"Blacklist? You, a lowly dead chef? "
Lord Zhang's butler was slightly taken aback by Bu Fang's actions. Then, he threw his head back and laughed out loud. It seemed like tears were about to fall from his eyes.
The surrounding people could not help but laugh as well. Their gazes of ridicule and disdain all landed on Bu Fang. Did this young chef have a brain cramp? Did he not know who he was talking to? That was Lord Zhang's butler!
Lord Zhang had a noble status and was a famous dignitary in the imperial city. Naturally, his butler was also famous. A chef from a small restaurant in a corner of an alleyway actually had the audacity to say that he wanted to blacklist him. It was simply the biggest joke in the world.
"Do you know that if I wanted to tear down your restaurant, it would only take a few minutes? This butler is giving you face by coming here to eat. You should be serving food to this lord with a smile. Who gave you the courage to blindly act cool in front of this lord? "
The butler crossed his arms in front of his chest and snorted. He was incomparably arrogant.
Bu Fang was expressionless. Looking at this butler was no different from looking at an idiot.
Butler? Is he that awesome? Even a prince was rejected by me. What does a butler like you count for?
Bu Fang could not be bothered to speak anymore. He lightly patted Xiao Bai's wide belly. Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was standing behind Bu Fang, was overjoyed. She could see Xiao Bai make a move again.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes immediately lit up. A red glow flickered as he mechanically said, "Troublemaker, you will be stripped as an example to others."
"What? Strip what? "Lord Zhang's butler was startled. He cupped his ears, stretched his neck, and sneered.
"Say that again, strip what?"
Xiao Bai's mechanical head slightly turned and locked onto the butler. Its mechanical arm instantly reached out and pulled toward the butler.
"Hmph! Impudent! " Lord Zhang's butler coldly snorted with a displeased expression. His cultivation level was at the level of a third grade Battle-Maniac. Why would he be afraid of a mechanical lump of iron without any spirit energy in a small restaurant?
"See if I don't smash you into scrap metal! Take this, Bone Shattering Palm! "
The butler let out a long roar. True energy surged, and with an imposing manner, he slapped his palm toward the mechanical hand that Xiao Bai had extended.
Bang!
The ideal was plentiful, but the ending was very skinny.
Lord Zhang's housekeeper aggressively slapped Xiao Bai's arm. Like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, Xiao Bai didn't move at all.
F * ck me!
The butler's body stiffened. He awkwardly raised his head and met Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes. Then, he was slapped to the ground by Xiao Bai as if he was swatting a fly.
The true energy in his body dissipated in an instant...
"Rip!" With a crisp sound, the clothes on the housekeeper burst into pieces. His whole body was stripped by Xiao Bai, leaving only a pair of underwear, and then he was thrown out in a parabola.
Everyone in the store was silent. Their gazes were fixed on the butler's body and their bodies shivered.
Just as Zhao Ruge arrived at the entrance of the store, he saw a figure flying out of the store and falling at his feet … Why did this scene seem so familiar?
Every time he came to the store, there would always be someone flying out naked.
"I'll say it again. Line up in order and don't make any noise. Violators will be blacklisted." Bu Fang lightly said as he glanced at the group of people who were as silent as cicadas in winter. Then, he turned around and went back into the kitchen.
Behind him, Ouyang Xiaoyi clenched her fists. The smelly boss was so domineering!
Zhao Ruge recalled his experience of running around naked and his heart trembled. His original intention of cutting the queue disappeared and he quietly stood at the back of the line.
His father, the current Minister of the Left, Zhao Musheng, found out that the third prince had been attacked by an assassin in the store and actually sent him to investigate the situation. To be honest … he refused at first. However, when his father said that he would be rewarded with a fifth grade Energy Gathering Pill after the mission was accomplished, he shamefully compromised.
Xushi solemnly stared at Xiao Bai. As a Battle-King, he actually felt a trace of pressure. This puppet was not ordinary.
Scholar Su Yuanqing also thoughtfully nodded his head. He guessed that the hidden expert in the store was probably this puppet.
The two of them raised their heads and looked at each other. They smiled at each other and then continued to bury their heads in their food … This dish was really f * cking delicious!
With Xiao Bai as a deterrent, the subordinates of the nobles immediately became much more obedient. Lord Zhang's housekeeper was a third grade Battle-Maniac, which was not considered weak among them. However, he was powerlessly … stripped naked by Xiao Bai.
Without a doubt, they would be stripped naked as well. In order to avoid being stripped naked, it was better for them to be more obedient.
