The scene was strangely silent.
Ji Chengxue looked at the somewhat cute and honest Xiaobai in amazement. This iron puppet was a little stronger than he expected. A fifth-rank war king, who was quite difficult to deal with by himself, was slapped by Xiaobai. He stripped off his clothes and threw them out of the shop.
Bu Fang's composure was also beyond Ji Chengxue's expectations. The sword was almost stabbing in front of him, but he didn't change his expression. Could it be that he had so much confidence in that puppet
The remaining three assassins also came back to their senses at this moment, and looked at the puppet Xiaobai as if facing a formidable enemy. They no longer dared to underestimate Bu Fang, not because of anything else, but because of the weapon that could punch their partner to death with two punches. A half-dead puppet.
"The information is wrong, this small shop is extraordinary!" The three assassins looked at each other, and the gazes under the bamboo hats were extremely dignified.
Undoubtedly, their assassination failed this time. As assassins, they had to step back and look for another opportunity if they didn't succeed in one blow. Therefore, they gave up assassinating Ji Chengxue, turned around and ran towards the door of the small shop.
But the three of them who had already been locked by Xiaobai couldn't run away. The bodies of the three who rushed up were pulled by a huge force, and then they were pulled back one after another, and fell in front of Xiaobai.
Xiaobai's mechanical eyes shone with light, and he slapped three palms in a row, directly throwing all three of them on the ground vomiting blood, and the hats on their heads burst into pieces, losing the power to resist.
Tear!
A clear voice sounded, and then the three assassins were stripped naked and thrown out just like the first assassin, wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, and fell down in the alley.
It was pouring rain outside, and the raindrops fell from the sky, quickly connecting into a sky, and the sky and the earth were hazy.
After finishing everything, Xiaobai shook his arm mechanically, then his mechanical eyes flickered, and he seemed to be quite happy to return to the kitchen.
The chill in Ji Chengxue's eyes gradually disappeared, and she regained that graceful and elegant posture, with a smile on her lips, looking at Bu Fang thoughtfully.
He suddenly found that he couldn't see through this small shop cook who was only a second-rank combat master.
"What do you want to eat?" Bu Fang asked blankly, ignoring Ji Chengxue's gaze.
"Give me a piece of distilled fish. Thanks to Boss Bu's help today, I feel happy. I wanted to drink, but there is no wine in the shop, so I have to order a piece of distilled fish." The third prince Ji Chengxue chuckled and ordered to Bu Fang nod.
If Xiaobai hadn't made a move, then he would have been quite dangerous today, because even he himself had never expected that they were so frenzied that they would directly attack him in the imperial capital.
"There will be fine wine for sale in a few days, but there really isn't any today." Bu Fang said indifferently. He walked towards the kitchen while talking, and lightly patted Ouyang Xiaoyi who was still stunned with her plump lips.
"Oh? Is there any wine?" Ji Chengxue's eyes lit up, and then the smile on his face became even bigger, looking deeply at the thin figure of Bu Fang walking into the kitchen.
"Xiao Yi, I'll go out for a while. Remember to keep the distiller's grains when the fish is ready." Ji Chengxue dressed in a white robe, walked slowly towards the door, and whispered to Ouyang Xiaoyi who was still in a dazed state.
"Oh, eh? What are you doing out there?" Ouyang Xiaoyi asked blankly.
However, Ji Chengxue didn't answer him, and stepped out of the threshold of the shop.
Outside the door and inside, with just one step difference, the expression on Ji Chengxue's face suddenly changed. The gentle and elegant smile disappeared, replaced by a killing intent that made people fall into the ice cave.
He held up his umbrella to cover the rain that fell from the sky, and the rain splashed on his boots and soaked his clothes.
In the alley washed by the rain, the four assassins stood up with difficulty. They could barely open their eyes due to the hazy rain. They seemed to see a refined figure holding an oil-paper umbrella in a blur.
After that, their sight suddenly froze, and their eyes widened.
