Ling Ping'an tried his best to distinguish left and right.
"This is the left hand?"
"This is the right hand?"
He hesitated. His mind was in a mess and he had a lot of questions.
For a time, he had a huge doubt as to which hand was the left hand and which hand was the right hand.
It seemed ridiculous, but Ling Ping'an was already used to it.
Every time he went to a new place, this situation might happen.
Not only would his sense of direction be chaotic, but his brain would also forget the concept of left and right.
Fortunately, his luck was good.
He actually met an acquaintance.
"Ling-san!"
"Ling-san!"
At the other end of the hall, the young girl from Fusang, who was wearing a plain white chef's uniform, saw him and immediately greeted him warmly.
"Thousand night sauce!" Ling Ping'an smiled and walked over.
He felt that he was finally liberated.
"Ling-san! You've come to the imperial capital! "Chiba Michiko bowed deeply.
"I just arrived today..." Ling Ping'an said. He looked at the chef's uniform on the young girl from Fusang and nodded, "Thousand night sauce's current outfit is the outfit of a real chef!"
"Thanks to you..." Chiba Michiko bowed gratefully. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Ling-san, have you eaten?"
"I'm looking for the kitchen..." he held the room card in his hand and asked, "Thousand night sauce, someone told me that I can take this to the kitchen to order?"
Chiba Michiko took the room card.
It was black with a black background and a thin dragon pattern was engraved on the room card.
"As expected, Ling-san is a hidden sage!" she thought.
Chiba Michiko had seen this kind of room card before.
Two days ago, His Royal Highness, the beloved son of Prince Li Gong, visited the eldest princess of the Federal Empire and received a similar room card.
It was said that this kind of room card could only be issued by the royal family.
It was extremely rare, and many countries' heads of state might not even be able to get one.
"Ling-san, please follow me..." Chiba Michiko respectfully returned the room card.
… …
Jing Sheng looked at the country bumpkin and walked towards the passage of the royal private kitchen.
He immediately followed.
The woman behind him also followed with a smile.
Thus, they saw the country bumpkin walk in front of a young girl in a chef's uniform.
The young girl was extremely respectful, almost as if she was a disciple.
The two of them seemed to say something, and the young girl respectfully led the way.
Jing Sheng frowned.
Because he saw the mark on the girl's chef uniform.
It was a dragon emblem.
The dragon emblem of the Blackguard!
And she was wearing a chef's uniform, so …
She's a Spirit Eater?
Jing Sheng could not help but stop in his tracks.
Jing Sheng had some understanding of the world of transcendents.
Aside from talent and hard work, the cultivation of Transcendents also required all kinds of resources.
Spirit items, spirit pills, spirit artifacts, spirit food, and spirit medicine.
Amongst them, the Dao of Spiritual Food had the ability to turn something rotten into something magical. It could even twist life and death, Yin and Yang.
Therefore, a good spirit eater's status was higher than his strength.
"What's going on?" Jing Sheng thought as he watched the two of them walk into the Royal Private Kitchen.
He couldn't help but ask the woman behind him: "My little sister, don't you have an Extraordinary Pass?"
"Shall we go in and take a look?"
Unexpectedly, the woman actually refused, "Jing Sheng, entering the Royal Private Kitchen, whether you order or not, you will have to spend points!"
"My points weren't easy to come by!"
The points of the Blackguard could be exchanged for all kinds of spiritual items and cultivation techniques.
It was a real hard currency!
Now, on the black market, the price of one point had long been inflated to 50,000 yuan!
And according to the rules, non-members of the Blackguard would deduct one point each time they entered the Royal Private Kitchen.
All kinds of meals required real money and silver points to order.
The things inside were also extremely expensive.
Just a random snack would cost a few points.
She couldn't afford it, and she didn't dare to!
One had to know that she still had to save points so that she could buy the magic sword that she had been longing for at the Blackguard headquarters next year.
For this, she had spent all her money on the black market for the past two months to buy points at a premium.
Unfortunately, there were very few people who were willing to sell.
She couldn't even buy it with money.
To her, every point was incomparably precious.
"Besides..." the woman laughed, "Jing Sheng, didn't Jing Qing give you a secondary card?"
"Won't you be able to enter with Jing Qing's secondary card?"
"Even if I deduct one point, Jing Qing won't blame you, right?!"
Jing Sheng's expression kept changing as he listened.
