Chapter 417 Egg Fried Rice Without Aroma

"What? You said that Boss Bu left the imperial capital again?"

Ni Yan looked at Ouyang Xiaoyi in front of her and asked with a strange expression, Ouyang Xiaoyi nodded in affirmation. [No pop-up novel network]

But she is not surprised at all. Boss Bu has been running outside every few days these days, and he is rarely in the store. However, every time Boss Bu comes back, there will be new dishes. He must be running to find inspiration.

Ni Yan sighed, her face was a little disappointed, she wanted to meet Boss Bu and taste the dishes cooked by Boss Bu himself.

In the end, this girl didn't know where she went...

Forget it, since this is the case, then we can only meet by fate in the future.

Ni Yan is also chic, after thinking it over, a relieved smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

After saying goodbye to Ouyang Xiaoyi, Xiao Xiaolong and others, she turned around and left the shop, her graceful figure quickly disappeared into the bustling streets of the imperial capital.

It is also time for her to leave the land of Southern Border.

...

The inn with fifty yuan crystals per night is indeed very comfortable to live in. After all, you get what you pay for. Whether it is the facilities and equipment inside or the calming environment, it is a good accommodation experience for Bu Fang.

The next day, he checked out the room early, and the person who was in charge of checking out was not the woman he saw yesterday.

Bu Fang, who originally wanted to ask about the information about the Yunlan restaurant, felt a little regretful.

After checking out of the room, Bu Fang walked out of the gorgeous inn, and walked on the streets of Tianlan City according to the information given by the woman yesterday.

Tianlan City is really big. There are row upon row of houses on both sides, and the streets are criss-crossed. All the roads are rushing to and fro, giving Bu Fang a feeling of stepping into a maze.

On the street, there are many carriages pulled by different spirit beasts, galloping at a very fast speed.

Compared with the Qingfeng Imperial Capital, the advancement and prosperity of Tianlan City are indeed more than one level higher.

Both sides of the street are full of pill shops, and those who sell pills are alchemists.

Even though alchemists are an industry that can get rich quickly, in fact, there are very few alchemists who can really make money, because alchemy has a failure rate. Once it fails, the materials, energy and money invested will be wasted.

The stakes are equally high.

However, it is very difficult to sell the trained pills in Tianlan City.

Therefore, in Mist Sky City, the competition for pill shops is very fierce.

Bu Fang just walked in front of these elixir shops, and was almost pulled into the shop by a group of enthusiastic buddies.

But Bu Fang had a straight face, a feeling that strangers should not enter, and ruthlessly rejected them.

Compared with pills, Bu Fang believed in his cooking skills more.

"Yunlan Restaurant...it seems to be going straight this way." Bu Fang glanced at the address again and frowned.

Bu Fang continued to move forward, and on his shoulder, Golden Pippi Shrimp lay on his stomach and fell asleep soundly.

Gradually, the hustle and bustle around gradually disappeared.

The row upon row of tall buildings on both sides disappeared without knowing when, and they all turned into low houses.

These houses are a bit dilapidated and very old. It looks like they are old. Compared with the previous high-rise buildings, they are simply two extremes.

But when Bu Fang saw these houses, there was a slight excitement on his face.

It seems that the restaurant is almost here.

Sure enough, I walked a few steps again, and within a few steps, I saw a restaurant in the distance.

Yunlan restaurant.

A plaque hangs in front of the restaurant.

It's just different from Bu Fang's imagination, the last restaurant in Mist City this day was terribly deserted, without a single customer.

As the only restaurant in a city with so few competitors, how could there be no customers?

Bu Fang was a little puzzled.

He stepped into the restaurant.

The sanitation of the restaurant is quite good, without the musty smell of old houses. Although there are few customers, every table is cleaned spotlessly.

There are several spiritual trees in the store. These spiritual trees stretch out their branches and leaves, exuding spiritual energy, making the air in the restaurant more fresh.

On the counter of the restaurant, there was a burly figure lying on its stomach.

The footsteps of Bu Fang stepping into the small shop were very light, but the burly figure still trembled, his ears moved, and he raised his head suddenly.

"Welcome to Yunlan Restaurant, how can I serve you?"

A not-so-sharp female voice remembered that the burly figure walked out of the counter and appeared in front of Bu Fang.

Bu Fang sized up the person in front of him and frowned.

He shouldn't have gone wrong, right? The woman yesterday said that the shop owner was her best friend, so she must be a woman...

What is the situation of this rough man in front of him.

Seeing that Bu Fang seemed to be standing there in a daze, the rough man was also taken aback, and reminded Bu Fang.

Bu Fang looked at the big man with creepy eyes.

Because a female voice actually came out from the big man's mouth.

It turns out that this guy is a woman!

It never occurred to me that...the owner of this small shop is really a woman, so it seems that he must have gone the right way.

After experiencing the initial shock, Bu Fang calmed down. After finding a place to sit down, he glanced at the woman indifferently.

