Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 10: The Principle of Money Freedom

Zhao Ruge wore a long white robe with a white face. The black hair was fixed with a turquoise haircut. He was quite handsome. He stepped on a pair of leather boots and his belt was set with beautiful balls. He was noble and stylish.

“Zhao Rusong?! ”

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

“I didn't expect Sun Dae-jung to have this habit. Song really opened his eyes today.” Zhao Rusheng smiled softly. The silk thread with a gentle twist of his eyes circled around Sun Qixiang's body, and his face opened strangely.

Sun Qixiang's entire face almost turned red. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Rusingh's little page follower, who was the one who followed him earlier.

Taking off the clothes on the paperman, Sun Qixiang's face was a little better. Instead of ignoring Zhao Rusong, he turned to the small shop of walking formula and shouted vehemently: “I won't smash you into this small store tomorrow, my name is not Sun! You wait! ”

After the scolding, Sun Qixiang glanced at Zhao Rusong with a long glance: “Zhao Dazhi, your dream goddess is in that little restaurant. Kindly remind you that this little restaurant is strange, Xiao Damei has a tendency to sink into it. ”

Sun Qixiang finished his speech and did not see Zhao Rusong's reaction. He shook his face and left.

“Sinking?” Zhao Rusheng's mouth curled slightly and his handsome face filled with a deep smile. He looked at the small, small restaurant that opened in the alley.

A small restaurant in such a remote place, someone would actually consume it, and also the son and daughter of General Xiao Da, a noble Emperor, said it was not strange, Zhao Ruge would not believe it.

Zhao Ruge, curious in his heart, walked towards the restaurant and wanted to see what magic was in it.

Before he got to the door, however, he saw the Shaw brothers and sisters walking out of the restaurant, and their faces seemed different in color.

Xiao Yanyu's heart was very uneasy at this moment, not because he threw Sun Qixiang out of the small store, but because the egg fried rice, after eating the enhanced version of the egg fried rice, Xiao Yanyu found that his real qi actually boiled and increased a lot. Although it did not reach the level of breakthrough, this improvement is already very impressive.

A bowl of fortified egg fried rice can actually be improved to make it more effective than a four-pint medicine, and the taste of this egg fried rice is just as delicious as Dan medicine.

No wonder it takes at least three classes of war frenzy to order this enhanced egg stir-fried rice. The amount of true air alone is more than the total amount of second-class warriors. Once eaten, the second-class warriors will not only not be able to break through, but will also be sustained by this suddenly increased amount of true air.

“Firestorm, what's wrong with you?” Zhao Ruge saw Xiao Yanyu, his eyes flashed softly, step forward and asked softly.

Xiao Yanyu was all immersed in the joy of cultivating into growth. He ignored Zhao Ruxiang at all. Xiaolong stared vigilantly at Zhao Ruxiang. He did not expect Zhao Ruxiang to appear here... Is it the letter of Sun Qixiang's grandson?

Looking at the two people who ignored themselves and went straight away, Zhao Rusheng's curiosity is even worse. What is so wonderful about this small store that it can make the smoke rain appear?

“Welcome next time.” Sending away the shadowy Shaw brothers and sisters and walking around to beat the crap out of them, was ready to close today's business.

Creepy Robot Xiaobai returned to the kitchen and held on to his position.

The long, handsome figure appeared in front of the pedestrian before the door was lifted and closed.

“Boss, don't close the door yet. I'm going to try the boss's cooking. ”

Zhao Rugao smiled and looked at the pedestrian formula, biased, handsome standing in front of the small store, a gust of wind, rolled up Zhao Rugao's white long shirt.

He looked at Zhao Rusheng with no expression on his face. Zhao Rusheng looked at him with a smile.

“Oh, today's business hours are over, please come back tomorrow. ”

The gait was plain and said, ignoring Zhao Ruge and continuing to close the door.

