I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Chapter 77 Steamed Buns ()

Fu Yao served the steaming noodles when everyone was still unsatisfied after eating the steamed buns.

The hair-thin snow-white noodles are swimming in the red soup, and the green vegetables add color. The top is covered with ginger duck, which makes people's fingers twitch when they look at it.

"Here are the noodles. These are the noodles I just made. They must be strong!"

Since no one had eaten before, Fu Yao filled a bowl and sat next to them, preparing to give a demonstration to avoid unnecessary embarrassment.

"It's best to stir this noodle, so you can eat it in big mouthfuls, and it will feel more like eating noodles when you spit it out."

While demonstrating, Fu Yao picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put them into his mouth, making a sound.

Everyone also stirred the noodles and slurped them into their mouths, not to mention learning the essence!
"Wow, delicious, delicious."

Some time ago, the immortal cultivators who were not very accustomed to using chopsticks used them all in order to eat delicious food. Now they are flying with chopsticks. In less than twenty breaths, everyone drank all the soup. of.

"Ah! Comfortable!"

Everyone rubbed their warm bellies and looked comfortable, without any of the reluctance or disobedience they had when they first came in.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, your noodles are so delicious. Not only does it taste good, but it also has enough spiritual power. If you are not in a hurry for this mission, you must buy more to eat during the mission."

Xin Yuanqi is very proud of her choice. Even after using the special spirit stone for this mission, it seems that her choice is correct.

"As long as it tastes delicious, I hope you will come to support me more in the future."

"Our mission will last about five days. When we come back, we will ask fellow Taoist Fu to cook us a table of delicious food."

"We are waiting for your visit at any time. The mission goes well!"

Fu Yao handed the packed buns to Xin Yuanqi, touching the warmth of the middle-grade spiritual stone, and the smile on her face became more sincere.

After the group left, Fu Yao turned her attention to the two timid clerks.

Gong Yejing and Ling Hua, who were originally very generous, had been standing aside in a reserved and awkward manner since the group came in, saying nothing, trying their best to reduce their sense of presence.

"What's going on with you guys? You didn't say a word when the customers came to the door. After that, you two basically guarded the store. I remember that you guys are not gourds with sawed lips and can't hold back a word."

Fu Yao is really busy. She will go back to Wuxiang Peak to practice swordsmanship soon. She squeezed out all the time this morning.

The two of them lowered their heads with guilty consciences, speechless and in a state of wanting to stop talking.

Fu Yao thought about it and realized the current predicament of the two of them.

"It is inevitable to meet someone with a higher level of cultivation than you. Today we are here to build the foundation, and tomorrow there will be Jindan, Nascent Soul, and Transformation God. You all have to get used to these.

They all come to consume, but other places sell spiritual talismans, spiritual weapons, and elixirs, while we sell spiritual food. "

"Fang City has a special picket team. Ordinary people will not come to make trouble. In short, you should adapt as soon as possible.

Someone is coming, Gong Yejing, come on, I believe you! "

The fourteen-year-old Gong Yejing was just losing her baby fat. When she was having sex, she had a little beauty. Now she was pointing at herself in surprise. She was very surprised that she had clicked on her?
That's right, it's you, hurry up.

Fu Yao indicated with her eyes that she would not refuse at all.

Gong Yejing took a deep breath, slightly alleviating the tension and embarrassment in his heart. "What are you selling here? I've been craving for this scent since I was a kid, and the gluttons in my stomach are rebelling."

A middle-aged rough man rubbed his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

It was obvious that he really got up from bed. Fu Yao could tell at a glance that the other person was only at the seventh level of qi training. The frost in his eyes was also obvious. He judged that he was a low-level monk who was struggling to make a living in the market. His daily life was difficult.

I guess I don't have any spiritual stones to waste on buying Bigu Pills. It took me a lot of mental struggle to step into my own shop.

"Fellow Taoist, this is our menu, what do you want to eat?"

Gong Yejing handed over the menu specially made by Fu Yao, which had a detailed introduction, such as the buns, from what grade of flour to what kind of fillings were used, everything was clearly stated on it and the price was clearly marked.

Oh open!

A first-grade pork bun actually costs a piece of low-grade spiritual stone. This is a money grab!
Zhu Jianghui's eyes widened as he sat on the chair. Is he ignorant or is this just a black shop?

Smelling the faint fragrance in the air, his stomach growled and he swallowed secretly.

It's tempting!
But the lowest item on the menu is steamed buns, which also cost two low-grade spiritual stones. One day's harvest may not necessarily result in one low-grade spiritual stone, so it is really unaffordable.

But it is true that I use real ingredients. I have never eaten such delicious spiritual food. Compared with the food in the sect canteen, it is in heaven and on earth.

Just when he was debating whether to leave or not, another cute little girl came.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, I'm here to eat steamed buns. The third-grade steamed buns are not sold out! I woke up early today because I was afraid that they would be sold out in time."

An Nan has been a frequent visitor to Tingting Xiaozhu for more than a month. She has witnessed with her own eyes how popular the spiritual food made by Fu Yao is. A little later, it is gone.

"You're so early, we've just opened the store."

Fu Yao signaled Ling Hua to come forward to receive the distinguished guests, pretending to be busy.

"Hello, guest, this is the menu of the shop. There are two kinds of fillings for Sanpin Baozi today, one is venison and the other is pork with green onions. Which one do you want to eat?"

Ling Hua was a boy after all. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and stepped forward to ask.

In the end, An Nan ordered a table full, wishing she could eat all the varieties at once. If these spiritual foods weren't full of spiritual power, she might have ordered more.

"The ones I just ordered, the fifth-level one, will be packed away later."

"Ouch, it's so delicious!"

An Nan was gnawing on a meat bun that was bigger than an adult's hand. As soon as he bit through the skin of the bun, the overbearing fragrance became even stronger, and it kept getting into Zhu Jianghui's nose.

Zhu Jianghui covered his stomach that kept growling and kept staring at the oily buns. He swallowed unconsciously. What should he do if he felt even hungrier?
"Fellow Taoist, give me a first-grade pork bun with green onions."

Zhu Jianghui reluctantly placed a low-grade spiritual stone on the table.

The snow-white buns are served on a pink porcelain plate. There are some neat pleats on the buns, which look very cute.

After taking a bite, the bun was soft, with thin skin and plenty of filling. The spiritual energy poured directly into the meridians and converged to the limbs. It was so warm that I couldn't help but sigh.

This is the most delicious spiritual food he has ever tasted. Even the second-grade Chixiao fruit does not taste so delicious or have such abundant spiritual energy.

Zhu Jianghui was like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng, devouring the buns in a few mouthfuls, and hurriedly left Tingting Xiaozhu. He stayed behind for fear that he would not be able to bear spending any more spiritual stones. Spending one spiritual stone on a bun was already a luxury!