I Open A Restaurant In Yushou World

If other spiritual chefs are to deal with this pot of broth, if there is no good way, they will have to cook it for three days and three nights.

But Jiang Ming doesn't need it.

He is hanging!

With a movement of consciousness, the black technology glass cover originally used to speed up the production of rice wine floated into the air, and then slowly covered the bone-stewed broth.

The glass cover has the function of speeding up the flow of time. After Jiang Ming set it up, he kept observing the fusion direction of the aura in the broth with his spiritual sense.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Ming put away his consciousness with sweat profusely.

If the broth is only made from three types of animal bones, namely, the bones of the Vigorous Ox, the giant Xuanming turtle, and the silver moon eagle, Jiang Ming is confident that he can control the time flow of the glass cover within three minutes.

However, with the addition of willow bones, the spiritual power in the beast species is too overbearing, and it has never been able to perfectly integrate with the other three kinds of beast bones.

These ten minutes have made Jiang Ming tormented enough.

However, the results were undoubtedly remarkable. Jiang Ming removed the glass cover that could control the flow of time, and a strong meaty smell quickly lingered at the tip of his nose. The greedy Jiang Ming swallowed crazily.

The boiled broth is milky white and slightly transparent, exuding spiritual power and a rich meaty aroma.

Jiang Ming had a premonition that if he drank the broth in one gulp, he might be able to break through to the fifth level of the Earth Rank!

There is no way, the spiritual materials in it are too luxurious, not to mention the bones of three kinds of earth-level seventh-level fierce beasts, and the bones of the divine beast species, Xiangliu. Coupled with Jiang Ming's careful cooking, this pot of broth is a genuine and perfect spiritual meal of the seven grades of the earth. .seven

However, the soup that is directly served as a hot pot is still a little flawed, and there are some impurities such as meat residues and bone residues in the soup.

With a move of consciousness, Jiang Ming took out the big bones in the broth, took out a strainer, and filtered the two soups.

After filtering out impurities, the milky white broth becomes deeper, like jade.

Until then, Jiang Ming nodded in satisfaction.

This pot of high soup has used all his current skills, and the taste must be very delicious!

【ヾ(???ゞ): The host is too powerful, and made a perfect spiritual food broth of the eighth level of the earth! 】

"The eighth level of the earth rank? Shouldn't it be the seventh rank of the earth rank?"

[It is the eighth level of the earth, the meat quality of the divine beast is perfectly blended with the ordinary beast, so that the quality of your pot of spiritual food has reached the eighth level of the earth! 】

Jiang Ming smiled smugly, and accidentally broke through himself!

"Xiaoxi, look at how powerful your man is."

【?(????w????)?: Men or not, let’s wait until you reach the strongest spiritual chef. 】

The system did not refute Jiang Ming this time.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Ming was about to continue molesting the system, but saw his younger sister Jiang Yue standing in front of the cash box, opening and closing her mouth to say something.

Jiang Ming left the kitchen to silence.

"Yueyue, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yue smiled coquettishly: "Brother, why don't you make some spiritual meals, Granny Fang and the others are not full. Besides, Grandpa Li seems to be drunk and talking nonsense there."

Jiang Ming looked at Huangfu Ziyue people through the dining window, and found that although they had intoxicated smiles on their faces, they still had something to say, Jiang Ming smiled helplessly.

Not full?

How could this group of people who are at least the fifth level of the earth rank be able to eat the dishes of the Xuan rank, Huang rank or even the common rank?

Just hungry!

Li Fugui's rough voice came from Jiang Ming's ears.

Ever since Li Fugui drank the rice wine, he couldn't stop. He drank all the rice wine for 20 people by himself!

And you have to know that even Erbao would lick Jiang Ming's finger in a daze after drinking this rice wine.

Li Fugui drank so much, even if he is the fifth level of the holy rank, can he be stronger than the second treasure?

Yelling and blushing, like a gorilla!

