Zhao Ruge was wearing a slender white robe, his face was white, his black hair was fixed with a green hairpin, he was quite handsome, he stepped on a pair of leather boots, and his belt was inlaid with jade, noble and graceful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhao Ruge?!"

Sun Qixiang stood up embarrassedly, covered the important parts of his body with his hands, and looked at the handsome man in front of him with a gloomy face.

"I didn't expect Sun Dashao to have this kind of habit, Ruge is really eye-opening today. Zhao Ruge chuckled, her eyes were like tactful silk threads circulating around Sun Qixiang's body, and she opened her mouth with a strange expression.

Sun Qixiang's whole face almost turned red, and he turned his head to look at a small attendant behind Zhao Ruge, who was the one who followed him before.

He didn't pay attention to Zhao Ruge, but turned to the small shop in Bufang, and scolded loudly and viciously: "If Lao Tzu doesn't smash your small shop tomorrow, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Sun!"

After scolding, Sun Qixiang glanced at Zhao Ruge with slender eyes and said: "Zhao Dacaizi, the goddess of your dream is in that small restaurant, kindly remind you, this small restaurant is weird, and Xiao Da Beauty has a tendency to sink into it." ”

After Sun Qixiang finished speaking, he didn't look at Zhao Ruge's reaction, he had a gloomy face and swaggered away.

"Sinking?" Zhao Ruge's mouth curled slightly, and a smile full of meaning appeared on his handsome face, and he looked at the simple, cramped small restaurant in the alley.

A small restaurant opened in such a remote place would actually be consumed, and he was also the son and daughter of General Xiao, who was a noble person in the imperial capital, said that it was not a little weird, Zhao Ruge would not believe it.

Zhao Ruge, who was curious in his heart, walked towards the restaurant, wanting to see what magical places were inside.

However, before he reached the door, he saw the Xiao family brothers and sisters walking out of the restaurant, and the expressions on their faces seemed to be different.

Xiao Yanyu's heart was very uncalm at the moment, not because Bu Fang threw Sun Qixiang out of the shop, but because of the egg fried rice, after eating the enhanced egg fried rice, Xiao Yanyu found that the true qi in his body was actually boiling, increasing a lot, although it did not reach the level of breakthrough, but this improvement was already very considerable.

A bowl of enhanced egg fried rice can actually improve cultivation, and the effect is comparable to a four-grade pill, and compared to the pill, the taste of this egg fried rice is simply fluttering.

It's no wonder that it is said that it takes at least a third-grade battle maniac cultivation to order this enhanced version of egg fried rice, and the increase in the amount of true qi alone exceeds the total amount of the second-grade battle master, once the second-grade battle master eats food, not only can he not break through, but he will also be blown up by this sudden increase in the amount of true qi.

"Yanyu, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ruge saw Xiao Yanyu, a touch of softness flashed in his eyes, stepped forward, and asked softly.

Xiao Yanyu's whole person was immersed in the joy of cultivation growth, and he didn't pay attention to Zhao Ruge at all, Xiao Xiaolong stared at Zhao Ruge vigilantly, he didn't expect Zhao Ruge to appear here...... Could it be Sun Qixiang's letter from his grandson?

Looking at the two who ignored themselves and went away directly, Zhao Ruge's curiosity in his heart was even worse, what is the mystery of this small shop that can make Yanyu have that kind of look?

"Welcome to your next visit. Sending off the stunned Xiao family brothers and sisters, Bufang yawned, and was ready to end today's business.

Xiaobai, the iron pimple robot, returned to the kitchen and held its ground.

The door panel was lifted, and before it was closed, a slender and handsome figure appeared in front of Bu Fang.

"Boss, don't close the door yet, I want to taste the boss's cooking. ”

Zhao Ruge looked at Bufang with a smile, but Erya, handsome and extraordinary, stood at the door of the small shop, a gust of wind blew, rolling up the white robe on Zhao Ruge's body.

Bu Fang looked at Zhao Ruge expressionlessly, and Zhao Ruge looked at him with a smile.

