Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 161: Qingyang Town, Ghost Kitchen

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Qingyang Town, located in the outskirts of the wild land, is regarded as a pass established by the Qingfeng Empire to the wild land, because the wild land is a dangerous place, and there are many spirit beasts breeding in it. These spirit beasts are strong and weak. , the powerful ones can even reach a terrifying level that is unimaginable, and the weak ones are like little spirit beasts of the third and fourth ranks.

The periphery, the inner layer and the center are surrounded by three huge circles, and there are countless spirit beasts living inside, and Qingyang Town, as a small town guarding the intersection of the wild land, naturally has to bear the burden of the spirit beasts in the wild land. pressure from the beasts.

If there are too many spirit beasts, there will be many disasters, such as a raging tide of spirit beasts, many spirit beasts rush out of the wild land like crazy, trampling everything, this is definitely a disaster for Qingyang Town. A disaster, and only those with real strength can survive this raging beast tide.

Qingyang Town is a small town where such strong people gather. Everyone living in it has a strong cultivation base. Most of them are adventurers from the Qianlong Continent, not only from the Qingfeng Empire, but also from the Qingfeng Empire. other small countries.

When they gathered here, they used the barren land as a place to practice and a place to obtain Yuanjing.

Hunting and killing spirit beasts means that you can use the corpses of spirit beasts to exchange for Yuanjing. Every spirit beast is full of treasures, and there are many things that can be exchanged for. The tide of beasts will still be followed by people.

The largest restaurant in Qingyang Town, this is the only restaurant in Qingyang Town, it is a two-story building, the first floor is extremely spacious, there is a lot of people inside, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

The aroma of wine and vegetables permeated it, intertwined with each other, shouting and laughing one after another.

All in all, it was a lively scene.

"Ouch, Alu Awei is back? How's it going? Have you completed the mission of the old man?"

Alu, who was eating chicken legs, and Awei, who was carrying a scapegoat, stepped into the restaurant. As soon as they entered, a beautiful girl with a hot figure and very revealing clothes came over with her waist swaying, and said with a smile.

"Aunt Yue, we lost. The Qingfeng Empire deserves to be the capital of a country. It really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Big brother even showed the skills of pressing the bottom of the box, but we still lost." Alu took out a bag from his apron pocket. He took a bite out of a chicken leg, chewed it, and said vaguely to the enchanting beauty in his mouth.

Awei's face was dark, he just glanced at this enchanting beauty and didn't say anything. He really had nothing to explain. If he loses, he loses. He can only blame himself for not being good at learning.

A hint of surprise appeared on the charming face of the enchanting woman called Aunt Yue, who participated in the empire's hundred-family banquet with Alu Awei's cooking skills... unexpectedly lost? Could it be that the level of chefs in the Qingfeng Empire has become so terrible

Alu and Awei were taught by the old man!

"It's okay, it's fine if you lose, so you two don't think your culinary skills are invincible all the time, and it just frustrates your spirit, which is not a bad thing for you." Aunt Yue chuckled lightly. The choppy waves attracted the eyes of many diners around.

Awei and Alu's expressions darkened immediately, they glanced around, snorted to themselves, and walked towards the second floor of the restaurant.

They stepped on the second floor, and stepped on the seemingly old and dilapidated floor. The creaking sound resounded endlessly, and the light gradually dimmed. The two walked through familiarly, and soon came to a small room.

Awei knocked on the door respectfully, the arrogance that had always been on his face disappeared.

"Come in." Waiting for the old voice to come from the room, the two brothers looked at each other and stepped inside.

"Master..."

Alu Awei lowered his head and whispered to an old man in gray robe in the room.

The old man was sitting on a sandalwood rocking chair, swaying slightly, holding a fan made of the feathers of an unknown spirit beast in his hand, and waving it lightly, blowing a gust of wind.

