Su Ning had scallion noodles, Joel had fried buns, and Meng Qingyan had hot and sour noodles. It was a different breakfast for everyone.

Lu Ding'an is still practicing and can't eat.

People sit side by side, all within the visible range of outsiders, and then perform mukbang.

Among them, Meng Qingyan ate the most vigorously, eating big mouthfuls, and what she ate was the hot and sour noodles with the strongest flavor.

Su Ning was very happy when she caught a glimpse of the people who were about to make a move. She believed that before long, some people would be unable to bear it any longer.

After all, the taste of the food in Dream Restaurant is completely unexpected.

There is one thing, this person got up too early.

She opened the door a little after midnight, that is, at half past seven, because she thought it was just right, but as a result, local people gathered around to watch them. Looking at other places, it felt like they had been open for a long time.

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When she opened the door, she heard someone muttering: "They are too lazy to open the door at midnight. I was so early that I came here at midnight."

Su Ning: "..."

She was ashamed for a moment and then calmed down.

The monks outside all have good eyesight and a keen sense of smell. The defensive function of the Dream Restaurant did not prevent the spread of the smell, so it made a group of people secretly swallow their saliva.

Go? Or not?

‌Everyone was watching the battle that day. A monk with a rough face swallowed hard and cursed in an irritable voice: "Damn it, this smell is so enticing, the laborers can't stand it anymore!"

A man wearing the same clothes as him grabbed him and said, "Brother Zhuang! Don't be impulsive. Let's wait and see!"

The monk was pulled back, and he sighed helplessly and muttered: "I don't think he meant any harm."

"I don't mean to be malicious, but I have to wait first."

Obviously everyone thinks so, no one has moved so far.

Qian Quan couldn't help it anymore. He was a casual cultivator and no one was there to help him. He walked in directly and said in a loud voice: "Shopkeeper, can you order some food?"

Su Ning stood up immediately with a bright smile: "Of course, there is a menu here, what do you want to eat?"

She handed over the menu, and the original simplified Chinese characters for ‌ were changed to the Chinese character ‌ for this world. The picture was still the same as before, but the price was changed from soft girl coins to spiritual stones.

The unit price has been reduced tenfold.

That is, the original 200 yuan thing has become 20 lower spirit stones.

Su Ning estimated that at this price, the ingredients used in their restaurant were probably not high-end.

Thinking about it this way, she looked forward to the taste of the best ingredients in this world. It must be a delicious taste.

Although Qian Quan couldn't resist the temptation, he still had a sense of vigilance. When he took the menu, he looked at it defensively, for fear of danger.

But they did send me a simple piece of paper.

His heart dropped, but he felt safe again. He lowered his head to look at the paper, but his eyes widened slightly, and he said in surprise: "The painting on it is so vivid!"

Although the food was all new to him, looking at this, he felt that it might be the same as the real thing.

I really don’t know what kind of skilled craftsman drew this thing.

Su Ning smiled and said nothing, waiting quietly for him to order.

Qian Quan lowered his head and looked at it for a long time. They were all delicious to him at first glance. However, the price was a little expensive for a casual cultivator like him. So after thinking about it for a moment, he said: "That's it. Come on.

Two, have another piece of this."

He ordered two pan-fried buns and a bowl of hot and sour noodles.

Su Ning stretched out her hand: "Chenghui eleven low-grade spiritual stones."

"‌." Qian Quan had already recovered, because he went out neatly.

However, he was curious as to why the pan-fried buns only cost one spirit stone and five hot and sour noodles. After all, the pan-fried buns were so small.

Su Ning collected the money and sent someone to prepare the food.

Qian Quan found a place to sit down near the door so that he could escape easily, and then he was ready to wait for the food. Unexpectedly, within two minutes of sitting down, a young man came over with food.

He was a little surprised at the speed here, but he was quickly attracted by the fried buns and hot and sour noodles in front of him. At this glance, he also understood that the more expensive fried buns were obviously better than the hot and sour noodles.

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After figuring out the key, he no longer struggled. He picked up a bun and took a small bite, just like the alien.

The smooth and white outer skin of the bun was bitten open, revealing the meaty filling inside. After sniffing it carefully, Qian Quan felt something familiar, but couldn't place the name at the moment.

Waiting for him to take a bite and taste it carefully, the meat is delicate and tender, and the unique sauce enhances the taste, making it very delicious. Mixed with the soft and sweet outer skin of the bun, it is very delicious.

Qian Quan took a small bite first and was so satisfied that he immediately opened his mouth wide and stuffed the rest of the buns into his mouth. The browned skin at the bottom of the fried buns was very crisp, and it made a "click, click, click" sound when he took a bite.

