I open a restaurant in Xiujie

In fact, by this time, most of the competitions have already ended.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the disciples who hadn't bigu also felt hungry for a while. It stands to reason that they should take out dry food and water and find a place where no one is around to eat secretly. The mouth is watering, how the hell can people eat dry food?

And today is a freshly baked meal, and the aroma is even higher than the meal heated with a spiritual fire yesterday.

While Bai Junda and the others were gobbling it up, Yu Xiaotan and Qiongqing who had eaten in advance at the foot of the mountain had already started to sell: "Packed lunches, delicious boxed lunches—"

"Gudong."

Countless people heard the sound of themselves swallowing.

Finally, some disciples couldn't help it: "Master, let's buy a copy and try it?"

The elder was trying his best to suppress the glutton in his stomach, and he forced his face to sullenly: "What to buy, do you know how difficult it is to obtain spirit stones? Our family spirit stones are saved for you to marry a Taoist partner, and in the future you..."

From afar, the young man's clear voice floated: "Only one hundred copies, first come, first served!"

The disciple became even more anxious, and said in a low voice: "The Taoist companion is still there, what are you thinking about so far? I won the battle today, Master, why don't you reward me?"

"..."

The elder's face became more tense, and the corners of his eyes twitched, "It's only the first game, don't be complacent, wait..."

"Only fifty copies left!"

wipe!

The elder was so angry that he shook his sleeves on the spot. How could it be sold so quickly? Isn't it just a box lunch? Is this reasonable?

This group of people are reincarnated from starving ghosts, haven't they eaten in their previous lives?

The disciple was aggrieved, and grabbed the elder's sleeve with wet eyes: "Master..."

The elder held back desperately: "Don't talk too much, we have brought enough dry..."

"Buy a lunch box and get free soup. It's cooked with fresh spiritual materials. If you don't grind your guns before the battle, you will lose it. Come and make up for yourself!"

Elder: "..."

The elder couldn't hold back anymore.

Because Yu Xiaotan took out a large jar of soup from the storage ring, and the moment he opened the lid, the unique fragrance of spiritual food filled the entire battlefield in an instant.

The dense crowd stagnated for a moment, and suddenly, like boiling water pouring into oil, they began to swarm crazily in the direction of Yu Xiaotan. The elder was watching from the side, his scalp numb, and he kicked his disciple's butt: "What are you doing in a daze? go!"

The teacher's attitude changed too quickly, and the disciple was a little confused, and asked at a loss, "Where are you going?"

The elder hates iron for being weak: "Go and buy lunch!"

"Oh...oh?" The disciple's eyes lit up, "Master, you finally figured it out! Didn't you just say that we brought enough dry food?"

Elder: "..."

The elder looked at the foolish apprentice in front of him, and suddenly felt that this kid was a bit annoying, so he stroked his beard and said indifferently: "I wanted to buy two copies, but the old man suddenly felt that this was too extravagant, why don't we just buy one copy?" Come on, I eat, you drink soup."

disciple:"???"

……

There are also some people whose fights have not yet ended, such as the one in the northeast corner of the battle platform.

One of the two people fighting on the stage is from Xuanguang Valley, and the other is from Zhuang Weizong.

The former sect is a different kind of aristocratic family, it only recruits daughter-in-law and son-in-law, and does not recruit disciples.In this way, there is a whole family in the door, and they claim to have Xuanwu blood, and their kung fu is very distinctive: after using spiritual power, an extremely hard translucent spiritual membrane will appear around the body, which looks like a turtle with a huge shell on its back. Although it is not ugly, its defense is very strong.

The latter's Zhuang Weizong is even more wonderful, and a disciple needs to be the ultimate in a certain aspect to get started.The scope of this extreme is extremely wide, including not only the fastest movement, the strongest attack, but also the best memory and the most profound knowledge.

The disciples from this sect are like a mystery, because no one knows what they have achieved the ultimate. They often surprise people in various competitions... but sometimes they also shock people. For example, there is an exposure Come out, one of their disciples was able to get started because the earwax was extremely clean...

These two have their own bright spots, so the referees and the audience have high expectations.

But he didn't expect that after the order was given, the competition began. The disciple of Xuanguanggu quickly condensed the defensive "turtle shell", while the disciple of Zhuang Weizong lay on the ground without saying a word, his spiritual power circulated all over his body, and his skin was as gray as a rock... Then The two sides stopped at both ends of the battle platform and did not move.

referee:"???"

audience:"???"

The two people on the stage were quiet for a stick of incense, and a clear "[-]th line" was almost divided in the middle. After a while, the disciple of Xuanguanggu couldn't help it, and whispered: "Hey, why don't you attack?" come over?"

