MTL - Gourmet of Another World-Chapter 13 Egg fried rice or egg fried remedy?

The Fangfang store was busy for the first time.

Because of the hundreds of naked and rushing events, the Fangfang store was finally known by the surrounding neighborhoods. Although everyone spit out the location of this small shop, but with curiosity, the neighborhoods have stepped into the store.

Aunt holding a small baby who is still blowing his nose into the Fangfang store, the small storefront is very clean, the desk is clean and the store owner's care, the environment is very warm, giving a comfortable Sense.

From the decoration, this is a good quality store.

"Hey, boss, is there anything delicious here? The decoration of your shop is really nothing to say, it is comparable to the box of Fengxianlou!" Aunt wiped the nose for the child in her arms and casually dressed in her clothes. After rubbing it, I said to the step.

The step stared at the aunt's hand and looked blank.

"It's the same place you used to go to Fengxianlou. Women, you know how to brag!" The old man was not happy, and he snorted with disdain.

The aunt suddenly fried his hair, put down the little hairy child in his arms, and put his hands on his hips. His eyes widened and he planned to fight the old man for three hundred rounds.

"Cough, two customers, if you want to eat, the recipe is behind the two, if you want a real person to show up, please go outside the store." Steps said faintly, interrupted the two outbreaks of the block.

Aunt snorted and thought that it was in someone else's shop, so she didn't continue to argue. Turning around was to look at the recipe. The mouth still whispered: "I see you guys are good, it is not easy to run a restaurant, aunt. Support your business, just come to a..."

The aunt suddenly said nothing, and looked at the recipe with a sullen face, and the mouth was mammoth!

The old man was wondering in his heart. He turned his head and saw the aunt’s **** look. He also looked at his eyes and almost did not spit out the old blood.

"My God! A bowl of egg fried rice, a Yuanjing? A stack of fried green vegetables, a hundred gold coins?! Why don't you rob you?!" The old man's scared beard was quickly smashed.

The body of the aunt is also shaking and shaking, and the scorpion is sharp. "You guys are not authentic! You price, who dares to eat?!"

Originally, the contradictory grandfather and aunt actually became enemies, and they all aimed at the steps.

The steps are indifferent and faceless.

“Small store pricing has its own pricing rules. If you want to eat, order it. If you don’t eat, please leave.”

As a kitchen **** who wants to stand at the top of the fantasy world food chain, he has his pride.

Aunt looked like a madman and looked at the steps. He pulled the little baby who was still blowing his nose and hurried away. The old man was also a camel and shook his head out of the store.

Step by step does not care about this, this situation has long been in his expectation, the price of the store is destined to lose a lot of customers, because not everyone can consume such a terrible price.

Most people enter the store as well as the aunt, and the ghosts snorted and left.

People come fast and go fast.

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

Xiao Xiaolong walked into the small restaurant with the young man.

His expression is a little excited. Today, my sister is not there. The Yuanjing that I bring should be enough to eat a thickened egg fried rice.

The enhanced version of the egg fried rice must be repaired to achieve the three-product war madness before you can order, which shows that this egg fried rice is absolutely extraordinary. At that time, the ordinary egg fried rice was made a breakthrough for his cultivation, this enhanced version of the egg fried rice that still Don't let him take off!

"Xiaolong, you mean that the egg fried rice in this small restaurant is delicious?" The young man stood up with his hands and temperament. He swept the store and looked faint.

"Yeah! Sangongzi, this restaurant's egg fried rice is the best egg fried rice I have ever eaten! Even my family's chef... Oh no! Even your chef, boiled egg fried rice is better than here. It’s all a lot worse!”

Xiao Xiaolong thinks of the scent of the fried rice with the egg cooked by the step, and squints his eyes and enjoys his face.

Sangongzi was slightly surprised, but he was able to get such a high evaluation of Xiao Xiaolong. The chef of his family was not an ordinary chef, but he couldn’t compare with the egg fried rice in this remote shop.

Sangong suddenly came to interest and turned to look at the recipe.

The price that was so high that the average person could barely bear the price made the three sons slightly surprised, and raised an eyebrow. The handsome face showed an incredible amount of incredible.

“Is the egg fried rice here paid with Yuanjing? Strengthened version of the egg fried rice ten yuan crystal? Also stipulates the level of the eater?”