It adds another layer of flavor to this soft bun.

When he finished eating with satisfaction, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered: "Shopkeeper, is this the first-order spiritual beast yellow pig?"

Su Ning thought about the things that appeared in the system's dimension mall. They were indeed yellow pigs. She nodded: "Yes."

Qian Quan smacked his tongue and said with envy: "Yellow pork is rough in texture and has a strong smell of mutton. The shopkeeper can make it so delicious. He is really a capable person."

Su Ning smiled sheepishly: "It's okay, okay."

Qian Quan admires the skills of the chef in this store, and also admires the shopkeeper for hiring such a chef. Of course, she has shown external strength. There is a little golden dragon at the door of her house, and there is also a person with obvious strength inside.

Man, he didn't have any other ideas.

After eating two pan-fried buns in one go, he felt a little full, so he started eating the hot and sour noodles that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

This thing is too exciting. He has never come into contact with it. It is red and bright. I heard that ordinary people in some places use chili peppers to keep out the cold. The effect is the same as wine, but monks don't need this. They are also not interested in the spicy spicy food.

Tasteless.

Now when he looked at the hot and sour noodles in front of him, he realized that he was indifferent and didn't use the right method.

Qian Quan picked up a chopstick, smelled the spicy but not pungent spicy taste, then opened his mouth wide and ate it.

A spicy, sour and salty taste hits the tip of the tongue, and the vermicelli is soft and chewy. Mixed together, the whole body feels comfortable. Even though the hairs on my hair stood up at first because of the taste, I fell in love with it in a short period of time.

This taste.

tasty!

The taste is more exciting than the pan-fried buns. People with a strong temper will probably like this.

Qian Quan finished a bite, looked at the rich soup, took a sip from the hot bowl, then narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and said comfortably: "It's great!"

The sound was not concealed and was directly transmitted outside.

The person who had been seduced by his heroic eating method had his mouth watering and swallowed subconsciously. The person called Brother Zhuang looked at him for a long time, and when he was so stimulated, he simply shook off his brother.

With his arm, he rushed in and shouted: "Shopkeeper, bring me the menu!"

Even if there is a real problem, I won’t do the first one or two operations. After all, it’s not worth the effort!

Hu Zhuang's fierce face was filled with anticipation for delicious food.

The brother who was thrown away slapped his forehead in grief and anger, and sighed helplessly. If he had known better, he would have taken him away. Didn't this guy suffer a lot just for food?

However, they are all brothers in the same sect and cannot ignore death, so this man quickly went in.

Although he felt uneasy due to the restaurant's restrictions as usual, when he walked in and smelled the aroma of the food at close range, he couldn't help but have an appetite.

"Junior brother, we are here too. What do you want to eat?"

Hu Zhuang had just finished ordering when he saw his junior brother coming over. He immediately handed over the menu enthusiastically and expressed his surprise: "Look at the paintings above, they are so amazing!"

The junior brother looked at it, feeling slightly surprised, but he was still on guard. He only felt a chill on his back, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to other people. He nodded casually: "Just have one... this

Let’s have some scallion oil noodles.”

"Okay, senior brother, I'm treating you to a treat." Hu Qiang patted his chest generously and sent the spirit stone over.

The waiter took the money and went over quickly. When he came out again, the food they asked for was brought to them.

Junior Brother's eyes flashed and he suddenly asked: "Can you take it out to eat? I prefer to eat in a spacious place."

Su Ning glanced at the two of them and nodded: "Yes, but this thing cannot be damaged, otherwise you will be compensated according to the price."

"Of course."

He nodded repeatedly, then quickly picked up their trays and urged Hu Zhuang: "Brother, let's go out to eat and share it with everyone."

Hu Zhuang was unhappy just now. Wasn't he giving in? He felt so embarrassed, but when he heard this, he nodded cooperatively and went out with him.

After successfully walking out of the restaurant, his spiritual power returned to his body. The junior brother felt as if he had escaped from the dead. He did not dare to go far, so he found a place nearby, took out the table and chairs from the storage bag, and said:

"Senior brother, let's just eat this."

Hu Zhuang was still waiting for the person he wanted to share with, but when he saw that he was starting to eat, he frowned, guessing what he was thinking, and his face darkened slightly, but the junior brother did it for his own good, so he couldn't say anything, so he still sat down.

eat.

The crowd came out of the restaurant to eat, and the onlookers here also looked over, so everyone looked over. Several monks who knew them asked: "Brother Hu, is it safe inside? Do you feel any danger?"

Hu Zhuang picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the pig's trotters, and was intoxicated by the delicious food. Hearing this, he laughed heartily and said, "No, it's safe. The store seems to be a serious store."
To be continued...