For the first time, Fangfang's shop became lively.
Because of the streaking incident of hundreds of people, Fangfang's small shop was finally known by the neighbors. Although everyone complained about the remote location of the small shop, the neighbors stepped into the small shop one after another out of curiosity.
An aunt holding a baby who is still shaking her nose stepped into Fangfang's small shop. The small shop is very hygienic and clean. The table is spotless, which shows the owner's care. The environment is very warm and comfortable. feeling.
In terms of decoration, this is a small shop of good quality.
"Hey, boss, is there anything delicious here? The decoration of your store is really nothing to say, it is comparable to the boxes in Fengxian Building!" After wiping it, he said to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang stared at the aunt's hand with a blank expression on his face.
"It's like you've been to places like Fengxian Tower, women, you know how to brag!" The old man was not happy, and snorted disdainfully.
The aunt immediately exploded, put down the little fur child in her arms, put her hands on her hips, and stared wide-eyed, planning to fight the old man for three hundred rounds.
"Ahem, two customers, if you want to order food, the recipe is behind the two of you. If you want to compete with real people, please go outside the shop." Bu Fang said lightly, interrupting the battle that was about to break out between the two neighbors.
The aunt snorted coldly, thinking that this was in someone else's restaurant, she stopped arguing, turned around and looked at the recipe, and murmured: "I think you are a good guy, and running a restaurant is not easy. To support your business, just have a... ”
The aunt was suddenly speechless, and stared at the recipe with a face full of ghosts, the corners of her mouth trembling violently!
The old man was puzzled in his heart, turned his head and saw the hellish look of the aunt, and followed his gaze, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
"My God! A bowl of fried rice with eggs and a Yuanjing? A stack of stir-fried vegetables? One hundred gold coins?! Why don't you just grab it?!" The old man was so frightened that his beard almost trembled.
The aunt's fat body also trembled, and she said sharply, "Young man, you are not authentic! With your price, who dares to come to eat?!"
The old man and the aunt who were supposed to have conflicts turned out to be against each other and aimed at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang remained calm and expressionless.
"Small shops have their own pricing rules. If you want to eat, you can order. If you don't want to eat, please leave."
As a God of Cooking who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, Bu Fang has his own pride.
The aunt glanced at Bu Fang like she was looking at a madman, pulled the little boy who was still shaking her nose, and left in a hurry. The old man also hunched over, shaking his head and walked out of the shop.
Bu Fang didn't care about this. This situation was already in his expectation. The price of the food in the small shop is destined to lose many customers, because not everyone can afford such a terrible price.
Most of the people who entered the shop were the same as the aunt, yelled the hell and then left.
People come and go quickly.
The bustling Fangfang shop has once again returned to the bleakness, and almost no one wants to shop here.
Xiao Xiaolong led the young man into the small restaurant.
His expression was a little excited, his sister was not here today, so the Yuanjing he brought should be enough for a meal of enhanced egg fried rice, right
The enhanced version of egg fried rice can only be ordered if the cultivation base reaches the third rank, which shows that this egg fried rice is absolutely extraordinary. Back then, the ordinary egg fried rice made his cultivation base break through. Don't let him take off!
"Xiaolong, are you saying that the egg fried rice in this small restaurant is delicious?" The young man stood with his hands behind his back, with an extraordinary temperament, glanced at the small shop, and said calmly.
"That's right! Sangongzi, the egg fried rice in this small shop is the best egg fried rice I've ever eaten! Even if it's my chef... oh no! Even if it's your chef, the egg fried rice cooked here is better than the fried rice here. , are far worse!"
Xiao Xiaolong thought of the aroma of the egg fried rice cooked by Bu Fang, narrowed his eyes mistyly, and enjoyed it all over his face.
The third son was slightly surprised that he could get such a high evaluation from Xiao Xiaolong. His chef is not an ordinary cook, but he is actually not as good as the egg fried rice in this remote shop in front of him
The third son suddenly became interested, and turned to look at the menu.
The price was so high that it was almost unbearable for ordinary people, which made the third son slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows, and a look of disbelief appeared on his handsome face.
"Is the egg fried rice here paid with Yuanjing? The enhanced version of egg fried rice is ten Yuanjing? And the cultivation level of the orderer is also stipulated?"
The pricing and rules on this recipe have completely refreshed San Gongzi's world view. It turns out that egg fried rice can still be sold like this.
