Chapter 11 Why Aren't You Afraid I'm So Awesome?

According to the strength classification of the Qianlong Continent, the first-grade true qi is only the lowest level of warrior cultivation, and this cultivation will not be able to turn the slightest wave in the imperial capital.

But what Bu Fang wondered was how could he have true qi?

Is it because he completed the task of the system? But his first task was to get the first customer, and the reward he got was nothing more than an enhanced version of egg fried rice and a fragment of the God of Cooking suit, and there was no mention of true qi at all.

"System, does it mean that as long as you complete the task, you can obtain infuriating energy and improve your strength?" Bu Fang asked in a puzzled way.

The system replied in serious and serious words: "The host's infuriating cultivation base is related to the amount of crystals earned by the host. The crystal system obtained by the host after completing the specified transaction will be automatically converted into the host's infuriating cultivation base in proportion to the host's infuriating cultivation. You can use the character panel to observe the improvement of cultivation and the conversion ratio of crystals obtained after completing the task."

"The current system level is one star, and the conversion ratio of vitality is 10%. If you upgrade to two stars, you can get more store permissions, open tables and chairs, and allow customers to bring their own low-level ingredients."

"The number of Yuan Crystals obtained by the host in this operation is 22 Yuan Crystals, and the energy obtained by converting them in proportion is 2 Yuan Crystals, and the level of True Qi is equivalent to that of a warrior."

Bu Fang was stunned. It turns out... Yuanjing still has this kind of use, but it's normal to think about it, because Yuanjing is originally an item that cultivators need for cultivation, and it can be refined to increase the level of infuriating energy. Helping Bu Fang to save a refining process.

"Eh... So, if I earn more Primordial Crystals, will my cultivation become stronger?" Bu Fang's mouth gradually pulled away, revealing a stiff smile.

"Ten Yuan Crystals are required to rise to the level of a second-rank war master, a hundred crystals are required for a third-rank war madman, a thousand chips are required for a fourth-rank war spirit, and 10,000 are required for a fifth-rank war king." The system said.

Bu Fang: "..."

Well, there is a long way to go to upgrade.

"By the way, what do you mean by bringing your own ingredients?" Bu Fang was a little curious.

"The host can help customers process their own ingredients in the small store to form dishes. The price is determined by the system according to the score of the host's completed dishes." The system still explained seriously.

It turned out to be the case. Bu Fang's eyes lit up slightly. This is a very humanized setting. The system expands his ability to earn Primordial Crystals. Unfortunately, his current level is not enough. In this fantasy world, All kinds of magical monster meat and all kinds of precious vegetation are all top-level ingredients. If you allow others to bring the ingredients, plus his handling, you will definitely be able to earn a lot of Yuanjing.

The upgrade of the system requires him to complete the tasks released by the system. The latest task: Please make a profit of 100 yuan crystal and 1,000 gold coins within a week.

Mission progress: 22/100, 100/1000.

Bu Fang sighed in his heart, it was a long and arduous task.

As a good cook, you must ensure your sleep quality.

After Bu Fang's mind exited the system panel, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a while, the sound of even breathing sounded regularly.

The next morning.

Bu Fang got up on time, and after washing up, he started his daily cooking practice.

After practicing the dishes he had learned, Bu Fang yawned and opened the door of the small shop.

The big black dog was still lying at the door of the small shop. He seemed to be lying in that position all the time and never moved. Bu Fang was a little surprised.

"Good morning, Xiao Hei." Bu Fang greeted him expressionlessly.

The big black dog's eyes rolled, but he didn't ignore him.

Bu Fang was not embarrassed, he walked back to the kitchen, put the fried rice he practiced in a porcelain bowl, and then came out again, holding the bowl and standing in front of Xiao Hei.

"It's time to eat, Xiao Hei." Bu Fang said.

Xiao Hei smelled the rice,

The decadence and laziness were swept away, and he immediately regained his energy. The pink tongue stretched out, and the pair of smart dogs stared at the porcelain bowl in Bu Fang's hands with anticipation.

Bu Fang was so angry, this foodie dog completely changed his attitude as soon as he had food, and immediately wiped his mouth and refused to recognize anyone.

What is the minimum trust between man and dog?

Doesn't this dog know how important it is to please his chef? If you please him, you will have a steady stream of delicious food!

Well, for this dog who only has food in his eyes, Bu Fang has nothing to do. He put the porcelain bowl in front of Xiao Hei, wagging his tail and scolding the porcelain bowl.

Pulling a chair over, Bu Fang slumped on the chair, comfortably and comfortably waiting for the customer to come.

Another beautiful and simple day.

At the same time, on the main road of the Imperial Capital Street, a large number of menacing people swarmed with ferocity.

The leader was Sun Qixiang, who was wearing colorful clothes and had his chest open. The name of one of the three great dudes in the imperial capital was no joke. People on the street avoided one after another and looked at him in fear.

Sun Qixiang is very satisfied with the eyes of the people around him, that's right! Just for you to be afraid! This young master is so arrogant, why are you not afraid!

"Keep up! Damn it, if I don't smash that small restaurant today, I won't be named Sun!"

Yesterday, the iron lump in the small restaurant was stripped of his clothes alive, and the scene that was thrown out haunted him like a nightmare, making him unable to sleep well. No, he gathered all the servants in the house early in the morning. , come to find a place.

When did Sun Qixiang suffer such a big loss, not killing Bu Fang, he felt uncomfortable!

Xiao Yanyu didn't go out today. Yesterday, she ate the enhanced version of egg fried rice, and she went into seclusion after her true qi level increased, so today only Xiao Xiaolong ran to the small restaurant by herself.

However, as soon as he arrived on the street, he saw this spectacular scene. Sun Qixiang took more than 100 people to smash the small restaurant.

"My God! I still want to eat egg fried rice! Smash your sister!" Xiao Xiaolong was so angry that the small restaurant smashed him. Where can he eat egg fried rice that can increase his cultivation and taste delicious? !

More than 100 people strode across the Fengxian Tower and walked for dozens of miles, and the surroundings became secluded.

In the past, the alleys that were basically no one cared about are now crowded with people.

Sun Qixiang's subordinates all held wooden sticks and looked coldly at the small restaurant in the alley.

What's so special, such a small restaurant in such a corner dares to bully our Young Master Sun, it's just a shame!

At the entrance of the small restaurant, Bu Fang squinted his eyes comfortably, reclined on the chair, the warm sunlight shone down and enveloped his figure, making him look so lazy.

The big black dog was wagging its tail, lying not far from Bu Fang, eating a porcelain bowl.

"The surname is Fang, this young master is here to smash your store!" Sun Qixiang pointed at Bu Fang with a paper fan arrogantly, and shouted coldly, he has brought so many people this time, he really doesn't believe it, This kid is not afraid.

If Bu Fang doesn't kneel down and beg for mercy, Master Ben will not forgive him!

The alley was terribly quiet. After Young Master Sun finished shouting, the expectant Bu Fang knelt down and begged for mercy did not appear. The latter was still reclining on the chair at the moment, the warm sunlight covering his figure like a gauze.

All the servants stared at Sun Qixiang with wide eyes.

It felt as if a flock of crows flew over his head... There was no response, so embarrassed that he felt hollowed out.

Sun Qixiang was immediately annoyed, he felt that Bu Fang had slapped him invisibly.

"Smash it for me! Smash what you see! I demolished this small shop! Damn it, I want this kid to know the fate of offending my Young Master Sun!"

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