It's a pity that half of it was burned by the old woman who picked up the garbage, which made Jin Feng's heart ache.

But if the old woman didn't burn this thing, Jin Feng wouldn't be able to smell the unique smell of rhino horn, and he wouldn't be able to pick up this big leak.

A drink and a peck, there is a fixed number.

Jin Feng held the rhinoceros horn for a while, and finally even he felt that it was too mysterious, smiled bitterly, turned around and began to concoct another secret ingredient.

Weighing the electronic scales in the store, the half-remnant rhinoceros horn was impressively 126 grams.

The purchase price of those big pharmacies in the International Trade Wholesale Center of Medicinal Materials is 3,001 grams.

This rhino horn can be sold for 370,000.

However, Jin Feng didn't make up his mind to sell it, if he wanted to sell it, he would sell half of it at most, and the rest would be used to dispense medicine and polish his body.

Li Yixue stayed until five o'clock in the afternoon, washing all the guys and everything, even the smoky yellow tiles in the store.

In the small shop, roses were fragrant all afternoon, a taciturn boy and a beautiful girl with a poor background, chatting without a word, full of the warmth of home.

Zhou Miao came down from the attic, and when she saw Li Yixue, she immediately sank her face and shouted coldly, "Broom star." Get lost. ”

Li Yixue smiled softly at Zhou Miao, took off her apron and said goodbye to Jin Feng gently.

Jin Feng took a chicken out and put it on, and asked Li Yixue to take it back for the kidnapper to eat.

Zhou Miao's attitude towards Li Yixue has always been like this, if it weren't for this vixen, the four brothers would not have been broken up alive, and their own would not have become crippled.

Ten minutes after Li Yixue left, Jin Feng unveiled the two soup pots, and in an instant, the rich fragrance of medicinal herbs rose into the air and spread in all directions.

Jin Feng took the prepared sauce out of the freezer, and Zhou Miao was in charge of the braised snacks.

The two brothers, one outside and one inside, sat quietly, waiting for the unknown result.

A black Mercedes-Benz SUV drove past the door at a rapid pace, but after three seconds, it came to a firm stop twenty meters ahead.

Then, the Mercedes reversed.

The windows rolled down.

"Huh!"

"Crane bones. ”

"Hey. It's really well written. ”

"Print it. ”

"How can anyone write so well. ”

"Yo!"

"Braised chicken in the palace, Daozu fairy pot. ”

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The car door opened, and two men came down first, escorting a young man down.

The man is only in his twenties, about 1.75 meters tall, with broken hair on his head, angular sunglasses on his face, and a sci-fi style.

Wearing a black printed casual T-shirt, a pair of khaki slacks underneath, and a pair of white casual leather shoes underneath.

There is a white jade brand hanging around the neck, which looks oily and shiny, and the pulp is quite thick.

On his left hand, he wears a dark gold watch, which has several functions that are dazzling.

The right hand is wrapped around a bracelet of Qi Nanxiang.

Qi Nanxiang, that is the most precious agarwood, there is no one.

The string of water agarwood bracelets in the hands of Ge Junxuan, the diamond young master of Jincheng, can only rank second.

The man was born with his own aura, and when he stood on the ground at will, he invisibly became the focus of the whole world.

There is an indescribable temperament, and his face is also extremely handsome, with thin lips pursed, eyes like electricity, and extraordinary instruments.

got out of the car, stood in front of the light box and looked at it for ten seconds, and said without looking back: "Xiaobai, what do you think?"

Behind the man, a white-clothed pseudo-girl-like man appeared, with a white body, long hair tied up, and a face as white as jade, a little sickly white.

"The secret chicken of the palace, the immortal pot of the Taoist ancestors. The tone is not small. ”

"Words, but good words. ”

The man sighed: "Even you said yes." ”

"That's good. ”

"I just don't know what it tastes like?"

The white-clothed puppet lady said softly: "The Yun family is waiting for us to eat." ”

The man disagreed, and said lightly: "I really don't want to eat the dinner of the person who is going to die." ”

The white-clothed pseudo-lady said lightly: "You don't listen to Xia Lao's arrangement?"

The man snorted and said in a man's voice.

"Then let them wait, I'll try this signature dish first. ”

The white-clothed pseudo-lady pouted: "Roadside stall, dirty." ”

The man didn't hear this, strolled onto the sidewalk, and said loudly: "Boss, bring one each of the braised chicken and the fairy pot." ”

"It smells so good. Hey. ”

As soon as the man moved, the two outer two boards also moved, not in a hurry or slowly, one left and one right followed the man.