"Xiaofang, you don't know, I've been in the Demon Whale Gang for the past few years, living a good life in Japan, plundering a lot of wealth, including a boatload of heaven-level spiritual materials! There are also a lot of holy-level spiritual materials, Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to rise from the third level of the Holy Order to the fifth level of the Holy Order in five years!"

Chen Fang looked helpless. "Old Li, you are drunk, stop bragging, you have said it twice!"

Li Fugui: (●｀?(?)??●)!

"Xiaofang, who are you talking about bragging! Now that you are one level stronger than me, you don't believe Brother Li, do you?"

"I think back then, when we were still at the ground level, we were wandering in the sky-level world. If I hadn't blocked the attack of the sky-level 梼杌 for you, you would not die or be disabled now! If I hadn't only had SS-level talent, I Let me tell you, that brat, Old Liang, might not even be able to beat me! Xiaofang, brother, I'm really depressed!"

After Li Fugui finished speaking, his spiritual power surged, and the clothes on his upper body immediately turned into powder.

"Come on, look, the scar on my chest was left by the scorpion back then, and I never let it go away!"

Chen Fang ignored Li Fugui's nonsensical words. The two had known each other for most of their lives, and they had been together since Huangjie.

She knew in her heart that although Lao Li was a bit stupid in his mouth, he still had a good heart, especially for these old comrades in arms.

Chen Fang stared blankly at the hideous scar on Li Fugui's chest, her expression a little moved.

Chen Fang recalled the scene when she was young, Li Fugui, as the tank in the team, no matter what attack, whether he can bear it or not, he just wants to carry it forward!

In his words, the tank can't die, and no one in the team can die!

"Xiaofang, talk, will your brother Li brag?"

"Won't..."

Chen Fang responded blankly, her eyes were still staring at the scar on Li Fugui's chest, her eyes were slightly rosy.

When she was young, she often stared at the burly man in front of her who was always at the forefront.

And Li Fugui's Xiaofang made Chen Fang feel as if he was back in the past!

At that time, they had not yet become the patron saints of the Xia Kingdom, and at that time, the ferocious beast riot had just started for more than ten years. At that time, they were in their prime and full of vigor!

Thinking of this, Chen Fang looked at Li Fugui with some complaints in her eyes. This old Li, why didn't he say it earlier?

Now that they are half buried in the ground, at this time, isn't that making the group of juniors around them laugh?

Li Fugui is now let alone drunk, even if he is awake, he still can't understand Chen Fang's meaning!

The rough and unrestrained laughter resounded through the Mingyue Hotel.

"Hahaha! Hiccup~cough...hahahaha!"

Li Fugui turned around. "Xiaofang, look at this, the scar on the left is left by the holy rank Qiongqi, this saved Qin lunatic! This Qin lunatic doesn't know why, he was crazy when he was young. He is the third child. It is good now, he has changed his temper and obediently guarded the secret realm of heaven, and he has been guarding the secret realm for more than ten years!"

"The scar on the right is when the holy rank Kunpeng came to save that old scholar Yan Hai!"

After Li Fugui showed it, he rolled up his trouser legs again, pointing to a hideous scar on it.

"Xiaofang, this wound is amazing. This is in the secret realm of the underworld. In order to save Lao Liang, that pretender, he was bitten by a hell three-headed dog of the holy rank! Fortunately, I have thick skin and thick flesh, otherwise , I have to confess this leg!"

"Xiaofang, let me tell you, as long as the wounds on my body are saved from saving your life, none of them will be healed! The purpose is to pretend to be old in front of you!"

"Hahahahaha~ hiccup~ hahaha!"

"Boom~!"

An extremely violent spiritual force bombarded Li Fugui's face, causing him to faint on the spot.

Chen Fang looked at the stunned people around, sat back on the chair as if nothing had happened, and said indifferently: "Old Li is drunk and needs to sleep for a while, let's continue eating."