The God of Cooking?
Ridiculous …
Only that man in the world could be called the God of Cooking!
Wushuang's face was cold, and a sharp sword intent flashed in his eyes, causing heaven and earth to tremble.
The simple and unadorned iron sword on his back was vibrating slowly, constantly emitting rumbling sounds.
He looked at the direction in which the crowd was running.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Wushuang followed.
He wanted to see who this so-called God of Cooking was.
Wushuang walked slowly along the long street.
In the distance, the crowd gradually became crowded.
He had not returned for a hundred years, and now there was such a restaurant in the city?
This was the first time he had seen such a popular restaurant since His Excellency passed away.
To be able to attract so many people to line up, it must be something.
For a moment, his heart was filled with a little curiosity.
The front of the restaurant was bustling.
Wushuang sucked in a cold breath when he saw the bustling crowd and the crowded heads of the crowd.
'How popular is this restaurant?
His Excellency was nothing more than this in the past. '
"Excuse me … Is the food cooked by the chef in that restaurant really that good?"
Wushuang stopped a man in the queue and asked with a frown.
"Are you new here? Did you come from another city? "
"Let me tell you … This restaurant has a long history. It's a century-old restaurant, and it's always been this popular. My father said that when he was still in diapers, this restaurant was already very popular!"
The man seemed to find it boring to wait in line, so he pulled Wushuang aside and began to chat.
The other teammates in line also joined in the conversation.
They talked about all kinds of things, and finally, they talked about which brothel in the city had the prettiest girls.
Wushuang left the discussion and narrowed his eyes.
'A century-old restaurant …'
He walked along the line.
He came to the front.
The queue stretched for two whole streets! It was really popular.
"Hey … Brother, it's not good to cut the line like this, is it?"
Just as Wushuang walked to the front, a man in luxurious clothes at the front of the line became unhappy.
He pulled Wushuang aside and said, "Come on.
Wushuang frowned and turned his head.
"What? Are you glaring at me? Let me tell you, no one is allowed to cause trouble in the God of Cooking's restaurant … Even if there are immortals, he has beaten several of them away! Do you dare to touch me?! "
The man was very smug. He raised his chin, and his head was almost touching Wushuang's face.
Wushuang watched indifferently.
This person … was fearless.
However, he couldn't be bothered to bicker with a mortal.
Wushuang turned to look in the direction of the restaurant.
The door of the restaurant opened.
A thin figure walked out from within.
Huh?!
Wushuang was stunned.
Outside the door.
The customers in the queue were instantly excited.
"God of Cooking! The God of Cooking has come out! "
"How lucky! The God of Cooking is really open for business today!"
"I can taste the delicacies of the world again. How wonderful!"
…
The diners were extremely excited.
Each and every one of them cheered.
The young man in a brocade robe patted Wushuang on the shoulder and said, "Brother, be a good boy and line up. Maybe … you'll get to eat the God of Cooking's dishes."
Wushuang ignored the young man.
Instead, he stared in the direction of the restaurant.
His breathing paused for a moment.
That figure …
Bu Fang opened the door and rolled up the sleeves of his coarse linen shirt.
His fair arms were exposed.
Suddenly, he froze and looked out the door. Standing in front of the crowd was a familiar figure.
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows.
"Brother! I'm not trying to scold you … Do you know that cutting in line is a bad habit? You … F * ck! "
The young man was still trying to reason with Wushuang.
Suddenly …
Wushuang fell to his knees.
His knees collided violently with the ground, and the ground crumbled.
The young man in brocade robe was startled, and his breath caught in his throat.
'So fierce?
For the sake of food, he even threw away his dignity? '
"Bro … Brother, you win! But … I'm giving way to you, but the people behind me won't allow it. "
The young man was still talking.
Wushuang turned his head and glanced at the young man.
The young man felt a chill run through him, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth.
'Dammit … I've met an expert!'
In front of him, Wushuang's eyes were blurred, and tears were welling up in his eyes.
The young man was so frightened that he could not speak.
'For the sake of food, he even used his best actor skills?'
Bu Fang looked at Wushuang. He did not expect to meet him here.
"Come in."
Bu Fang looked at Wushuang and said.
"Yes … Your Excellency!"
Wushuang lifted his sleeve and wiped the tears off his face.
'His Excellency is not dead …'
'His Excellency is not dead … This is really … great!'
Wushuang rose to his feet and walked straight into the restaurant.
"Excuse me, everyone. This is my old friend. Please make an exception for him."
Bu Fang said lightly to the people waiting in line.
"Heh, God of Cooking, please don't laugh at us. Why would we care?"
"Go ahead. This brother is handsome, so we don't care!"
"If only His Excellency could open the restaurant a little longer today."
…
The customers were very reasonable.
Of course, there was nothing they could do about it. After all, Bu Fang's power was very terrifying.
He was a big shot who did not even give face to the imperial family.
A restaurant could be open for a hundred years without changing its owner.
This meant that the owner might be an immortal master!
Wushuang stepped into the restaurant and looked around.
He looked around the restaurant, and the familiar style brought tears to his eyes.
Sword Immortal Dugu Wushuang, whose heart of the Sword Path was as firm as a rock, could not help but cry at this moment.
It was too nostalgic.
All of this …
"Not bad, your cultivation is progressing very quickly. Going out for a walk is indeed beneficial."
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth lifted as he looked at Wushuang.
Wushuang rubbed his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm not as good as you, my lord."
"Don't be embarrassed. You are only half a step away from becoming a Saint of the Great Path.
Bu Fang said.
"Help me greet the customers. We'll talk after the service is over."
Bu Fang said.