Zhao Rusheng's face suddenly froze. Is the boss rejecting the guests? How the hell dare this shop refuse guests?

“Didn't people set the opening hours... can change, I can pay a little more.” Zhao Ruge thought about it and wanted to say it again.

“No way." There's no expression on the steps.

Zhao Ruge frowned: “I'll double the price. Is that okay? ”

The gait thought about it, or refused, "No. ”

Zhao Ruxing's heart beeped at the dog. The shop said he was really fat? He doesn't believe it. He doesn't make money!

“Triple price! ”

“No.”

“Four times the price?! ”

“No… no. ”

“Five times!” Zhao Ruge withstood the impulse to look at the faceless face of the gait, and finally said coldly.

Five times?! There is a drop of blood in the heart of the pedestrian cube, five times the price, a bowl of enhanced egg fried rice is fifty yuan crystals, a bowl of regular egg fried rice is five yuan crystals... he feels countless little money flying in front of him.

“As a chef god who wants to stand at the top of the food chain in the phantom world, you must have your own rules and conduct, stick to principles, and not be confused by money! Don't bend over for money! ”

Just as Zhao Ruge was almost promised by the foolishness inside the pedestrian formula, the system was very suitable to throw a bowl of chicken soup and wake up the pedestrian formula completely.

Zhao Ruge was very proud, and he saw the hesitation on his walking face, indicating that he was about to say yes.

The owner of a small restaurant told Ben less about the principles. There are no principles that can't be broken by a lot of money. If not, then two piles!

The gait shouted deeply. His face became more gloomy and ugly. He smelled a glance at Zhao Rusong, who was proud of Jungyang. Later...

“Boom!”

The door panel was tightly closed and a loud noise shocked Zhao Rusong.

“What's going on? Boss, you open the door? Are you still in business or not?” What about the promised move, the promised compromise? Why don't you turn your face around and recognize someone?

Even if Zhao Ruge had better cultivation, he still had some impatience. Even if the rules of Fengxian Tower in Didu's first wine building did not have this small store, this small restaurant in the nest could still tell itself the principles!

“Today's opening hours are over. If you want to eat, you can come early tomorrow. ”

The slackening of the footsteps coming from the closing door panels was accompanied by the sound of a beating of arrears, which later became silent.

No matter how Zhao Ruge knocked on the door, there was no response behind the door.

The big black dog lying at the door lazily glanced at Zhao Rusong with his dog's eyes and continued to bury his head to sleep. The big black dog seemed to have lived a pig's life besides eating... just sleeping.

Zhao Ruge finally made sure that he was rejected. He was handsome and turned down by a small restaurant where birds didn't shit.

It was like an invisible arrow pierced his heart.

Zhao Rugao's palm even wrapped a circle of hazy sincerity, and he was eager to smash the shop directly because of the three-pint war.

But when I think about it, I finally give up.

“Great! Tomorrow I will come and see what kind of store dares to refuse me Zhao Ruge! ”

Zhao Ruge is the son of the left face, noble identity. Anyone who sees him in the Emperor should give him a few thin noodles. Today he actually eats in a small restaurant. This is a living face beating!

Angry Zhao Ruge dissipated his true temper and turned away.

The big black dog lay still, looked at Zhao Ruge's back and turned a white eye...

Walking back to his room, Zhao Ruge's affairs were not at all on his mind.

Another long beating of the arrears, so sleepy today.

Lie on the bed and step out of the system panel to watch.

Host: Pedestrian

Gender: Male

Age: twenty

The true qi is: a pint (as the chef god of the magical world, the food of the future must use the true qi, teenager, work hard.

Cooking Talent: Unknown

Skill: None

Props: None

Chef Goddess Overall Rating: Getting Started New (Finally, Getting Started New to Cooking Egg Fried Rice.

System Level: One Star

The face of the gait came as a surprise.

“You really have a taste? Eh... Is there a level in the system? ”