The terrifying aura, as if the sky and the earth were about to collapse, enveloped the coachman, making him tremble and dare not move.
Bu Fang stared at the coachman indifferently.
"What did you just say?" Bu Fang looked directly at the coachman with an indifferent expression.
The driver's face was already pale with fright.
He didn't expect that Bu Fang's reaction would be so huge, and he didn't expect that this easy-going young man's strength would be so terrifying.
This coercion is probably much stronger than that of the Rank Nine Great Sage.
"I… "
"That... the young prince of the Pingyang Palace, is going to hold a 'beast appreciation feast' and invite all powerful people to go..."
The coachman said tremblingly.
"A beast feast? Are you rewarding an ancient spirit beast, the seven-colored sky-eating python?"
Bu Fang said what the coachman said later.
The coachman nodded quickly up and down.
He learned this news yesterday when he was recruiting a steward who worked in the palace.
I wanted to exchange this news for some money.
Now it seems that it is not bad to change the dime, so as not to lose your life.
"Young master... I don't want money anymore, let me go... It's the little one who is wrong, the little one shouldn't talk too much..."
The coachman sniveled and burst into tears, fearing that Bu Fang would kill himself in a fit of anger.
In the god capital, this kind of thing is very common.
Their coachman can be regarded as the most humble occupation.
Bu Fang glanced at the coachman, waved his hand, and told him to leave.
He also took a fragment of the source stone to the coachman, which Mu Hongzi had prepared for him.
The latter said that in the Shen Dynasty, the exchange currency is not the Mingjing fairy crystal, but the universal currency of the universe, the origin stone.
"The colorful sky-eating python...could it be Xiaohua?"
Bu Fang squinted his eyes, thinking in his heart.
Xiaohua looks like a girl now, which is also in line with what the coachman said that she looks like a tender little girl after she transforms into a shape.
The coachman received Bu Fang's Origin Stone, he was overwhelmed with gratitude, he whipped the dragon horse's ass, and ran away like flying.
He didn't want to stay by Bu Fang's side for a moment. Who knew if Bu Fang would suddenly regret it.
"Whether it's Xiaohua or not, Pingyang Prince's Mansion has to go and have a look... If it's really Xiaohua, then..."
Bu Fang squinted his eyes, as if there was a bright light blooming in his eyes.
If it was really Xiao Hua, Bu Fang naturally couldn't stand by and watch.
Xiaohua should be staying with Lord Dog, Xiaoyou and the others. If something happens to Xiaohua, then something will happen to Lord Dog, Xiaoyou and the others... maybe something will happen to them too.
This is what Bu Fang does not want to see.
Standing where he was, Bu Fang fell into deep thought.
After pondering for a long time.
But raised his head.
"The coachman said that the animal appreciation banquet will be held in Pingyang Palace three days later... Who is this Pingyang King? If Xiaohua is really caught, what kind of king do you care!"
Bu Fang frowned tightly, his eyes burning.
He has just arrived in the capital of the gods, and he is not familiar with the place, so it is really difficult to act.
Moreover, he also needs to open a restaurant in Shenchaodu.
Fortunately, there are still three days. After three days, I will go to Pingyang Prince's Mansion to find out.
However, now, Bu Fang is quite interested in the inheritance of the so-called ancient gods.
He raised his head and looked at the towering building in the distance.
"Sacred Kitchen Palace..."
Bu Fang was expressionless, with his hands behind his back, he took Xiaobai and walked towards the towering building.
The gods and dynasties are grand and prosperous.
All kinds of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, towering into the sky.
The Divine Kitchen Palace is just one of these magnificent buildings, with extremely peculiar materials and a majestic atmosphere permeating the surroundings.
As Bu Fang approached, people came and went around the Divine Kitchen Palace, and it was extremely lively.
Come and go, all chefs.
Some chefs are in high spirits.
Some chefs were shackled by a group of people and driven into it.
These expelled chefs should be the chefs who were plundered from various small places.
I heard from the coachman that it is quite profitable to do this kind of work selling chefs in the Divine Dynasty. A chef is worth one Origin Stone.
The huge profits in this industry have already attracted countless people into it.
There are endless ways to deceive and deceive.
Even many officials of the Shen Dynasty joined this industry.
It's just because the strong man behind the Divine Kitchen Palace never refuses chefs.
Bu Fang held his hands behind his back and walked slowly. After a while, he came to the Divine Kitchen Palace.
The building of Shenchu Palace is very tall. When you look up, you can see dozens of floors.
The doors are open and people come and go.
Bu Fang stepped into it, once inside, it was very lively and noisy.
It was like stepping into a slave market.
This caused Bu Fang to frown slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
The chef is actually used as a means of such a transaction.
The hall is divided into two parts.
Part of it is a noisy trading platform like a slave market.
Some people are happily counting the origin stones, while others are spit-spitting and negotiating with the sales staff.
On the other side, it is high-end and much quieter.
Here is a platform specially set up to welcome chefs who come here voluntarily.
