Interstellar Miner

Chapter 406 First Meeting
The main course is a large bowl of black chicken carefully prepared by silky chicken, four dishes of fried crab roe tofu, braised eggplant in oil, ants climbing a tree, and wine-flavored bean sprouts are all placed on the Eight Immortals table, which happens to be four dishes and one soup.

Qingyu Xiaodaojun glanced at the four dishes, and first tasted the black chicken!
Generally speaking, they are all boiled chicken. Although the bones of the silky chicken are black, the soup made from it is actually milky white. Chop the chicken.

Qingyu Xiaodaojun looked at this black chicken and felt quite novel. Although I have seen black chicken soup before, it is actually a different color, not much different from white chicken soup. I don’t know what is so mysterious about this black chicken soup ?
Qingyu Xiaodaojun scooped up a spoonful, blew on the hot air gently, and slowly sucked it into his mouth, um... eh?Huh! !Qingyu Xiaodaojun's complexion changed again and again, and he smacked his lips in surprise. It's really strange that he tasted three different kinds of delicious chicken soup one after another!
Qingyu Xiaodaojun drank a few more spoonfuls and nodded in admiration. It has been a long time since I met such a unique chef!
Qingyu Xiaodaojun continued to taste, hey, this big bowl of black chicken can change its taste over time, it's amazing!

"Girl, how do you make your black chicken?" Qingyu Xiaodaojun, who has tasted all the delicacies in the world, has tasted all the ingredients, but he really can't figure out how the taste of this black chicken keeps changing of.In fact, it is not so unusual for the taste of the dish to change, but no matter how it changes, the black chicken is so delicious, which is more difficult!
Kong Ling did not keep it private, and explained her cooking process from beginning to end in detail, but it was the ingenious use of texture and taste in solid, liquid, and gas states.

There are such cooking methods in the world, it really is a big place in the world, there are no surprises!Mr. Qingyu Xiaodao couldn't help being amazed, and approved the patent of Hei Zhanji on the spot!In addition to the patent of Xingguang Cold Noodles, Wu Xiahuai added a second patent of Black Chicken, and the chicken rice is still under review.

Kong Ling smiled slightly, but it was very convenient, and said, "Senior, please help me approve my chicken and rice."

It's just a matter of little effort, Qingyu Xiaodaojun hummed, it's done.

Kong Ling now has three patents in hand!

Seeing Mr. Qingyu Xiaodao eating the black chicken with both hands, Mo Xuan was not interested in tasting the four fried dishes, so he couldn't help but said: "Senior, this black chicken needs time to settle, the longer it is, the more fragrant it will be. You Isn’t there a story, tell us about it.”

Qingyu Xiaodaojun smiled happily, nodded, and greeted: "Okay, you don't just stand there, sit down."

Mo Xuan and Kong Ling agreed, then sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals and listened attentively.

Qingyu Xiaodaojun ate the black chopped chicken, and slowly talked about it.

long long ago.

There was a young man who was born in a very famous cultivating family - the Eastern Family!His name is Dongfang Yu.

Mo Xuan and Kong Ling glanced at each other, as expected!

Dongfang Yu is exceptionally talented, and his speed of cultivating immortals far surpasses his family's peers, and he is recognized as the successor of the Dongfang family.

However, Dongfang Yu, who is proud and arrogant, was stuck on the threshold of the foundation-building period for two full years, and he still couldn't get over it!And several leaders among their peers have successfully established their foundations with ease, surpassing Dongfang Yu.

Anxious Dongfang Yu decided to go out for some experience and seek breakthrough opportunities.The outside world is in turmoil, and the children of the Eastern family usually have achieved the foundation building period and have enough self-protection ability before going out to practice.

However, Dongfang Yu couldn't wait any longer, secretly concealed it from his family, and set foot on the interstellar teleportation array, really a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

After seeing the vast world outside, Dongfang Yu opened his eyes and realized how childish and ridiculous he was before.

Dongfang Yu originally carried a lot of money and spiritual stones with him, but he just watched a juggling show excitedly, and the treasure bag disappeared, and the rich young master suddenly became a penniless pauper, living on the streets , hit a wall everywhere!
However, Dongfang Yu also has a bad temper. He didn't want to escape back to the family with his tail between his legs and seek the family's protection. Instead, he gritted his teeth and tightened his belt to venture into the world alone!

Although Dongfang Yu has been stuck outside the gate of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is still an Immortal Cultivator after all. There are indeed a lot of Immortal Cultivators in the Qi Training Stage Ninth Floor, but Dongfang Yu is not an ordinary Qi Training Stage Ninth Floor.

The Dongfang family started out by making and selling talisman paper, and Dongfang Yu naturally also made a few talisman papers, so it was no problem to solve food and clothing.

Hearing that a planet famous for its gourmet food is going to hold a million chefs conference, Dongfang Yu, who is very particular about food since he was a child, was very interested in it. After a lot of money, he managed to get enough spirit stones to pay for the star teleportation array, and made a special trip to gourmet planet join in the fun.

The Wanchu Conference is indeed super lively, and the countless delicacies are really eye-opening.

It's just... the cash-strapped Dongfang Yu could only watch eagerly, unable to indulge in those expensive delicacies.

Dongfang Yu sighed, the Wanchu Conference should be able to taste it for free!The smell of so many delicacies makes my mouth water, but I can only look at it and not eat it, it is simply suffering!

Dongfang Yu swayed for a while, then left with a sigh.

After that, Dongfang Yu settled down on the gourmet planet, made talisman papers to make money and then went to taste the food, and then made money to taste the food, and he was bound to eat all the food on the gourmet planet!
Dongfang Yu saved up enough money again and went to a well-known Four Seasons Restaurant for dinner. When he got there, he realized that it was already overcrowded and had to wait in line.

