The white mist gradually disappeared, and Jiang Linxian appeared on the next floor.

A strong aroma of food arrived.

Jiang Linxian looked at it.

On this floor is an extremely large Chinese-style hall.

The roof of the hall is gilded with shingles, and a large red Chinese lantern is suspended above it.

The red-lacquered columns are flanked on either side, and the smooth marble covers the entire floor.

There are dozens of stoves in the hall, and on top of the stoves, all kinds of condiments and fresh ingredients are placed.

Palm-sized paper figures with top hats stand in front of the iron pot in front of the stove and stir up delicious food.

After Jiang Linxian walked in, he began to look around.

What will be the owner of this level? And what will be the conditions for customs clearance?

As Jiang Linxian walked in, inside the teleportation array, the players who came to the teahouse also walked in one after another.

The huge Chinese-style hall suddenly became lively.

"Brother Jiang!" After Qian Duolai walked out of the teleport, he found Jiang Linxian with a smile on his face.

"Brother Jiang, when I came in just now, I saw what happened to the owner of the teahouse. Are we going a little too far? Qian Duo said: "The owner of the teahouse seems to be quite pitiful. ”

Jiang Linxian said in a low voice: "The owner of the teahouse is indeed very unlucky. ”

"But now that it's over, don't think about it anymore."

"Moreover, if we don't kill her, it will be difficult to clear the teahouse pavilion"

If it weren't for the teahouse owner's deliberate targeting of himself, he wouldn't have wanted to come this far.

And at the last moment, she also tricked him, wanting him to let him walk into the teleportation array without receiving three five-star reviews.

If he hadn't seen a clue, it was estimated that he would have been directly erased and some of his memories would have been lost.

"That's right." Qian Duolai nodded, and his originally distressed face suddenly regained his calm.

At this moment, Ye Rousheng and Fang Wenqing walked in.

"Brother Jiang." Ye Rousheng shouted.

And Fang Wenqing shouted with a smile: "No. 44, this floor pavilion, we can continue to cooperate." ”

"Let's see." Jiang Linxian looked at him and said.

Fang Wenqing gave him a very unpredictable feeling.

When he was in the teahouse, he was able to quietly stab the owner of the teahouse in the chest with a knife, which made him very jealous.

After all, Jiang Linxian slashed the owner of the teahouse several times, but he didn't cause much damage, but this No. 001 in front of him could kill with one blow, he seemed very weird.

Fang Wenqing glanced at the hall in front of him, and couldn't help but show a curious look: "It seems that this floor is going to make food, and I don't know who the food is for." ”

With Fang Wenqing's reminder, Jiang Linxian and the others moved their gaze to the Chinese hall.

At this moment, a large number of palm-sized paper figures are cooking in front of the stove.

"These little paper figures look pretty cute." Ye Rousheng smiled softly, and seemed to be very interested in this kind of paper man.

"Let's disperse first, if there is any good information, let's share it together." Jiang Linxian said, then took the initiative to leave and walked towards a small paper figure who was cooking on the stove.

This little paper figure is a little different from other small paper figures, on his chest, a circle is drawn, and there is a word 'Lord' in the circle, which other small paper figures do not have.

The little paper man seemed to notice that Jiang Linxian had been staring at him, and immediately stopped what he was doing, looked up, and showed a vigilant look: "What do you see?" Haven't seen a chef cook? ”

Jiang Linxian was suddenly curious, the little paper figure standing in front of the stove was only the size of a palm, but his two arms were holding a huge iron spoon and stir-frying in the hot iron pot, which looked very difficult.

"It's the first time I've seen a chef like you." Jiang Linxian said, he looked at it for a while, and asked curiously, "What kind of dish are you cooking?" ”

"Stir-fried meat with chili." The little paper man said: "This is Lao Tzu's unique skill." ”

"How? Smells good, right? ”

Jiang Linxian touched his chin and nodded and replied, "It's quite fragrant." ”

"Hey!" The little paper man became very happy when he heard that his unique skills were appreciated by others: "You kid is quite discerning, very good." ”

As he spoke, he used a spoon to leave out some delicacies, put them on a plate, and said to Jiang Linxian beside him: "Seeing that you are so discerning, this bit of food will be rewarded for you to eat." ”

"Taste what it tastes like, I promise you'll linger."

Although the little paper figure was still stir-frying the food and did not show a trace of concern, the pair of dark black dotted eyes still peeked at Jiang Linxian from time to time, looking a little nervous, mixed with a little expectation.

Jiang Linxian picked up a pair of fast seeds, wiped them clean, then sandwiched a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"It tastes good." Jiang Linxian gave a thumbs up and said in appreciation.

The little paper man suddenly became very proud: "Of course, my unique skill is not blown." ”

"Let's not talk about the material of this pepper, do you know what kind of meat this meat is?"

"What meat?" Jiang Linxian asked, this meat looks darker, and the taste is much better than ordinary pork, he really doesn't know much.

"R meat." The little paper man said excitedly.

As soon as Jiang Linxian heard the meat, his face immediately darkened, and he was about to run to the edge of the pool to vomit.

Seeing this, the little paper man immediately laughed: "Haha, look at you, you were deceived by me all of a sudden, right?" ”

"This is authentic black pork!" The little paper man smiled: "Ordinary pork can't get such a taste." ”

Jiang Linxian trembled and took out the silk scarf in his pocket to buy you, and wiped the nosebleed on his face: "This joke is not funny at all. ”

"I think so too." The little paper man said: "But let me tell you, these black pork are not easy to get, and ordinary people can't get them." ”

"I heard that these black pork are all made after human players are punished, turned into black pigs, and then made after special processing." The little paper man smiled: "In this way, don't you have much psychological burden?" ”

Jiang Linxian propped his hands in front of the stove, trying his best to restrain the trembling of his body.

Fortunately, he didn't swallow the piece of meat in his stomach, otherwise he would have fallen for the trick of this little paper man.

[He teases you and deliberately disgusts you, these are real black pork, there is no meat here, and there is no pork that humans have been punished for]

[Real humans become pork, only in the pedestrian street where you enter the sky]

Jiang Linxian, who got the hint, felt a little comforted, but he suddenly lost his good impression of the paper man in front of him.

"Who are you making this dish for?"

Jiang Linxian calmed down and asked curiously.

Now this little paper man should not be offended for the first time, and after asking for useful information, he will consider whether to clean him up.

"Of course, it's for the master." The little paper man replied, "The master will come to dine every night, and if he is not satisfied, he will be punished." ”

"By the way, you humans also have to work hard to make delicious food for your master to enjoy, otherwise you will be punished by your master?"

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"What kind of food do you like to eat?" Jiang Linxian asked.

"What? Would you like to ask me for news? That's not going to work. The little paper man twisted his head and continued to cook: "If you want me to share information without any benefit, how can there be such a good thing." ”