Food King

Chapter 53

In the black shop, Wang Yan looked at the fried rice in front of him. At first glance, the fried rice was light yellow in color and had a faint fragrance. Although it was not cooked enough in appearance, it did not affect the food, but it was Such a plate of fried rice directly knocked down a master at the early stage of the Condensation Realm. Wang Yan was ashamed of this, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. When he turned around, he asked Fang Yuan.

"I don't know either." Fang Yuan frowned. Even he couldn't figure it out. After Fang Yuan's voice fell, Wang Yan nodded. No matter how you say it, this dark cooking king can be regarded as a master. Exclusive cheats, after all, this kind of dark cuisine, Wang Yan can't do it even if he deliberately imitates it.

"Okay, let's clean it up." Wang Yan said softly after a long time of thinking to no avail, and Fang Yuan nodded and quickly cleaned up.

"Dark cuisine." Wang Yan thought to himself, and as the thoughts in his mind turned, a smile was drawn on the corner of his lips. At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the gate, which made Wang Yan look at the food when he turned around. The face of the familiar burly figure in front of him suddenly sank.

"Second brother." Wang Yan frowned, and when he walked forward, he saw Wang Hao, whose clothes were torn and pale, and helped him to sit beside the table.

"What's going on? How could it be like this?" Wang Yan asked softly, reaching out to wipe away the blood from the corner of Wang Hao's mouth, and as his voice fell, Wang Hao was short of breath. Opening the mouth to speak, outside the door of the black shop, three figures walked in again.

"Naive guy, do you think you'll be fine if you run to Qingshan Town?" The three of them filed in, all dressed in dark green outfits, revealing strong muscles like horned dragons. The word "Ni" is extremely conspicuous, and this also means that the three people in front of him are from the same sect as Yu Wang, and they belong to the Nilian sect, one of the three major sects of Zhao State.

"Boy, hand over the seven-leaf clover. I can ignore the fact that you injured my sect disciple." The three of them entered, and a young man in his 20s stepped forward first, with a mocking expression on his face. His face was much longer than that of ordinary people. At this moment, he swept over Wang Hao with a sarcasm, and even stretched out his hand with an extremely arrogant attitude, which made the flush on Wang Hao's face more intense. He opened his mouth and coughed violently.

"I discovered this herb, why should I give it to you?" Wang Hao said sharply to the three of them with angry eyes, and as his voice fell, the long-faced man showed a sarcasm.

"That place was originally divided by my Refinement Sect. The herbs found on the ground we divided must belong to my sect. Think about it carefully, do you want to sacrifice yourself for this herb? Your life is on the line!" The long-faced young man said to Wang Hao with a sneer on his face.

"It seems that you injured him." Wang Yan raised his head, a gleam of cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and whispered softly, and then, with a wave of his palm, the gluttonous snake instantly appeared in the black shop , as if he could feel Wang Yan's anger, directly under the main body, the thick snake tail was thrown out one after another, and as three deep sounds mixed with screams resounded, the black shop suddenly became quiet, But those three people fell heavily five feet away from the door of the black shop, motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The blow of the Tianyan Python at the beginning of the first level was not something that three fighters who were only tempered to the ninth level could resist, but as the three of them were directly swept away by the tail of the greedy snake, Wang Hao was stunned and stared at Wang Yan's face was full of disbelief, this younger brother, who had always disliked intrigue and fighting, had become so aggressive and decisive now, which made Wang Hao feel shocked and bitter.

"Yan'er, do you know who they are?" Wang Sheng took a deep breath, then, after slowly withdrawing his gaze, asked Wang Yan.

"Nilianzong, but, so what? They can hurt you so miserably, and they want to make trouble in my shop, how can I tolerate him?" Wang Yan said lightly, which made Wang Hao startled slightly, There was a warm current in my heart, and then, when I nodded my head lightly, I struggled to stand up from the chair.

"You take this." Wang Hao reached into the storage bag with his palm, and took out a green herb from it. The herb was flat and had seven leaves in total. Quite miraculous.

"Seven-leaf grass!" Wang Yan said softly. In the northern borderlands, especially in places like Qingshan Town, in addition to absorbing vitality, healing of injuries and cultivation mainly rely on herbal medicines. As for higher-level pills, only It was only sold in the Imperial City of Zhao State, and the price is astonishing. Among the herbs, the horse chestnut is the most versatile. In addition to treating injuries, the horse chestnut also has the effect of detoxification, so it is quite rare , extremely valuable, according to the market price, this seven-leaf clover can be sold for 1000 yuan for a low-grade primordial stone, which can be called a sky-high price.

"You got it with great difficulty, you put it away yourself, and..." Wang Yan said with a light smile, but suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and then, with a sly smile, he put the paper in Wang Hao's hand. The horse chestnut took over.

"Second brother uses the horse chestnut, but to speed up healing or detoxification?" Wang Yan looked at the horse chestnut in his hand, and said to his second brother Wang Hao, and as his voice fell, Wang Hao said nodded.

"Leave it to me. If this horse chestnut is used directly like this, it will be a waste." Wang Yan said again, which made Wang Hao startled slightly.

"Can you make pills?" Wang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, while Wang Yan shook his head with a smile.

"Brewing." Wang Yan said softly, putting away the seven-leaf clover in his hand.

"Second brother, go to the attic at the back to rest first. Besides, before father comes to Qingshan Town, you should not go out again." Wang Yan said softly, then turned and entered the kitchen, while Wang Hao ordered After nodding, he followed into the backyard.

Just as Wang Yan entered the kitchen, outside the door of the black shop, the old beggar came quickly with cheerful steps, carrying a snow drill weighing ten catties in his hand, and walked towards the black shop.

"Hey, little guy, my old man is here again." Just entering the black shop, the old beggar's voice came out directly, making Wang Yan in the kitchen walk out, looking at the old beggar who was still in rags, lightly Lightly nodded.

"Look at this, the first-order mid-level monster drills in the snow, good stuff, the meat is very delicious, you study it, and find out how to do it is the most suitable method, I will wait here." Speechlessly speaking, he handed the Xueli drill in his hand to Wang Yan. At the same time, groping with withered palms, he took out a book of martial arts from the storage bag and threw it on the table.

"I understand the rules, do it quickly, my old man can't wait any longer." Seeing Wang Yan put away the martial arts, the old beggar waved his hand and urged, while Wang Yan nodded with a smile and turned around When he entered the kitchen, he looked at the book of martial arts in his hand, and a smile formed on the corner of his lips.

"Sky Gang Fist."

(End of this chapter)