Gourmets in the Heavens

"It seems that the guests have accepted this place..."

Just as the bearded man was thinking, Zhao Youqian's voice sounded from above his head, and he saw a glass of water served in front of him, along with some cold dishes.

"These are the side dishes I picked that are more acceptable. If you don't mind, you can try one or two first, and then tell me what you want to eat..."

Looking at the dishes in front of him with a look of incomprehension, the bearded man moved his mouth a few times. It was the first time he had seen this kind of shop where the order was not served first.

"Boss, don't you need to collect money?"

Looking at those present, drinking freely and tasting various dishes, the bearded man asked.

"Money? I can't use those things here, if it's something to pay for..."

"When you savor the food wholeheartedly, you have already paid the price to me."

There was nothing to fear about this, and the answer Zhao Youqian gave surprised the bearded man.

Already paying for something just by tasting it carefully?

The bearded man fell into deep thought looking at the various dishes in front of him.

"This kind of saying is like the power of faith sent out by holding the right mind when offering incense, but it seems to be slightly different, more pure..."

But soon he was relieved. If this is really a place where diners from all over the world gather, it will naturally have a power that he cannot fathom. At least the power he knows can involve other worlds. It is simply impossible to transcend one's own world.

But now in his world, even an Earth Immortal is not visible, let alone above the Earth Immortal, there are Immortals, and after the Immortals are Heavenly Immortals.

It was about ordering, the bearded man thought for a while, and suddenly swallowed his saliva. When he arrived in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River, he did have a hometown dish that he hadn't tasted for a long time. It was more memorable than ordinary wine!

"Boss, boss!"

The bearded man couldn't help but stroked his beard, and greeted Zhao Yougan.

"You don't need to call me the boss, just call me the store manager, or call me by my name, Zhao Youqian is also fine!"

After waving his hand, Zhao Youqian first solved the problem of address before opening his mouth.

"What? The guest has already decided what to eat?"

Seemingly a little embarrassed, the bearded man stroked his beard.

"The store manager, don't call me a customer, my name is Yan Chixia!"

"It can be regarded as an unsuccessful headhunter, and he has learned some Taoism, so he is not very powerful, just a free and unrestrained person!"

Nodding silently, Zhao Youqian was not surprised, because he guessed the identity of this person very early on.

After all, the unique roar and speech spirit are too distinguishable.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

The needs of diners always come first, Zhao Youqian asked with a chuckle.

"Oil-splashed noodles! Manager, can you make oil-splashed noodles?"

"It's best to have some spicy peppers from Shaanxi, that's enough flavor!"

Yan Chixia also looked yearning when she said this. Ever since she found out about that old hag, he had to temporarily live in that ruined temple. Apart from making some bad wine every day, he just ate bran-soaked vegetables. For this kind of delicacy in northern Shaanxi It can be said that he was too hungry for a long time.

But in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no cook who can make this kind of thing. Even if he can make a thousand miles in a day, it's hard to cook without rice!

What's more, he can't run too far, otherwise without his suppression, the old hag will go crazy, and there will be no people within a hundred miles. At that time, there will be another big monster in the world, and that will be really troublesome!

So if you can taste the taste of hometown here without having to go far, it is a good thing.

In addition, he also wanted to try it out, is it really as simple as a restaurant as those information said...

Although Yan Chixia is bold and unrestrained, she is naturally a cautious and meticulous person who can be a head catcher. It would be too stupid to believe what others say.

Hong Qigong, who had been drinking all the time, looked at Yan Chixia's appearance, as if he saw himself who had just come to Zhutian Restaurant, and he was always afraid of probing, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Yan, don't be so nervous. This is a restaurant that can cook everything for you. The taste is even better. Try the small dishes in front of you and you will know. It's just oily noodles. You will be satisfied!"

Zhao Youqian began to prepare flour and noodles, and when he heard Hong Qigong's words, he laughed and cursed.

"Qi Gong, don't flatter me. Oily noodles are not that simple. Especially Mr. Yan Chixia, who heard that he is from the land of Yanzhao, Shaanxi, must be very picky about this. When the time comes, I will collapse and find You make it up!"

While drinking Liuguoye, Hong Qigong responded nonchalantly.

"What are you afraid of, if the old beggar can make up for it, just take it, manager, just take it!"

"By the way, since the new customer wants to eat oil-splashed noodles, you can also get a bowl for the old beggar. This thing goes with wine, but the more you drink, the more delicious it is!"

Hearing Hong Qigong's words, other diners also asked for an increase.

Especially Hong Yi is quite curious about this kind of market food, he naturally wants to taste these rare tastes.

At least the members of Hong Yi's family did not guess wrong, Hong Yi has indeed become more and more interested in the way of food.

On the contrary, Shang Xiuxun looked at Zhao Youqian's actions with some surprise.

'Oil-splashed noodles?This doesn't look too hard, can the old guy in my family imitate it? '

As for Yan Chixia, she also showed a look of surprise when she saw the regular customers adding orders one after another.

'This is all eating and drinking with me?You can eat anything... Next time I will catch two ghosts and see if you can eat them! '

Naturally, the slander in her heart would not be spoken out, but Yan Chixia had already made up her mind, as long as Zhao Youqian did not do too badly, he would consider it a place to eat...