Host: Bu Fang.
Sex: Male.
Age: twenty.
Genuine Qi cultivation: third grade (has reached the level of exuding true qi, as a chef in the fantasy world, future food must use true qi, young man, work hard.)
Culinary Talent: Unknown.
Skills: Level 1 Meteor Knife (52/100)
Props: Chef set pieces (3/4)
MasterChef comprehensive score: Chef Apprentice (Finally, you can cook authentic ingredients and start learning knife skills. The road to MasterChef has opened for you. Come on! Boy.)
The current sales of Yuanjing is 2,880 Yuanjing, and the conversion degree of true energy (720/1000)
System Level: Three Stars (Vital energy conversion ratio is 25%, customers are allowed to bring their own ingredients lower than the fourth level.)
In the early morning of the next day, Bu Fang woke up with sleepy eyes. While washing his hands, he concentrated on the system and looked at the system panel.
After looking at the progress of his true qi, he found that he should be able to complete the upgrade in a short time. He is now a third-rank battle madman, and if he reaches the value of one thousand yuan crystal true energy, he can reach the fourth-rank battle spirit. At that time, his control over true qi will become more familiar.
"What is the God of Cooking set... I'm really curious, but I've already collected three pieces, and I should be able to get them together after another upgrade." Bu Fang walked downstairs and murmured.
After that, he came to the kitchen and started the daily radish cutting training.
After cutting the radishes, Bu Fang walked to the door of the small shop and opened the door. The air seemed to be a little colder, and the cold wind hit his face a little bit bitingly.
After glancing at Xiao Hei, who was soundly asleep, Bu Fang turned his head and went back to the kitchen. After training the dishes, the fragrant drunk pork ribs came out of the pot.
"It's time to eat, Xiao Hei." Bu Fang placed the drunk pork ribs in front of Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei suddenly became energetic.
Fatty Jin and his fat man army came as usual, and left after breakfast. It seemed that it had become their habit to eat at Bu Fang's place. Although Bu Fang's dishes were expensive, Fatty Jin was a local tyrant... not bad money.
Xiao Yue hadn't been here since Xiao Hei sneezed out of the shop last time, as if he had completely evaporated from the imperial capital, but Bu Fang didn't care about it, at most he regretted the loss of a diner.
In the alley, the biting autumn wind was blowing, and Ji Chengxue, who was wearing a white robe, came slowly, with a fair and gentle face and slightly narrowed eyes, as if smiling all the time.
"Morning, Boss Bu." Ji Chengxue greeted Bu Fang gently, and Bu Fang nodded lightly and hummed lightly.
"Brother Your Highness, why did you come so early today?" Ouyang Xiaoyi looked at Ji Chengxue who stepped into the shop and asked suspiciously.
Ji Chengxue patted Xiaoyi on the head and smiled lightly, "Brother wants to eat Boss Bu's dishes early today."
"What's for dinner today?" Bu Fang asked.
"Let's have a portion of all the dishes. I have eaten it this time. I wonder if I will have the chance to taste Boss Bu's craftsmanship again." Ji Chengxue said with a sigh.
"En? What's wrong with you?" Bu Fang asked suspiciously, and Ouyang Xiaoyi also looked at Ji Chengxue strangely.
Ji Chengxue's eyes were a little gloomy, and she said calmly: "It's okay, it's just some family matters, I will leave the imperial capital tomorrow, and I don't know when I will return again."
"Understood, wait." Bu Fang nodded expressionlessly, turned and entered the kitchen, then came out with a jar of ice heart and jade pot wine, and threw it directly to Ji Chengxue.
Ji Chengxue caught the wine, was slightly taken aback, then smiled gently, patted the seal open, and poured a glass of wine.
Bu Fang also poured a glass, raised the wine glass and lightly touched Ji Chengxue, and said, "I wish you the best of luck."
