My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 81 Feng Qingtian is looking for trouble

New dishes served?Qin Qing picked up the menu on the table and looked through it. When she reached the end, she discovered the names of the two new dishes.

"Fierce Tooth Pig Soup, Hyena Fried Rice." She shook her head slightly as she repeated these two names.

The name alone made her lose her appetite, and she was not going to order these two dishes.

"Is Lieya Pig Soup made from Lieya Pig?" Qin Qing asked.

The waiter on the side said: "Yes, this dish is the first creation of the Holy Son. Eating it will have the effect of activating blood vessels and violent soul power."

"So magical?" She was a little surprised, knowing what kind of existence the Lietooth Pig was.

But can this kind of waste really turn decay into magic in his hands?

Soul beast meat does not bring much benefit to soul masters, but for ordinary people, it has the effect of strengthening the body.

The meat of more powerful soul beasts can even extend life for ordinary people if eaten.

"What about this one?" She pointed to the last one.

He continued to explain: "The effect of hyena fried rice is to make people's blood boil, and it will greatly improve sexual performance."

Listening to his explanation, Qin Qing, who was still waiting to be married, didn't blush. She immediately blushed and said, "Bah, the little guy is doing all these things."

He calmed down a little and suppressed his shyness, but there was still a slight blush on his face: "Then let's add another dish of Lietooth Pig Soup."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter nodded and walked to the kitchen.

After a while, he came out again and waited beside her, waiting for her orders at any time.

People came in one after another, and the waiter reminded them to pay attention to the new dishes and introduced them to the functions of the new dishes.

Those people were very impressed and ordered these two dishes. Among them, only the boys ordered the hyena fried rice, and not a single female customer ordered it.

Ye Fan was in pain and happiness in the kitchen, and on the street in front of the restaurant, a figure familiar to Ye Fan stood there.

The young man had a childish look on his face, but the slightly curled corners of his mouth made him look very proud.

He looked at the restaurant in front of him with disdain, "Wuhundian Restaurant, huh, it turns out that he has been running a restaurant these days. It's probably because of his status that he can do such a good business."

Seeing the constant flow of people inside, which was already full shortly after opening, he concluded in his heart that he must be so popular because of the chain effect brought about by his identity.

He snorted coldly, curled his lips slightly, and strode in with a heart that showed his true colors.

He was Feng Qingtian, who had always been at odds with Ye Fan. He accidentally learned that he opened a restaurant and rushed there every afternoon after school.

When he walked into the restaurant, he looked around and saw no one he hated, but he was not happy at all.

Because he looked at those around him who were sitting on the table and devouring their food. They were all swallowing big mouthfuls as if they were released from a prison cell.

This most straightforward expression of food made him think in his mind: "Is it possible that the food here is really delicious?"

The restaurant was filled with the aroma of various dishes. Even though Feng Qingtian didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the food here could indeed whet his appetite.

"Humph, is this your service attitude here? You don't even know how to entertain customers when they come." Feng Qingtian couldn't help but sneered loudly when he saw that no one came to entertain him.

It's a coincidence that this situation would not have happened originally, but I wonder if it was because he was too busy and there were too many people crowded together. In this group of people with an average of 1.7 meters and a half, his height of 1.3 meters was ignored. Successfully ignored.

This voice was very abrupt in the restaurant. Apart from the small exchanges and the sound of eating and chewing vegetables, everyone looked at him.

For a time, he became the center of attention.

He held his head up in disdain and stared at people with his nostrils, which really made people angry when he looked at them.

"Sorry, sorry, this customer, there were too many people just now, please understand." A waiter stepped away and hurriedly came to him and apologized to him.

"Hmph, this is how you treat guests at Wuhundian Restaurant. You actually made the guests wait for so long. What's the use of apologizing? Can an apology make me get back all the time I spent on this?"

Everything he said was thorny. At this time, everyone understood that the other party did not seem to be here with the intention of eating, but was probably looking for trouble.

When he saw that he was apologizing, but the other party refused to forgive him and used forceful words, the waiter's expression remained the same as before, with an apologetic expression, but if you look closely at his expression, you can still see that it was a little more different than before.

"Please forgive me, there were too many guests just now." The waiter apologized to him again and bowed slightly to him.

He could feel Feng Qingtian's strength in front of him, and he concluded in his heart that this was the bad temper he had developed due to his good cultivation.

Ask him to apologize to a little brat. He can do this twice in a row and bow slightly. This is the limit of what he can bear.

Every soul master has his own pride. The more powerful the soul master is, the more he disdains to argue with those who are weaker than him.

But please don't rely on this to argue with them and do whatever you want. You must know that the clay figures are still very angry, let alone them.

If Ye Fan hadn't told them that they should treat guests like God, even though they didn't know what God was, they could tell from the context that he must be a great man.

Feng Qingtian didn't make things difficult for him anymore. Although he was arrogant, he had backbone.

An innocent waiter, he would not be petty enough to hold on to him.

"Bring me the menu." Feng Qingtian stretched out his hand to him and said carelessly.

The waiter frowned indifferently, but still handed him the menu.

He took the menu and glanced at the names of the dishes on it. He found that he had never heard of it at all.

What are these dishes?

He had doubts in his heart. With his status and family background, he couldn't eat any delicacies from mountains and seas, but these dishes were too strange.

What about ants climbing the tree, what about Mapo tofu, and Dongpo meat.

What does the ability of ants to climb trees have to do with vegetables? I don’t understand Mapo Tofu. It must be the tofu made by a Mapo, and then there is Dongpo Pork.

"Dongpo meat, is it meat cooked on the east slope?" Taking the explanation literally, he could only think these things.

The waiter still explained his doubts one by one.

Although he is very unpleasant, he is still a waiter here and a subordinate of the Holy Son, so he cannot cause any trouble to him.

He closed his eyes and hypnotized himself in his mind to explain to the pig, then he opened his eyes and explained everything to him.

After hearing this, Feng Qingtian dismissed it: "I want to see if these dishes of yours are really as delicious as you say."

"Try these three dishes for me first. If they don't taste good, I'll ask you guys." Feng Qingtian said.

(End of this chapter)