Gourmet of Another World Chapter 10: The principle of not being moved by money


Zhao Ruge wears a slender white robe with a clean face. The black hair is fixed with a green hair bun, which is quite beautiful. Step on a pair of leather boots, and the belt is inlaid with beautiful jade. noble has no loss of grace.

"Zhao Ruge?!"

Sun Qixiang stood up in embarrassment and covered important parts of his body with his hands. gloomy looked at the handsome man in front of him.

"Unexpectedly, Sun Dashao still has this kind of hobby, Ruge really opened his eyes today." Zhao Ruge chuckled, his eyes twirled round and round, with strange expressions on his face.

Sun Qixiang's entire face almost turned red, and he turned to look at a small janitor behind Zhao Ruge, the one who followed exactly next to him.

Snatching Xiao Xiao's clothes, Sun Qixiang's face is better. Instead of paying attention to Zhao Ruge, he turned to Small Shop of Bu Fang and yelled loudly and fiercely: "I will not hit you this Small Shop tomorrow, Lao Tzu is not a surname! You wait for me! "

After scolding, Sun Qixiang slender eyes glanced at Zhao Ruge and said: "Great Genius Zhao, your goddess of dream is in that small restaurant, kindly remind you that this small restaurant is weird, but Great Beauty Xiao has a tendency to sink into it. . "

After Sun Qixiang said, he didn't watch the Zhao Ruge's reaction, gloomy left his face with a big face.

"Sinking?" Zhao Ruge's mouth slightly tilted, and a smile filled with profound meaning appeared on Junmei's face. He looked at the simple and crude, a small restaurant in the alley.

A small restaurant in such a remote place will be consumed by some people, and it is still the child of Great General Xiao with the identity noble in Im­pe­r­ial Capital. It is said that there is no weirdness, Zhao Ruge will not believe it.

The curiosity of Zhao Ruge is moving towards the restaurant, and I want to see what is magical in it.

However, before he got to the door, he saw the Xiao Family brother and sister who came out of the restaurant. The faces of the two seemed different.

Xiao Yanyu is very uneasy at the moment, not because Bu Fang throws Sun Qixiang out of Small Shop, but because of Egg Fried Rice, after eating that Improved Version Egg Fried Rice , Xiao Yanyu found that True Energy in his body was actually boiling, which increased a lot, although not yet Reached the level of breakthrough, but this improvement is already very considerable.

A bowl of Improved Version Egg Fried Rice can actually enhance cultivation base, the effect is comparable to a fourth grade elixir, and compared to elixir, the taste of Egg Fried Rice is simply fascinating.

No wonder that at least third grade Battle Maniac cultivation base can be used to order this Improved Version Egg Fried Rice . The increase in True Energy alone exceeds the total amount of second grade Battle-Master. Once second grade Battle-Master is eaten, not only cannot it be breakthrough, but it will also be burst by the sudden increase of True Energy. .

"Yanyu, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ruge saw Xiao Yanyu, a soft touch flashed in eyes, stepped forward and asked softly.

Xiao Yanyu whole body is immersed in the joy of cultivation base growth, and ignores Zhao Ruge at all, Xiao Xiaolong is staring at Zhao Ruge vigilantly, he did not expect Zhao Ruge to appear here ... could it be that is Sun Qixiang ’s letter from Sun Zixiang?

Looking at the two who neglected themselves and went away, Zhao Ruge was even more curious. This Small Shop can actually make Yanyu look like that. What is mysterious?

"Welcome to the next time." After sending away my uncle's Xiao Family sibling, Bu Fang yawned to prepare to close today's business.

Iron robot Whitey is back in the kitchen, holding on to its position.

When the door is lifted, before it is closed, a slender handsome figure appears in front of Bu Fang.

"Boss, don't close the door first, I also want to taste the Boss's culinary arts."

Zhao Ruge looked at Bu Fang with a smile. He was partial and elegant, standing in the doorway of Small Shop handsomely, and a gust of wind passed, Roll up turned the white gown on Zhao Ruge.

Bu Fang expressionlessly looked at Zhao Ruge, Zhao Ruge looked at him with a smile.

"Oh, today's business hours are over. Please come back tomorrow. "

Bu Fang said flatly, after speaking, he ignored Zhao Ruge and continued to close the door.

