Food King

Chapter 23
In the black shop, Wang Yan paused the chopsticks in his hand, and a look of surprise flashed across his dark eyes. Then, after listening carefully, the melodious and sweet voice came again with a unique melody.

"Come on. Be happy, anyway, there is a lot of time."

"Come on. Love, there is anyway, a lot of stupidity"

The beautiful singing voice has a little bit of indescribable charm, combined with the faint sound of the guzheng, it keeps getting into Wang Yan's ears. The familiar melody made Wang Yan think of a song he had heard before. Song, when he looked up, he looked at the big fat man Fangyuan who was twisting around as if scratching his head and shaking the noodles in his hand from time to time, and couldn't help shivering.

"Damn it. Is it a collision?" Wang Yan smiled, put down the noodle bowl in his hand, and looked at Fangyuan, whose face was full of intoxication, and his fat body was constantly twisting, just about to speak , Fangyuan pinched the orchid finger in his hand, and the moment he cut off the noodles, he flicked it, and turned around thinking he was chic, matching the obscene intoxication that had not yet dissipated on his chubby face, and stopped facing Wang Yan.

"Hey shopkeeper, why don't you eat?" Fang Yuan said, his voice seemed to be a little thinner, but Wang Yan waved his hand.

"Seeing that you are quite fascinated by the practice, let's order two more bowls." Wang Yan said, walked to the stewed soup pot, looked at the broken noodles of different thicknesses, and patted the round noodles. Shoulder.

"Cook more, practice more, practice makes perfect." Wang Yan said again, then turned around and walked outside. At this moment, his bowl of fragrant noodles has long been occupied by greedy snakes who smelled the fragrance. .

"Cough Fangyuan, bring out two more servings, you guys eat slowly, I'll go out and walk around." Wang Yan walked to the kitchen door, looked at Hei Yanwei with a bitter face, the two had a little tiredness on their faces, obviously Building the house took some effort.

"Cough, I'm pretty good at cooking." Watching Wang Yan turn and leave, Fangyuan fished out the noodles in the stewed soup. The crystal white noodles were soaked in the hearth where the boar pork was boiled, and there was also a fragrance.

"Hungry, wait, I'll give you something to eat next." Fang Yuan said again with a smile, some sweat was hanging on his fat face, obviously the process of shaking his face just now was also a kind of consumption for his fat body .

Fang Yuan pulled the Piaoxiang noodles seriously again, that charming expression, matched with the writhing fat body, made Ah Da and Ah Er stunned in place.

"Well, there seems to be a little problem with the house just now, I'll go and have a look." Ah Da took a deep breath, said softly, and then walked out in the direction of the back door, so fast that he disappeared into the kitchen in the blink of an eye middle.

"Hey, wait for me." Ah Er stared dumbfounded at Fang Yuan who seemed to be posing in front of him, coughed dryly, and galloped out in the direction of the back door.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the two leaving one after another, Fang Yuan frowned, and immediately shook his head in puzzlement, then put the disconnected noodles aside, took some again, and pulled again .

Outside the black shop, the sun was warm. After Wang Yan walked out, he followed the long singing voice coming from his ears. The sweet voice mixed with the beautiful melody kept lingering in his ears. One cannot find the source of the sound.

"I don't know where the singing came from." Wang Yan said softly. The place is backed by the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Walking a hundred meters further on the left side of the black shop, you will reach the busiest place in Qingshan Town. There is a lot of people around, and the noise is constant
"An illusion?" When Wang Yan listened carefully again, the sweet voice and beautiful melody seemed to have disappeared, and he could never hear it again.

Wang Yan shook his head, turned around and entered the black shop, and sat down on a chair near the kitchen. Through the window where the dishes were served, one could see that Fang Yuan had already stopped what he was doing, holding a big bowl, and was devouring the contents of the bowl. The Fragrant Noodles, and Ah Da and Ah Er did not know where they went.

Wang Ming touched the storage bag, and there were still a lot of raw materials in his hand. Although the small traps in the bushes and jungles could only hunt some small animals, they were still the source of raw materials, and there were also a lot of low-grade primordial stones in his hand. There is also the pile of gold coins that Wang Yan brought back from Tianxiang City. Although Wang Yan does not say that he is rich now, he has no shortage of sources of raw materials in a short time. For the sale of beasts and vegetables, as long as you have enough gold coins or primordial stones, it is not impossible to buy even some low-level monsters.

"It's been a long time since I've been to the town." Wang Yan thought to himself, the sound of Fang Yuan drinking soup could be heard next to his ears, and after a while, Fang Yuan sat down and took a short rest after eating and drinking.

"Damn, it's really bad luck. I didn't expect so many people to come to Qingshan Town this time. Tianxiang Building is already overcrowded."

"That's right, but this time I can hear the zither sound of Fairy Su of Yunxianzong, it's a worthwhile trip."

"It's strange. The Yunxian Sect, a hermit sect, has descendants who have entered Qingshan Town. This time's experience may really be a little different from previous years."

"Heh, black shop? It's really interesting in this careless Qingshan Town, even the black shop is open blatantly, haha."

"It's nothing more than sensationalism, but it's just right, go in and see what's unusual about this so-called black shop."

Outside the door of the black shop, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and the sound of conversations came in clearly, causing Wang Yan to raise his eyelids, looking at the two people who appeared in the black shop,
The two are about the same age, in their early twenties, one of them is wearing a blue gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, he looks like a gentleman, while the other is wearing a blue dress, showing off like a horned dragon His muscles are filled with a strong sense of strength.

After the two of them entered, the man with the folding fan in his hand looked around for a while, then looked at Wang Yan who was not far in front of him, and put the folding fan in his hand away with a flick of his hand. sat down.

"Boss, this black shop of yours doesn't sell human flesh, does it?" the folding fan youth said with a smile, patted his clothes, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders and did not directly answer his question. Instead, he pointed to the menu on the wall.

"It's all there." Wang Yan said lightly, and as his voice fell, the well-dressed man turned sideways, glanced at the menu, and shook his head in disbelief.

"My lord, I think we've really entered a black shop." The young man in strong clothes said, his voice was like a bell, extremely loud, obviously doing so on purpose, and the young man with the folding fan nodded his head.

"That's true. Didn't you see it when you came in?" The man with the folding fan also said, with a faint smile on his face, and then, just as he was about to order, a burst of fragrance came quietly from the direction of the kitchen. Scatter out.

"Huh? What's this smell? It seems to be interesting." The folding fan youth turned sideways, his eyes fell on Wang Yan, and he asked again with a smile.

"Ecstasy Noodles"

(End of this chapter)