Zhuang Weizong's disciple curled up on the ground like a rock, wondering, "Why didn't you attack?"

The Xuanguanggu disciple was silent for a moment, then whispered: "I just learned the defensive technique, I haven't learned the offensive technique yet..."

The disciples of Zhuang Weizong also fell silent, and after a long time, they couldn't say a word: "The reason why I was selected into the sect is because of my super ability to resist beatings..."

referee:"……"

The referee was desperate.

He never expected that he would be hosting such a match. He was drowsy and yawned all the time while watching it. The audience was also disappointed and shifted their targets one after another.

Xuanguanggu disciples were about to cry: "If you don't hit me, how can you win?"

Zhuang Weizong's disciples were also terribly wronged: "Master said that I have dual spiritual roots of earth and wood, and I was born with the image of a rock, so I should give full play to my advantages. When the time comes, the opponent can't beat me, and I will naturally admit defeat when my spiritual power is exhausted... ..."

Xuanguanggu disciple: "..."

Disciple of Xuanguanggu: "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I say it. When I practiced Xuanwu defensive style hard, my father also told me the same..."

The wind was rustling, and the two looked at each other from a distance, and suddenly felt the emotion of being connected with each other and being heroes.

But it's still a fight.

Two people who don't know how to attack spells use peasant fists to bombard each other on the stage, but the opponent is full of defense points, and those attacks falling on each other are like scratching an itch.

The referee watched from the side, suddenly doubting life: who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

I'm still not a master of Jindan, why should I watch such a waste of life here?

But even if the referee realizes himself as a philosopher, he can't leave the stage, because the rules of the rookie contest can be set by the master of the body, up to four hours, not less than a minute, even if he If I had already guessed the ending, I would have to watch it here for four full hours.

Just when the referee's heart was ashamed, the smell of Yu Xiaotan's lunch box wafted over.

It was as if a light suddenly appeared in a dark world.

The referee came to the spirit immediately.

He didn't leave the battle arena, but he bought a lunch box from Yu Xiaotan, sat beside him and ate heartily.Fragrant, so fragrant, the green peppers are crispy, the eggplants are soft and waxy, and the smooth mashed potatoes are as smooth as silk in the mouth, sweet and sweet, and penetrate into the bottom of my heart a little bit.

The spiritual power contained in the food enters the mouth, chest and abdomen, and the warmth of the umami and the boiling sense of spiritual power suddenly hit. The referee took a big mouthful of rice and drank a large bowl of soup. The unique umami smell, seaweed has raised this umami taste to a higher level, delicious and fat, with endless aftertaste.

The referee let out a sigh of satisfaction.

It's so delicious, how can there be such delicious food in the world?

The referee has been in Jindan for many years, and he has been in Bigu for more than ten years. In these ten years, except for some pills and spiritual objects, he has almost never drank water or food.

But the moment Yu Xiaotan made the food, the referee suddenly realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

In fact, happiness and happiness are very simple. You don't need to be rich or famous, you just need a hot and full meal.No matter what cultivation level or status, this is the most essential happiness in the world.

A sense of epiphany suddenly lingered in the referee's mind.

In a trance, he seemed to understand something, the bottleneck in his body loosened quietly, and his long-stalled cultivation moved forward slowly and irresistibly—just a very small amount, Yu Xiaotan intentionally controlled the amount of spiritual material in the lunch box. The amount used is not enough for a golden core to break through.

But even the tiniest improvement left referees ecstatic.

The two disciples on the stage felt even more uncomfortable. The referee was standing beside them, and the smell of the food rushed to their faces. The referee ate delicious food, and immediately didn't pay attention to the demeanor of a fairy. In their ears, it immediately made their mouths drool, and their stomachs rang like thunder.

If there is a choice, who is willing to spend four hours on stage?

Let alone young disciples who have not yet bigu.

Disciple Xuanguanggu was slightly annoyed: "Then what... Senior, what you do will affect our competition."

The referee didn't raise his head: "Oh, really, then your concentration is too weak."

While speaking, he swallowed a few more pieces of sausage and let out a long sigh of relief.The sausage is plump, the smoked unique salty aroma is mixed with soft eggs, and the ultimate taste is simply unbearable.

The referee didn't even bother to care about the two people on the stage. Anyway, these two guys couldn't do any damage. As a referee, he only had two main tasks: to ensure the fairness of the fight, and to protect the lives of both sides as much as possible.

As for whether you can eat next to the arena... There is no express rule, so it is possible.

