The elder who stepped into the store was none other than the current emperor, Ji Changfeng.
Ji Changfeng's complexion was slightly pale and he looked extremely frail. He was like an old man with one foot in the grave and completely lacked the domineering aura of an emperor.
"The words on the signboard hanging at the entrance seem to have been carved out of a mold. It lacks spirit energy and is extremely awkward. Even though it looks good, it can't stand up to my calligraphy." The emperor clasped his hands behind his back and said to Bu Fang with a chuckle.
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows. It wasn't strange for the emperor to come to his store, but for him to come so early was out of his expectations.
The signboard at the entrance was provided by the system. Back then, Bu Fang rejected the emperor's nomination because the system said it could provide it. Now that he looked at it … it didn't seem like much.
"System, the emperor said that the words on the signboard you obtained are poorly written," Bu Fang said to the system.
The reply he got was a moment of silence. Then, the system's solemn voice rang out: "The words on the signboard were copied from the template of the number one calligrapher in the Light Wind Empire. There are no problems. As for the lack of spirit energy, the system is unable to provide an answer."
Bu Fang nodded. The signboard obtained by the system was definitely not an ordinary item. However, perhaps because the words were copied, it was normal for it to lack spirit energy.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to eat today?" Bu Fang expressionlessly asked, no longer thinking about these questions.
The emperor found a table and sat down. He waved his hand and said, "There's no hurry. I have some doubts that I need you to answer."
"Hmm? What doubts? "Bu Fang calmly asked.
"If I don't ask these questions now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to." The emperor's body slightly trembled. He lightly coughed and then raised his head. His cloudy eyes solemnly looked at Bu Fang and said, "You have a supreme spirit beast and a puppet comparable to a seventh grade Battle-Saint. You can also cook dishes filled with spirit energy … Owner Bu, who exactly are you?"
"What is your purpose for staying in the imperial city of my Light Wind Empire?"
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked calmly at the Emperor. Their gazes collided silently in the air.
After a long time, Bu Fang said expressionlessly, "I don't have any motives. I just want to open a small restaurant."
The emperor's face stiffened. He shook his head with a bitter smile. "Impossible. The strength of your store is already comparable to the entire Light Wind Empire. How could you open a store just for the sake of opening a store? I won't force you to tell me if you don't want to, but I hope you can answer my last question properly."
"Go ahead," Bu Fang said.
"You're not a member of a sect, right? You wouldn't do anything that would threaten the empire, would you?" The emperor covered his chest, coughed lightly, and raised his head to ask.
This was the main reason why he had come today. As an emperor, even if he was about to decay, he could not tolerate an uncontrollable variable in his empire.
However, with the existence of a supreme spirit beast, the emperor did not have the slightest confidence that he could destroy the store. Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing, which was to clarify the purpose of the store's existence in order to feel at ease.
However, in reality, Bu Fang only wanted to open a store in the imperial city of the Light Wind Empire. He wanted to keep a low profile and earn crystals. He wanted to raise his cultivation level and become the God of Cooking that stood at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world. His goal … was that simple.
"Don't worry, it won't happen," Bu Fang solemnly replied to the emperor as the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a stiff smile.
The emperor was startled. Then, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, which then turned into a hearty laugh.
"Owner Bu, with your words, I feel much more at ease. I'm very happy today. Give me a portion of all the dishes. This might be the last time I eat at Owner Bu's place."
After the emperor finished laughing, he took a deep breath and clapped his hands.
Outside the door, Lian Fu, who was wearing an embroidered robe, walked in with his thumb and middle finger pinched. He respectfully stood behind the emperor with a worried look in his eyes.
Bu Fang nodded his head and then stepped into the kitchen.
Not long after, a rich aroma wafted out from the kitchen. The aroma caused the emperor to narrow his eyes and become slightly intoxicated.
"After living for so many years and eating so many delicacies, it's still Owner Bu's dishes that are the most intoxicating. Unfortunately … I only met Owner Bu in my final moments. I don't know if this is a punishment or a reward from the heavens," the emperor softly muttered.
