Food King

Chapter 52 The King of Dark Cuisine
Tianxiang Building, at the window on the second floor, Ah Da had a strange look on his face, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan frowned slightly, then stood up, and nodded to Zichuan.

"Let's talk again when we have time some other day. It looks like I'm going to excuse myself first." Wang Yan's voice fell, and Zi Chuan also nodded. When he stood up, he looked at the backs of Wang Yan and Wang Yan thoughtfully. .

"What's going on?" After leaving the Tianxiang Tower, Ah Er who was waiting at the side also followed. As the three of them walked, Wang Yan looked at the two of them and asked softly.

"You should see for yourself." Ah Da spread out his hands, the strange look on his face became more intense, and Ah Er on the side also suppressed his smile. Seeing this, after Wang Yan shook his head, he also quickened his pace some.

In the black shop, Fang Yuan stood aside with a sad face, looking at his father Fang BuTong and Fang Ran from time to time, but at this moment, both of them were pale, especially Fang Ran, perhaps because of his slightly lower cultivation base, There was sweat on his forehead, his lips were dry, and his whole body looked sluggish, and he looked at Fangyuan with a weak face.

Fang Butong raised his head with a pale face, and after coughing a few times, a trace of flush flashed across his pale face, his lips trembled, the disappointment on his face was mixed with bitterness, and he sighed softly in his heart.

"The good cooking skills you learned really gave us both a surprise." Fang differently said softly. At this moment, the energy in his body seemed to be hindered by some kind, and there seemed to be some stagnation in the operation, which also caused His chest was a little congested at the moment, but fortunately he could feel that this discomfort was only temporary, and it would gradually recover after the urging energy consumed the stale air in his body.

His eyes glanced casually across the table and there was still more than half of the fried rice left. Fang Budong felt like crying without tears. The so-called golden fried rice on the table was light yellow in color. The word "gold" is just one thing for the appearance, but another for the taste, texture and efficacy. After he ate three mouthfuls full of expectations, as he chewed, a faint fragrance permeated the room, as if it was related to some kind of food. The imperceptible thing has undergone a qualitative change. After the short-lived fragrance, there is a strange smell in his mouth. The most terrible thing is that after the fried rice entered his body, the turbidity formed eroded his body. , so that the circulation of Yuanli and blood also slowed down autonomously.

Fang Yuan didn't dare to speak out, but he felt extremely wronged in his heart. He had been in the black shop for some time, and he had a thorough understanding of the golden fried rice cooked by Wang Yan, whether it was the steps or the heat. He didn't have good skills, but he managed to cook the fried rice successfully, but what he didn't expect was that such a thing would happen.

And when Wang Yan entered the black shop, he was shocked by the scene in front of him for a moment. After asking Fang Yuan, Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry. Judging from the two people's reactions, Wang Yan already knew that this guy's knife skills are not bad, but no matter how hard he tries, the cooking effect of the dishes is not satisfactory. It is completely different from the food he made, whether it is in terms of taste or effect. Do exactly the opposite.

"You are really the born king of dark cuisine." Wang Yan said softly with some helplessness, and turned around to come to Fang Budong. Wang Yan already knew the identities of Fang Yuan and Fang Budong.

"Drink some wine, maybe... you will recover faster." Wang Yan flipped his palm, and three cups of fruit wine appeared in his hand. For this enhanced version of fruit wine, Wang Yan didn't have much left. After they each poured a cup, Wang Yan just put it away.

With hesitation on Fang's different face, he looked at Fangyuan, then at Wang Yan, and then, after picking up the wine glass, he drank the fruit wine in one gulp, while Fangran at the side also grabbed the glass and drank it straight away. And do.

The fruit wine enters the mouth, and the powerful fruity aroma permeates the two mouths directly. The strong fruity aroma instantly replaces the strange taste in the two mouths. As the fruit wine enters the stomach, the fruity aroma remains in the mouth. A hot feeling like a fire, centered on the chest, slowly spread towards the whole body, causing the two people's originally sluggish expressions to suddenly pause, and then, as they looked at each other, they both saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes , under the diffusion of the burning fire in the body, the stale air remaining in it was quickly dispelled.

"Bicc" Fang Budong's pale face was flushed, and then he felt a gust of air rushing up, and after he opened his mouth involuntarily and hiccupped, he could even clearly see the faint turbid air coming out of his mouth At the same time, as the energy in his body was circulating, he felt extremely comfortable all over.

"It's much more comfortable." Fang Butong murmured softly, then raised his head immediately, with a smile on his face, and nodded to Wang Yan.

"Are you Wang Yan's third son, Wang Yan?" Fang Budong asked Wang Yan with a smile on his face, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan nodded.

"Calm and introverted, but not at all like that hot-tempered guy." Fang Butong stroked his mustache and said with a chuckle, while Fangran at the side also calmed down, and while he was relieved, his face gradually recovered normal.

"Okay, let's come and see this brat today. I didn't expect to give me such a surprise. I also met the person. I also received the surprise. We still have something to do, so let's go first." Looking at Fangran beside him Looking back to normal, Fang Budong stood up, and said to Wang Yan again, and as his voice fell, Fang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, the huge body was moving, and came to Fang Budong, after scratching his head, Show embarrassing smile.

"By the way, quite a few younger generations have entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains to practice. In the past, the younger generation between our three cities would all enter it. However, I just don't know if this time, the little brother will participate. ?” As if remembering something, Fang Budong turned around and asked Wang Yan, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan nodded lightly.

"That's all right, you kid will come with you when the time comes, and it's just a good time to hone your character." Seeing Wang Yan nodding, Fang Budong looked at Fang Yuan and explained again. Then, Fang Ran and Fang Ran just now Turning around to leave, and seeing the two leave, Wang Yan then turned and entered, his eyes fell on the fried rice on the plate.

"How on earth did you do it?"

(End of this chapter)