I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 267 The Best Cooking Warrior

Xu Yang's face brightened immediately, "Okay, wait a minute, there are 45 egg fried rice left today, if you need it, please make an order as soon as possible."

Sure enough, among these guys present, some are not short of money.

There are still people who can afford fried rice with eggs for two liang of silver.

"Little brother, give me one too."

"I want one too."

"Two, I want two..."

That guy took the lead, and immediately someone followed suit.

And this one is not just one or two.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight people rushed to speak immediately.

Whether this egg fried rice is worth two taels of silver can only be judged after eating it.

But the crux of the problem is that the kid announced that only fifty copies will be sold today.

Therefore, it is still early to start.

If it was too late, maybe they would have nothing to do with it.

They are hungry now.

Is it to spend two taels of silver to taste the possibly delicious fried rice with eggs?
Or go back and eat that free but nasty meal?

Those guys who have some spare cash in their pockets and want to eat something, made a quick decision.

"Well, please come here, everyone. There are only 37 copies left. After passing this village, there will be no such store. If you need it, please hurry up and make a reservation."

This time there was no need for Xu Yang to yell, Zhang Tianxiang, who was standing by the side, had already yelled for him.

He still wants Xu Yang to cook that big pot of rice for him, so why don't he help out now?

There are also Liu Xiaohu and others who have the same thoughts.

They persuaded one after another: "That's right, there is only such a small share in total, and there are still so many people who haven't had enough to eat. If you don't make reservations quickly, you won't have your share."

Those guys who were a bit hesitant at first couldn't sit still immediately after they made such a noise.

They opened their mouths one after another, one for you, one for me, and quickly filled up the remaining shares.

Xu Yang kept his word, once the quota of [-] egg fried rice was full, no more reservations would be accepted.

Rare things are precious, and if they don't sway those guys' appetites, they won't cherish this hard-won opportunity.

Of course, due to the sudden incident, Xu Yang was not prepared for this at all before that.

In this rush, in addition to the fifty servings of fried rice with eggs, he also had to help Zhang Tianxiang, Liu Xiaohu and others fry two large pots of rice.

If this business continues, it will be too late in time.

What's more, freshly fried fried rice also takes a certain amount of time.

If you want to make people wait for too long, they may not be willing, right?
At the end of the afternoon, Zhao Weiming, who was standing behind the ring, looked at Xu Yang with an unclear expression.

At this moment, he didn't know whether to praise or scold this kid.

Don't look at this kid who is always doing nothing, but he is really good at making money.

Look, it's only one noon, and this kid actually made 100 taels of silver just by making fried rice.

And this meal is provided free of charge by Yuntai Teacher.

This idea of ​​making money, you really can't accept it.

In the end, Zhao Weiming couldn't help persuading him: "Money is something outside of your body, you'd better focus on martial arts from now on."

Staring at Xu Yang on the ring, he nodded indiscriminately.

This stubble is not easy to pick up.

Although the other party had good intentions, this Elder Zhao didn't know that the reason why he was so keen on making money was to go further in martial arts.

If you want him not to make money, don't you want to cut off his way to quickly improve his force?
Seeing Xu Yang nod indiscriminately there, Zhao Weiming felt somewhat angry.

In Canglongmen, there is no need to worry about food or clothing, and I don't know why this kid loves making money so much?

Even during lunch time, he can think of ways to make money.

I wanted to say a few more words, but this kid made it clear that he didn't want to listen.

After many thoughts swirled in his head for a few times, Zhao Weiming finally let out a long sigh.

Well, whatever, let him go.

If young people don't suffer a little bit, they don't know the heights of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Xu Yang had no time to pay attention to Zhao Weiming's sigh.

His eyes stared blankly at the two contestants on the ring.

In the arena, Mingjian Tower, ranked seventh in Jianghu, faced Jianhu Villa, ranked No. 11.

Since the rankings of these two sects are very close, and the difference in strength is not particularly large, the contestants from both sides played extremely fiercely.

Both are masters of swords, but one is good at attacking and the other is good at defending.

If you meet an opponent, you will meet a talented person!

The guy from Mingjian Tower is good at attacking, he can hold a wooden sword back and forth, and the ring is full of his sword light.

But that guy from Jianhu Villa, like a tortoise with a giant shell, danced the wooden sword airtightly in his hand.

This offense and defense, the fight was a lively one.

For a long time, there was no winner.

This kind of protracted battle is actually what Xu Yang likes the most.

Because only in such a game can he fully experience the gains and losses of both sides.

Tsk tsk, what a pity, if the player from Mingjianlou just now could move his sword half an inch to the left, that guy from Jianhu Villa would suffer a lot.

And that guy from Jianhu Villa didn't just defend but not attack.

Taking advantage of the opponent's lost chance to hit with one blow, he also took the cold and returned the opponent's sword.

Xu Yang suddenly smiled.

Yes, yes, that's right.

If you only defend but not attack, no matter how hard your tortoise shell is, it will be smashed, right?
Damn it, you didn't grasp such a good opportunity, you were really blind.

If your sword moves up two inches, will the opponent be able to block it?
The two guys on the stage were having a lively fight, and Xu Yang's head was also in a mess.

Seeing the impatience, he wished he could go on stage and compete with the two on stage.

Seeing Xu Yang like this, Zhao Weiming couldn't laugh or cry.

If you say this kid doesn't know how to improve, he's definitely not convinced.

You see, watching a game, he can watch it so devotedly.

But if you want to say that he is dedicated to martial arts, he always does some crooked things.

Cooking, brewing, doing business.

Which one can a serious warrior do?

Others come to Yuntai Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference, purely for gaining knowledge.

Fortunately for him, every meal can give him a chance to make money.

Damn, after much deliberation, you don't know whether this kid wants to be a martial artist who can make money, or a chef who can learn martial arts.

But one thing, Zhao Weiming can be sure, this kid's culinary skills are definitely the highest among those martial arts people he knows.

Otherwise, this kid wouldn't be able to fry egg fried rice for two taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)