I came up with such a unique way of competing for treasure - cooking. Not to mention, it's really delicious, I also went to drink a bowl of chicken soup, although it's a little expensive, but that taste, tsk, I know that there is something in the sky. ”

Yan Ruomeng was so angry that one soul went out of the body and the second soul ascended to heaven.

Among the five official team members of their Treasure Pavilion, there is a scenic year.

Moreover, he is still a young man she was originally quite optimistic about.

As a result, I never thought that it was a gluttonous person who went to send money to the Rilun Pavilion!

"What's so good about chicken soup! The bad idea of making vegetables and soup is nine streams! "If you don't scold twice, you feel uncomfortable.

"Oh, Senior Sister Yan, I don't like to hear what you say." Luo Qiqi's voice instantly became yin and yang, "You don't have to eat and eat vegetables every day?" Tell me, why is this a ninth-rate? Why don't you give me one to try? ”

Smoke Dreams: "......"

"Besides, do you know who cooks?" Luo Qiqi's eyes showed a look of amazement.

Without waiting for Yan Ruomeng to ask, Luo Qiqi asked himself, "It's Emperor Jing of Nanyue Kingdom!" ”

Yan Ruomeng was stunned.

She thought she was hallucinating.

How can an emperor cook for a country? Do you still take out the soup you make and sell it?

It sounds incredible.

Impossible.

"Hehe, I can't imagine it, a bowl of soup made by Emperor Jing of Nanyue, not to mention two thousand silver beads, even five thousand silver beads, I also bought it." Luo Qiqi's eyes lit up, "Don't you want to try?" ”

Yan Ruomeng was speechless again.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that at that moment just now, she was really tempted.

I want to give it a try.

What is the taste of the soup made by Emperor Jing of Nanyue?

Luo Qiqi smiled and walked away.

Yan Ruomeng stood in place, stunned for a long time, and walked in the direction of the Rilun Pavilion Jingbao Pavilion as if his feet were out of his control.

Then, she saw the legendary "Suzaku Delicious Pot Boy".

There was an endless stream of guests, and the queue was extremely long.

The guests were expectant.

No one complained, no one got angry.

Real food is enough to calm down their anger and have no regrets.

"It smells so good—"

Yan Ruomeng couldn't help but admire.

The breeze blew and brought out the aroma of meat and mellow soup in the big pot, which made people intoxicated, and saliva couldn't help but flow down.

I want to drink.

I really want to drink it.

"Goo-dong"

Yan Ruomeng swallowed.

I can't take it anymore.

She walked over and joined the queue.

Then, she waited in line for about half an hour, and finally got to her.

"A bowl of soup. No, two bowls. Yan Ruomeng's face flashed with a thick longing.

Qian Jue raised his head, glanced at Yan Ruomeng, and calmly and indifferently refused: "Sorry, I don't sell it." ”

You can sell it to anyone, but I don't sell it to you.

"Why don't you sell it?" Yan Ruomeng was a little annoyed, and her eyes turned blue.

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it." Qianjue was resolute and refused mercilessly, "You can go, we won't do your business." ”

"I won't leave yet."

Yan Ruomeng's temperament also came up, and she sat down like an empress, waiting for the people to come and serve, "You sell, I buy, fair trade, right." ”

Qian Jue put her hands around her chest and tilted her head slightly: "So, are you planning to buy it forcibly?" ”