Bu Fang's body, which had been lying lazily on the chair, suddenly shook, and his narrowed eyes opened in an instant, becoming shiny.

His body seemed to jump up from a chair, sitting straight and widening his eyes.

Can I exchange the Chef God suit?

I almost forgot this important thing... As soon as I returned to the shop, the comfortable environment made him forget the system rewards.

His first chef's set was the golden dragon bone kitchen knife, which was an epoch-making kitchen utensil for Bu Fang. Over the past year, this golden dragon bone kitchen knife has brought him great help and has increased his cooking skills a lot.

Bu Fang likes this kitchen knife from the bottom of his heart.

However, before he knew it, he had collected three pieces of the chef's God's suit and could exchange them for the second chef's God's suit. What exactly is it? Bu Fang's curiosity was suddenly raised.

"The exchange of the chef god suit is in progress... 10% of the true qi cultivation progress has begun."

The systemic serious and serious voice resounded, constantly lingering in Bu Fang's ears, making his breathing slightly disordered.

Ten percent of true qi cultivation progress... This thing is also very important to Bu Fang, but Bu Fang knew in his heart that even with this ten percent of true qi progress, it was still not that easy to upgrade. He probably still needed to get a 10 percent of true qi progress reward.

But it’s better to have such things than not, right?

Bu Fang is actually very optimistic.

What he really cares about is the chef's God suit...

However, the system did not reveal any information about the chef's God's suit for a long time, and the concession Fang was waiting for a little scratching his head.

He was so depressed that he felt that the system was absolutely intentional, and this was definitely a pleasing person.

In the alley, there was an incredible sound of footsteps, and then Fatty Jin and his army of fat men appeared in front of Bu Fang.

"Oh, Boss Bu? I haven't seen him some days. It seems that Lao Jin is lucky. I can taste Boss Bu's food just after returning to the imperial capital."

Fatty Jin saw Bu Fang bathing in the sun, and his eyes, which were squeezed by fat meat, were only a slit, and suddenly burst out with the luster of seeing the beauty.

Bu Fang was waiting for the appearance of the chef god suit and was looking forward to the system's voice again, but the system had not spoken, which made him feel a little irritated.

This kind of irritability is very undesirable for chefs. If a chef wants to cook delicious dishes, he must calm down and have a calm mind.

When Bu Fang saw Fatty Jin's familiar smiling face, he immediately realized it and became a little attached to him.

"Well... I cook all the dishes in Fangfang's shop today, welcome."

Bu Fang stood up from the chair. Although the expression on his face was still so calm, he had a hint of gentleness.

Fatty Jin and the fat son army behind him were both stunned, looked at each other and cheered.

In Fangfang Shop, if you want to taste the dishes cooked by Boss Bu himself, they must be several special dishes. On weekdays, fried rice, drunken pork ribs, etc. are cooked by two chefs from Fangfang Shop apprentices.

Although the taste is very good, the skills of most chefs in the imperial capital and even the Qingfeng Empire are much better.

But everyone knows it well... Compared with Boss Bu's dishes, there is a lack of... unspeakable charm and spirituality.

This charm and spirituality lead to the gap between dishes.

Looking at Bu Fang's slender figure who turned around and walked back to the kitchen of the shop, Fatty Jin let out a long sigh, and then took the lead and ran towards the shop.

The others also came to their senses and shouted at each other, and no one allowed anyone to start squeezing.

...

On this day, Bu Fang stayed in the kitchen to cook, and his hands never stopped. The sound of tick-tick-tick-cutting vegetables resounded continuously in the kitchen.

Ouyang Xiaoyi came to the shop and when he was picking up the first dish, he found that it was Boss Bu standing on the window. The expressionless face made Ouyang Xiaoyi stunned for several seconds, and then screamed.

Then he took Bu Fang a punch... rolled his eyes.

One story is spread to ten thousand times. After Fatty Jin and others left the shop, the shop's business suddenly became more and more popular. Diners in the imperial capital were crowded with people coming towards Fang Fang's shop.

Almost all the powerful people in the imperial capital came.

Even the newly promoted imperial capital protector, Xiao Yue, was carrying his hands and rushed to the imperial capital with great care.

Funny... It's so difficult and meaningful now that I want to eat a meal that the boss cooks himself... it's even more extraordinary.

Furious fragrance floated out of the Fangfang Shop, like a winding little snake, constantly tangling in the air for a long time.

It floated out of the shop, out of the alley, out of the ten-mile long street...

Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu took a breath when they looked at the small shop that was several times busier than usual. At this time, they knew how big the gap between them and Boss Bu was.

The happy smile on the faces of each diner who had finished the dishes made them feel a little stimulating.

Because this is something they can't do, they really have a long way to go.

When business hours ended, cooking finally stopped in the kitchen.

However, Bu Fang still cooked a few dishes, brought them out of the kitchen, and placed them on the table in the shop. He called Xiao Xiaolong, Yufu and Ouyang Xiaoyi, intending to reward them.

