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Chapter 13 Egg Fried Rice or Egg Fried Elixir?

Fangfang Shop became lively for the first time.

Because of the incident of a hundred people running naked, Fang Fang's shop was finally learned by the neighbors around. Although everyone complained about the remote location of the shop, the neighbors still stepped into the shop with curiosity.

An aunt holding a little kid who was still squirting into Fangfang's shop. The narrow store was very clean and the spotless dust on the table showed the owner's care and the environment was very warm, giving people a sense of comfort.

In terms of decoration, this is a high-quality shop.

"Oh, boss, is there anything delicious here? The decoration of your store is so inexplicable, it is comparable to the private room of Fengxianlou!" The aunt wiped the child in her arms, wiped the clothes casually, and said to Bu Fang.

Bu Fang stared at the aunt's hand with a expressionless face.

"It's like you've been to a place like Fengxianlou. Women, you know how to brag!" The old man was displeased and snorted disdainfully.

The aunt was immediately furious, putting down the little furry in her arms, putting her hands on her hips, and widening her eyes, intending to fight with the old man for 300 rounds.

"Ahem, two customers, if you want to order food, the recipe is behind you. If you want a real person duel, please go outside the shop." Bu Fang said lightly, interrupting the upcoming battle between the two neighbors.

The aunt snorted coldly, thinking that it was in someone else's store, so she stopped arguing. She turned around and looked at the recipe, murmured: "I think you are a good guy, and it's not easy to run a restaurant. The aunt will support your business and get one..."

The aunt suddenly couldn't speak, staring at the recipe with a dizzy face, and her lips trembled violently!

The old man was confused, and turned his head and saw the aunt's terrible look. He also followed his eyes and almost vomited an old blood.

"My God! A bowl of fried rice with eggs and one Yuan crystal? A stack of fried vegetables with one hundred gold coins?! Why don't you rob it?!" The old man was so scared that his beard almost trembled.

The aunt's fat body also shook, and her voice was sharp, "Young man, you are not authentic! Who dares to come to have a meal at your price?"

The old man and the old man who were supposed to have conflicts became united in hatred and pointed the finger at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang was calm and calm, with a expressionless face.

"Shop pricing has its own pricing rules. If you want to eat, order food. If you don't eat, please leave."

As a chef who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, Bu Fang has his own pride.

The aunt looked at Bu Fang like a madman, pulled the little kid who was still snotting and left in a hurry. The old man also walked out of the shop with his back hunched and shook his head.

Bu Fang was not concerned about this. This situation was already under his expectations. The price of the restaurant in the small shop was destined to lose many customers, because not everyone could afford such a terrible price.

Most people enter the shop like aunties, and then leave.

People come quickly and go quickly.

The lively Fangfang Shop has returned to the cold again, and basically no one is willing to spend here.

Xiao Xiaolong took the young man into the small restaurant.

He looked a little excited. My sister was not here today, so the Yuanjing she brought should be enough to eat an enhanced egg fried rice, right?

The enhanced egg fried rice must reach the third-grade warrior before ordering food. This shows that this egg fried rice is absolutely extraordinary. At that time, the ordinary egg fried rice made his cultivation breakthrough. The enhanced egg fried rice must not let him take off!

"Xiaolong, do you mean that the fried rice in this small restaurant is delicious?" The young man stood with his hands behind his back, with an extraordinary temperament. He glanced at the shop and said lightly.

"Yes! Third Young Master, the egg fried rice in this small shop is the best egg fried rice I have ever tasted! Even my chef... Oh no! Even your chef, the cooked egg fried rice is much worse than what I have here!"

Xiao Xiaolong thought of the aroma of fried rice cooked in Qibufang, and squinted his eyes and enjoyed his face.

The third young master was slightly surprised and could get such a high evaluation from Xiao Xiaolong. His chef was not an ordinary chef, but he was not as good as the fried rice from the remote restaurant in front of him?

The third young master suddenly became interested and turned to look at the recipe.

The price that was so high that ordinary people could almost unbearable made the third young master slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows, and an incredible look on his handsome face.

"Do you pay for the fried rice here with Yuanjing? The enhanced version of the fried rice with ten Yuanjing? It also stipulates the cultivation level of the orderer?"

The pricing and rules on this recipe completely refreshed the world view of the three young masters. It turns out that egg fried rice can be sold like this.

