Food King

Chapter 20 The old beggar
In the black shop, the young man with forehead lines had a look of shock on his face. At this moment, his face was flushed, and the vitality in his body was automatically flowing, and faint strands of vitality were quickly pulled out from his body, and were quickly drawn out by the rapid circulation. Kailai's Yuanli is sucking and running along specific meridians.
"This..." the young man with forehead lines rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty. This unimaginable change made his heart beat faster while he was ecstatic. Looking at the wine glass still held between his fingers, My mind roared.

"This wine... seems to be able to increase the vitality in the body." Looking at the gazes of the two companions, the young man with raised forehead said again, and as his voice fell, the two were stunned, and then, looking at each other, At the same time, he smiled.

"Second senior brother, how is this possible? Are you drinking too much?" said the young man who had never spoken. He had an ordinary appearance, with a bronze sword on his back and a light blue robe, which gave him a touch of handsomeness. The sense of ease.

"Yeah, Second Junior Brother, you think too much. Do you believe it when you tell me about the wine that contains vitality?" Strong, and because of this, even though the young man with forehead lines formed an armor of Yuanli that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, the two still didn't notice the clue.

"Okay." Seeing the brothers and sisters say so, the young man with forehead lines spread his hands indifferently, and then took a deep breath, suppressing some of the turbulent energy in his body, but he could feel it himself, as if the energy in his body At this moment, Yuanli has increased a little bit.

"Your fried rice." At this moment, Fang Yuan came over and put the tray in his hand on the table. He placed three fried rice filled with white steam in front of the three of them one by one, turned and left again.

"It smells so good," the burly young man said, looking at the fried rice covered in white air with surprise in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth and blew lightly, and the white air dissipated, revealing the fried rice that was shining with golden light.

"Damn it. Glittering fried rice."

"Sure enough, there are ways."

"Let's play tricks, otherwise how can you sell it at such a high price?"

The three of them spoke almost at the same time, but there was unconcealable surprise in their eyes. After picking up the small blue and white spoon, they took a mouthful of fried rice, and when they pulled the golden silk thread, the wafting fragrance became more intense.
Just when the three of them were devouring their meals without the calm enthusiasm of the past, a diner appeared again outside the black shop.

This is an old man in his sixties, with messy white hair, wrinkled face, looks sloppy, messy clothes, and some parts have been damaged, exposing the dry skin, he is leaning on a A wooden stick, with a trace of obscenity on his old face, when he sniffed the tip of his nose lightly, he had already entered the store.

"It smells so good, that little one. Order." The old man sat down on another table, leaned the walking stick in his hand against the table, and said to Fang Yuan, who was looking at the kitchen and gulping down his saliva.

Fang Yuan, who was imagining a feast, was disturbed, turned around reluctantly, looked at the ragged old man, frowned, but still pointed to the wall.

"The menu is on the wall, but we only accept yuan stones in our store." Fang Yuan said, seeing the old man's ragged clothes, after looking up and down, he really couldn't see where the old man could take out yuan stones. Stone comes.

"Cough that, give me one of the dishes written on it." The old man didn't care about Fang Yuan's gaze. After looking at the menu, he coughed dryly, and then said indifferently.

"Could it be eating Bawang's meal?" Fang Yuan muttered softly, turned around and stood outside the window, and said something to Wang Yan inside.

"If you're afraid of this and that, you don't need to do business." Wang Yan said lightly, and put the large bowl of roe deer meat and a glass of fruit wine in his hand on the tray by the window.

"No." Fang Yuan walked over staggeringly, put the roe deer meat and fruit wine on the table, then turned and went back to the window, but his eyes fell on the old man from time to time, wondering if the latter could take out the primordial stone Come on, Fang Yuan is really worried.

The three people on the side were still devouring the fried rice with their heads buried. After stripping off the last grain of rice, they raised their heads with some unsatisfactory intentions. They looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"The food from this black shop is so fucking delicious." The young man with forehead tattoo couldn't help but swear, licking his lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue, his face was fascinated.

"Indeed, it's just that the price is too expensive." The young man with the bronze sword on his back also echoed. It was the first time for the three of them to come into contact with such delicious food.

"The black shop must be worthy of the name." The burly young man smiled and shook his head, then reached out and touched his waist, took out a storage bag, put down the primordial stone with some pain, and then stood up, with the burden on his back. Together, the youth with the bronze sword drank the fruit wine on the table in one gulp.

"Let's go." The burly young man took a sip of the fruit wine, feeling the hot feeling like a raging fire gradually spreading, glanced at the black shop with some nostalgia, and said to the two.

The three of them left the store, and within ten steps, except for the young man with raised forehead tattoos, the other two were all in a state of silence, their faces flushed, and they suddenly turned around, their eyes full of horror, Looking at the black shop like a little monster crawling.

"What a miraculous black shop." Feeling the quick flow of energy in his body, the strong young man said in a young voice. Then, after taking a deep breath, he took a deep look at the black shop again before leaving slowly with the other two.

After the three of them left, the old man was the only diner left in the store, and Fang Yuan looked at the old man not far away in every possible way. In his opinion, the old man's eating was too ugly, especially in After the fried rice was on the table, the mouth was full of oil and glistened with golden light. From time to time, I picked up the big bowl that had no roe deer meat, and drank a few mouthfuls of soup in a row.

"Gu..." the old man was full, picked up the fruit wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp, feeling the combination of the faint fruity aroma and spicy taste in his mouth, gradually spreading in his body, the old man grinned and licked Glossy lips.

"Hey. It's really good. The old man hasn't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time." The old man patted his stomach in satisfaction, hiccupped, and stood up from the chair.

"A total of 25 low-grade primordial stones." Seeing the old man standing up, Fang Yuan said, his obese body was extremely flexible, and in the next moment, he was already in front of the old man.

"Isn't it Yuanshi? My old man still eats and drinks for nothing." The old man rolled his eyes, said to Fang Yuan, stretched out his hand to touch his body, and coughed dryly.

"That, remember first, we will tie together next time."

(End of this chapter)