After drinking it, I still want to drink it.

It's not just one person, it's a lot of people.

It's scary!

People's tastes are different, and no meal can be liked by everyone. What's more, Yuanshan Dao is not an ordinary person, they are monks.

And they are not ordinary monks, they are basically enlightened.

The Enlightenment Realm is the last level of the human level, and at this level, let alone ordinary people, it is already very different from the Tongmai Realm cultivators who are only one level lower. If conditions permit, many people have begun to eat pure and spiritual food.

Ordinary meals are no longer attractive to them.

Now Yuanshan Dao said that he was obsessed with an ordinary soup food.

Naturally, it is not an addictive thing, and the cultivators of the Enlightenment Realm have a very keen perception of their own body, and it is impossible to say anything that is harmful to the body, and they don't know it yet.

Inexistent!

There is no harm to the body, but they never forget it, and they want to eat a second meal.

There's only one reason for that!

Good for the body!

However, the problem is here, they don't feel it, what is the benefit to the body!

Gan Congshi may know better, but even if he did, the old guy couldn't have said it, and it was the same if they were replaced.

Cheng Shaoan pondered for a while, then suddenly shook his head and smiled: "I want to taste this for you, so let's do it, Lao Yuan, you lead the way, and the two of us will go and eat that soup cake today." ”

Midday.

County seat, North Street.

Standing not far from a two-story building facing the street, Cheng Shaoan raised his head slightly.

"Tongfu Building. He softly read the name of the signboard in his mouth, and then looked at the very lively crowd, "Tongfulou, interesting." Lao Yuan, this signboard of Tongfu Building is a good match with my Bajitang. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. Yuan Shandao chuckled, "In just a few days, this Tongfu Building has already opened all over the entire county town of Annan, and once any one opens, within three days, it will be like this one." ”

Saying this, Yuan Shan Dao slightly gestured with his chin to the many people who came in and out on the other side, and then said:

"Such a good dish, there is no reason for it to be eaten alone by the county guard. ”

"Sihaimen talked to us the day before yesterday and said that they would go to the county guard mansion together to walk around, because you haven't left the customs yet, so this matter has been postponed for the time being. ”

"Sihaimen? Cheng Shaoan had an inexplicable smile on his face, "Lao Yuan, let's go, let's eat first." ”

As soon as the two entered the door, they were invited to the second floor.

"Honorable guest, please upstairs!"

The one who greeted the guest was a cultivator of the Qi Condensation Realm.

This is Beizheng Street, and any shop, or anyone who visits the store, is inseparable from the big and small forces in the city.

The Qi Condensation cultivator who welcomed the guests didn't know Cheng Shao'an and Yuanshan Dao, but from the momentum of the two, it was never difficult to recognize that both of them were higher-level cultivators, and they were in high positions.

He bent over, stretched out his hands, and posed very low.

On the second floor, there is a seat near the window.

The same soup cakes, this is not the same as the previous stall in the sales in the Fu Lou.

The soup is still the same soup, but it is served in a very particular green leaf bowl.

The soup cake was no longer a whole, but had been cut into small pieces of moderate size, neatly stacked on top of each other in a safflower dish with a green leaf bowl.

Of course, their prices are not the same.

Before, when I was at the stall, the price of a bowl of soup and two cakes was 12 yuan, that is, 12 copper plates.

And now, no more, no less, the price has multiplied tenfold.

The same serving, one hundred and twenty dollars.

Although ordinary people who are idle can still afford to eat, they can no longer afford to eat every day, and after eating, most of them will have a toothache.

As for the first people who visited the stall on East Street before, the vast majority of them will never be able to eat this soup cake again, even if they want to.

One hundred and twenty dollars.

This price has silently drawn out its diners' grade.

In fact, even ordinary people will not lack this one hundred and twenty yuan, but they will not lack this one hundred and twenty yuan, which is a completely different concept from taking out this money to eat every day.

"All the Tongfu buildings are at this price. Yuanshan Dao introduced Cheng Shaoan in a low voice.

Cheng Shaoan nodded, but his attention was already completely attracted by the soup in front of him.

Lao Yuan is right, this soup is really fragrant!

It's so fresh, too!

Before I drank it, the freshness was already mixed with the fragrance, which made people hungry.

And the fragrance, although rich, is not annoying, it does not give people a feeling of "over" at all, but makes people feel that it should be like this, this is the purest fragrance!

"Interesting, really interesting!" Cheng Shao'an muttered, then simply leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Smell, smell, feel.

And in the process, his face gradually became solemn.

It's not that he feels anything, but it is precisely that, as Yuanshan Dao said, he also doesn't feel anything!

Cheng Shaoan is a man in the ground.

No matter which level of the ground ladder you are, as long as you step into the ground level, you will be another world, and in that level, the perception of the body has reached an almost subtle level!

They will know the quality of the external environment.

As for what is eaten and drunk into the body, good and bad, it is even more clear, and there is no ambiguity.

But at this time, he can only say to this soup: "Okay!"

What's so good, I don't know.

It's good.

It doesn't even seem to be anything better.

Cheng Shao'an has eaten spiritual food, more than once, in fact, the place where he sits every day is a spiritual place in the Eight Pole Mountains.

Although it is said that the spiritual land is not a spiritual realm, and it is far inferior to the spiritual realm, in the end, it still occupies a "spiritual realm", and in that small spiritual land, he opened a vegetable field with his own hands, planted some vegetables and vegetables, and even a few fruit trees.

His daily diet is those vegetables and vegetables.

At this moment, drinking this soup, Cheng Shaoan instinctively compared this soup with those vegetables.

If you talk about aura or something, this soup is naturally completely inferior to those vegetables.

After advancing to the ground level, Cheng Shaoan has always felt that ordinary food is rough and dirty, and only the products produced by the spiritual land can be regarded as worthy of the entrance.

This is not just his opinion, but the opinion of almost all people in the Level.

But at this time, after instinctively comparing the two, Cheng Shaoan came to a conclusion that made him strange and even a little terrifying-

Drinking food that should be coarse and muddy is like drinking a glass of water.

A glass of water.

On the contrary, the product of the spiritual land, which I used to think was very good, now that I think about it, I feel that there is an inexplicable roughness!

Completely abandoning the cake in the safflower dish, Cheng Shaoan just drank the soup.

Taste it slowly.

One bite, one bite, another bite.

Until the bowl of soup was drunk cleanly by him.

"Hall Master?" both of them finished the soup, and after sitting down for a while, Yuan Shan Dao asked in a low voice.

"Let's go. Cheng Shaoan just said this.

Wonshan Dao followed behind him a little puzzled.

When he got out, Cheng Shaoan suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and then asked Yuan Shandao: "Old Yuan, what color is this day?"

"Blue. Wonshan Dao replied a little inexplicably.

"Why blue?" asked Cheng Shao'an again.

"There's no why, it's blue. Yuanshan Dao replied, and then wondered, "Hall Master, what do you mean ......?"

"I don't mean anything. Cheng Shaoan waved his hand, and then said, "Forget it, let's go." ”