Ji Chengxue's expectant gaze froze suddenly, and her face froze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He...... He actually rejected me!

Ji Chengxue was a little incredulous, he was a prince, the third prince of the empire, with a noble status, how many people would like to have anything to do with him, and now his personal invitation was ruthlessly refused.

In particular, the reasons for refusal......

"You're not qualified. ”

When he said this, with that expressionless face, Ji Chengxue felt as if an invisible arrow had pierced his heart.

However, Ji Chengxue's city mansion is not bad, although it was rejected, but he was not annoyed, he just smiled lightly.

"That's right, I'm the third prince...... It's really not enough to qualify. Ji Chengxue sighed a little lonely, as if she had been touched by something.

The Changfeng Emperor of the Qingfeng Empire has three sons, the eldest prince Ji Chengan was canonized as the crown prince as early as ten years ago, and the second prince Ji Chengyu was also named the prince by the Changfeng Emperor, only his third son Ji Chengxue seems to be very untreated by the Changfeng Emperor, and he is only a general in the army now.

Although the status of the general is already very high, compared with the eldest prince and the second prince, it is shabby.

"Three princes......" Xiao Xiaolong saw Ji Chengxue's lonely appearance, and opened his mouth worriedly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Chengxue.

"Boss Bu, if you don't want to be a chef below, have you ever thought about entering the imperial dining room of the palace and being the imperial chef for the emperor?"

"If you are not qualified, then the emperor should be qualified. Ji Chengxue chuckled.

Bu Fang glanced at him lightly and frowned, is this guy stupid?

"I don't want to be anyone's cook, not even the emperor, you want to eat, come directly, line up when you should be in line, pay when you should pay. ”

The step is to become a kitchen god standing at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, how can he be limited to become someone's chef.

Ji Chengxue was silent, Bu Fang refused to be his chef, he could understand it, but Bu Fang refused to be the emperor's chef, which was a little incredible.

Isn't the dream of all chefs in the world to enter the imperial dining room and become the emperor's imperial chef?

What is that Bufang's dream?

"The enhanced version of the egg fried rice is ten yuan crystals, pay the money, thank you. Bu said expressionlessly, too lazy to waste words with this prince.

"You have two hundred gold coins here. By the way, he also said to Xiao Xiaolong.

Ji Chengxue glanced at Bu Fang deeply, handed him ten yuan crystals, Xiao Xiaolong also paid two hundred gold coins, and then, the two left the shop.

A small shop that is only ten square meters and does not even have a plaque, with a big black dog lying at the door, a thin and slender and principled chef, a mysterious puppet, perfect cooking, and those high-grade ingredients that do not know the origin...... This small shop is full of mystery.

Ji Chengxue walked out of the shop, looked back at the shop, and the corners of her mouth curled, a little interesting.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the small shop became deserted again, and he sat down next to the lazy Xiao Hei again, and continued to bask in the sun.

However, the reputation of the small shop spread because of a farce by Sun Qixiang, and the high-priced dishes of the small shop began to be passed on to the entire imperial capital of the capital because of the fuss of the neighbors.

"There's a weird restaurant in that alley, I don't know if you've heard of it!"

"Do you mean that black-hearted restaurant that sells ten yuan crystals for a bowl of egg fried rice?"

"That boss is a fool, how can anyone eat it at that price? If his egg fried rice can be sold, I will eat all the baked cakes from my baked cake shop!"

......

There are always some rich people in this world, whose pursuits are different from ordinary people, and the way of looking at problems is also different from ordinary people.

The comfort of the step did not last long, and a few figures walked into the shop.

Bu Fang lazily shrunk back in his chair and glanced at the group of fat men who stepped into the small shop.

These fat men were dressed in gorgeous silk clothes, with gold rings on their big fingers, jade around their necks, and jade studded on their belts.

A group of maverick outbreaks, Bu Fang sighed in his heart.

"Boss! I heard that the vegetables in your small shop are very expensive! It is more expensive than Fengxian Lou, and our brothers believe that the more expensive they are, the better the quality, and if your food can satisfy our stomach, the price is not a problem." A fat man dressed in gorgeous clothes, gold and silver, shouted.