The look on Zhao Ruge's face is suddenly. Is this Boss rejecting guests? How dare this Small Shop special dare to refuse guests?

"Isn't the business hours fixed ... Can change, I can add some money." Zhao Ruge thought about it again.

"No." Bu Fang expressionlessly.

Zhao Ruge frowns: "I can double the price, can I?"

Bu Fang thought for a while, or refused, "No."

Zhao Ruge beeped in his heart, this Small Shop, said he was really fat? He really didn't believe it, and the rich did not make money!

"Three times the price!"

"No."

"Four times the price?!"

"No ... no."

"Five times!" Zhao Ruge resisted the urge to kick the expressionlessly face of Bu Fang, and finally coldly said.

Five times? !! Bu Fang was bleeding, five times the price, a bowl of Improved Version Egg Fried Rice , precisely fifty, origin crystal, a bowl of ordinary Egg Fried Rice precisely, five origin crystal ... he felt countless small coins flying in front of his eyes.

"As a fantasy world food chain's top 'God of Cooking', you must have your own rules and ethics, adhere to principles, and not be fooled by money! Do not buckle for money!"

In Bu Fang's heart, it was almost ready to move, almost when Zhao Ruge's was promised, the system was very suitable for a bowl of chicken soup, and Bu Fang was completely awoken.

Zhao Ruge is very proud. He saw the hesitation on Bu Fang's face, which shows that the other party will soon agree.

A small restaurant's Boss also talks to the This young master about principles. There are no principles that cannot be broken by a lot of money. If it doesn't work, then two big piles!

Bu Fang took a deep breath, and his face became more gloomy and ugly, with a stinky face glancing at the proud Zhao Ruge, then ...

"Bang!"

The door was tightly closed, and a loud noise surprised the Zhao Ruge.

"What's the matter? Boss you open the door Ah? Do you still do business?" Say good intentions, say good compromises? You can't recognize anyone if you turn your face!

Zhao Ruge, even if it is nourished, it is a bit anxious. Even if the Immortal Phoenix building of Im­pe­r­ial Capital first restaurant does not have more Small Shop than this, this small restaurant in Xiongwo actually tells itself the principle!

"Business hours are over today. If you want to eat, just come early tomorrow."

The Bu Fang coming from behind the closed door panel lazily accompanied the sound of yawning, and then it was silent.

No matter how Zhao Ruge knocks on the door, there is no response behind the door.

The **** dog lying at the door glanced at Zhao Ruge lazily with his eyes and continued to sleep. This **** dog seemed to eat in addition to ... precisely slept, but it turned the dog's life into a pig life.

Zhao Ruge finally determined that he was rejected, handsome and handsome, he was rejected by a small restaurant that didn't shit.

As if an invisible arrow pierced his heart.

Zhao Ruge even surrounded a hazy circle of True Energy in his white palm, third grade Battle Maniac cultivation base, he can't wait to smash Small Shop directly.

But after thinking about it, I finally give up.

"Very good! I'll take a look at come tomorrow, what kind of Small Shop dare to refuse me Zhao Ruge!"

Zhao Ruge is son of Left Minister, identity noble. Whoever sees him in Im­pe­r­ial Capital wants to give a little noodles. Now eating in a small restaurant, this is a living a slap to the face!

The angry Zhao Ruge dispersed True Energy in his hand and turned away.

The **** dog is lying on his back, looking at the back of Zhao Ruge, and rolling his eyes ...

Bu Fang returned to his room, and Zhao Ruge's was not taken seriously by him.

It's a long yawn, so sleepy today.

In bed, Bu Fang called up System Panel to watch.

host: Bu Fang

Gender: Male

Age: Twenty

True Energy cultivation base: first grade (As the God of Cooking in the Fantasy World, True Energy, young man must be used for future food, work hard.)

Cooking Talent: Unknown

Skill(s): None

Item: None

God of Cooking Overall Rating: Beginner (Finally newcomer to True Energy who learned to cook Egg Fried Rice.)

System Rank: 1-Star

Bu Fang's face suddenly emerged with surprise.

"Yes, there is first grade in True Energy cultivation base? Uh ... there is a could it be that system level?"


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