Gourmet of Another World Chapter 417: Egg Fried Rice without aroma
"What? You said that Boss left Imperial Capital and traveled again?"
Ni Yan looked at the Ouyang Xiaoyi in front of his face and asked strangely, Ouyang Xiaoyi nodded his head for sure.
However, she also sees no surprises. She walked outside with Boss for three days. She rarely ran in the shop. However, every time Boss comes back, there will be new dishes. You should run to find inspiration. Right.
Ni Yan sighed, his face was a bit lost, and I wanted to come to see Boss and try the dishes of Boss's own culinary arts.
Then this guy didn't know where to run ...
Forget it, in that case, I can only see you in the future.
Ni Yan is also chic. After thinking about it, a beautiful smile bloomed on the beautiful face.
After she said goodbye to Ouyang Xiaoyi and Xiao Xiaolong, she turned around and left Small Shop. The graceful figure soon disappeared into the busy street of Imperial Capital.
It's time for her to leave Land of Southern Border.
...
One night fifty origin crystal inn, it really feels very comfortable to live, after all, for a penny and a penny, whether it is the facilities and equipment inside or the peaceful environment, all make Bu Fang a good accommodation experience .
The next day, he checked out early. The woman who checked out was not the woman she saw yesterday.
I wanted to ask Bu Fang suddenly about the Cloud Mist Restaurant information.
After checking out, Bu Fang walked out of the gorgeous inn and walked on the street of Heavenly Mist City's according to the information given by the woman yesterday.
Tianlan City is really big. The houses on both sides are row upon row, the streets are crowded, and the roads are running around, making Bu Fang feel like walking into a maze.
There are many different spirit beast horse-drawn carriages on the street. They are galloping at a fast speed.
Heavenly Mist City's is more advanced and prosperous than Clear Wind Imperial Capital, which is really more than one grade higher.
Both sides of the street are full of elixir shops, all of which sell elixir are Alchemist.
Don't look at Alchemist as a wealthy industry. In fact, there are very few Alchemists that can really make money because Alchemist has a failure rate. Once it fails, the materials and energy and money bet will be put to torch.
The risks are equally high.
The trained elixir is very difficult to sell in Tianlan City.
So, in Tianlan City, the competition of elixir shop is very fierce.
Bu Fang just walked in front of these elixir shops, and was almost pulled into the shop by a group of passionate folks.
However, Bu Fang has a face, a feeling that people don't enter, and they are ruthlessly rejected.
Compared to elixir, Bu Fang believes in its own culinary arts.
"Cloud Mist Restaurant ... seems like precisely goes straight." Bu Fang glanced at the address again and frowned.
Bu Fang moved on. On his shoulders, Golden Pippi Shrimp was sleeping on his stomach.
Walking away, the surrounding noise disappears gradually.
The tall buildings on both sides of row upon row also don't know when they will disappear, they will all become low-rise houses.
These houses are a bit dilapidated and very old. At a glance, precisely has some years. Compared with the previous high-rise buildings, it is almost precisely.
But when Bu Fang saw these houses, there was a slight excitement on his face.
It seems that the restaurant is almost there.
Sure enough, after taking a few more steps, Bu Fang is seeing a restaurant in the distance.
Cloud Mist Restaurant.
A plaque hung in front of the restaurant.
It's just different from Bu Fang's imagination. The last restaurant in Tianlan City is actually lonely and terrible. There is no one guest.
As the only restaurant in the city, with so few competitors, how could there be no guests at all?
Bu Fang is a little confused.
He stepped into the restaurant.
The restaurant's hygiene is good, and it doesn't have the musty smell of the old house. Although there are few guests, every table is clean and clean.
There are several spirit trees in the store. These spirit trees stretch out their branches and emit spiritual energy, which makes the air in the restaurant more fresh.
A burly figure lies on the counter of the restaurant.
Bu Fang's footsteps into Small Shop are very light, but the burly figure still trembles, his ears move, and his head is raised sharply.
"Welcome to Cloud Mist Restaurant, may I help you?"
A not too sharp female voice remembered that the burly figure came out of the counter and appeared in front of Bu Fang.
Bu Fang looked at the person in front of her, and suddenly frowned.
He shouldn't have gone wrong, right? Yesterday, the woman said that her shopkeeper was her best friend. She should also be a woman ...
What is this rough man in front of.
The rough man seemed to be in a daze when he saw Bu Fang, and he was stunned, reminding Bu Fang.
Bu Fang looked at the eyes of this big man suddenly creepy.
Because there is a female voice coming out of this big Han mouth.
This guy is a woman Ah!
I never thought that ... the Small Shop is really a woman, so it seems he should have gone right.
After the initial shock, Bu Fang calmed down and found a place to sit down, then glanced at the woman lightly.
"Take the best of your dishes here," said Bu Fang.
Bu Fang never underestimates any Small Shop, because maybe an Small Shop will come up with something delicious that will shock you.