"Oh, today's business hours are over, please come back tomorrow. ”

Bu Fang said flatly, and after speaking, he ignored Zhao Ruge and continued to close the door.

The look on Zhao Ruge's face suddenly froze, is this boss rejecting customers? How can this small shop dare to refuse customers?

"Aren't the hours of business set by people...... It can be changed, I can contribute a little more money. Zhao Ruge thought about it and said again.

"No, I can't. "The step side is expressionless.

Zhao Ruge frowned: "I'll pay twice the price, so it's okay?"

Bufang thought about it, but still refused, "No." ”

Zhao Ruge beeped the dog in his heart, this small shop, saying that he was fat was really panting? He really didn't believe it, the other party didn't make money yet!

"Triple the price!"

"No, I can't. ”

"Quadruple price?!"

"No...... No way. ”

"Five times!" Zhao Ruge resisted the urge to kick at Bu Fang's expressionless face, and finally said coldly.

Five times the price, a bowl of enhanced egg fried rice is fifty yuan crystals, and a bowl of ordinary egg fried rice is five yuan crystals...... He felt a myriad of small coins flying in front of his eyes.

"As a kitchen god who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, you must have your own rules and ethics, adhere to principles, and not be confused by money!

Just when Bu Fang was about to move in his heart and was about to promise Zhao Ruge, the system poured a bowl of chicken soup very appropriately, and completely woke Bu Fang up.

Zhao Ruge was very proud, he saw the hesitation on Bu Fang's face, which showed that the other party was about to agree.

The owner of a small restaurant also talked to Ben Shao about principles, there is no principle that cannot be broken by a lot of money, if not, then two piles!

Bu Fang took a deep breath, his face became even more gloomy and ugly, and he glanced at Zhao Ruge, who was smug with a stinky face, and then ......

"Bang!"

The door panel was tightly closed, and a loud bang startled Zhao Ruge.

"What's the situation? Boss, open the door? Are you still in business?"

Even if Zhao Ruge is well-cultivated, he is still a little angry, even the rules of Fengxian Lou in the first restaurant in the imperial capital are not as many as this small shop, and this small restaurant opened in Yiyiwo actually talks to himself about principles!

"Today's business hours are over, if you want to eat, just come early tomorrow. ”

Behind the tightly closed door came the lazy sound of yawning, and then there was silence.

Next, no matter how Zhao Ruge knocked on the door, there was no response behind the door.

The big black dog lying at the door glanced at Zhao Ruge lazily with his dog eyes, and continued to sleep, the big black dog seemed to be eating nothing but ...... It's sleeping, and it's just the life of a dog that lives the life of a pig.

Zhao Ruge was finally sure that he was rejected, and he was handsome and dashing, and he was actually rejected by a small restaurant where birds don't.

It was as if an invisible arrow had pierced his heart.

Zhao Ruge's white palm even had a circle of hazy true qi around, and he couldn't wait to smash the shop directly.

But after thinking about it, I finally gave up.

"Very good! I'll come over tomorrow to see what kind of shop dares to refuse me Zhao Ruge!"

Zhao Ruge is the son of Zuo Xiang, with a noble status, whoever sees him in the imperial capital wants to give a few thin noodles, and now he is actually eating in a small restaurant, this is simply a slap in the face!

The angry Zhao Ruge dispersed the true qi in his hand and turned to leave.

The big black dog lay still on his stomach, looked at Zhao Ruge's departing back, and rolled his eyes......

Bu Fang returned to his room, and Zhao Ruge's matter was not taken to heart by him at all.

Another long yawn, so sleepy today.

Lying on the bed, Bufang called up the system panel to watch.

Host: Bufang

Gender: Male

Age: twenty

True Qi Cultivation: A Product (As the kitchen god of the fantasy world, the food of the future must use True Qi, boy, work hard.) ）

Culinary talent: Unknown

Skill: None

Props: None

Chef God Comprehensive Score: Beginner newcomer (Finally a newcomer who learns to cook egg fried rice with real qi.) ）

System Rating: One star

Bu Fang's face suddenly appeared with surprise.

"True Qi cultivation actually has a product......? Is there still a hierarchy in the system?"