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Chapter 29 Small shop in the rain

The golden roasted wheat was indeed like pouring gold. The rich meat fragrance wrapped around the fresh bamboo fragrance and rushed straight into Bu Fang's nose, instantly causing him to fall into the ocean of fragrance. The crystal-clear golden roasted wheat peel seemed to be on fire, as if there was a fire gushing over it, but when you looked closely, you found that the fire disappeared again.

Nine golden roasted wheat is placed in the purple bamboo steamer, which is as beautiful as nine handicrafts without any flaws.

Because the filling of the shabby mai is first wrapped with a thin layer of pork skin. After steaming, the thin pork and shabby mai are deeply embedded together. The filling is a mixture of diced meat and linghua, bursting out an unparalleled aroma. The moisture of the vegetables is mixed with the oil of the flame pig, and the rich soup formed is rippling in the shabby mai.

Bu Fang looked at the golden roasted wheat, and could not wait. The greedy insect seduced by the rich meat fragrance rose. He picked up a roasted wheat with the purple bamboo chopsticks provided by the system. Instead, he took a mouthful of the soup rippling in the roasted wheat.

The soup is mixed with three fragrances of spiritual vegetables, flaming pork, and purple bamboo. It has a faint golden color and pours into your mouth, instantly wrapping your taste buds, spreading the strong fragrance and filling your mouth.

Bu Fang was very happy. After drinking the soup, he gently took a bite of the shabby wheat. The shabby wheat peel was very tender. Because it was mixed with the eggs of the Thunderstorm pigeon, it had a tingling sensation of thunder and was not very strong, but it was combined with the slight burning sensation of the flame pork, which brought a different taste.

The delicious concession party almost swallowed his tongue.

After a while, a cage of nine golden roasted wheat was all entered Bu Fang's belly. Bu Fang licked his lips aftertaste. The beautiful food always makes people feel happy.

After packing up the things, Bushi is to start preparing to brew "Bingxin Yupot Wine". The wine chorus is prepared systematically. The steps of "making chorus in the twelfth lunar month and thawing in the first lunar month" have been completed. Just use Bushi directly.

After putting a half-person-tall jar into a system-made environmental simulation cabinet, the task was completed. In just three days, you can make the first "Bingxin Jade Pot Wine". In fact, Bu Fang is looking forward to this fine wine.

After finishing everything, it was late at night. Bu Fang yawned and was about to go to bed. A good chef must have high-quality sleep and go to bed early and get up early to have a healthy body.

The next day, early morning.

Bu Fang opened the store door. The weather conditions today were not very good. The dark clouds covered the sky and there was no warm sunshine.

"It seems that it will rain like this." Bu Fang stood at the door of the shop, looked up at the sky, and murmured.

Xiao Hei raised his head and looked at him, and continued to lower his head and lie down. He was so lazy that he didn't want to move at all. It seemed that it was going to rain and he was too lazy to go into the shop to shelter from the rain.

Bu Fang was also surprised. This big black dog lives like a pig every day, so why didn’t he see it grow meat? The pig has already grown three or two taels of meat when raised like this, but the dog still maintains a slim figure.

"Today, let's improve your food for Xiao Hei." Bu Fang touched Xiao Hei's soft and untainted hair and said.

Then Bu Fang returned to the kitchen and began to practice cooking. He prepared golden stew and stir-fryed the remaining filling separately with a strong aroma of diced flaming pork.

When Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen with the dishes emitting a strong meaty aroma, the little black dog lying on the ground suddenly burst into bright light in his eyes, staring straight at the porcelain plate in Bu Fang's hand.

Meat! There is meat!! The big black dog stretched out his tongue and couldn't wait.

Looking at Xiao Hei who couldn't wait to eat while fighting the porcelain bowl, Bu Fang's stiff face appeared, pulled a chair and lie down at the door of the store. There was no warm sunshine today, Bu Fang was in a daze.

Not long after, Fatty Jin brought a group of fat men's troops to the crowd. As soon as they entered the shop, they saw the new dish on the recipe, Golden Bake Mai.

"Oh, Boss Bu, is there a new dish? Bacon? Is this breakfast?" Fatty Jin's eyes lit up and asked Bu Fang.

