The old dog closed his eyes and listened for a while, and was sure that there was no danger outside, so he opened the door.

Outside the door were two servants in gray-brown clothes. Both of them were anxious. When they saw him open the door, they hurriedly bowed and said, "I really disturbed your mansion. My little man has caused trouble for your mansion. I'm sorry."

Gu Xiang walked over, stared at the little red envelope, picked him up, patted the soil, and then lifted the person to the two servants.

"Is this your child?"

The two servants immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Gu Xiang repeatedly, and looked down at the fat little man with a good face.

"My little ancestor, my wife has been waiting for you for a whole day. Come back with us quickly. If you don't go back, we really can't explain to your husband and wife!"

The tall one in the servant, when he saw their little husband tied a knot, he was a little trembling, his face was anxious, helpless, and a little scared, and he was also trembling when he spoke.

Their young man was spoiled by his husband at home. The husband and wife spoiled his children for no reason, especially the husband, who did not look like a strict father. The husband wanted to pick the moon in the sky, and probably the father was also "good, good."

The servant sighed in his heart and thought to himself that if he wanted to get the young man away, Brother Ping might not have enough to lose two layers of skin.

The fat guy who looked like a red envelope really ignored him and turned his head to look at Gu Xiang. There were countless small stars shining in his face and eyes: "Are you a god?"

Gu Xiang pointed outside the door: "Aren't you going home yet?"

Xiao Hongbao was stunned, pouted, but nodded honestly: "Oh."

He followed the two servants in one step and three times and moved slowly. This time he never climbed the trees and climbed the walls, nor ran around, nor shouted that the servant beside him was a human trafficker, but went home with the servant.

Two servants escorted the young man at home all the way back to the door, and couldn't help but look up at the sun.

"Is the sun really rising from the west today?"

Xiao Hongbao snorted, walked around all the way to his grandmother, and slapped on his grandmother's shoulder and whispered mysteriously: "My grandmother, I saw the god today."

His mother: "..."

His mother went to listen to the little red envelope's "Immortal Sutra". After Gu Xiang and Qiu Li and the others finished rehearsing the two scenes, they sat on the stone steps, on the stones, and on the ground. Looking at the lamp, Tiangong was stunned.

Qiu Li was a little worried: "It must have been seen by pedestrians outside, so this is not good."

Even Qiu Li knew that the freshness would be greatly reduced by leaking information in advance. Although this scene was shocking every time she watched it, it was undoubtedly the most thrilling when watching it for the first time.

Gu Xiang smiled: "Invisible."

Not to mention the secluded house, the so-called Heavenly Palace, which seemed to be towering into the clouds, was just a second-story eaves.

The Heavenly Palace was painted. Gu Xiang saw the introduction of props, which should be something similar to a hot air balloon, and even the technical content was not very high. Not to mention the future, even in her era, it would be easy to make such things.

And to have the effect you see now, you must have a visual angle, and also have smoke and smoke fog lights. Now on the streets outside, you can see some shadows through the leaves at most, and you cannot see the tip of the iceberg completely.

Qiuli, Cherry, and the little girls went out to see it several times before they could feel at ease.

Not to mention the magnificent magical scenery, even the sound of silk and bamboo is not clear, and the ears are particularly good, maybe you can hear a little bit.

After the show was rehearsed, Zhao Susu finished the performance and stood firm for a long time. Suddenly, countless inspirations came out. He immediately went back to the house to find paper and pen, and wrote several poems.

Gu Xiang doesn't understand those poems very well, but after reading what she wrote, she feels refreshing. I guess such works that are touching and written in one go are indeed much better than other poems in emotion.

"It seems that everyone is still very satisfied?"

Gu Xiang chuckled, "I have put so much effort and so much effort into it, and it will definitely lead to the results."

During these days, she has been practicing for a long time every day at Qiuli and a few little girls. She also has to sort out the many kinds of props attached to the "Peace Banquet", such as transparent lines, hot air balloons that are faked into the shape of the Heavenly Palace, and incense, baits called "Baixian Soup", etc., and teach them carefully to everyone.

Not only Qiu Li and a few more, but also the old dog and many servants were dragged out to help.

This is a big project. Ermu is not bad. He is usually disliked by others and is not clever. But now Gu Xiang tells him what to do. He completes it quickly and well, and does not question it at all. He is calm when he sees any bizarre scenes.

Compared to him, the old dog simply "collapses" every day.

He didn't understand why the fish came to him and saw with his own eyes that the so-called Hundred Fairy Soup made by Sanniang could grow immediately, the small fish turned into a big fish, and the scales turned into golden colors.

The old dog suspected that his wife had mixed the elixirs from the master's sect and mixed them into the soup for fish to eat. Therefore, she used strange things every day, looking at Gu Xiang with a prodigal look.

Gu Xiang: "..."

To be honest, she didn't understand why this effect was achieved.

The only thing she doesn't understand in the soup she makes is food orders.

Time passes day by day.

Gu Xiang carefully prepares her "Peaceful Banquet" every day, with a total of sixteen dishes, and she has made it dozens of times.

Both the semi-finished products and the finished products were all put into the old dogs and their belly.

However, Lao Gou and his servants were very satisfied with this role in trying out the dishes. The competition was fierce and they didn't feel that they were tired of eating at all.

The old dog likes one of the desserts, "Hanjiangxue", which is made with cheese and strawberries. It has little sweetness, but he likes it the most. Every time he eats it, the snow on the mountain appears in his mind. After eating it for a long time, he feels that his heart has been completely cleaned and all kinds of troubles have dissipated.

Unfortunately, there are many people in them, so it is impossible to eat sixteen dishes in one go, otherwise I would really want to try out what the complete wonderful feast in Sanniang’s mouth felt.

Now it seems that we can only wait for the day of the Buddha Bath Festival.

Not only Lao Gou, but also the diners outside are looking forward to the new dishes that Gu Chu is preparing.
Chapter completed!