Food: I ascended to heaven in the world of cultivation by setting up stalls!

"What flavor do you want?" Yan Zhiyin was grateful to the manager of Lingdan Pavilion because he didn't ask her to leave!

"Yeah! Same as him." Long Aofei pointed at Zhou Fengxuan, who was eating without caring about his image.

Yan Zhiyin expressed her understanding, because there was not only one serving of fried chicken, and soon Long Aofei got his own fried chicken.

Long Aofei didn't go in either. He just stood next to Yan Zhiyin's stall and ate like Zhou Fengxuan.

The two of them were like a food show, and the people who were already hungry wanted to eat even more, so they quickly said, "Daoyou, give me one serving like them."

"Me too, me too!"

"I also want!"

In an instant, several people gathered around Yan Zhiyin's stall.

Yan Zhiyin quickly said, "Okay, okay, come one by one, it will be ready soon!"

Since there weren't many people, we didn't make them queue.

Because the temperature was controlled by the fire element, the chicken was fried very quickly. When Zhou Fengxuan finished his portion and wanted to take another one back, he found that the fried chicken stall, which was empty just now, was now surrounded.

"Hey! Let me in." Zhou Fengxuan wanted to squeeze in.

But it didn't work: "Daoyou, you've already eaten once, come in again when we're done!"

Zhou Fengxuan couldn’t see the other party’s cultivation level, but he knew it must be higher than his. After thinking about it, he decided to wait for a while!

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

But he was thinking that he would sell more later. If there were such delicious food in the past, how could he bear to go on a fast!

Yan Zhiyin: "Fellow Daoist, your fried chicken is ready."

"Okay, here are ten low-grade white crystals, please keep them, fellow Daoist." The monk in white happily handed over the white crystals and took his portion of fried chicken.

What’s strange is that these monks didn’t leave after buying the fried chicken, as if they just wanted to know whether the fried chicken tasted good or not.

So the monks passing by saw an extremely funny scene: an unknown stall and a dozen monks standing next to the stall and eating voraciously.

Unheard of!

When did the monks eat? Aren’t they all taking the Bigu Pill?

Zhou Fengxuan finally came to the stall again: "Daoyou, I want one serving of each flavor of chicken nuggets, chicken wings, and chicken legs that you mentioned just now!"

Yan Zhiyin was stunned, but her heart was filled with joy. What a big client!

"Okay, but you asked for a lot, so you might have to wait a while!"

"It's okay!" Zhou Fengxuan waved his hand indifferently and said he would wait for a while. If there were any problems, the most important thing they monks had was time.

Could waiting for some fried chicken be more difficult than advancing in their cultivation?

What Zhou Fengxuan didn’t know was that fried chicken was really hard to wait for. Even after he ascended to heaven, he still couldn’t get the fried chicken today!

After Zhou Fengxuan said this, Yan Zhiyin also sped up her hands.

She thought that this week's task would not be difficult to complete. Of the three hundred fried chickens, thirty had already been sold in just a short while. Knowing that the task could probably be completed smoothly, Yan Zhiyin felt happy. She liked cooking in the first place and now she was enjoying the fun of setting up a stall. Seeing the monks smile happily while eating the fried chicken she made was what every chef dreams of.

When she was working in a restaurant before, she had thought about quitting her job to open a shop or start by setting up a stall slowly, but she never expected that she would actually set up a stall in a different location.

Long Aofei originally planned to wait until the cultivators had finished buying before going to buy, but after hearing what Zhou Fengxuan said, he could not wait any longer and quickly ran behind Zhou Fengxuan: "Little Daoist friend, I will do the same as him, one serving of each flavor!"

This fried chicken is really delicious. I haven’t eaten anything since the foundation-building stage. I ate a whole car during the Qi-refining stage. After all, sometimes I can only eat to fill my stomach when I don’t have the fasting pills, but at that time I really just filled my stomach.

Long Aofei has already forgotten what those foods tasted like. The most important thing is that the food this little Taoist friend eats will not produce impurities.

This is the reason why ordinary people eat fasting pills instead of eating food after practicing. Eating food will cause impurities to appear in the body, and too much of it will affect practice.

Apparently the monk who had just eaten fried chicken had also discovered this: "Hey! Did you notice that there were no impurities in our bodies after we ate the food?"

The monks who were enjoying their meal carefully felt their bodies and said, "It really is true!"

"That's great. Doesn't it mean that eating any amount won't affect our cultivation?"

"I don't know how you make something so delicious without any impurities."

"Damn! Why are you queuing again when you haven't finished eating yet?" After saying that, he realized that the person who bought fried chicken just now hadn't finished eating and was queuing again.

The situation was already in a mess as they asked for so many things that Yan Zhiyin couldn't remember them all, so he asked them to line up one by one. Although they had never done this before, no one thought there was anything wrong with it for a moment.

One of the monks said embarrassedly: "Isn't this fellow Daoist's fried chicken delicious? Buy it back and try it slowly. There are so many flavors!"

While talking, don't forget to take a bite of the delicious fried chicken!

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks who had not yet queued also reacted: "Oh my god, you guys are really good, I'll queue too!" As they said this, they went to queue again with the fried chicken they had not finished eating in their hands!

The psychological monks who liked to watch the fun were no exception. Seeing such a strange scene, they quietly followed behind and lined up. In a short time, a long line formed.

The monks who hadn't eaten yet looked at the monks in front of them eating fried chicken and cried with envy: "My fellow Taoist, is it really that delicious? Can you let me have a bite?"

Looking at the fried chicken and smelling the aroma, the monks behind him all turned green with eyes!

"That won't work!" The monk holding the fried chicken in front seemed to sense something and immediately hid the fried chicken in front of his chest, looking at the monk behind him vigilantly.

The monk behind touched his nose and felt a little regretful. The action was too fast. He was discovered just as he was thinking about it. It would be inconvenient for him to try to grab it again.

Yan Zhiyin was so busy that she didn't have a moment to rest. She finally sent off two big orders from Zhou Fengxuan and Long Aofei.

There was a large group of people queuing behind. Yan Zhiyin really didn't expect that these monks loved to eat so much. It was a pity that she was worried about this and that before.

It turns out there is no need to worry. No one can escape the temptation of delicious food, not even monks!

Zhou Fengxuan and Long Aofei got the fried chicken and left happily.

The people behind didn't buy that much, but everyone bought a little more. The new monk who came behind didn't taste it but just bought one to try it.

By the time I tasted it and realized what was going on, and wanted to buy more, it was already sold out.

Yan Zhiyin didn't expect that it would be sold out in just two hours.

There were many people behind him, so Yan Zhiyin was afraid that he would not have enough time, so he took out a few more pots to fry together. With six pots, he could fry more quickly!

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists! We're out of fried chicken today. I'll come over tomorrow morning at the same time as today."

"Is it really gone?" The monk at the front of the line still didn't believe it. It was finally his turn, but it was gone. He had been smelling the fragrance for so long but couldn't taste a single bite. It was like a heart-wrenching thing, and the monk was extremely anxious.

Seeing that there really wasn't any, she started to complain again: "Why are there so few? They were sold out in such a short time. Why didn't you prepare more?"

Yan Zhiyin was speechless. How could she know that they loved to eat so much? Or maybe it was because they had been holding it in for decades and now it was out of control!

"I'll prepare more tomorrow, so you can come earlier. I didn't expect to sell out today!"

Those monks who didn't buy fried chicken obviously understood the meaning of Yan Zhiyin's words.

They didn't believe they could wait that long for a bite of food.

If the fragrance hadn't been so tempting, they wouldn't have done this!