"Lost? Didn't get the prize?" The old man's words seemed to have a half-smile, which made Awei feel ashamed for a while. Before he set off, he vowed that he would be able to bring the prize back, but in the end he failed miserably.

"The old man once said that Qianlong Continent is vast and boundless. Your vision is just a well. Sitting in the well and watching the world, you will feel that you are sitting on the whole world, but in fact, you are just entertaining yourself in a small place. Have fun."

The old man in gray robe stopped the rocking chair and said calmly.

Afterwards, the old man stood up from his seat, his eyes fell on the two brothers, his face full of grooves trembled slightly, and he said with a light smile: "It's okay, you don't need to blame yourself, this time is just a test for you. Well, one failure is nothing, just practice hard and try to get back on your own.”

"Yes... Master, in fact, Master, if I use the 'Hundred Flavor Pot', I may not necessarily lose!" Awei was still a little unconvinced.

The gray-robed old man glanced at Awei, then shook his head, "This old man passed on the pot of all kinds of flavors to you, and asked you to keep the pot for ten years. If you use it in advance, it is equivalent to letting go of your energy and losing your spirit. How? What you lost... is far greater than what you gained, you should be lucky that you didn't use the Baiweiguo."

"Alu, describe to me the situation if you fail." The old man said lightly.

Alu was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to take out a chicken leg, but after thinking about it, he gave up and began to narrate seriously.

The old man listened quietly, and soon finished listening to Alu's narration.

"Colorful Crescent Dumplings? Use ordinary ingredients to make a delicacy that can beat Awei's Chinese cuisine?" The old man squinted his eyes, with a look of seriousness on his face, "When did Qingfeng Empire have such a powerful cook? Ordinary ingredients If the delicacies produced want to suppress the aura ingredients, the taste and texture of the ingredients must be brought into full play, which is very difficult for any chef... "

"Crack, crack, master... the prize was won by the boss at the end." Alu said in a muffled voice, biting the chicken leg.

The old man nodded, then clapped his hands and laughed lightly: "I didn't expect that in the Qingfeng Empire, there would be people who would dare to snatch things from my Ghost Kitchen... The old man suddenly wanted to meet this Boss Bu."

Awei was stunned, and then shrank his eyes. Could it be that the master wants to go out in person

"Wu Wen Dao Enlightenment Fruit Tree Seed... If it can be fed, it will cause a lot of trouble." The old man murmured to himself.

Venus had just exposed its head, and the sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled the ground, shining golden on the ground.

The snow is no longer falling, but the temperature is still so cold.

Bu Fang still cooked a plate of drunk pork ribs for Xiao Hei first, and then began to practice knife carving and practice making dishes.

Since the goal is to become the top chef in the fantasy world's food chain, it is natural that there should be no slack in the slightest. Daily practice is essential, because practice can slowly increase cooking skills and make the foundation more stable.

In the khaki-colored flowerpot, the greenery has grown taller and taller. Yesterday it was still a bud that just emerged, but today it is already a finger high. It is indeed quite miraculous.

The emerald green leaves are densely covered with magical lines, making everyone dazzled.

"What kind of seed is this? Could something good grow out of it?" Bu Fang stretched out his finger and pointed at the green leaf, muttered in doubt, then stood up and opened the store door.

Boss Jin came with his army of fat men. Bu Fang was almost familiar with these fat men. Soon he entered the kitchen and came out after cooking the dishes.

Ouyang Xiaoyi came with the Xiao family siblings, Xiao Yanyu was still so gentle and elegant, wearing a veil, with a calm demeanor.

After Xiao Yanyu and the others, Luo Sanniang and a somewhat shy figure also came in a rush, which made Bu Fang slightly taken aback.

"Boss Bu, Juan'er has business with you, are you free?"

As soon as Luo Sanniang entered the door, she shouted carelessly. This woman is quite good-looking, but she doesn't have the temperament of a woman at all...

Juan'er was holding a food box, and followed Luo Sanniang with a blushing face, panting slightly, and stepped into the small shop.