The referee narrowed his eyes and quietly praised himself from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing this, the two teenagers on the stage couldn't hold back even more, Xuanguanggu's disciple shouted to the opposite side: "Hey, or you admit defeat, I'll treat you to a box lunch, how about it?"

Zhuang Weizong's boy frowned slightly: "Why didn't you admit defeat?"

Disciple Xuanguanggu said: "Although I'm sorry to say that... But you don't look like you are very rich."

Zhuang Weizong's disciple: "..."

It really hit the spot.

Zhuang Weizong has always recruited a wide range of disciples, only looking at qualifications and not limiting the threshold. At this moment, this young man with dual spiritual roots in civil engineering was found by them from the people. He has no background and no savings. Although the future is bright, but at this moment A real poor boy.

Zhuang Weizong's disciple was hesitating, when a series of distinct "gurgling" sounds suddenly came from his stomach.

His face flushed, he lowered his head abruptly, and after thinking for a long time, he whispered: "One box is not enough, I want...three boxes."

The Xuanguanggu disciple said cheerfully: "Yes."

A fight that was supposed to be dragged into the night ended early like this.The two teenagers who had finished the competition jumped off the stage, without caring about anything else, and rushed to buy a box of lunch - they actually managed to buy the last few.

The two of them ate the boxed lunch, whether the heartache of success or the depression of admitting defeat, they all gradually disappeared in the smell of fried egg sausages, even when they looked up at each other, they saw the clean and clear shadow of themselves in each other's eyes , that feeling of heroic pity surged into my heart again, and I felt that the other party was much more pleasing to the eye.

After all, young people's hearts are pure, and they are not as cunning and calculating as many young and middle-aged people. If they are a little careful, they can't hide for long.

While eating, the Xuanguanggu boy quietly raised his eyes to glance at his opponent. The opponent's broken hair fluttered in the wind, black and shimmering.

After a long while, he suddenly whispered: "Actually, you shouldn't have given up just now."

"If you can go on, win more competitions, and even get a ranking, not to mention the generous rewards of the rookie competition, your sect will definitely pay more attention to you, and you will be able to get more resources in the future."

...It is far from being comparable to a few lunch boxes.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, the box lunch is delicious." Zhuang Weizong's disciple waved his hand and said carelessly, "You can help me compare, anyway, our skills are similar in nature."

"If you can win the first place in the big competition, it will be equivalent to me winning the first place, and it will save me the effort of being beaten, which is not bad."

Xuanguanggu disciple: "..."

Hearing the words "saved the effort of being beaten", the disciple of Xuanguanggu suddenly felt a toothache, and for a while he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was really heartless or wise.

He stared at each other for a while, smelling the fresh aroma of mashed potatoes, and suddenly smiled again.

"Okay, I'll help you out."

The disciple of Xuanguanggu stretched out his hand to the short-haired young man who was holding a lunch box on the opposite side, and smiled brightly: "Let's make friends, my name is Cheng Hong, what's your name?"

……

Therefore, it is absolutely correct to say that food can dissolve the sense of distance between people and enhance people's sense of happiness and gain.

In the past when competitions were over, there were not a few losers who held grudges, and those who had correct views on the three sides suffocated, thinking that they would be humiliated in the future Zongmen Grand Competition, and those who were not so righteous on the three views had already started to think wrong ideas , there are thousands of new monks on the field, half of them can't get out of this forest at all.

But the situation is different now, everyone's attention was drawn by Yu Xiaotan, over there Ji Chuchen waited for someone to finish dinner, and seeing that there was not much left in the box lunch, he took out sausages and cakes and started selling them—waiting during the day + watching In Bai Junda's competition, they completely forgot that they still had the task of selling...

But fortunately, at this time, I was next to Yu Xiaotan, and those who didn't get a box lunch would prefer to buy some sausages or cakes. The business of Ji Chuchen and the others was extremely hot, and they sold out in a short time Estimated daily sales volume.

Boxed lunches and sausages are very cheap, Yu Xiaotan considered that there are many small and medium-sized sects here, so he kept the price very low. Anyway, his ultimate goal is to promote the restaurant.

And following this sale, countless people kept the words "Yu's Restaurant" firmly in their hearts.

Not just because the food is delicious.

There is a special commemorative significance for the newcomer's big competition. Some small sects don't have a lot of money, so they gritted their teeth and gathered together a lunch box, and shared the dry food.

The smaller the sect, the fewer the number of people in the sect, and the closer the relationship between each other, just like a family on the earth going out to play, and stumbled across a delicious but slightly extravagant ice cream. Divide food, snatch it up and down, and after many years, they will still remember this moment, remember the embarrassing but happy feeling, and this "ice cream" called "Yu's Restaurant" will also take root in their minds .