Ouyang Xiaoyi arrogantly glanced at the group of people, noted down the names of their dishes, and reported them to Bu Fang.
Xushi and Scholar Su reluctantly finished their food. Their faces were filled with intoxication. There was indeed a reason why the dishes in the store were expensive. The taste was even better than that of the imperial kitchen. Furthermore, the two of them could feel the additional true energy within their bodies. It was obvious … that the dish was extraordinary.
They hurriedly left the store and the people below came up to take their places. Bu Fang finished his food very quickly, so they did not have to wait for too long.
However, without a doubt, everyone who had tasted Bu Fang's dishes were so shocked that they could not close their mouths. They were completely conquered by the delicacies.
Zhao Ruge watched as the customers reluctantly walked out one by one. As he smelled the aroma wafting through the store, he could not help but feel his appetite being whetted.
He had been to the store twice already, but he had not tasted any of the dishes. From the looks of it, the dishes seemed pretty good. It seemed like he would have to give them a good taste today.
When the person in front of him left the store with a satisfied expression, Zhao Ruge's face immediately lit up. He elegantly stepped into the store and elegantly stood in front of Ouyang Xiaoyi.
"Oh, it's you, sissy Zhao." Ouyang Xiaoyi raised her eyelids and curled her lips. Of course she knew Zhao Ruge.
"The little princess of the Ouyang family actually lowered herself to be a waitress. What a pity. Tsk tsk tsk, give me a serving of Lees Fish." Zhao Ruge glanced at the menu. If he was going to eat, he would eat the most expensive dish.
"None of your business!" Ouyang Xiaoyi slightly wrinkled her nose and snorted.
She turned around and went to the entrance of the kitchen to report the dishes. However, before she could finish her sentence, Bu Fang expressionlessly walked out of the kitchen.
"Today's opening hours are over. Those who have yet to taste your dishes, come back tomorrow," Bu Fang lightly said.
Once these words were spoken, the seven or eight people in the queue immediately burst into an uproar.
"What? We have already waited for almost two hours and you're telling us that you are not open anymore? "
"Owner Bu, aren't you being too unscrupulous! It is still early, continue to open for business. We want to taste your cooking. "
...
Facing the incessant questioning of the crowd, Bu Fang did not panic in the slightest.
"I'll say it again, today's opening hours are over. If you want to eat, come back earlier tomorrow. Also, please do not make a ruckus," Bu Fang expressionlessly said.
Behind him, Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes glowed red and locked onto the people who were clamoring.
Immediately, the group of people stared at each other as if their throats were being choked.
With Xiao Bai around, they did not dare to say anything even if they were angry. The crowd could only leave in a resentful mood while thinking about how to report to their owner.
Zhao Ruge felt as if countless invisible arrows had pierced into his heart … "Damn it, the opening hours are over again?! Can you not be so punctual? "
"Owner Bu, five times the price … I want to order!" Zhao Ruge unwillingly asked.
"I refuse. You already tempted me last time," Bu Fang lightly said.
"Rules are set by people, Owner Bu! Ten times! How about ten times the price? I must have a taste of Owner Bu's cooking today, "Zhao Ruge said with an ominous glint in his eyes as he gnashed his teeth.
"No." Bu Fang's heart was bleeding as he resentfully rejected Zhao Ruge. "If you raise the price again, believe it or not, I will beat you up!"
Zhao Ruge was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He coldly glanced at Bu Fang, angrily snorted, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Ouyang Xiaoyi looked at Bu Fang with a face full of admiration. She had always thought that Bu Fang was a greedy person. She did not expect him to be so principled.
"Smelly boss, you were super cool when you rejected Sissy Zhao!" Ouyang Xiaoyi gave him a thumbs up.
"Hehe." Bu Fang expressionlessly smiled.
...
For the next two days, Fang Fang's Little Store was overcrowded. There were new customers arriving every day. Xushi and Scholar Su came every day and were completely conquered by Bu Fang's delicacies.
On the other hand, the Xiao siblings and the third prince, Ji Chengxue, did not appear for two days. Of course, Bu Fang was only slightly surprised, but he did not care.
Just like that, the third day arrived.
This day was also a very important day in the imperial city.
The number one expert of the imperial city, General Xiao Meng, had triumphantly returned from an expedition against the sects beyond the walls and escorted the six hall masters of the Death Soul Palace back to the imperial city.
Today, the imperial city was a gathering place and the city gates were wide open.
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