His brother, Jing Qing, was the deputy director of the new Phoenix City in the Beizhou region of the Blackguard.
His monthly salary and allowance added up was only 10 points.
He had no choice but to participate in all kinds of teaching and training of the Blackguard. He could barely save 20 points a month.
And these points were all very useful. If they were to be casually wasted, if they were to be found out...
But...
He watched the country bumpkin and the young girl walk into the Royal Private Kitchen and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
Helpless, he gritted his teeth, "Even if I'll be scolded by my brother, I'll go in and take a look!"
He took out a small black card from his pocket and walked forward resolutely.
If it was just one point, his brother probably wouldn't blame him.
The woman behind him saw this and followed him with a smile.
To be able to enter the Imperial Private Kitchen for free, why not?
… …
Ling Ping 'an followed Chiba Michiko and walked to a restaurant with a thick tempered glass door.
Chiba Michiko took out her card and swiped it.
With a beep, the door opened automatically.
Ling Ping 'an followed her in.
As soon as he entered, he realized that there was a different world here.
This place was actually also a restaurant.
However, there were very few people here.
In the entire hall, there were only three to five tables with people eating.
When they saw someone come in, they all turned around and saw that it was Chiba Michiko. They all smiled kindly.
"Ling-san..." Chiba Michiko said to Ling Ping 'an, "You can find a place you like to sit down and order..."
"I still have some things to do. I need to go to the kitchen..."
"Go ahead, Chiba Michiko!" Ling Ping 'an looked around the restaurant, then carried his cat and walked to a corner of the restaurant, to a two-person table by the window.
"Hi!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply and watched Ling Ping 'an walk over. She sat at the dining table and then turned to walk to the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, the chefs who were busy in the kitchen all turned around.
"Miss Chiba, you're back?" Their attitude was very respectful.
Chiba Michiko nodded, "Yes, I'm back to work!"
"Then please..." The head chef immediately gave up his seat.
In the world of spirit food, the skilled were the teachers.
In the past two days of work, Chiba Michiko had already used her extremely accurate psionic power control and unimaginable spirit food techniques to convince these people.
Even ordinary pork could be cooked into treasures that were comparable to top-notch spirit food by this Fusang girl.
Therefore, the head chef had already reported to the higher-ups.
He requested that after this sorority, he would try to let this Fusang girl stay in the imperial capital.
The conditions were easy to negotiate.
As long as she could stay, she could learn and observe at close range.
Chiba Michiko nodded and happily took over the position of the head chef.
Then, she pointed to a corner of the restaurant and said to the head chef, "Master Zhang, please tell the service desk..."
"If that customer orders, please be sure to inform me!"
"I want to cook for him personally!"
The head chef glanced at a young man sitting at the window.
He immediately smiled, "Is that Miss Chiba's?"
Chiba Michiko said extremely seriously, "Ling-san is my benefactor!"
"Benefactor?" The chefs all raised their heads.
"Yes!" A look of admiration appeared on Chiba Michiko's pretty face, "A lowly, timid and useless little fox girl like me..."
"If it weren't for Ling-san..."
"How could there be such a day?!"
The chefs looked at each other, deep in thought.
… …
Jing Sheng took his brother's card and swiped it at the door of the private kitchen with a pained expression.
With a beep, one point was deducted.
According to the black market price, it was 50,000 yuan!
According to the official price of the Blackguard, it was about 10,000 yuan (the internal welfare of the Blackguard. Members could use money to buy points, 10,000 yuan per point, but there was a limit. Each year, each person could only buy points equivalent to twice the sum of their salary and allowance!).
He braced himself and walked in.
The woman behind him took the opportunity to follow him in.
This could be considered a welfare.
After a person bought the entry qualification, they could bring no more than three people into the private kitchen for free.
Of course, if they ordered food, the points would be calculated separately.
As soon as he entered, Jing Sheng immediately smelled a fragrance that was unique to psionic power after it was cooked.
Just by smelling the fragrance, his spirit was refreshed.
In this restaurant, the psionic power pressure that was quietly emitted from the people who were eating also rushed towards him.
They were all field officers!
It was understandable when he thought about it.
Those who could come here to spend could only be the elites of the Blackguard or experts with a large number of points.
Jing Sheng saw at a glance that the bumpkin was sitting by the window, pretending to hold the menu.
His face became gloomy.
"Jing Sheng..." the woman behind her tugged at his sleeve, "Forget it..."
"Those who can enter this place are either strong or expensive..."