Wushuang put down his sword, rolled up his sleeves, and grinned.
"Leave it to Wushuang. Although I haven't entertained guests for more than a hundred years, I don't know if my skills are rusty."
Wushuang chuckled.
Turning around, he walked to the door and began to arrange the customers in an orderly manner.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched as he turned around and entered the kitchen.
The business situation was very simple.
From sunrise to sunset.
A day's business was over.
Wushuang, on the other hand, was extremely excited. Standing at the door, he kept waving and soliciting customers.
'This guy is addicted to soliciting customers.'
"Well, today's business is over."
Bu Fang could not help but remind him.
Wushuang rubbed his head. At this moment, he did not seem to be a peerless sword immortal, but a child.
He closed the restaurant.
Bu Fang came out of the kitchen with a few dishes.
He was carrying a porcelain jar of wine.
"Sit down and have some."
Bu Fang said.
Then, he poured Wushuang a glass of wine.
Wushuang grinned and sat down in front of Bu Fang.
Looking at Bu Fang, who looked exactly the same as when he first met him, Wushuang felt a sense of wonder.
"Your Excellency … Aren't you …"
Bu Fang picked up a mouthful of food and took a sip of wine. A blush appeared on his face.
"I'm not dead, am I?"
Bu Fang said lightly.
Wushuang nodded.
"You were dead, but … you came back to life," Bu Fang said.
Wushuang took a deep breath.
Not only did Bu Fang come back to life, but his cultivation base was also unfathomable to Wushuang.
'His Excellency is really amazing!'
"Your Excellency … Aren't you going to see your old friend?"
Wushuang asked, puzzled.
"No, it's not the time yet."
Bu Fang shook his head and continued to eat and drink.
Wushuang picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up some food, and put it in his mouth.
As soon as it entered his mouth, his whole body trembled.
There was a look of shock in his eyes.
'It's … It's delicious!'
It was a simple dish, but it amazed Wushuang.
The magic power in his body surged as if it was about to break through the barrier.
That was the Saint Barrier.
It had baffled countless geniuses.
"Don't worry … Your foundation is still lacking. Eat more food and don't rush to break through."
Wushuang's face turned red, and he wanted to seize the opportunity to break through the barrier.
However, Bu Fang had appeared behind him at some point. As he shouted, he placed a palm on his shoulder.
Wushuang's fluctuating magic power was suppressed again.
'Unfathomable!'
Bu Fang's aura made Wushuang's heart tremble.
'A Saint of the Great Path?
A Chaotic Saint?!
'In just a hundred years, His Excellency has returned to the peak?'
Bu Fang continued to drink.
"Hurry up and eat. When you're done, I still have something to do … You're back at the right time. Help me protect me."
Bu Fang said.
'Oh?
Protect me? '
Wushuang paused. 'Is His Excellency going to break through again?'
Wushuang hurriedly picked up the bowl and stuffed the rice and the food into his mouth.
As soon as he did, he narrowed his eyes and let out a few cries.
'It's so f * cking delicious!
I'm so f * cking touched!
It's a familiar taste, a familiar feeling … '
Gulp, gulp.
The wine entered his mouth.
His mouth was filled with the aroma of wine. Even with his cultivation base, he felt a little drunk.
"Your Excellency … This wine is amazing! It's even better than the best wine in the Celestial Court! What kind of treasure of heaven and earth did it use to make it? "
Wushuang exclaimed.
"Rice."
Bu Fang glanced at him and said lightly.
There was no such thing as treasure of heaven and earth. All his delicacies were made from ordinary ingredients.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content …
Wushuang leaned back in his chair with satisfaction.
For the first time in a hundred years, he was so satisfied with food.
"Are you full? Then come with me. "
Bu Fang said.
Wushuang nodded and followed them.
Bu Fang went upstairs and went to his room.
Wushuang followed obediently behind him.
As soon as he opened the door of the room, Wushuang, who was behind Bu Fang, narrowed his eyes.
"Hiss!
The sound of people sucking in breaths of surprise rang out.
"This … This is …" Wushuang stammered, not knowing what to say.
"Don't be surprised. It's just the origin of some stars."
Bu Fang said lightly.
'How can I not be surprised?
You've shrunk the whole universe and moved it into this room, haven't you?
What is Your Excellency going to do? '
Wushuang's mind was full of questions.
"I'm afraid it's not enough … After all, I'm going to resurrect an old friend."
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
"I've got to give him the best …"
Wushuang's eyes froze.
The next moment …
Bu Fang raised his hand.
With a flick of his finger …
Buzz …
Ripples appeared in the void, and a simple power slowly spread out …
Wushuang narrowed his eyes.
The endless origin of stars in the room all lit up as if the whole universe was operating.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang walked in the universe.
Wushuang's body tensed up.
"Guard me outside the room … Well, help me hide my aura. I've set up an array in advance, but just in case, help me erase the extra aura that seeps out."
Bu Fang said.
Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and then he nodded.
He seemed to know what Bu Fang was going to do.
Buzz …
The iron sword on his back flew out. In a flash, thousands of swords tore through the sky!
"I'm here … The restaurant is here … Leave everything to me!"
Wushuang said resolutely.
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
With a bang, the door of the restaurant closed.
The starlight disappeared.
The iron sword hovered beside Wushuang, and there was a nostalgic look in his eyes.
'Is that iron lump … coming back?
My lord will succeed! '
Wushuang had a firm belief in his heart.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
With a thought in his mind, he sat cross-legged in midair.
Holding the iron sword, he placed it on his legs …
Meanwhile, in the restaurant …
A terrifying aura suddenly burst out!
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