This is a one-grade fortune pot, but compared with the first-grade fortune pot in the army, it is much worse, because the ingredients in the pot are not all seventh-level spirit beast meat.

However, it is the same with the spirit beast meat in his system space bag. Although the level of the meat is a little different, it is the same delicious.

He also cooked Mapo tofu with sour and sour soup, especially Mapo tofu, which was cooked with tools in the shop, and the taste was so fragrant that it was about to break through the sky.

Ouyang Xiaoyi and the other two were staring at the boss, almost experiencing the sky.

Three new dishes!

Boss Bu is injected with chicken blood? He can't hold up a new dish for half a month...

“Take it, it tastes very good.”

Bu Fang raised his mouth and said to the three.

Bu Fang raised his head and looked at the recipe hanging in the shop. There were a few more dishes, which were the dishes such as Caihua Pot.

The prices are not cheap.

The price of Yipin Craft Pot has reached 25 yuan crystal.

However, the first-grade Creation Pot here is naturally impossible to be the kind that Bu Fang cooked in Xixuan Army last time, and the grade of spiritual beast meat would not be that high.

The last time I was really hard to come by, who knew that so many ingredients would run out of the 100,000 rivers like crazy...

As a result, the only way to give in was to the end... The kitchen knife pointed to all the ingredients, and he was a little excited when he thought about it now.

I haven't seen Ouyang Xiaoyi for half a month. This little girl has grown a lot taller and become more graceful.

But like before, there is still no ladylike appearance when you eat the dishes.

"Huh...ha...stinky boss... your Mapo tofu is delicious! So spicy and delicious!"

Ouyang Xiaoyi was breathing, her lips were so spicy that it was swollen, but her eyes were inseparable from the dazzling Mapo tofu that looked like shining.

The little tongue kept spitting.

Xiao Xiaolong's eating habits are similar, while Yu Fu is better and more gentle.

Bu Fang pinched his fingers, raised the corners of his mouth, and joined the army of three foodies.

After a while, the three dishes were swept away.

After eating, Ouyang Xiaoyi's pretty face turned red. She glared at Bu Fang, and she didn't even have time to say anything, so she ran out of the shop and ran towards her house.

These dishes contain rich spiritual energy, especially the first-grade Creation Pot is known as Creation. Its spiritual energy is gentle and is an excellent dish to help break through.

Ouyang Xiaoyi's cultivation level had been in the fourth-grade battle spirit realm for a long time. Every day, he absorbed spiritual energy from the five-line enlightenment tree to realize the truth of cultivation. Today, he added the stimulation of the first-grade creation pot and directly overflowed and broke through.

Xiao Xiaolong and Yufu showed no signs of breakthrough, but it was also of great benefit to cultivation. The two said goodbye to Bu Fang one after another.

He put away the bowls and chopsticks and closed the door panel.

The moment the door panels were closed, the sound of the system finally sounded in my mind.

After a busy day, I was so busy that I could calm my anxious heart. As expected, only when I was cooking can I calm down.

"The chef god's suit 'Qiankun Creation Pot' has been distributed, please check it out..."

The sound of the system sounded, but Bu Fang was rarely anxious.

He first practiced the meteor knife skills in the kitchen that he had reached the extreme and could not break through, and then returned to the room and closed the door.

After cleaning his slender hands and wiping them clean, Bu Fang solemnly settled his mind into the system.

Then, there was a buzzing sound.

A dense spot of light suddenly appeared in the room, and a white teleportation array appeared in front of Bu Fang again.

The strong wind whistled, blowing his hair constantly fluttering, and the bound velvet rope was blown off by the strong wind, and the hair was dispersed.

Bu Fang focused on the teleportation array. A huge light and shadow slowly floated out of the formation.

This is a figure as dark as the golden dragon bone kitchen knife.

It looked like a very ordinary pot, but on the edge of the pot were densely decorated with mysterious patterns and totems. Bu Fang looked at it for a long time and finally found that the pattern seemed to be faintly like a huge black treasure carrying a mountain heavy load.

The simplicity and heaviness that spread out made Bu Fang feel his mind trembling and his eyes suddenly widened.

This... a curious pot!

boom……

The light spots disappeared and the formation disappeared. Then the big pot with the Xuanwu pattern was shattered on the floor of his room.

The entire shop seemed to shake suddenly at this moment.

The big black dog lying at the door also widened his eyes and looked at the room in Bu Fang in a strange way.

"This pot... actually makes people feel palpitations." Bu Fang murmured, stretched out his slender fingers, rubbing the edge of the big pot. The cold and harsh feeling was immediately transmitted from the edge of the big pot to his nerve endings along his fingers.

A strange fluctuation came from it, and Bu Fang seemed to feel something.

He felt a burning pain coming from his right hand, and a pattern that looked like a big pot appeared on his wrist.

Bu Fang was amazed.

With a thought, the heavy and ancient pot became very light and he lifted it up with one hand.

With a wave of his hand, he was as familiar as summoning the golden dragon bone kitchen knife, and the pot turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The left hand dragon bone knife, the right hand Xuanwu pot...
Chapter completed!