"Third son, don't you believe it, my sister ate the enhanced version of egg fried rice yesterday, and she is in retreat today! Her zhenqi cultivation has directly increased by a small level!" Xiao Xiaolong said.
"Oh? So miraculous?" The third son was amazed. Xiao Yanyu's cultivation is a fourth-rank war spirit, and a bowl of fried rice with eggs... Can a fourth-rank war spirit improve his cultivation
Is this still egg fried rice? Is it the elixir of fried eggs
"Boss, let's have an enhanced version of fried rice with eggs. My cultivation level is enough, so I don't need to test it." The third young master said gently to Bu Fang who was standing not far away coldly.
"I'll also have an enhanced version of egg fried rice!" Xiao Xiaolong said hastily, but his words were interrupted by the third son.
The third son squinted his eyes, and touched Xiao Xiaolong's head with a gentle smile on his face, "Xiaolong, how many Yuanjing did you bring?"
Xiao Xiaolong's face froze suddenly, why are these words so familiar
"Ten... ten pieces!"
"Well, that's enough."
Xiao Xiaolong looked at the money bag embroidered with peonies in the third son's hand with a full face, and he felt ten thousand invisible arrows piercing his heart.
"Brother next time, please eat your fill." The third young master smiled and said, "I forgot to bring money when I went for a walk today."
Xiao Xiaolong's eyes were full of tears, why is it so difficult to eat a bowl of fried rice with eggs
"Boss, let me have dry noodles and stir-fried vegetables."
Bu Fang was expressionless and nodded.
"One enhanced version of fried rice with eggs, one serving of dry noodles, and one serving of fried vegetables. Okay, please wait a moment." Bu Fang repeated, then turned and entered the kitchen.
Xiao Xiaolong and the third son found a place to sit down, and the elegant environment made the third son very satisfied.
"I didn't expect there to be such an elegant small restaurant in the imperial capital. I hadn't discovered it before, huh? What about the pair of puppets just now?" The third young master glanced around and said.
He was very impressed with Xiaobai, it was really rare for a puppet to be so spiritual.
The Qianlong Continent is a world where there are many sects and the empire is honored. Here the empire is the orthodox, and neither the orthodox sect nor the demonic sect is recognized.
The current emperor of the Qingfeng Empire, Emperor Changfeng, has been in power for more than 70 years. He implemented a policy of recruiting security for the sects. The sects that recruited security were dispersed and incorporated into the army.
The Qingfeng Empire was established for more than a thousand years, and the time when the sects were established was the era when the sects were in full swing. At that time, the sects were constantly fighting and their names were not good. With the development of more than a thousand years, the sects were under the glory of the empire. Gradually weakened, and after two failed "Zongmen Uprisings", he was completely suppressed by the court.
In today's Qianlong Continent, the sect has declined, and there are only a few hundred sects left in the world. Compared with the tens of thousands of sects in the glorious era, it is indeed miserable.
Among the hundreds of sects that survived in the world, only ten sects are still lingering under the pressure of the empire.
The third son once encountered a declining sect. That sect studied the technique of puppets. The research on puppets has already reached perfection. He was wondering if the puppets in this small shop would have anything to do with this sect. connect.
However, Xiaobai's appearance is completely different from the puppet studied by that sect, and there is no true energy flowing in Xiaobai's body, so it is unlikely that Bu Fang is the remnant of that sect.
Just as he was thinking about the problem, a strong aroma suddenly wafted from the kitchen.
The fragrance passed across his face like silk, causing the third young master to open his eyes suddenly, and a sense of hunger suddenly arose in his stomach.
"It smells so good!" He exclaimed.
Xiao Xiaolong has long been addicted to the ocean of fragrance, his eyes are hazy.
The aroma alone is comparable to, and even better than, the food cooked by his chef.
After a long time, a slender figure walked out of the kitchen.
Bu Fang held a bowl of blue and white porcelain plate expressionlessly, and the rich fragrance enveloped the porcelain plate.
"Your enhanced egg fried rice, please use it slowly."
Bu Fang placed the blue and white porcelain plate in front of the third young master, said calmly, then turned and returned to the kitchen.
The third son took a deep breath, and a scent poured into his stomach along his nostrils, seducing his gluttons, and the hunger came like a tide.
The rich aroma condensed on the top of the porcelain plate, and as he scooped the first spoonful of egg fried rice, the condensed aroma dissipated, like an aroma bomb exploding.
The turbulent fragrance instantly hit the third son.