They crowded into the small shop, and actually took up seventy-seven, eighty-eight of the space of the small shop.

Bu Fang stood up expressionlessly and said, "What to eat?"

The fat man glanced at the recipe and squinted his eyes, the egg fried rice with ten yuan crystals still made this group of fat men with deep pockets gasp.

"Yes, your little shop is really awesome!Just give me an enhanced version of egg fried rice!" said the fat man.

"Tips: The eater of the enhanced version of egg fried rice needs to reach the three-grade battle mania, and it is best not to order it if the cultivation is not enough. Bufang said lightly.

"Ouch, our eldest brother Jin is a master of the imperial capital's 'light gong and a plum', how can it be that his cultivation is not a three-rank battle maniac! You just need to cook it!" The other fat men suddenly shouted.

The color of the steps remained unchanged, indifferent as water, he glanced at the fat man without a look, this figure has nothing to do with Yizhimei.

In the end, the group of fat people ordered three enhanced egg fried rice, four regular egg fried rice, seven dry noodles, and seven fried greens......

Even if he is as calm as a step, the corners of his mouth twitch, he is worthy of a big brother with this size, and he can really eat it!

It's a blessing to be able to eat, and Bufang likes people who can eat.

He stepped into the kitchen and immersed himself in the cooking, and in a few moments, the rich aroma came from the kitchen and wafted throughout the small shop.

"It's so fragrant! I've never smelled such fragrant egg fried rice!" the group of fat men narrowed their eyes in intoxication and sniffled violently.

They are looking forward to the dish more and more.

Just when this group of fat people was waiting to eat, at the door of the small shop, a slender and gentle, personable figure slowly came.

Zhao Ruge looked at the small shop with a pile of fat meat, and the look on his face twitched suddenly.

"How can there be so many people?" Zhao Ruge was a little surprised.

It's him. Zhao Ruge quickly recognized the identity of one of the fat men.

Jin Fatzi, whose full name is Jin Fugui, is a well-known outburst household in the imperial capital, and his family has a Yuanjing ore vein, so he is very rich.

The other fat men were also well-known rich men in the capital.

This bunch of guys actually came to eat in this little shop? Don't they feel like they've lost their identity?

"Let Jean, let me in. Zhao Ruge's paper fan was gentle, which made a fat man tremble and let out a slit.

Zhao Ruge squeezed into the small shop according to this slit, and just happened to meet the step party who walked out of the kitchen holding a bowl of egg fried rice.

The rich fragrance was like silk entwining, completely wrapping Zhao Ruge, making his whole person immersed in a fragrance bomb.

"Boss, serve the food, we can't wait!" shouted the fat on the fat man's face, and he couldn't wait.

"Your enhanced egg fried rice, please use it slowly. Bufang set up the egg fried rice, said lightly, and then turned around and planned to go back to the kitchen.

Zhao Ruge woke up from intoxication, and was surprised by Bufang's cooking skills, no wonder he was able to get lost in smoke and rain, this cooking skill is indeed extraordinary.

"Wait, cook me an enhanced egg fried rice first. Zhao Ruge said to Bu Fang angrily.

"Hey, dead thin man, do you understand if you come first and then come?" A fat man was immediately unhappy when he saw Zhao Ruge actually cutting in line, and shouted roughly.

Zhao Ruge glanced at the fat man with disdain, and sneered: "My son still needs to be behind you when he eats?

"Oh, I'm grumpy!" the fat man suddenly became angry. "Lao Tzu, the big boss of the Jinxiu Workshop in the capital, which onion is your kid?!"

"Under Zhao Ruge. Zhao Ruge said lightly, confident and proud.

Zhao Ruge, the son of Zuo Xiang, is extremely noble, as soon as this name came out, the fat man's words that were about to scold were suddenly stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened.

Then he glanced at Zhao Ruge stupidly, his face full of unwillingness.

Yes...... You're awesome, I won't fight with you.

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