"Hahaha, thank you Boss Bu, can today's meal be free? Or discounted?" Ji Chengxue drank the wine in his glass and chuckled softly.
Bu Fang glanced at him lightly, and refused expressionlessly, "No."
The next step is to turn around and return to the kitchen, and start cooking other dishes.
Footsteps were heard again in the alley, and three figures approached slowly.
"The Third Highness is so elegant, you came so early." Xiao Meng bowed slightly to Ji Chengxue with a straight face, behind him were Xiao Xiaolong and Xiao Yanyu.
Xiao Yanyu's complexion improved a lot, it seems that the purple ginseng chicken soup had an effect.
"General Xiao laughed. Isn't this going to go to war tomorrow? I'm going to eat Boss Bu's food for the last time, so as not to be greedy in the army." Ji Chengxue chuckled, prepared a cup for Xiao Meng, and poured it a glass of wine.
Xiao Meng was silent for a while, sighed lightly, and took Ji Chengxue's glass of wine.
The two sat down and drank together.
Ouyang Xiaoyi reported to Bu Fang the names of the dishes ordered by everyone in the Xiao family, and Bu Fang signaled that he knew.
A series of fragrant dishes were brought out by Ouyang Xiaoyi and placed on the dining table. These were ordered by Ji Chengxue. It was very pleasant to eat delicious dishes while drinking.
"General Xiao, I wonder how my sister is doing recently?" Ji Chengxue took a sip of wine, looked at Xiao Meng with complicated eyes, and said.
Xiao Meng frowned slightly, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, exhaled lightly, and said sadly: "It's still the same, in a state of suspended animation, the imperial doctor can't figure out why, it's been three years, and I don't know When will Ru'er wake up?"
"Sister Jiren has her own destiny, she will wake up one day." Ji Chengxue comforted her.
Ji Ru'er, Ji Chengxue's sister, Xiao Meng's wife, Xiao Yue's mother... Three years ago, Xiao Yue took his mother's blood and blood to sacrifice the sword, comprehended the true meaning of swordsmanship, and made Ji Ru'er fall into a coma. Now three years have passed, Ji Ru'er still showed no sign of waking up.
In the past three years, Xiao Meng has searched all over the Qingfeng Empire for miracle doctors just to be able to rescue Ji Ru'er, but he has never been able to do so.
Because of this matter, he, who is a seventh-rank war saint, has gray hair, which is unbelievable for a person with such a high level of cultivation.
"Actually, I don't dare to expect too much. Although Ru'er is in a coma, she hasn't died. This is already a good thing for me. I came here today just to ask Boss Bu if there is a way to wake up Ru'er. I am also dead. The horse is a living horse doctor." Xiao Meng confessed and told Ji Chengxue the purpose of his visit this time.
Ji Chengxue nodded, Bu Fang's medicinal diet can make the life force drain so badly that Xiao Yanyu, who was almost dead, recovered, it might not be able to wake up her sister who had been sleeping for three years.
He couldn't help feeling a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking and drank one after another. During this period, Xiao Meng only told Ji Chengxue something about the expedition.
Although Ji Chengxue is the prince, he is the third son after all, and his mother is just a concubine in the harem, her status is not noble, not as good as the crown prince Ji Chengan and Prince Yu Ji Chengyu, the emperor also doesn't like him, if there is no brother-in-law Xiao Meng , Ji Chengxue may have been killed by the prince and King Yu long ago.
The royal family has no relatives, this is not a casual talk.
"You must protect your own safety when you go out to the sect in the outer domain. You have to remember that although the emperor doesn't think highly of you, you will always be a prince, a noble prince." Xiao Meng said seriously.
Ji Chengxue nodded lightly and raised her head to drink.
While the two were drinking and chatting, there was a coughing sound outside the door, and an old figure in brocade robes slowly walked into the small shop.
Ji Chengxue and Xiao Meng's gazes naturally fell on the person who came, their faces froze immediately, and then their eyes tightened, full of disbelief.