Smelling the smell, Zheng Xi'er lost her voice and said, "Spirit liquid, this is spiritual liquid?"

Lingzhi, whose expression has always been as calm as water, also showed surprise.

Of course it's the ichor.

Entertaining Fang Ying, how can you use ordinary water?

However, the moment that stunned them was not yet to come.

The taste of the spiritual liquid evaporated quickly, especially when Jiang Chen used the strange fire in his palm to boil the spiritual liquid.

The firepower, the boiling point, is just right.

Soon, the unique fragrance of the spiritual liquid had filled the entire room.

Those guests who were eating quietly all looked at Jiang Chen in shock.

Obviously, a few of these people have seen the world.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses immediately stood up from his position in shock, and said in a lost voice: "Spiritual liquid?"

His voice was a reminder to the rest of the people.

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

The spiritual liquid is a highly sought after thing in Yanjing's high society recently, and it has become a symbol of identity and connections.

Who doesn't want a bottle.

For a moment, everyone's attention turned to them.

It stands to reason that in a porcelain vase two fingers wide and three inches long, you may not even be able to pour a cup.

But the bottle in Jiang Chen's hand was like a bottomless pit, pouring out three cups in a row and still full.

The boiling spiritual liquid, the green and fragrant Juling tea, the two are brewed together.

Another fragrance spreads again.

Zheng Xi'er and Fang Ying were stunned.

Lingzhi has a shocked expression.

Soon, the guests at those tables were no longer calm and gathered around.

"Husband, it's so fragrant!" Fang Ying sniffed deeply, and the whole person was refreshed.

"Drink, it's made for you!"

At this moment, Zheng Xi'er saw Jiang Chen's big stroke.

Take the spiritual liquid to make tea, this Yanjing City, maybe only he can do it!

Lingzhi saw so many people surrounding him and motioned for them to return to their places.

These people turned a deaf ear, and their eyes stared straight at Jiang Chen.

"Sir, I bought your cup of tea for a million!"

A middle-aged man with oily hair and a kind face said.

Jiang Chen said lightly: "Five million won't be sold!"

Seeing Jiang Chen's resolute attitude, several men who wanted to increase the price closed their mouths and took out hot stamping business cards from their jacket pockets instead.

"Hello sir, I am the president of TX Group, this is my business card, make a friend!"

"Sir, I'm the talker of the X family, and meeting each other is fate!"

For a while, the people at these tables rushed to introduce themselves to Jiang Chen.

These presidents and bosses in important positions are rare to see by others, and ordinary people want to know them, and it is even more of a fool's dream.

Unexpectedly, now in front of Jiang Chen, it is this posture.

"You want my spiritual liquid, right? Yes, there will be a merchant association in a few days, but if you have money, you can get it, put your business card here, and let you know when the time comes, don't disturb me to eat!"

Jiang Chen's attitude is also quite kind.

A group of people heard it and were overjoyed.

"Thank you, sir, for your face, we will definitely cheer you when the time comes!"

Jiang Chen looked at Zheng Xi'er Nunu: "Keep the business card!"

At this time, the general public noticed that sitting opposite Jiang Chen was a celebrity in Yanjing City, Zheng Xi'er!

"Oh, isn't this Miss Zheng Xi'er?"

"You're here for dinner today, too?"

Zheng Xi'er didn't know them, they all knew Zheng Xi'er, and they greeted each other.

With Zheng Xi'er by Jiang Chen's side, they were much more curious about Jiang Chen's identity.

Send these people away.

Jiang Chen asked for a few more plates from Lingzhi, and he took out the spirit fruit produced in the Spirit Gathering Great Array from the storage ring, as well as some dried meat, and the bamboo leaf wine he brewed.

A few people were stunned again.

"Eat, eat!"

Smelling these smells, Fang Ying's saliva came down, and she picked up a red spirit fruit and ate it.

The skin is thin and juicy, and it is extremely sweet.

Zheng Xi'er didn't dare to move, and secreted saliva greedily.

Ganoderma lucidum, which was used to seeing the world, was also greedy, and Jiang Chen motioned for her to take one herself.

Zheng Xi'er looked at the three cups of spiritual liquid tea and asked tentatively, "Master Jiang, can I drink it?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Zheng Xi'er was overjoyed, today's freezing was not in vain, it seems that it is really worth it to come out with Jiang Chen.

"Let's serve a few of your signature dishes here!" Jiang Chen commanded.

Lingzhi happily replied: "Wait a minute, I'll let my dad arrange it for you!"

With that, he jumped and ran.

The Jiangchen storage ring can be described as an all-encompassing warehouse.

From the provincial capital to Yanjing, because he had to leave for a while, he stuffed a lot of special products from the Spirit Gathering Array into it.

Dried fish, dried meat, nuts, wild fruits, tea, wine, flowers.

All kinds of elixirs, even shiitake mushrooms, spices, rice, and vegetables, you name it.

His current Taoism is enough to divide the storage ring into a dry room, a fresh-keeping room, and a freezer.

Even if some plants are separated from the soil, they can rely on the aura to grow well in the storage ring.

Except for larger animals that can't be put in the storage ring, river fresh aquatic products such as some fish, shrimp and shellfish can already survive in the storage ring.

While waiting for the dishes, Jiang Chen directly used the materials on the spot to make a flower clam and river shrimp, as well as a fragrant river fish.

All this, not even the seat left.

The fire in the palm of your hand is enough to cook any delicacy.

As a master of fire control, these series of operations are just a rarity.

The more Zheng Xi'er looked at it, the more frightened she became, the resistance in her heart had disappeared, and there was only a heart of attachment.

Fang Ying has 10,000 reasons why she wants to ask.

But Jiang Chen let her enjoy the food, and if she wanted to know, she would talk about it later.

Fang Ying's meal was small, but she had a big appetite today.

Whether it was sweet fruits or fragrant hot dishes, she ate a lot, and she even drank two glasses of bamboo leaf wine.

In response to Fang Ying's plea, Zheng Xier was also allowed to use chopsticks.

She can be regarded as the light of Jiang Chen.

While several people were eating, Lingzhi and a middle-aged man in a chef's uniform walked over, two people holding dishes in their hands.

The middle-aged man is in his forties, slightly chubby, and his face is a chorus, but there is arrogance and loftiness between his eyebrows.

Seeing the hot dishes on Jiang Chen's table, Lingzhi and the middle-aged man were shocked.

Zheng Xi'er said with a smile: "Yo, Chef Li personally served the food today!"

The middle-aged man smiled: "After all, the distinguished guest is here!"

"The guests who can make tea with spiritual liquid are not worthy of my Li Guang's dishes!"

"It's called flower chicken, boiling cabbage, you use it slowly!" The middle-aged man put the dish on the table and was about to go down.

He glanced at it and froze.

Immediately, he lost his voice and said, "Master Jiang, why are you!"

Jiang Chen raised his head: "Do you know me?"

Li Guang said excitedly: "I know, of course I know!"

"A few months ago, you came to Hong Kong Island, and Miss Cheng Qingling took you to Michelin for dinner, did you forget?"

Li Guang's voice trembled with excitement.

"Oh, I remember this, but I really don't have an impression of you!" Jiang Chen said lightly.

"The whole Hong Kong Island knows your prestige, I'm a chef, it's normal that you don't know me!"

At this moment, a brutal female voice came from outside: "Uncle Li, here we are, that girl from Lingzhi!"

(End of chapter)