The older a store was, the more treasures it would have. Those treasures were the skills that had been passed down from generation to generation.
When the boorish man saw that Bu Fang was standing there in a daze, he was taken aback and reminded Bu Fang of something.
Ni Yan was rather carefree. After she had thought it through, a relieved smile blossomed on her peerlessly beautiful face.
After a short while, the tall and sturdy woman came out with a steaming hot dish in her hands.
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched violently as he watched the woman's swinging hands and jogging away.
There were several spirit trees in the store, and they were emitting spirit energy. They made the air in the restaurant even fresher.
"Oh? Did the sun rise from the west today? There are actually people who come to eat in this lousy restaurant of yours? "
"Dear customer, please give it a try. I haven't cooked for a long time, so my skills are a little rusty." The tall and sturdy woman was slightly embarrassed and she moved her bucket-like waist.
"Nangong Ming, what are you doing? My restaurant is open for business. If you want to cause trouble, you can come back later. "
A tall and sturdy man was lying on the counter of the restaurant.
It was extremely difficult to sell elixirs that had been concocted in Heavenly Mist City.
"Sir, you aren't from my Heavenly Mist City, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to such a remote restaurant to eat. " Nangong Ming said with a smile, "I've said it before. Anyone who eats in this restaurant is my enemy."
"Is this Egg-Fried Rice?"
A signboard was hung in front of the restaurant.
"Give me a set of your best dishes," Bu Fang said.
A bang resounded.
Thus, the competition for elixir stores in Heavenly Mist City was extremely intense.
An inn that cost fifty crystals a night was indeed very comfortable to stay in. After all, you get what you pay for. Whether it was the facilities inside or the tranquil environment, they all gave Bu Fang a good living experience.
There were many carriages pulled by different spirit beasts on the street. They were traveling at an extremely fast speed.
Bu Fang was somewhat puzzled.
After saying that, the woman turned her head and looked at Bu Fang warmly.
He felt as if a bolt of lightning had passed through his mind at lightning speed.
Bu Fang took a deep breath, but he still couldn't smell any fragrance.
Nangong Ming walked around Yang Meiji and sat across from Bu Fang. He looked at Bu Fang with great interest.
It wasn't easy for a customer to come to her store. How could she let him ruin it?
He slammed his palm on the table.
It seemed that they were almost at the restaurant.
You can imagine the back of a burly man running like a little girl.
When she inherited her father's restaurant, her goal was no longer to earn money. Instead, it was to fulfill her heart's original goal and to remember the glory of the many restaurants in Heavenly Mist City.
Both sides of the street were filled with elixir shops. These elixir sellers were all alchemists.
Bu Fang's eyes widened. The moment Nangong Ming slammed his palm on the table, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
Compared to elixirs, Bu Fang believed in his culinary skills more.
A woman's voice came out of the burly man's mouth.
Yang Meiji's huge body trembled in fear.
She sprayed all of it on Nangong Ming's face.
Bu Fang patted his face and let out a long breath. His face was filled with lingering fear.
She looked at Ouyang Xiaoyi and asked with a strange expression. Ouyang Xiaoyi nodded with certainty.
"Dear customer, don't worry. Eat slowly. I, Yang Meiji, guarantee that no one will disturb your meal."
The risk was equally high.
...
It turned out that this fellow was a woman.
"You? Yang Meiji, who do you think you can stop? I really didn't expect that someone in Heavenly Mist City would choose to eat in a restaurant. Tsk, tsk, tsk … The world is really big. Nothing is too strange. "
"Welcome to the Cloud Mist Restaurant. How can I help you?"
What was up with this burly man in front of her?
He opened his mouth and spat out the rice and egg pieces in his mouth.
They were two young men clad in black robes. One of them had a disdainful expression on his face. He swept his gaze over the store and snorted coldly.
Being able to stir-fry Egg-Fried Rice without the slightest aroma was also a skill.
However, she wasn't surprised at all. Owner Bu would go out every other day and rarely stayed in the store. However, every time Owner Bu came back, he would come up with a new dish. He probably went out to look for inspiration.
However, Bu Fang, who was bored to death, couldn't help but furrow his brows. There wasn't even the slightest aroma coming from the kitchen. This was somewhat strange.
Just when Bu Fang was about to stuff the Egg-Fried Rice into his mouth, a mocking voice came from outside.
Bu Fang's expression became solemn. He picked up a porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoonful of Egg-Fried Rice.
After bidding farewell to Ouyang Xiaoyi and Xiao Xiaolong, she turned around and left the store. Her graceful figure quickly disappeared into the bustling streets of the imperial city.
The Heavenly Mist City was really big. Rows upon rows of houses were built on both sides of the street. The streets were crisscrossed with crisscrossed paths, and each and every one of them gave Bu Fang the feeling that he was walking into a maze.
The restaurant's hygiene was pretty good. It didn't have the musty smell of an old house. Even though there weren't many customers, every table was clean and spotless.
The sound of Bu Fang's footsteps entering the store was very light, but his burly figure still trembled. His ears twitched and he abruptly raised his head.