"San Jung-in, don't believe it. My sister ate the enhanced egg fried rice yesterday and went into seclusion today! Her true qi cultivation has been directly improved by a small level!" Xiao Xiaolong said.

"Oh? So magical?" The third young master was surprised. Xiao Yanyu's cultivation was a fourth-grade battle spirit, just a bowl of fried rice... Can a fourth-grade battle spirit achieve a cultivation improvement?

Then is this still fried rice with eggs? Is it a fried elixir?

"Boss, let's have an enhanced version of fried rice with eggs. Your cultivation level is enough, and there is no need to be tested." The third young master said gently to Bu Fang, who was standing not far away.

"I'll also give you an enhanced version of fried rice with eggs!" Xiao Xiaolong said hurriedly, but his words were interrupted by the third young master.

The third young master squinted his eyes and touched Xiao Xiaolong's head with a soft smile on his face, "Xiaolong, how many Yuan crystals have you brought?"

Xiao Xiaolong's face suddenly froze. Why are these words so familiar?

"Ten...ten!"

"Yeah, that's enough."

Xiao Xiaolong looked at the money bag embroidered with peonies in the third young master's hand with an indescribable face. He felt that ten thousand invisible arrows pierced into his heart.

"Next time, I'll give you enough food." The third young master smiled and said, "I forgot to bring my money when I was going out for a walk today."

Xiao Xiaolong's eyes were filled with tears. Why is it so difficult to eat a bowl of fried rice with eggs?

"Boss, come a portion of dry noodles and stir-fried vegetables."

Bu Fang had no expression and nodded.

"A portion of enhanced egg fried rice, a portion of dry noodles, and a portion of stir-fried vegetables. OK, please wait." Bu Fang repeated it, and then turned around and entered the kitchen.

Xiao Xiaolong and the third young master found a seat to sit down. The elegant environment made the third young master very satisfied.

"I didn't expect that there was such an elegant small restaurant in the imperial capital. I had never discovered it before. Hum? Where is the puppet of one pair of hundreds just now?" The third young master glanced around and said.

He had a deep impression of Xiaobai. It is indeed rare to see a puppet that is so spiritual.

Qianlong Continent is a world where many sects are everywhere and empires are honored. Here the empire is orthodox, and neither the righteous sect nor the demon sect are recognized.

The emperor of the Qingfeng Empire, Emperor Changfeng, reigned for more than 70 years, implemented a policy of recruitment for the sects. The recruitment sects broke up and incorporated them into the army. The emperors of the sects who were not convinced were sent to conquer the recruitment.

The Qingfeng Empire was established for more than a thousand years. It was an era when the country was established. At that time, the sects were in chaos and life were in vain. With more than a thousand years of development, the sects gradually weakened under the glory of the empire. After two failures of the "sect uprising", they were completely suppressed by the court.

Today, the Qianlong Continent has a decline in sects, and only hundreds of sects remain in the world. Compared with the ten thousand sects in the glorious era, it is indeed miserable.

Among the hundreds of sects that only exist in the world, only ten sects remained still surviving under the pressure of the empire.

The third young master once encountered a declining sect. The sect was studying puppet art. He had already mastered the research on puppets. He was wondering whether the puppets in this small shop would have any connection with this sect.

However, Xiaobai's appearance is completely different from the puppet studied by the sect, and there is no real energy flowing in Xiaobai's body, so it is unlikely that Bu Fang is the remnant of the sect.

Just as he was thinking about the problem, a strong fragrance suddenly wafted out of the kitchen.

The fragrance passed through his face like silk, causing the third young master to open his eyes widened, and he felt hungry in his belly.

"It smells so good!" he sighed.

Xiao Xiaolong has long been addicted to the ocean of fragrance, his eyes are blurred.

The fragrance alone is comparable to the food cooked by his chefs, and it is even better.

After a long time, a slender figure walked out of the kitchen.

Bu Fang held a bowl of blue and white porcelain plate expressionlessly, and the rich fragrance enveloped the porcelain plate.

"Please use your enhanced egg fried rice slowly."

Bu Fang placed the blue and white porcelain plate in front of the third young master, said lightly, and then turned back to the kitchen.

The third young master took a deep breath, and a fragrance poured into his abdomen through his nose, seducing his greed, and the feeling of hunger came in like a tide.

The rich aroma condensed on the porcelain plate but did not dissipate. As he scooped the first spoonful of fried rice, the condensed aroma dissipated with a bang, like an aroma bomb exploded.
Chapter completed!
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