It is a taste that becomes more delicious as you recall it, until it makes people feel sad.

It’s just that there are a lot of people in the arena, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest—for example, Xue Lang who is sitting in the corner at the moment and is willing to eat.

The boy cursed and bit down a piece of hard steamed bun. The steamed bun choked in his mouth, and he couldn’t swallow it—because the air was full of the smell of boxed lunches. Those who bought boxed lunches were willing to wait, sitting cross-legged and eating happily When he got up, the fragrance wafted in all directions, surrounding him in every possible way.

After chewing hard a few times, Xue Lang felt more and more uncomfortable.He spat out the steamed buns angrily, and reached out to grab the skirt of the boy next to him: "You, now go down the mountain and buy me a piece of Guanghuazhai's spiritual food, I want to see it in half an hour!"

The little servant was so frightened that his legs went limp, he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Young master, how can there be any Guanghuazhai around here?"

Large-scale restaurants like Guanghuazhai have always set up branch restaurants only in key towns and densely trafficked areas. The location chosen for this year's newcomer competition is relatively remote. It's not cost-effective to get more than ten spirit stones, which is enough to buy more than a dozen lunch boxes.

Xue Lang was silent for a moment with a dark face, then suddenly smiled sinisterly.

"It's okay, you go, don't care about the travel expenses."

He had a weird and distorted expression on his face, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Go to Guanghuazhai, buy me a good spiritual food, and then ask if there are any scraps, anything, pack it up Take some."

"Go to Tianbao Pavilion and order a thousand lunch boxes. It should be beautiful and extravagant--the action must be fast."

The servant hesitated: "Master, what do you mean..."

Xue Lang grinned a few times, picked up the steamed bun and took another bite, chewing viciously while mumbled, "Yu Xiaotan is the only one who can sell boxed lunches, can't I?"

In fact, Xue Lang has no sexual interest in Yu Xiaotan for a long time. There are so many beautiful men in the world, how could a veteran in love hang himself on a tree? Much cuter.

What he hated was that Yu Xiaotan rejected him and senior brother Li, making him lose face in front of senior brother.

Xue Lang had inquired about the situation at Yu Xiaotan's house, and knew that there was only a small thatched hut left in his house, and a lame old man, so he asked his father to drive Yu Xiaotan down the mountain.

In his heart, he always thought that after Yu Xiaotan went down the mountain, he lived a hard life of hunger and fullness. Maybe he would cry every day in the leaky thatched hut, regretting that he didn't accept Xue Lang handed it over to him in his dreams. olive branch.

After a while, Xue Lang planned to take a trip to Luo Town, imagining whether Yu Xiaotan would weep and grab him by the corner of his clothes, begging himself to accept him?

This made Xue Lang feel good thinking about it.

Even in his imagination, he was in a dilemma, whether he should hug a few beautiful young men from Fengyilou, and kick Yu Xiaotan into the mud pit with disdain, or should he try his best to have sex with this person, and then turn his back on him and keep him Kicked into a puddle?

Later, Xue Lang felt that he couldn't let go of both, so why not do both, hehehehe.

In the end, before he could take the time to go to Luo Town, he saw Yu Xiaotan at the newcomer competition's market.

——He doesn't look weather-beaten at all, but has a ruddy complexion and is well-raised.

Now that he is able to cultivate, he has become a spiritual cook, and the sales of spiritual food boxes are still so hot, and the future is boundless.

Xue Lang's sweet dream was completely overturned, how could he not feel good about touching him? Damn it, Yu Xiaotan's life became better after he went down the mountain?

Why!

He must have betrayed his body and leaned on the thigh of a master cultivator... Look at those around him, two strong young monks are fine, he is willing to be a fat man.The more Xue Lang thought about it, the angrier he became, isn't he better than a fat man?

In any case, seeing Yu Xiaotan having a good time, he became irritable.

Xue Lang decided to make boxed lunches too, isn't Guanghuazhai's reputation much more famous than a down and out villa?He wants to make "Xue's box lunch" the most accurate and perfect, as long as everyone buys his box lunch, Yu Xiaotan's box lunch will just rot in the mountains!

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xue Lang laughed wildly in his heart as he fantasized about the piles of rotten lunch boxes in Yu Xiaotan's hands.

——Yu Xiaotan, oh Yu Xiaotan, the young master made you lose everything today, let's see if you dare to ruin Grandpa Xue's good deeds in the future?

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I suddenly realized that it seems like I haven’t written a word for a long time, so let’s show you how cute it is, hey~