…
Ji Chengxue turned back to the small shop, stepped into the shop that had become warm again, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her hands together, dispelled some of the cold from her body, and shook the rainwater from her white robe. Restore elegance and gentle smile.
"Xiaoyi, is the distiller's lees fish ready?"
Ouyang Xiaoyi blinked her big eyes and said: "Not yet, but you can already smell the aroma of wine, it's almost time to be done."
Ji Chengxue nodded, and sat down on the chair again. There were traces of bright red rainwater dripping from the bottom of his white robe trousers. Ouyang Xiaoyi stared at the rainwater for a long time and remained silent.
Ji Chengxue didn't open her mouth either, but closed her eyes and rested her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.
After a while, the rich aroma of wine wafted from the kitchen, lingering in the small shop, washing away the original chilling intent.
Ouyang Xiaoyi staggered holding the plate of distilled fish lees, walked over, all the way, the aroma wafted all the way, the girl blocked her nose with a handkerchief, forced herself not to smell the scent, stared and put the distilled fish lees on the table. In front of Ji Chengxue.
"Brother Your Highness, your fish." Ouyang Xiaoyi said in a muffled voice.
"Haha, it's finally done, but I'm so greedy, this distiller's lees, the whole empire, I will obey the boss's craftsmanship." Ji Chengxue chuckled lightly, and patted Ouyang Xiaoyi on the head.
Bu Fang also came out of the kitchen. He sat down in front of Ji Chengxue with fried rice with an aroma like silk. He pointed to the fried rice on the table and said to the little girl, "No, what's your breakfast?" .”
Ouyang Xiaoyi's heart, which was still in shock from the assassination, suddenly confirmed, her eyes lit up, and she sat on the stool and started to eat fried rice with eggs.
Ji Chengxue's eating image is very elegant, and it can be seen that she should be very cultivated.
"Boss Bu, are you really not interested in entering the palace and becoming the emperor's imperial cook? With your cooking skills, you can definitely become the head chef of the imperial dining room." Ji Chengxue persuaded again.
"I don't want to be anyone's chef. If the emperor wants to eat the dishes I cook, you can ask him to line up in person." Bu Fang said indifferently, what he said was taken for granted, not that kind of hypocrisy.
"Boss Yibu's culinary skills are really inferior to living in this alley. If he can enter the imperial dining room, he will definitely shine." Ji Chengxue sighed softly.
"Who said that you can't shine in this alley? I believe that in a short time, there will be a lot of people here." Bu Fang said seriously and confidently.
Ji Chengxue was taken aback by Bu Fang's answer, and subconsciously said, "Impossible, your dishes are so expensive that ordinary people can't afford them."
"No, it's not that they can't afford it, it's that they can't eat it. You should know how precious my food is." Bu Fang said flatly.
Whether it is ordinary egg fried rice or enhanced egg fried rice, whether it is distiller's lees fish or fish head tofu soup, the ingredients used are precious spiritual beasts or spiritual herbs full of spiritual energy. Spiritual beasts are precious and hard to catch. The delicious food is even more inconceivable, and the spiritual herbs are also rare, usually used for alchemy.
Bu Fang's food retains most of the aura of the ingredients. After eating, it is like eating a elixir, which can help in cultivation. This is his preciousness, and it has been ignored by Ji Chengxue and others.
Bu Fang felt that it was necessary for him to remind this elm-headed child.
Ji Chengxue's chopsticks twitched suddenly, his eyes shrank slightly, and his heart seemed to be hit by a boulder, which was extremely shocking.
yes! Because his cultivation base has reached the fifth-rank battle king, it would take a huge amount of aura to break through, and the delicious food from Bu Fang could not help him break through the bottleneck. He came every day, basically because of the delicious food.
But after being reminded by Bu Fang, he realized that this delicacy didn't increase his cultivation much, but... for other third-rank warriors, fourth-rank war spirit monks' growth is extraordinary!
"And I want to remind you that in the future, there will be more and more delicacies in the small shop, and the ingredients used will become stronger and stronger..." Bu Fang coaxed.
"Perhaps maybe... the ninth-level holy beast meat will appear!"