He didn't expect that the owner of this store was really a woman. It seemed like he didn't come to the wrong place.
"A Supreme-Being expert?" Yang Meiji was startled and looked at the man.
As for Nangong Ming's words, he didn't listen to them at all.
However, a man beside Nangong Ming took a step forward and placed his hand on Yang Meiji's shoulder. The latter couldn't move at all.
Bu Fang, who originally wanted to ask about the Cloud Mist Restaurant, felt a little regretful.
It was the only restaurant in the city and it didn't have many competitors. How could it not have a single customer?
This fellow's culinary skills were almost on par with Ouyang Xiaoyi's.
After checking out of his room, Bu Fang walked out of the luxurious inn and walked along the streets of the Heavenly Mist City according to the information given to him by the woman the day before.
After the initial shock, Bu Fang calmed down. He looked for a place to sit down and calmly glanced at the woman.
Bu Fang's face was solemn as he looked at the Egg-Fried Rice in his porcelain spoon. He took a deep breath and his heart became extremely solemn.
It was an eyesore.
A woman's voice, which wasn't very sharp, resounded. A tall and sturdy figure walked out from behind the counter and appeared in front of Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's heart trembled.
He saw two figures slowly walking into the Cloud Mist Restaurant.
When the tall and sturdy woman heard this voice, her complexion changed. Her face was filled with grief and indignation.
The next day, he checked out of his room early. The person in charge of checking out wasn't the woman he saw the day before.
It was time for her to leave the Southern Region.
Puchi!
Cloud Mist Restaurant.
Forget it. Since it was like this, they could only meet again if fate willed it.
She sighed and her face was filled with disappointment. She originally wanted to meet Owner Bu and taste the dishes cooked by Owner Bu.
Under normal circumstances, such stir-fried dishes would emit a slight fragrance. With Bu Fang's sense of smell, he would definitely be able to smell it.
Even if he heard it, Bu Fang was too lazy to reply. When it was time to eat, Bu Fang wouldn't make a fuss. He raised his porcelain spoon and shoved the steaming hot Egg-Fried Rice into his mouth.
Huh?
Bu Fang looked at the burly man's gaze and his hair stood on end.
"This Egg-Fried Rice … It's really killing me!"
The rice grains had been fried until they were a little charred …
However, when Bu Fang saw these houses, his face revealed a hint of excitement.
The rows of high-rise buildings on both sides of the street had disappeared. They had all turned into low-rise houses.
Bu Fang just walked in front of these elixir stores and was almost dragged into a shop by a group of enthusiastic waiters.
He stepped into the restaurant.
These houses were somewhat dilapidated and very old. It was obvious that they had been here for a long time. Compared with the previous high-rise buildings, they were two extremes.
However, Bu Fang put on a straight face and rejected them mercilessly, as if he didn't want any strangers to approach him.
In the kitchen, the sound of stir-frying resounded. There was also the sound of metal colliding with iron wok and spatula.
Bu Fang sized up the person in front of him and instantly furrowed his brows.
"What? You said that Owner Bu left the Imperial City for a long trip again? "
Bu Fang widened his eyes and looked at the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice in front of him.
However, it was different from what Bu Fang had imagined. The last restaurant in the Heavenly Mist City was actually frighteningly quiet. There wasn't even a single customer.
The latter's body stiffened as he blankly looked at Bu Fang. His face was covered with charred rice grains and he was dumbstruck.
The Heavenly Mist City was more advanced and prosperous than the Light Wind Empire's Imperial City.
The tall and sturdy woman's body moved and blocked in front of the two youths. She coldly said.
He didn't go the wrong way, right? Yesterday, that woman said that the owner of the restaurant was her best friend, so she should be a woman as well …
Although being an alchemist was a profession that allowed one to get rich quickly, in reality, there were very few alchemists who could actually make money. This was because there was a chance of failure in alchemy. Once a failure occurred, the materials, energy, and money invested would all go down the drain.
There was a sense of rhythm to it.
As expected, after taking a few more steps, Bu Fang saw a restaurant in the distance.
Bu Fang never looked down on any small restaurant because there was a chance that a small restaurant would serve a dish that would shock him.
When Bu Fang looked at the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice, which didn't even have a single piece of egg, he was speechless.
In the end, he didn't even know where that bastard ran off to …
Nangong Ming slowly walked forward. Yang Meiji glared at him and took a step forward, wanting to stop him.
Sizzle!
"The Cloud Mist Restaurant … It seems like it's just this way. Go straight." Bu Fang looked at the address once more and furrowed his brows.
Bu Fang suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
Bu Fang continued walking forward. On his shoulder, the golden shrimp was sleeping soundly.
"Brat … Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you? "Nangong Ming looked at Bu Fang, who was ignoring him, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
When the woman heard Bu Fang's words, she immediately became excited. She squinted her eyes and swayed her huge body as she excitedly ran toward the kitchen.
As she walked further and further away, the clamor in the surroundings gradually disappeared.
Bu Fang felt that the reason why there weren't any customers in the restaurant was because of this woman …
That woman's Egg-Fried Rice didn't emit any fragrance. She was quite capable.
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