Food King

Chapter 164 Here, No Privileges
The bright sun swayed from the sky and shrouded the earth, and the air began to be filled with some scorching heat. Even the occasional breeze could not drive away the stuffy heat in the air.

In the depths of the food court, in front of Wang Yan's booth, many eyes looked in surprise at the wretched man who stuck out his tongue and licked the coconut juice left in the plastic cup, the expressions on his face were extremely exciting.

It's not that they haven't seen a foodie before, but it's the first time they have seen a foodie like this wretched man in front of them, especially this foodie who has no image at all.

It felt like a beggar who had been hungry for a long time and suddenly got some delicious food that he yearned for most on weekdays.

Under the eyes of everyone, the wretched man nimbly licked the inside of the torn plastic cup with his tongue, over and over again, and made a squeaky sound, which made everyone even more dumbfounded.

And that wretched man seemed to have never heard of it, his scarlet tongue nimbly licked the wall of the cup, completely intoxicated by the joyful enjoyment brought to him by the coconut milk sago dew, the surrounding discussions, uproar, including that One after another stared at him in astonishment, but he ignored them all.

In his world at this moment, there is only the cup in front of him that seems to have been licked clean. Even though it has been licked very clean now, the wretched man still seems to be immersed in it. Until the taste on the cup has been licked and faded , just gradually came back to his senses.

The wretched man came back to his senses, glanced suspiciously at the crowd that had already gathered together, and looked at him with surprise, touched his cheek in surprise, muttered, rolled his eyes, and turned to face Walking out of the crowd, he didn't seem to feel anything at all about licking the cup before.

With the departure of the wretched man, the booth became bustling again. When the onlookers bought the Supreme Latiao and Shaqima, they would also add five low-grade primordial stones to buy a cup of coconut milk sago fruit dew. But no one went to taste it on the spot. Obviously, the incident of the wretched man earlier made them a little scruples, for fear that they would also indulge in it and make some jokes.

Just when this wave of people was queuing up to buy delicious food, among the crowd, three figures came slowly, one of them held a folding fan in his hand, and he was dressed in white. , it was Song Qian who had some minor feuds with Wang Yan before, and the only young master of the Lingyao Pavilion who sold medicine powder and pills in Zhao Guohuang.

Song Qian was in a pretty good mood. The Lingyao Pavilion had a special status in the imperial city. For this gourmet chef competition, the Lingyao Pavilion had already received an invitation.

In the imperial capital city, there are not many forces that can get such invitations, only the Quartet forces, who are also the gourmet group of this gourmet chef competition, are responsible for tasting and commenting on the dishes.

"I don't know what my father thinks. This kind of meaningless competition will even send me out. The Food Continent has long been torn apart, and the glory of the past has disappeared in the long history. This so-called competition is really I don’t know what’s the point.” Song Qian said as he walked forward, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, driving away the hot feeling in the air, and his eyes would inadvertently scan the various delicacies beside him .

"Since the Lord Pavilion Master has arranged for the Young Pavilion Master to come, the Young Pavilion Master is at ease. Anyway, it is only a symbolic participation. After all, we are in Zhao Kingdom, and the relationship with the imperial court must be well maintained." Song Qian died. , one of the two old men said in a low voice, it was the old man who followed Song Qian in Fangshi. His gaze made people know that he was not an ordinary old man.

And beside the old man in light-colored robes, another old man was short and thin, wearing coarse linen clothes, with downcast eyes, walking slowly, as if he was indifferent to everything around him, even the old man beside him and Song Qian He also seemed to have never heard of the conversation.

"Jian Lao is right, but I really don't have any appetite for these vulgar things." Song Qian nodded as the old man's voice fell behind him, but the gaze that swept across the delicious food on both sides remained the same. Indifferent. Even if you look carefully, you can still catch a trace of disdain.

"Although the young pavilion master is telling the truth, but when you comment on behalf of our Lingyao Pavilion later, don't be so direct." The old man known as Jian Lao said with a smile. Regarding the folk delicacies beside him, He also didn't have much interest, and his vision was also very high to be able to sit in the position of elder Keqing in the Lingyao Pavilion.

"That's natural." Song Qian nodded and smiled, shaking the folding fan in his hand slightly. As he walked forward again, his eyes swept the front casually, and then he focused slightly, showing a look of interest.

"It's quite lively over there, let's go and have a look." Song Qian said with a smile, and the place where his gaze was fixed on was also the crowd of people selling delicious food in Huba.

"It seems. They are acquaintances." As the three walked forward, Song Qian said with a smile again, a look of interest appeared in his eyes, and immediately after taking two steps again, he came to the front of the booth.

"It is indeed an acquaintance." The old man known as Jian Lao nodded and said with a meaningful smile. The old man's eyes casually scanned the three kinds of delicacies placed on the table, and fell on Huba not far behind. Looking at Wang Yan's body.

"Yesterday I thought he had a lot of background, and after a long time, it turned out that he was just a small peddler who can fiddle with these non-staple foods." Song Qian said again, and immediately looked at the three items in front of him with great interest, and when they fell into the price At the moment of the bar, his eyes froze slightly, and then he burst out laughing.

"Five low-grade primordial stones. It's really a lion's mouth." Song Qian said with a smile, and the interest on his face became more intense.

"You really dare to set the price. The five low-grade primordial stones have already caught up with the solids in our Spiritual Medicine Pavilion." The old man known as Jian Lao was also slightly taken aback, and then said in surprise.

"Supreme Latiao. Increase the strength of the physical body by one time in a short period of time?" Song Qian's eyes focused again. This effect is more domineering than the solid powder of the Lingyao Pavilion, which made him a little stunned. At the same time, he couldn't help laughing again.

The Lingyao Pavilion mainly focuses on refining medicinal powders. As for medicinal pills, there are not many refined medicinal powders. There is a huge difference between medicinal powders and medicinal pills. Because there are only three pharmacists in the entire Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, and secondly, the difficulty of refining pills is even more difficult than Yaosan, and the requirements are extremely demanding.

Among the three alchemists in the entire Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, only the pavilion master and another elder can guarantee a 50.00% success rate when refining pills, and the highest-grade third-grade pills, the entire Spiritual Medicine Pavilion There are only three of them, and all of them are worth thousands of yuan stones.

"It's interesting." Song Qian murmured softly again as if no one was there, glanced at the crowd still queuing up to buy beside him, and then took a step forward in deep thought.

"Here's the Supreme Spicy Strips, here's a bag to taste." Song Qian said, with a flip of his palm, ten low-grade primordial stones appeared in his hand, and he casually threw them on the table.

Huba lowered her eyes slightly, and greeted the diners who lined up in front of her. She had already spotted the three of Song Qian, but she didn't pay attention to it. Now, hearing the two people's unscrupulous comments, she didn't even line up, and directly threw out ten low-grade primordial stones , wanting to use this to obtain the priority right to purchase, at that moment, Qianmei frowned slightly, and then her cold eyes fell on Song Qian in front of him.

"Line up behind." Huba said calmly, without even looking at the ten low-grade primordial stones. When the voice fell, his slender palm waved lightly, and the ten low-grade primordial stones flew out suddenly and landed in front of Song Song dry arms.

"Here, no one is privileged."

(End of this chapter)