Food King

Chapter 232 It's all mine
In the small world of the second form of the sarcophagus, dilapidated palaces can be seen everywhere, full of depression and decay. The entire small world is lifeless, but only the cemetery is full of majestic vitality.

Wang Yan stared at the elixir and spiritual vegetables in the cemetery with bright eyes. Even though he was usually calm and introverted, he couldn't help showing a hint of greed now. When he thought that these belonged to him, the smile on Wang Yan's face never Not watered down.

"Three-color vermilion fruit."

Wang Yan's eyes flashed brightly, the vermilion fruit in front of his eyes showed three colors, shining with crystal light, which was about the size of a fist, and a strange fragrance continued to permeate from it.

Wang Yan picked one at random. The three-color vermilion fruit was quite heavy. After he washed it with mountain spring water, he put it on his mouth and took a bite.

The sweet juice like the sweet spring filled Wang Yan's mouth in an instant, and the sweet taste directly permeated the body with a burst of vitality.

It was different from the vermilion fruit that Wang Yan knew, or because of some reasons, the vermilion fruit in his hand was thin and fleshy, but it was extremely tender, the juice was sweet, like a fairy dew in the world, which made Wang Yan's eyes brighten up.

"Even if this top-grade vermilion fruit does not require any processing, it must be sold at a very high price." Wang Yan thought to himself, and immediately began to collect those fruits and vegetables that had already matured to the extreme.

It has to be said that this cemetery has a huge area, and the ten thousand years of growth have made these fruits and vegetables ripen to an unbelievable degree.

In the huge cemetery, Wang Yan is already a little bit from ear to ear. After having this cemetery, all kinds of middle-grade, top-grade or even top-grade grass and trees can be planted in the future. The prerequisite is to use Yuanshi to maintain the so-called sunshine in this small world.

"It would be great if we could find the fountain of life and re-moisturize the earth." Wang Yan said in a whimsical way, and immediately smiled, looking at a storage bag that was already full, and the harvesting action just stopped down.

"Let's go. Everything here belongs to you. You don't need to be so impatient. Moreover, if you improve your strength as soon as possible, you can only open the seal of the Yuanshi River when you reach the Yuanhua realm. However... I want to speed up my cultivation. If so, it would be a good choice to come to the Yuanshi River in this sarcophagus space." Seeing Wang Yan's movements stop, Chu Ling said indifferently.

"Essential Transformation Realm?" Wang Yan thought to himself, and immediately looked at the rushing Yuanshi river not far away with some reluctance. Yuanshi and the "sun" that had regained its light turned around and followed Chu Ling to leave this small world.

In the real world, Wang Yan reappeared above the attic in the backyard. Night fell and the full moon hung high in the sky. After walking out of the small world of the sarcophagus, Wang Yan waved his palm and put the sarcophagus back into the storage bag.

"Okay, you have seen the second form of the sarcophagus, work hard, try to find the fountain of life as soon as possible, if you want to enter it, you can enter it with a move of your mind, but remember to choose a place where there is no one, only open it Only when you have entered the third form can you hide all the time." The voice of the kitchen spirit echoed on the third floor of the attic, and the vague figure quietly disappeared.

"There is actually a third form." Wang Yan thought to himself, and immediately shook his head. These are too far away from him, and now the top priority is to improve his cooking skills, and at the same time improve his own strength.

If the unfathomable primordial stone river cannot be controlled, it will be extremely tormenting for Wang Yan.

In the attic on the third floor, Wang Yan practiced the Tianjiuta again. Since the last battle, Wang Yan was quite surprised by the Tianjiuta. The mystery in it was indescribable.

In addition to Tian Jiuta, some martial arts in his hands also started to practice. These things also caused Wang Yan's daily time to be arranged so that there was almost no extra free time.

Although boring, it is extremely fulfilling.

When the night gradually disappeared, a ray of sunlight rose from the end of the sky, and above the three-story attic, Wang Yan also opened his eyes, stretched his body a little, and there was a crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other.

After washing up, Wang Yan made breakfast early, peach blossom porridge with pickled side dishes, and crispy fried dough sticks. After eating with Fangyuan Huba, he watched them leave before entering the black shop again.

Without Huba Fangyuan, Wang Yan still felt a little uncomfortable. After updating the menu again, he leaned against the exclusive seat in the hall, squinted his eyes, and showed a lazy posture.

To be precise, it is more appropriate to call it a new dish every day. With Wang Yan's culinary skills, it is extremely easy to update a new dish every day, and there is no repetition.

On the blackboard, most of the original dishes have been removed, and a new dish is updated every day, but the total number of dishes on the blackboard has remained at five or six, and the number will not increase at will.

The quiet waiting didn't last long, and the first customer came to the door. He seemed to be no stranger to black shops, but Wang Yan had no impression of him at all.

However, since this period of time, there have been a lot of strangers pouring into Qingshan Town again, and because of this, Wang Yan doesn't care. Leng.

The man took a step back and looked at the sign above again. The big characters of "Black Shop" were very conspicuous. After frowning, he walked in again, obviously making another confirmation.

"The menu is on the blackboard." Wang Yan said calmly, opened his slightly closed eyes, and casually glanced at the man in luxurious clothes in front of him, apparently he had already noticed the man coming in before.

"Sure enough, it's the same as the rumors, but it's different." The man sat down and said with a light smile. He didn't turn around and leave because of the high price of the dishes, but there was a hint of disappointment on his face.

"Huh?" Wang Yan snorted slightly in surprise, but he didn't answer the conversation. He always didn't like talking to strangers.

"Black shop. It's really black, but I just don't know if the black ones are worth the money."

"However, the storefront is not quite the same as I imagined. I thought it would be some luxuriously decorated hotel, but I didn't expect it to be such a small store, but it is quite unique." The man said self-consciously, looking at the hotel Looking at the decoration in the store, he nodded secretly.

"Have a piece of boneless chicken feet."

"A piece of fragrant noodles."

"Add a jar of seven-leaf wine."

After the man finished clicking, he looked at the words "Pay first" below, frowned slightly, and immediately took out a bag of low-grade primordial stones, and threw them on the table.

"Hold on."

Wang Yan casually put away the bag of primordial stones, and after his voice fell calmly, he went straight into the kitchen. In the hall, only the man was left with strange eyes, still looking at the small shop.

"I don't know if it's a false name. If it's really just hype." The man murmured softly. Fragrance, gradually permeated out.

"Well, I've come all the way, I'm really hungry."

(End of this chapter)