Gourmet of Another World Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
Xiao Xiaolong was really excited . His fair-skinned face had flushed red like a beautiful woman's face, it was tempting enough that others would want to take a bite of him .
At any rate, even Bu Fang was charmed . He thought, "Oh my god! Why do I have such thoughts?!"
Bu Fang shook his head furiously to rid himself of the scary thought . He thought to himself, "He's a sissy, he's not a woman!"
"I must hold on, I must definitely remain straight!"
Thus, Bu Fang remained expressionless on his chair, while he looked indifferently at the agitated but enchanting Xiao Xiaolong in front of him .
"Tell me! This definitely isn't a normal Egg-Fried Rice! I can feel that the true energy within my body is actually close to reaching a breakthrough!" Xiao Xiaolong's lips were trembling while his eyes shone .
As a famous prodigy in the imperial city and the son of a great general, Xiao Xiaolong was capable with both literary and martial arts . With a cultivation level that reached the peak of second grade Battle-Master, he was considerably strong even among the children of the officials in the imperial city .
However, after Xiao Xiaolong ate the Egg-Fried Rice, he felt a sudden jump in the true energy in his body . For over a month, it lay dormant but it suddenly increased just then . That was a sign that his cultivation level was about to advance to third grade Battle-Maniac!
To a cultivator, strength was the most important . If a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice could help you attain a breakthrough, then it would be comparable to elixirs . . .
No, it would be even more valuable, because elixirs had no taste . However, the Egg-Fried Rice that Bu Fang made . . . was an exquisite cuisine .
For it to be both delicious and beneficial to attaining breakthroughs, it was good news to cultivators!
A single crystal was too cheap!
"Excuse me, I was too agitated . However, I would still like to know the ingredients of your Egg-Fried Rice . If I am not mistaken, the eggs used are not ordinary eggs . Judging from the taste and texture, it should be the egg of a third grade spirit beast, the Thunderstorm Pigeon . "
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Xiao Xiaolong came from a prestigious background and possessed a high amount of self-discipline . He quickly calmed himself down and spoke to Bu Fang .
Bu Fang went into a daze . He had never tried to know more about the ingredients before and had always thought that they were ordinary chicken eggs .
"System, are the eggs really pigeon eggs like the sissy said?" Bu Fang asked the system .
The system remained silent for a while, then a solemn voice began to speak .
"The recipe of the ordinary Egg-Fried Rice: The egg chosen is the first egg laid by the third grade spirit beast, Thunderstorm Pigeon, after its gestation . It contains a huge amount of spirit energy . Consumption increases the cultivation level of cultivators and there is a high chance of helping the cultivator to advance past their bottlenecks . The rice chosen is the Pearl Rice from the Southern Wastelands of the Light Wind Empire . It is rich in spirit energy and can only be harvested per annum . It is rich in substances beneficial to cultivation and is currently the royal tribute of the Light Wind Empire . The oil chosen is made from the fats of the Cangshan Boar, it is neither greasy nor muddy . The salt chosen is the Fine Sea Salt from the Southern Wastelands . "
Bu Fang was expressionless after listening to the system's explanations and introduction, but he felt as if an invisible arrow had pierced into his chest . He thought, "Ouch, it hurts!"
"System, can we revise the price for the Egg-Fried Rice? I personally feel that we're making a loss by selling it for only a single crystal . Why don't we raise the price to ten crystals?"
"The price set by the system is reasonable and fair, it is based on the price of the ingredients . The current rank of the host is too low, the pricing cannot be modified . "
Bu Fang could only grit his teeth in frustration!
The eggs were from a third grade spirit beast . The rice was a royal tribute . The oil was actually made from the fats of a second grade spirit beast . Lastly, even the ordinary looking salt was exceptional as well .
"I am making a huge loss by selling this bowl of Egg-Fried Rice for only a crystal!
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Luckily, all of the ingredients are provided by the system . Otherwise, I would be crying myself to sleep tonight . "
"Shop owner, my conjecture must be correct! The eggs that you're using are definitely the eggs of Thunderstorm Pigeons . There was a tingling and numbing sensation as it entered my mouth, they're definitely pigeon eggs! There's no way I am wrong!" Xiao Xiaolong got excited once more .
Bu Fang was in a bad mood . Looking at the agitated Xiao Xiaolong, he said .
"Our store's Egg-Fried Rice: The egg chosen is the first egg laid by the third grade spirit beast, Thunderstorm Pigeon, after its gestation . It contains a huge amount of spirit energy essence . . . "
Bu Fang repeated the system's introduction—from the beginning to the end—to Xiao Xiaolong .
Xiao Xiaolong was completely stunned, his originally large eyes became even larger . He thought, "My good lord, to think that this bowl of Egg-Fried Rice still held so many secrets! The egg is not ordinary like I thought! The rice is unexpectedly extraordinary! Damn, even the oil is special!
And the salt . . . " Xiao Xiaolong felt that he had actually swallowed a bowl full of gold!
"So, do you still think that a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice isn't worth one crystal?" Bu Fang grumpily snorted and said .
"No, no, not at all! Shop owner, I would like to order another bowl of Egg-Fried Rice!" Xiao Xiaolong quickly shook his head with a face full of smiles . Eating the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice could increase cultivation level! Even if it were priced at five crystals, Xiao Xiaolong would still think it was worth it!
"I am sorry, but our store has a rule where customers can only order each dish once . " Bu Fang arrogantly said while still sitting on the chair .
Xiao Xiaolong went into a daze, then he reached into his bosoms and took out a sachet with a peony sewn on it . The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched when he saw the peony sachet . If it was not for the fact that Xiao Xiaolong had an adam's apple and no breasts, Bu Fang would definitely think that he was a girl in disguise!
"Here! Shop owner, I have five pieces of crystals here . Give me another bowl!" Xiao Xiaolong excitedly placed the sparkling crystals on the table, and implored Bu Fang in a whiny tone .
Bu Fang completely ignored Xiao Xiaolong and kept the crystal with the best quality that he picked out . He expressionlessly said, "If a male customer continues to act in a feminine manner towards the shop owner, he shall be inexorably added to our store's blacklist and shall never be served again . "
Xiao Xiaolong knew he would not be able to eat a second bowl of Egg-Fried Rice on that day, so he stood up and left .
As Xiao Xiaolong was walking past the entrance, he paused and glanced at the empty bowl in front of the big black dog . He felt as if an invisible arrow had pierced into his chest .
"Such a valuable bowl of Egg-Fried Rice was actually fed to a dog! What a waste! Hmph!"
The big black dog was a lot lazier after it finished its meal, it licked its own claws as it lay on the floor . As Xiao Xiaolong walked past the dog, it lazily glanced at him and then took no further notice .
Xiao Xiaolong decided to turn a blind eye and left the unique little restaurant in the isolated alleyway .
After Bu Fang stood up and collected the bowl in front of Blacky, he closed up the entrance and the business ended for that day .
Once Bu Fang placed the dishes into the dishwasher provided by the system, he had completed everything . He returned to his room expectantly .
"My host, congratulations for completing your first system mission and receiving the system reward . My host, congratulations for obtaining your first customer and taking the first step onto the road to become the God of Cooking . "
Bu Fang excitedly sat on the chair in his room, the solemn voice of the system sounded out in his mind .
"Hehe! It's finally here! What kind of a reward will it be, I am so excited!"
Bu Fang's eyes shone faintly as he rubbed his hands in excitement . The calm exterior that he displayed earlier on had completely disappeared .
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