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Chapter 90 Means!

Ye Jian pulled Xiaopang, who was still excited on his face and said, "Let's go, I'll help you shape the tensile and vein toughness."

Speechless all night.

When dawn came the next day, Ye Jian got up early.

Xiaopang and Aunt Chun were also getting up at the same time as him.

However, today's Xiaopang's face was slightly flushed, and he no longer had the previous morbidity.

Not only that, in addition to a slightly better expression, Xiaopang's body actually emitted a strong invisible fluctuation.

Just last night, Ye Jian pulled Xiaopang into the room and used blood Bodhi to temper the muscles and veins for Xiaopang.

Xiaopang not only strengthened his tendons and veins, but also used the energy contained in blood Bodhi to break through to the second level of warriors in one fell swoop. The speed of advancement made Ye Jian a little angry.

"Young Master, is the thing you said really OK?"

Xiaopang's face was blushing, staring at a drawing in his hand, and asked strangely with a frown.

"Don't worry, if we really rely on the three of us to run the restaurant, we wouldn't be busy. This is a trick I thought about after a long time of hard work. Don't worry."

Ye Jian was full of confidence. He had traveled from modern times and had never seen any operation plan.

Last night, Ye Jian thought for a long time. The hotel was so big that the three of them were absolutely too busy, so Ye Jian thought of modern hotpot.

Diners make whatever they want and add whatever seasonings they want.

The Tianwu Continent is prosperous and prosperous. It is not about the rare things everywhere, but it is not difficult to find some seasonings.

Xiaopang went there with the drawings, and Ye Jian ordered him to go find the best blacksmith in the city to build a double pot.

"Young Master, then I'll go ahead and get on the job."

Aunt Chun said something and went straight to the store to work hard.

As for Ye Jian, he went to the kitchen and prepared some ingredients.

An hour later, Xiaopang brought back more than ten exquisite mandarin duck pots, and Ye Jian also sliced ​​all the ingredients and prepared more than a hundred servings.

The sun gradually rose, and soon, another half an hour passed. Finally, Ye Jian Guan’s shop finally welcomed the first diner.

"Huh? Is Boss Ye not here? He actually wants Mr. Ye to come out to see the store himself?"

The person who came was a middle-aged man in the store. He seemed to know Ye Jian, but Ye Jian didn't know him.

"Haha, my father has something to do. I will leave the shop to handle the shop these days, and I'm asking this uncle for advice?"

Ye Jian smiled and said hello. With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the middle-aged man's cultivation was the fourth level of warriors.

"Hehe, Zhao Gang, just call me Zhao Gang."

When the middle-aged man was stunned, he reported his name.

"So it's Uncle Zhao, please come in, please come in!"

Ye Jian smiled and asked Zhao Gang to sit down, which made the latter look surprised and panic.

Nowadays, Ye Jian, a genius who has been widely circulated in Heishui City, may not know who he is, but Zhao Gang is one of the only few people who know some of the situations.

Ye Jian's attitude far exceeded Zhao Gang's expectations. For a moment, a warm fire rose directly in his heart.

"Uncle Zhao, today's Japanese store launches a new event."

Ye Jian said, Xiaopang took a double pot and put it on the table. At the same time, he added a piece of Warcraft fat paste to the bottom of the double pot.

Teng~!

The flames burned and immediately warmed the double pot.

Zhao Gang was slightly surprised and stared at the two-color soup in the pot coldly. The red soup was as hot as magma, and the white soup was as silent as agar. There were two soups, two different forms, but under the same heating conditions.

His body staggered slightly, and the boy took two steps back, his face slightly pale.

"You guys continue eating, continue eating!"
Chapter completed!
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