The older the Small Shop, the more valuable it is in its town shop, which is a craft handed down from generation to generation.
The woman listened to the words of Bu Fang, suddenly was excited, her eyes narrowed, and her huge body dangling ran towards the kitchen in excitement.
Looking at the woman's swinging hands, the back of a trot, the corner of Bu Fang's mouth was a twitch.
You can imagine the back of a burly man running like a little girl.
Absolutely spicy eyes.
Bu Fang thinks that the big reason for this restaurant to have no guests is probably precisely because of the existence of this woman ...
Oh! !!
In the kitchen, the sound of stir-fry, and the metal collide sound from the iron pan and spatula soon sounded.
It feels a bit rhythmic.
It's just that Bu Fang of bored to death can't help frowning, because there is no aroma floating from the kitchen, which is a bit weird.
Under normal circumstances, such stir-fried dishes are all a little bit of aroma, and with the smell of Bu Fang, they can definitely smell the first time.
Bu Fang suddenly felt anxious in my heart.
A short while later, the burly woman came out with a smile on her face holding a steaming dish.
"Is this Egg Fried Rice?"
Bu Fang rare eyes widened and looked at the bowl in front of him ... Egg Fried Rice.
This woman's special fried Egg Fried Rice can not even show a little aroma, and it is also capable.
Looking at Egg Fried Rice, a whole egg in this bowl was not scattered, Bu Fang felt a little speechless.
The rice grains are all fried and scorched ...
This girl is almost catching up with Ouyang Xiaoyi's girl.
"Guest, you have a taste. It has been a long time since cooking. The craftsmanship may be a little strange."
Bu Fang deep breath, still does not smell any aroma.
The Egg Fried Rice can be fried without the slightest scent, which is also a craft.
Bu Fang's face became serious, picking up a porcelain spoon leaning on the bowl was scooping ... Egg Fried Rice.
"Yo ... this is the sun hitting the west and Ah? came out. Will you even come to this broken restaurant?"
Just when Bu Fang was going to put the Egg Fried Rice in the entrance, there was a surprised taunt outside the door.
When the burly woman heard this voice, her face changed suddenly, her face filled with grief and anger.
I saw two figures walking slowly from outside Cloud Mist Restaurant.
Here are two young men wrapped in black robes. The face of a young man was covered with disdain, and he glanced at Small Shop, and kept humming.
"What are you going to do, Nangong Ming! I'm open here! You're going to be troubled ... come back later!"
When the burly woman moved, she stood in front of the two youths and said coldly.
After speaking, the woman turned her head and looked gently at Bu Fang.
"Guest, please rest assured, eat slowly, I Yang Meiji promises that no one will disturb you to eat."
Her Small Shop finally came to a guest. How could she be smashed?
The restaurant that inherited her father's has long been not for the purpose of making money, but only for the original heart in her heart, to remember the glory of many restaurants in Tianlan City.
"It's you? Yang Meiji, who do you think you can stop Ah?? I don't expect anyone in Tianlan City to choose to eat at the restaurant. tut tut 啧 ... It's so big in the world, it's amazing." >
Nangong Ming walked slowly, Yang Meiji suddenly stared angrily, took a step to stop him.
But a step taken by a man beside Nangong Ming, a hand pressed on Yang Meiji's shoulder, was to make the latter completely unable to move.
"Supreme-Being expert?" Yang Meiji was startled and looked at the man.
Nangong Ming bypassed Yang Meiji and sat across from Bu Fang, looking at Bu Fang with interest.
"Is n’t your Heavenly Mist City's the right person? Otherwise, you wo n’t go to this restaurant to eat." Nangong Ming said with a smile. "My son said, anyone who eats in this restaurant ... My son can't get through. "
Bu Fang looked at Egg Fried Rice and deep breath in porcelain spoon with a serious face.
As for Nangong Ming's words, he didn't listen at all.
Even if I listened in, Bu Fang didn't bother to respond. When I can eat, Bu Fang is definitely not ****** porcelain spoon lifts up and puts the spoonful of hot Egg Fried Rice into the mouth.
Huh? !!
Bu Fang was shaking for a while.
It feels as if an electric light is passing quickly from his mind.
"Boy ... are you deaf? Didn't you hear my son talking to you?" Nangong Ming looked at his Bu Fang and ignored suddenly.
Slap on the table.
A click.
Frightened Yang Meiji's huge body.
pū chī! !! !!
Bu Fang Eyes widened, and the moment Nangong Ming took a photo on the table, he finally ... couldn't help it.
The mouth is open, and the rice grains and egg pieces in the mouth are spraying out.
Fully sprayed on Nangong Ming's face.
The latter was stiff. dumbfound looked at Bu Fang, and his face was covered with brown rice grains, stunned.
Bu Fang patted his face, released a long breath, grinned, his face full of fear.
"This Egg Fried Rice ... is really killing Ah!"