Xiaoyi obediently carried the dishes up and placed them in front of the emperor. The emperor chuckled as he rubbed Xiaoyi's head with a doting look on his face.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content.
Lian Fu followed behind the emperor and left. Bu Fang stood at the entrance and softly sighed as he looked at the emperor's aged back.
...
"Xiaoyi, you don't have to come to the store for the next two days. I need to go out and take care of some matters, so I have to suspend business for two days." After today's opening hours, Bu Fang expressionlessly patted Ouyang Xiaoyi's head and said.
"Ah? Smelly boss, you're going to look for trouble at the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant again? "Ouyang Xiaoyi excitedly raised her head. Her bright eyes were filled with excitement.
Bu Fang's expression slightly darkened. "Who told you that I'm going to look for trouble just because I'm temporarily suspending business … I have important matters to take care of in the next two days."
"Sigh … Alright then, if smelly boss is going to look for trouble at the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant again, you must call me along. You were simply too cool when you slapped the owner of the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant in the face!" Ouyang Xiaoyi narrowed her crescent-moon-like eyes as she waved her little fist and said with a smile.
"I was merely stating the truth. There's no such thing as slapping the owner of the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant in the face. Just nice, you can take advantage of these two days to properly cultivate. I hope that your strength will increase when you return. The dishes in the future will have a higher requirement for your strength, "Bu Fang said.
When the topic of cultivation was brought up, Ouyang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up. She seemed to be showing off as she stretched out her fair and tender palm and said, "Smelly boss, look, my cultivation has already reached the intermediate stage of third grade Battle-Maniac!"
Bu Fang glanced at Ouyang Xiaoyi's smug expression and expressionlessly said, "That fast? Even after eating so many dishes filled with spirit energy in the store, your cultivation speed is still so slow. This means that you've been slacking off. Look at me, I'm already a fourth grade Battle-Spirit. "
"Smelly boss, you're really annoying … Forget it, I'm going back to the mansion, humph!" Ouyang Xiaoyi snappily snorted and angrily left the store.
After Ouyang Xiaoyi left, Bu Fang squatted in front of Blacky and stroked its smooth and untainted fur. He simply said, "Lazy dog, I won't be in the store for the next two days. You should take care of your own meals."
Blacky lazily opened its doggy eyes. When it heard Bu Fang's words, it immediately snorted and rolled its doggy eyes.
Bu Fang returned to the store and closed the door. Then, he took out a wooden board with the words "Business Suspended" written on it and hung it on the door before returning to the kitchen.
"System, I have to find the ingredients myself in the Wildlands. Are you going to provide seasoning ingredients?" Bu Fang asked.
"No," the system coldly replied.
Bu Fang seemed to have already expected the system's answer. He softly replied with an "oh." Then, he found a piece of cloth and threw the salt, soy sauce, pepper, and other ingredients in the kitchen into it. At the same time, he picked up a large wok filled with kitchen knives, spatulas, and the like. He was going to pack it up as well...
The system: "..."
"The purpose of heading to the Wildlands is to capture ingredients, not to have a picnic. The host, please determine the main content of the mission. Seasoning ingredients can be brought along, but cooking utensils, other than the God of Cooking set, cannot be brought along," the system solemnly said.
Bu Fang, who was excitedly packing, suddenly froze. Then, he expressionlessly sighed. "Don't I have to cook the ingredients after capturing them? Without cooking utensils, how can I bring out the deliciousness of the ingredients to the fullest? "
This time, the system was too lazy to answer Bu Fang's question...
In the end, Bu Fang only stuffed a few seasoning ingredients into his bag. Then, he returned to his room to catch up on his sleep.
On the second day, when the morning star had just jumped out of the horizon and released its first ray of light, Bu Fang was woken up by the system's beep.
"Host, please pay attention. The teleportation array will open in five minutes. Please prepare for the teleportation."
Bu Fang was startled. He raised his head and discovered that a speck of light had suddenly appeared above his head. That speck of light was rapidly drawing a mysterious magic array.
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