The Urban Successor of God of Gluttony Chapter 229: It’s them who regret it
Comfortable, as above.
Angkor found that after eating the 888 chicken blood soup, any delicious things that he had eaten before were dull and tasteless, and they could not be compared with the chicken blood soup in front.
One bite, then another bite, another bite, Angkor drank four or five bites in a moment, with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Angkor, your chicken blood soup, can I taste a bite!"
The companions around Angkor whispered a question, seeing Angkor being so intoxicated with chicken blood soup, they were also curious about the 888 chicken blood soup and wanted to have a sip, take a look This chicken blood soup, which is ten times cheaper, tastes worse.
Angkor’s face was hesitant. He was usually not a stingy person. He often invited everyone to eat, but with such a delicious chicken blood soup, he suddenly stumped up and divided it out, and he felt very distressed. Not because of money, but purely because of food.
In the shop, more and more people come in.
Guzheng’s chicken blood soup has been prepared, and the fragrance is gradually dissipating. Many people around have found a place. Those who find the place call new friends, so that more and more people know this place. There are more and more people.
Except for those who smelled and spread each other, the rest were attracted by the headlines of the food channel.
The portal still has a certain credibility. There are many people willing to believe them. After coming here to smell the fragrance, I am more convinced that there were only more than one hundred people at eight o'clock. By eight o'clock, the store was already More than two hundred people.
"Okay, only a sip!"
Angkor himself gave a little bit to his companions, only soup, no chicken blood, even if this soup he was very sad.
It’s so delicious, I really don’t want to share it, but my companions have already taken the initiative to open their mouths. Before his chicken blood soup did not arrive, he still took the initiative to divide him up. Now he is really difficult to refuse.
If you can’t refuse, just divide it.
With less than a spoonful of soup, Angkor pours it carefully to his companion, who frowns and frowns. He just gave Angkor several spoons just now, but now, Angkor gives him a little.
Half a spoonful of soup, no chicken blood at all, I don’t think it’s enough to stop my teeth.
Despite his dissatisfaction, he still took it. After all, the price of the two foods is there. In terms of weight, Angkor is so little, and the value is higher than what he just divided.
"Angkor, please give me some!"
When I just got out and made Angkor's blood drip again, he regretted it. Why did he try the chicken blood soup of a few people? Now he can't help but refuse.
"One point, one point!"
Frustrated and helpless, Angkor divided a few spoons. The companion who had been divided into more than half a spoon had put the soup in his mouth. His eyes were straight like the previous Angkor. .
It's also chicken blood soup, but the taste is really different.
The chicken blood soup they used to drink has already felt very good and awesome. It is a rare delicacy on the earth. I think that there is no more chicken blood soup that exceeds this taste.
Unexpectedly, such an idea was broken so quickly.
The chicken blood soup that tastes better than before, yes, really, and it tastes more than double. This chicken blood soup completely subverts his knowledge of the soup. He never thought about it, and Soup can make such a flavor.
No, not only soups, but none of the foods he has tasted can compare with the chicken blood soup in front of him.
This soup is the best food he has ever eaten, and he deserves it.
The other companions are like him. After drinking the soup that Angkor distributed to them, they all have the same look. The four people looked at Angkor together, and their eyes were full of longing.
"No more, no more, no one is gone!"
Angkor hurried to protect his soup, feeling unsafe. He took the bowl carefully to another table, afraid that these partners would grab his chicken blood soup.
At 8:15, the security guard started to stop people at the door. There are already 300 people in the store, and more than 300 people have to wait. You can’t let everyone wait in the store, go out alone in the store, and put one in. This is the preparation that Changfeng made before.
Looking now, he is quite right and necessary.
After fifteen minutes of trial operation, the store was full of people. This kind of popularity was expected by Changfeng, but it was completely beyond the expectations of the manager. While busy, he was full of shock, and today is a shock. Then, at fifteen, the cashier said that 888 chicken blood soup had been sold out.
One hundred and eighty-eight copies, still a small bowl, sold out in fifteen minutes. This was the first day of trial operation. The head of the store was a little dizzy. What store was he in charge of? This is simply evil.
Angkor protects his bowl, but the remaining four people feel uncomfortable.
It’s not to blame Angkor. Their 88 chicken blood soup tastes good, but it’s far worse than Angkor’s, especially after eating Angkor’s chicken blood soup, after eating their own , I always feel the taste is very light, something is not right.
"I also want a copy!"
"Me too!"
Two of the four got up. The 1988 chicken blood soup was expensive, but it was worth the money. The taste was really great. They were delicious.
It's such a delicious taste that one bite is definitely a torture. It's not good to have a good taste. I'm afraid I will miss it today.
Before they thought that Angkor would regret buying expensive chicken blood soup. It turned out that the person who regretted it was them. Sure enough, the price was one cent for each item. This chicken blood soup is expensive. It is really good.
The two got up and went to the checkout counter, while the other two were hesitant. There was already a long queue at the checkout counter.
"What is there, why is it gone?"
Someone shouted suddenly in front of me. This is someone who wants to order 888 chicken blood soup. The cashier told him that this chicken blood soup has been sold out, and now there are only 88 bowls. .
The two companions who went to the queue were stunned.
None~IndoMTL.com~ Actually gone, now they just can’t eat it anymore, they are out of stock, they are really out of it, and they walked back with regret.
Today is gone, I can only come back tomorrow. I must come early tomorrow and drink a bowl of chicken blood soup.
Four people quickly finished the chicken blood soup in front of them, and Angkor also finished his small bowl. One bowl was not full at all, but he was already very satisfied. Today there is no white money, and there is no white flower for this money. This bowl of chicken blood soup subverts his understanding of food. For the first time, he knew that there are foods that can be made so delicious and have such a taste.
For a foodie, there is nothing more satisfying than eating the most satisfying food.
The chicken blood soup made by Guzheng, first of all, is much stronger than other foods. The quality reaches the ordinary level of the old soup, the ordinary level of the fairy chicken, and the old soup contains five high-quality ingredients. All increase the taste of chicken blood soup.
The celestial cooking skills and the immortal power of the ancient contenders make it all blend together perfectly. This bowl of chicken blood soup is absolutely unmatched among ordinary people. The price of Ji Lingding is actually not very high. If it is in the fairy world, the chicken blood soup made by the lord Fang Xian personally, some people are willing to buy innumerable wealth to buy and taste it, but it is not available.