"Let's serve the best dishes here," Bu Fang said.

Bu Fang never underestimated any small shop, because there might be a delicacy in a small shop that would shock you.

The older the shop, the more valuable it is, which is handed down from generation to generation.

After hearing Bu Fang's words, the woman suddenly became excited, narrowed her eyes, dangled her huge body, and ran towards the kitchen excitedly.

Seeing the woman's swaying hands and trotting back, the corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched again.

You can imagine the back of a burly man trotting like a little girl.

Absolutely hot on the eyes.

Bu Fang felt that the main reason why there were no customers in this restaurant was probably because of the existence of this woman...

chi chi! !

In the kitchen, the sound of stir-frying soon resounded, as well as the metal collision of iron pans and spatulas.

It has quite a sense of rhythm.

However, the bored Bu Fang couldn't help frowning, because there was no scent wafting from the kitchen, which was a bit weird.

Under normal circumstances, such stir-fried dishes will emit a little aroma, and with Bu Fang's sense of smell, he can definitely smell it immediately.

Bu Fang suddenly felt uneasy.

After a while, the burly woman came out with a plate of steaming dishes with a smile on her face.

"Is this egg fried rice?"

Bu Fang's eyes widened in a rare way, looking at the bowl...egg fried rice placed in front of him.

This woman's f*cking scrambled eggs and fried rice can actually have no aroma at all, which is also a skill.

Bu Fang felt a little speechless looking at this bowl of fried rice with eggs that didn't even fall apart.

The rice grains were fried and a little burnt black...

This girl is almost catching up with Ouyang Xiaoyi's skill.

"Guest officer, you have a taste. I haven't cooked for a long time, and the skills may be a little rusty." The burly woman was a little embarrassed, and twisted the waist of the bucket coyly.

Bu Fang took a deep breath, but still didn't smell any aroma.

It is also a craft to be able to fry egg fried rice without the slightest aroma.

Bu Fang's face became serious, he picked up a porcelain spoon leaning on the bowl and scooped up...egg fried rice.

"Hey... is this the sun coming out from the west? You still have people coming to eat in this dilapidated restaurant?"

Just as Bu Fang was about to stuff the egg fried rice into his mouth, there was a surprised mocking sound from outside the door.

When the burly woman heard the voice, her face changed suddenly, and her face was full of grief and indignation.

I saw two figures slowly stepping in from outside Yunlan restaurant.

These were two young men wrapped in black robes. One young man had a look of contempt on his face. He glanced at the shop and kept snorting coldly.

"Nangong Ming, what are you going to do! My place is open for business! You are going to make trouble... come back later!"

With a movement of the burly woman's body, she stood in front of the two young men and said coldly.

After finishing speaking, the woman turned her head and looked at Bu Fang gently.

"Guest officer, don't worry, eat slowly, I, Yang Meiji, promise that no one will disturb your meal."

It's not easy for a customer to come to her small shop, how can it be disturbed?

Inheriting this restaurant from her father, her purpose has long been not to make money, but to remember the glory of many restaurants in Tianlan City.

"It's just you? Yang Meiji, who do you think you can stop? I really didn't expect that there would be people in Mist Sky City who would choose to eat in restaurants, tsk tsk tsk...the world is so big, there are so many surprises."

Nangong Ming walked slowly, Yang Meiji glared angrily, and took a step to stop him.

But a man next to Nangong Ming took a light step, and put a hand on Yang Meiji's shoulder, making the latter unable to move at all.

"Supreme power?" Yang Meiji was startled, and looked at that person.

Nangong Ming bypassed Yang Meiji and sat opposite to Bu Fang, looking at Bu Fang with great interest.

"Your Excellency should not be from my Tianlan City, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't go to this corner restaurant to eat." Nangong Ming said with a smile, "I have said that anyone who eats in this restaurant... My son can't make it through."

Bu Fang looked at the fried rice with eggs in the porcelain spoon with a serious face, took a deep breath, and felt very solemn in his heart.

As for Nangong Ming's words, he didn't listen to them at all.

Even if he heard it, Bu Fang didn't bother to respond. When he was able to eat, Bu Fang would never lift up the porcelain spoon and stuff the steaming spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth.

Um? !

Bu Fang's heart trembled.

It felt as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind at high speed.

"Boy...are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?" Nangong Ming looked at Bu Fang who ignored him, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

A slap was made on the table.

There was a bang.

Yang Meiji's huge body trembled in fright.

Pooh! ! !

Bu Fang's eyes widened, and the moment Nangong Ming slapped his palm on the table, he finally... couldn't hold back anymore.

Opening his mouth, rice grains and egg cubes spewed out one after another.

It was completely sprayed on Nangong Ming's face.

The latter froze all over, staring blankly at Bu Fang, his face covered with scorched rice grains, he was dumbfounded.

Bu Fang patted his face, let out a long breath, grinned, his face full of lingering fear.

"This fried rice with eggs...is really terrible!"