After the man sat down, the two planks also stood in position, their heads turned slightly, one hand pressed their ears, and their feet immediately adjusted their positions.

The driver in the Mercedes-Benz off-road wears sunglasses and sits still like a robot, and the car is always in a starting state.

The white-clothed pseudo-lady frowned and looked at the surrounding environment, walked to the table, pulled out a large stack of paper, and wiped the table and bench again and again.

The man had already sat down, casually looked inside and outside the store a few times, pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhou Miao brought up the chopsticks and bowls, and said softly, "Boss." My brother said you two can't finish a chicken. Just ask you to order a fairy pot. ”

The man's eyebrows moved, he sighed, looked at Jin Feng in the store, and said with a smile: "Eat fresh." All on. ”

The sound is magnetic, special and deep.

Zhou Miao went back and said this to Jin Feng, and Jin Feng scooped a pot of immortal pot first.

The man took the chopsticks that the pseudo-mother had wiped countless times, gently flicked the soup pot, and laughed.

"It turns out that this is the fairy cauldron. ”

"Beef chowder. ”

Smelling the enticing aroma in the soup pot, the man blinked, picked out a piece of beef, sniffed hard, and nodded.

When he put it in his mouth, his face suddenly changed.

Tilting his head, he looked at the pseudo-mother, and his eyes lit up.

"Delicious. ”

Two simple words have overshadowed all the words.

Jin Feng brought the sauce over and put it down, and said softly: "Eat the dipping sauce, don't get hot." ”

The man nodded, dipped a beef intestine in the sauce, and when he put it into his mouth, his expression was already moving.

"Delicious. It's really good. ”

"Xiaobai, you taste it. The fairy pot lives up to its name. ”

The pseudo-mother frowned, picked up a piece with a disgusting face, licked it first, moved her eyes, and then took a bite gently, and suddenly widened her eyes.

"Where do you think you've eaten?"

Xiaobai dipped the sauce and tasted it again, only to feel that the pores of his whole body were erected.

"I still remember that last year in Longhu Mountain, the Zhang family seemed to have made a pot of fairy pots. ”

The man was stunned, chewing on the cooked beef tendons: "There is such a thing." ”

The chopsticks pointed at Xiaobai, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "This one is much better than that." ”

As he spoke, the movements in his hands were not slow, and with a few chopsticks in succession, there were not a few chowders left in the soup pot.

"What then. I remember what the Zhang family said at that time?"

Xiao Bai looked at the immortal cauldron, his tone was low, and he said softly: "Ancestor Zhang Daoling cultivated in Heming Mountain, supplemented by thirty-one kinds of medicinal materials to create immortal cauldrons, in order to make a disciple food supplement. It has been passed down for many years and is a secret that the Zhang family does not pass on. ”

The man hummed and gulped down the tripe: "That's true." ”

The chopsticks casually pointed to the soup pot a few times, took a sip of the soup, and suddenly felt that the whole person was about to float.

Mansheng said: "Zhang Laosan is exaggerating. This one is better than theirs. ”

"The rivers and lakes in the market, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger. ”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures of the soup pot: "Take a picture and send it to Zhang Lao Thirteen to see, and slap him in the face." ”

"Hah!"

Xiaobai said softly: "I like the words on the advertisement. ”

The man smiled and said casually: "Thin Golden Heavenly Bone Crane Body, the word of the King of the Dead Country, what is there to like." ”

"It's not like you don't have nothing. ”

Xiaobai glanced at the man: "That aunt's thing, do you think, I can see it at a glance and a half?"

The man laughed, revealing his snow-white teeth, like the warm monsoon of the Pacific Ocean in March.

"Huh. Quite right. That aunt ...... Tsk......"

At this time, Jin Feng brought a large basin over, and the basin was filled with a four-pound secret braised chicken.

Seeing such a big chicken in front of him, the man was also stunned, and said with a smile: "Boss." You've got plenty of chickens. ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "I told you, you can't finish eating." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I really can't finish eating." ”

When Jin Feng came over with the secret material, the man was holding the chicken leg and gnawing hard, his hands were covered with oil, but he didn't care.

The appearance of eating is extremely indecent, compared with the temperament that he just came out of the dust, he has completely changed a person.

"Eat slowly. It's all you ordered. ”()

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