With his hands behind his back, Bu Fang walked towards the platform.
The front desk is made of smooth ore material, and there is a blonde beauty in uniform sitting on it.
The beauty saw Bu Fang and had a gentle smile on her face.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?"
The blond beauty asked formulaically.
Bu Fang is expressionless, even if this woman is indeed beautiful, it is difficult to shake his mind.
"I heard that you are recruiting chefs at the Divine Kitchen Palace?" Bu Fang said.
"The platform for trading chefs is on the opposite side. If you want to sell chefs, you can go to the opposite platform, and there will be someone who will talk to you specifically about the transaction." The blond beauty still said with a smile.
Bu Fang shook his head, "Chefs shouldn't be used for trading, you are insulting the profession of chefs."
The blond beauty was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Bu Fang to have such an idea, her eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded in agreement: "I think so too."
"Excuse me, are you a chef? Come to sign up for the assessment of the Divine Kitchen Palace?"
asked the blond beauty.
She is still smiling gently.
"If you are a self-employed chef, once you pass the assessment of the Divine Kitchen Palace, the treatment you will receive will be much more noble than those chefs who are sold. You can enjoy the professional services and status provided by the Divine Kitchen Palace."
For some reason, the blond woman felt that Bu Fang had a special charm.
That is the charm of self-confidence, just like those top chefs he received before, who are confident in their cooking skills.
The young man in front of her also gave her this feeling, it was incredible!
"Okay, sign up for me."
Bu Fang nodded, he was very interested in the inheritance of the ancient god's kitchen skills.
A chef at the level of a god is probably the top chef. He should not be far from the God of Cooking, and may even be the legendary God of Cooking.
The blonde woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she handed over a crystal.
Bu Fang needed to use his spiritual sense to fill in the basic information in the crystal.
But when Bu Fang saw the grading of cooking skills, he was slightly taken aback.
"Huh? How about the level of culinary skills?"
Bu Fang frowned and asked.
The blond woman was taken aback, the young man in front of her didn't know how to classify cooking skills
"Aren't you from the Xia Yi Dynasty?" the blond woman asked.
Bu Fang shook his head, "I come from the big world that has just been condensed, and the level of culinary skills there is different from Xiayi Shenchao."
From the newly condensed big world
The blond woman's complexion changed, and then her originally enthusiastic complexion became indifferent.
She finally knew how the confidence in Bu Fang came from, it was the confidence that had never been hit.
"The culinary skills of the chefs in the Divine Kitchen Palace are divided into three levels, spiritual-level chefs, earth-level chefs, and heavenly-level chefs. You can estimate your own level and tell me."
"Spirit-level divine chef, first of all, one has to be a demigod and be able to skillfully use the power of laws to cook dishes."
"Earth-level divine chef, whose cultivation has reached the level of an inferior deity, and who is able to integrate the power of laws into dishes."
"Heaven-level divine chef, whose cultivation has reached the level of a middle-level deity, and who can at least integrate the power of all the laws of perception into the dishes."
The blond woman introduced to Bu Fang.
Although her enthusiasm for Bu Fang has decreased a lot, she is still doing her due diligence.
But she is not optimistic about Bu Fang, after all, Bu Fang is from a big world that has just been condensed, that is, a third-rate big world.
To put it simply, Bu Fang is a country bumpkin...
For a hillbilly, she doesn't need much enthusiasm.
You expect a redneck to be a master chef
You know, she has worked here for so many years, and she has seen hundreds of master chefs.
And basically they are all spiritual chefs.
What is the concept of hundreds of god chefs in the entire Xiayi Dynasty with a population of hundreds of millions
After hearing the blonde beauty's words, Bu Fang fell into deep thought.
After a long time, he raised his head.
"According to what you said, I should be a master chef at the spiritual level." Bu Fang thought for a while.
Um
The blond beauty was taken aback for a moment.
Some of the surrounding duty officers also looked over abruptly.
Spirit-level chef
This young man... is he too crazy
First of all, one must be a demigod to become a master chef at the spiritual level, and one has to study in the demigod realm for countless years and have a thorough understanding of culinary skills to become a master chef.
The chefs that the blond beauty met were usually very old people, and they had never seen a young man as young as Bu Fang.
The blond beauty opened her ruddy mouth, wanting to say something.
However, Bu Fang touched his chin, frowned, and shook his head.
"No... I should not be a spiritual chef."
As soon as these words came out, the blond beauty breathed a sigh of relief, that's right.
How can there be such a young chef.
Judging by the age of Bu Fang's bones, it seems that he is only in his thirties, right
A chef in his thirties
Whether you are a demigod in your thirties is a question.
However, when the blond beauty breathed a sigh of relief, she raised her water glass and was about to drink a glass of water to suppress her shock.
Bu Fang raised his head.
His eyes froze slightly, and he said with some distress: "If you describe me, I might be an earth-level master chef... but my cultivation is a little bit worse, I'm just a demigod."
Words fell.
The blonde beauty who was drinking water suddenly opened her eyes.
"puff!!!"