The Royal Private Kitchen was a private kitchen for transcendent being.
It was said that all the food here was priceless spirit food.
Every dish was carefully cooked and prepared by the spirit gourmet.
The price was naturally not cheap!
Those who could afford to eat were either top-notch experts or the direct descendants of the royal families of various countries who were invited.
No matter which one it was, Jing Sheng couldn\'t afford to offend them.
However, Jing Sheng\'s eyes were red. He lowered his voice and replied, "Sister, what do you know?"
"I\'ve already offended him!"
Jing Sheng really regretted it now.
He regretted that he had said too much.
He knew that if the bumpkin he thought was actually a strong person or a noble.
Then...
He was probably going to suffer.
The transcendent being world was incomparably cruel.
Although the Blackguard suppressed and intimidated them in every possible way, those strong people who stood in the clouds still had countless ways to deal with others.
Take today\'s matter for example.
If he was really a strong person/noble, he only needed to bring a message to his family.
Under fear, there was no need for outsiders to do anything. His family would give him an explanation.
Therefore, Jing Sheng understood that if he turned around and left.
He was afraid that his fate would no longer be free.
Thus, he mustered up his courage and walked forward.
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an took the menu and looked at it one by one.
The names of the dishes on the menu were strange.
What Eight Trigrams Soup, Immortal Jump, Nine Turn Mushroom Stew...
He had never heard of them.
Fortunately, there were pictures on the menu.
Eight Trigrams Soup should be meatball soup, Immortal Jump should be Buddha jumps over the wall, and Nine Turn Mushroom Stew should be mushroom scrambled eggs.
Ling Ping\ 'an shook his head and thought, "It should be the chef here who has his own personal tricks, right?"
He thought of one of the four great masterpieces, the various delicacies recorded in Dream of the Red Chamber.
Each of them was incomparably complicated.
"Then shall I try it?" With this thought in mind, Ling Ping\ 'an began to order.
He picked up a pen and started to draw on the menu.
First, he drew a tick on the [Immortal Jump], and then on a dish called [Three Talents Pork].
After thinking for a while, Ling Ping\ 'an looked at his cat.
"Little Darling, eat the fish!"
Meow!
The little guy was very obedient.
Ling Ping\ 'an smiled and drew a tick on the dreamy cloud fish.
Then, he pressed the bell to order the meal.
After a while, a waiter came in front of him.
"Sir..." the waiter asked, "Do you want to order?"
Ling Ping\ 'an nodded and handed the menu to him.
After the waiter took it, he immediately asked with a smile, "Sir, let me confirm with you..."
"You ordered Immortal Jump, Three Talents Meat, Dreamy Cloud Fish..."
"Okay!" Ling Ping\ 'an nodded.
The waiter smiled, "Thank you, a total of 300 points..."
"Please show me your card..."
All the diners in the restaurant were alarmed and turned around to look.
300 points for a meal?
It was equivalent to a year\'s worth of points for most people!
Naturally, everyone was surprised.
"Who is he?" People couldn\'t help but be puzzled.
"Points?" Ling Ping\ 'an was puzzled. He didn\'t quite understand, but he still took out his room card.
The moment his room card appeared, the door opened.
The waiter immediately smiled, "So you\'re the invited person!"
"The invited person is free!"
He returned the room card.
Guests personally invited by the royal family could naturally order whatever they wanted.
… …
Jing Sheng quietly walked to the window by the side and watched from afar.
"Thank you, a total of 300 points..." the waiter\'s voice entered his ears.
Jing Sheng bit his lips and prayed in his heart, "No, no... please don\'t!"
A person who could spend 300 points for a meal...
If it was true...
Jing Sheng knew that his legs would definitely be broken by his family and his mouth would be swollen.
Then, he would be personally escorted by his brother, stripped naked, and with poisonous thorns on his back, he would crawl over to beg for mercy.
This was the transcendent being world.
The strong could not be underestimated!
Unfortunately, his prayer failed.
That person took out a room card from his pocket.
It was black with a mysterious edge and a dragon pattern on it.
This was something that only distinguished guests could have!
He was a guest personally invited by the royal family!
And the waiter quickly confirmed this fact.
"So you\'re the invited person!"
"The invited person is free!"
Jing Sheng turned around. The sister of the Wang family behind him had already distanced herself from him.
"Jing Sheng, don\'t blame me..."
"I don\'t want to be beaten by my family..."
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