"What, no money? Do you still want to eat the overlord's meal?"

"Where do you think we are here!"

Several guys yelled and kicked a farmer out.

The farmer said weakly: "But I heard from Qian Qi from the next village that you can eat delicious food here for free."

"There's no such thing as a free lunch in the world, get over it!" Several guys gave the farmer an annoyed look, turned around, and greeted other guests with smiles on their faces.

Only an older fellow fell behind and whispered to the farmer, "Go to the back door."

back door?The farmer was startled, and nodded with a vague understanding.

Dongfang Yu rubbed his chin strangely. Could it be that the back door can eat for free? Although he didn't quite believe it, he followed the farmer curiously to the back street.

This... here is... Dongfang Yu couldn't help being stunned.

Completely different from the busy, bright and prosperous Front Street, the Back Street is a dark and damp little street.

A group of beggars seemed to have settled down on both sides of the back door of the restaurant, sitting or lying on the street with their bowls and chopsticks beside them.

Dongfang Yu frowned, and took a closer look at the beggars. Most of them were skinny children, and some adults brought children with them. There were also some sleazy hooligans among them.

The smell in the back street is not very good, it seems that defecation and defecation are all done nearby, this... Dongfang Yu couldn't help but think of the face and inner meaning that his grandfather said, he didn't always understand it before, but now he understands it a lot.

The farmer was also a little dumbfounded, but he still walked over hesitantly, and asked an old beggar in a low voice: "Is there any free food here?"

The old beggar nodded, and said, "Yes, but you have to queue up, and if you scramble for it randomly, you won't be given it."

Really, the farmer nodded happily, and sat down honestly in an open space.

Dongfang Yu hesitated for a moment, but decided to wait and see what was going on.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and when Dongfang Yu was pacing for the sixth time thinking whether to leave, the back door of the hotel creaked open.

In an instant, the backstreet that was originally dizzy suddenly felt like chicken blood. Everyone looked at the past eagerly, and they picked up the bowls and chopsticks and rushed over. Although it was a bit messy, there was no pushing and shoving. Everyone is very conscious.

Dongfang Yu was stunned, and saw a young man with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, a bit mean face, wearing a gray gown and an apron around his waist, panting heavily, carrying a big wooden barrel and struggling to move it out, dripping with sweat.

The young man put the big wooden barrel on the ground, took a deep breath, didn't care to wipe his sweat, and greeted: "Everyone, hurry up and line up."

Dongfang Yu looked at it for a while, and understood a little bit, but all the food left over by the hotel guests was poured into this big wooden barrel, turning into a bucket of hodgepodge, which was recycled and distributed to these beggars for food.

Dongfang Yu shook his head speechlessly, so much food and soup mixed together, it was disgusting to look at, can this stuff be eaten?
The young man stirred in the big wooden bucket with a spoon, scooped up spoonful after spoonful, and distributed it to everyone.

Unknowingly, the food in the big wooden barrel has bottomed out, and there are still a few beggars who have not been able to get food, and they are looking at the young man helplessly.

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and returned the same way carrying the big wooden barrel.

There was nothing to see, Dongfang Yu was about to turn around and leave, but at this time, a dozen or so gangsters walked over with sticks in their hands.

Dongfang Yu frowned and stopped.

The dozen or so gangsters didn't make trouble, they just found a place to squat down, bragging and beating loudly, and didn't harass the beggars.

And the beggars continued to do what they were doing before. They gathered together to even out the meals, giving priority to the younger ones, and they ate with gusto.

Dongfang Yu looked at this scene and was speechless for a while. He was also hungry when he was in distress, but he was a cultivator after all, so he could meditate and suffer from hunger.But for mortals, it is really starving if you don't eat a meal.

Looking at those beggars who were yellow and emaciated, who were obviously not full enough to eat, wear warm clothes and not have enough nutrition, Dongfang Yu really had no choice but to just leave them alone!
Dongfang Yu found a slightly cleaner place, waved his sleeves to blow away the dust, and sat cross-legged. Feeling a little hungry, he began to meditate and close his eyes to rest his mind.

The beggars and gangsters looked at Dongfang Yu who was out of place in this back street, pointing and whispering, but no one provoked Dongfang Yu.

It didn't take long before the monkey-cheeked boy with a sharp mouth came out of the back door out of the back door, panting again, and put the big iron pot on the ground.

The big iron pot is no longer a hodgepodge, but a plate of dishes stacked together, some have eaten more than half of it, some have barely touched their chopsticks, and some leftovers from good plates have been put together into a plate.

The gangsters giggled and got up from the ground, and rushed over eagerly, brother Bao, you have worked hard.

The beggars followed closely behind and lined up in a relatively orderly manner. The farmer watched everyone pass by and hurriedly followed.

The young man quickly distributed stacks of dishes for everyone to enjoy.

The gangsters happily sat down on the ground with a few plates of dishes, forming a circle and happily dividing them up.

The beggars gorge themselves, no matter what is on the plate, they stuff it into their mouths desperately, wishing they could swallow their tongues.

Finally, the division was over, the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around, and saw that everyone was eating happily, he couldn't help but smile in relief.

Hey, who is that little brother?Young Lang picked out a plate of cakes that were missing two pieces from the bottomed-out big iron pot, walked over, knelt down and handed it to Dongfang Yu.

Smelling the scent of pastries, Dongfang Yu opened his eyes, looked at the pastries on the plate, then looked at the young man, raised his brows, and asked wonderingly: "Do you think I look like someone who can't afford to eat?"

(End of this chapter)