"Yeah." Bu Fang nodded expressionlessly, stood up and prepared to start the activity. Fatty Jin's arrival means that his busy day is about to begin.

When Fatty Jin and others saw the golden roasted wheat that had just come out of the steamer, they were all shocked. The rich meat fragrance made them impatiently plan to taste it.

There is no doubt that the products produced by Bu Fang must be the best.

Fatty Jin was eating a mouth full of oil. Some other fat men who had not reached the third-grade war madman had to look at Fatty Jin with their eyes, and saliva kept flowing in their mouths.

"Boss Bu's craftsmanship is really nothing. This golden roasted wheat is so delicious, it's so good to my old Jin's appetite! Haha!" Fatty Jin finished a basket of roasted wheat and wanted to order another serving, but he was rejected by Bu Fang Wuqing.

A basket of golden roasted wheat ten yuan crystals is nothing to Mr. Jin, who is not short of money, but the amount is too small, which really makes Mr. Jin feel uncomfortable. Where can the nine roasted wheat fill his stomach, so Mr. Jin has a few more.

After a long time, Fatty Jin and others left Fang Fang's shop with satisfaction. They could enjoy this delicious food once a day, which was so happy that they were hard to describe.

After Fatty Jin and others left, a petite figure came late and rubbed his hazy eyes.

"Boss, I'm not late, are you?" Ouyang Xiaoyi said while yawning.

Rumble!

As soon as Ouyang Xiaoyi entered the shop, it started to drizzle outside the shop. The raindrops that kept falling were connected into strings of curtains in the sky, covering the sky.

"No, you are late." Bu Fang said seriously.

Ouyang Xiaoyi rolled her eyes immediately, and stuck out her tongue and made a face at Bu Fang.

"Stinky boss! I brought enough money today, I want to have breakfast!" Ouyang Xiaoyi took out the sachet and swayed in front of Bu Fang for a while. The sound of Yuan Jing colliding came from inside, and said proudly.

Bu Fang had no expression and glanced at the sachet. There was a smiling pig's head on the sachet, which was indeed the style of a little girl.

"Oh, there are new dishes today, but unfortunately you don't have enough cultivation, otherwise you can try it." Bu Fang said lightly.

The smile on Ouyang Xiaoyi's face suddenly froze. He felt an invisible arrow suddenly shot into her heart, which hurts so much!

"I will definitely work hard to practice in order to eat!" Ouyang said with a smile on his lips.

"Oh, then your grandfather must be very relieved." Bu Fang said expressionlessly.

Glad? Glad you! If Mr. Ouyang knew that the little girl was practicing hard to eat, she might spit out a few liters of blood.

Just as the two of them were quarreling, a figure slowly came from the rain curtain.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a white robe, gentle and elegant, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, making people feel like spring breeze.

The third prince slowly stepped into Fangfang's shop, closed the oil-paper umbrella, threw the rain on the umbrella, leaned the umbrella against the door, and did not bring the rain into the shop.

Bu Fang glanced at the third prince strangely. Today's third prince seemed to have a different temperament. Although he was still gentle and elegant, this elegance was filled with a chill that made people feel icy.

Ji Chengxue stepped into Fangfang's shop, but she didn't say hello to Bu Fang, and found a seat to sit down on her own.

Ouyang Xiaoyi and Bu Fang were both confused.

After a while, the alleys were filled with messy footsteps and the sound of rain slapping on the hat.

Not far away, four figures walked slowly towards Fang Fang’s shop from the entrance of the alley.

The heavy rain became thicker and the water splashed on the ground, and the rain and mist were hazy. The whole world seemed to become unreal at this moment. The drifting heavy rain seemed to suddenly become silent.

Four figures stepped into Fangfang's shop, and a rain and chill immediately poured in, instantly eroding the warm atmosphere in the shop, and it was a sense of solemnity.

Ouyang Xiaoyi shivered, shrank in Bu Fang's direction, and looked at the strange four people with big eyes.

The four of them found a seat to sit down, but had not talked to Bu Fang. Their seats vaguely blocked Ji Chengxue's figure.

The raindrops on the hat fell on the ground and suddenly broke, like thunder in the quiet shop.

Then, four cold lights bloomed in an instant, like a flash in the pan, and were as dazzling as white as before, and they were straight ahead of Ji Chengxue.
Chapter completed!
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