! That's right, just wandering around, and I happened to wander into the neighborhood!

After convincing himself, Fan Wujiu instantly felt much better.

Soon enough, Fan Wujiu saw Xu Qingling ordering takeout late at night and then slurping noodles by herself.

"You're eating so deliciously, is the noodle soup really that good?" Fan Wujiu muttered.

"My noodle soup is definitely better!"

"This woman is just unsophisticated and has never tasted my cooking, which is why she thinks other people's noodle soup is better."

Once you've tasted his cooking, you'll probably find everything else tasteless.

However, it's impossible for him, the mighty Lord Black Impermanence, to cook for her, even if this woman is his destined wife.

Her destined wife is not his wife now! They are different.

His Black Impermanence's divine culinary skills are not something that just anyone can get to eat.

Fan Wujiu thought to himself with a touch of pride, while Xu Qingling quickly finished her soup noodles.

Old Li's noodle soup was indeed delicious, but Xu Qingling felt that she had eaten something even better before, yet she had no memory of it at all.

"I'm craving something sweet..." Xu Qingling muttered to herself as she thought about it, resting her chin on her hands and puffing out her cheeks slightly. "I'll buy some tomorrow."

Fan Wujiu's ears twitched. She had just finished her noodle soup and already wanted something sweet? This woman was really greedy!
However, she seemed rather adorably greedy... Fan Wujiu felt a slight itch in his hand and wanted to poke her face.

However, considering the proper etiquette between men and women, Fan Wujiu refrained from doing so.

After Xu Qingling went to rest, Fan Wujiu also returned to his room next door.

There were no tasks tonight, so Fan Wujiu planned to meditate cross-legged.

He had only been sitting for a short while when Fan Wujiu scratched his hair in frustration, then quickly got up and headed towards the storage room...

Half a minute later, Fan Wujiu found all the tools for making desserts that were originally placed at the back of the storage room and intended to be sealed away.

Five minutes later, in the kitchen, Fan Wujiu was stirring butter and white sugar.

Ten minutes later, Fan Wujiu started kneading the dough again.

If someone from the underworld were to see this scene, they would be utterly astonished. The dignified, aloof, and indifferent Lord Black Impermanence was actually busy in the kitchen like a domestic cook.

How strange, how really strange!
In front of me are cookie cutters, some in the shape of animals, some in the shape of flowers, and some in the shape of stars...

After adding other ingredients to the dough and kneading it well, I put it into the cookie molds one by one and then put them into the oven to bake.

Looking at the cookies baking in the oven, Fan Wujiu muttered, "I didn't make these cookies because someone wanted sweets."

"I just suddenly felt a bit itchy to use my skills, yes, that's it."

"I'm going to eat it all myself once it's done."

(End of this chapter)