The pricing and rules on this recipe completely refreshed the world view of Sangongzi. The original egg fried rice can also be sold like this.

"Don't believe it, my sister ate the enhanced version of the egg fried rice yesterday, and closed it today! Her true gas repair has directly raised a small grade!" Xiao Xiaolong said.

"Oh? This is magical?" The three sons were amazed. Xiao Yanyu's cultivation was four spirits, and a bowl of egg fried rice. Can a four-product warrior be upgraded?

Is this still egg fried rice? Is it an egg fried medicine?

"Boss, come to an enhanced version of egg fried rice, and the repairs underneath are enough, no need to check." San Gongzi said gently toward the cold and standing steps.

"I also come to a enhanced version of egg fried rice!" Xiao Xiaolong hurried, but his words were interrupted by the three sons.

San Gongzi blinked and touched Xiao Xiaolong's head with a soft smile. "Little Dragon, how many Yuanjing did you bring?"

Xiao Xiaolong’s face suddenly became awkward. Why is this discourse familiar?

"Ten... ten!"

"Well, that's enough."

Xiao Xiaolong looked at the money bag embroidered with peony in the hands of San Gongzi. He felt that there were 10,000 invisible arrows piercing his heart.

"The next time I ask you to eat enough." San Gongzi smiled and said: "Go out today and forget to bring money."

Xiao Xiaolong’s eyes are full of tears. How can it be so difficult to eat a bowl of fried rice?

"Boss, come with a dry noodles and a stir-fried greens."

Stepless expression, nodded.

"An enhanced version of egg fried rice, a dry noodles, a stir-fried greens. Ok, please wait a moment." The step was repeated, and then he turned and entered the kitchen.

Xiao Xiaolong and San Gongzi found a position to sit down, and the elegant environment made Sangongzi very satisfied.

"I didn't expect that there was such an elegant small restaurant in the Imperial Capital. I have never found it before. Well, what about the one-hundreds of squats?" The three sons looked around.

He was very impressed with Xiao Bai, and he was so rare that he was so rare.

The Qianlong Continental is a world dominated by ancestral temples. The empire is the world of esteem. The empire is the orthodox here. No matter whether it is the right lord or the lord, it is not recognized.

The emperor of the Qing Dynasty empire, Changfeng Emperor reigned for more than 70 years, and implemented the Zhao'an policy for Zongmen. The ancestral gates of Zhao'an were scattered and incorporated into the army, and the emperor who refused to accept Zhao'an was sent to the army.

The Qingfeng Empire founded the country for more than a thousand years. When the country was founded, it was an era of sectarianism. At that time, there was a constant battle between the sects of the sects. The name was not alive. With the development of more than a thousand years, Zongmen was under the glory of the empire. Gradually weakened, after undergoing two "Zongmen Uprising" failures, it was completely suppressed by the court.

Today's Qianlong continent, Zongmen style, only a few hundred of the door to the world, compared to the glory of the Wanzong dynasty, it is indeed miserable.

Among the hundreds of gates that existed in the world, only the top ten gates are still lingering under the pressure of the empire.

Sangongzi once encountered a declining sect, and the study of the sect was the technique of shackles. The study of 傀儡 has long been fascinating. He wondered if the shackles in this shop would have anything to do with this door. contact.

However, the appearance of Xiaobai is completely different from that studied by the door, and there is no real airflow in the small white body, so it is unlikely that the step is the door.

Just as he was thinking about the problem, there was a strong aroma in the kitchen.

The aroma like silk crossed his face, so that the three sons suddenly opened their eyes, and the hunger in the belly was alive.

"It's so sweet!" he exclaimed.

Xiao Xiaolong has long been obsessed with the scent of the ocean, his eyes narrow.

This scent alone is enough to match the food cooked by his chef, and even wins.

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

Step by step, holding a bowl of blue and white porcelain plates, the rich fragrance is shrouded above the porcelain plate.

"Your enhanced version of egg fried rice, please use it slowly."

Step by step, the blue and white porcelain plate was placed in front of the three sons, faintly said, then turned back to the kitchen.

San Gongzi took a deep breath and a scent poured into his belly along the nose, seduce his mites, and the hunger invaded like a tide.

The rich aroma condensed on the top of the porcelain plate, and as he slammed the first scoop of egg fried rice, the aroma of the coagulation was smashed away, like an aroma bomb exploded.

The raging aroma instantly hit the three sons.