As soon as Yi Ling finished speaking, Yu Xiong's gaze, which was originally focused on the buns, immediately shifted. There was something in it that really startled Yi Ling.
Yu Xiong held Yi Ling's hand, and Weng closed his lips and said tremblingly: "Holy... Holy... Holy King, is that what you are talking about, a kind of holy food, egg... fried... rice!?"
As soon as the words "Egg Fried Rice" came out, the surrounding noisy voices disappeared in an instant, and all the dwarves turned their attention to Yi Ling. What did they hear... Egg Fried Rice?!
This action of Yu Xiong and the expression on his face when he spoke made Yi Ling very satisfied. Yi Ling smiled shyly, and then nodded slightly. The next second, Yi Ling saw a large amount of saliva flowing down his face.
The corners of Yu Xiong's mouth slipped...
"This egg fried rice is a sacred food, and it is a rare delicacy..." As he spoke, Yu Xiong swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, as if the saliva was mixed with the sacred food he was talking about.
The cooked egg fried rice tastes the same. After a pause, Yu Xiong
Then he spoke again: "Use soft and smooth rice, rich and mellow oil, supplemented by extremely delicious eggs... three perfect cooking ingredients are mixed together and stir-fried... That kind of taste can definitely make this person
All the delicacies in the world are eclipsed. Such as
If God is willing to give me a chance to taste the taste of egg fried rice, even if it means choking me to death... Oh no, even if it means choking me to death, I will be willing to do so... But I have never been superstitious.
Although there is a super powerful creation in this world
God, but he is not heaven. In my eyes, you, the holy king, are heaven! God will not give me a bowl of egg fried rice, but I believe that you are extremely noble and powerful, and you are the lord of a city, with a red bird in your body.
You, the Holy King of Power, will grant my wish...right?!"
The old man's words were spat out by Yu Xiong, and he swallowed softly again, as if what he was holding was not Yi Ling's hand, but egg fried rice.
Yi Ling's name is quite speechless. He has eaten egg fried rice countless times since he was a child, but he has never tasted the ultimate deliciousness. Egg fried rice. Egg fried rice is just fried eggs and rice together. It's so exaggerated.
?
"Oh shit, did you hear it? The patriarch of the Holy King seemed to be talking about egg fried rice just now!"
"Egg fried rice... I heard my grandfather's grandfather say that it is a sacred dish that can prolong life. Even if you only eat one bite, the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth for years to come!"
"I heard that there is a precious cooking ingredient called salt in the egg fried rice..."
The whispers of the dwarves around him made Yi Ling's mouth twitch painfully twice. He never would have thought that this ordinary egg fried rice would be so sacred in the eyes of these dwarves!
"Tell me honestly, do you want to eat this egg fried rice? I have a way for you to eat it!" Yi Ling pays attention to efficiency when doing things. Getting straight to the point is his most common method. He asked Yu Xiong this point directly.
Questions to which you already know the answer.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiong's eyes flashed with shock. He immediately slapped his thigh, which was as thick as Yi Ling's arm, and shouted: "Okay! Holy King, you are so handsome! I wasted the first half of my life.
Thinking that I am the most beautiful person in the world
A handsome man. Until today, when I saw the generosity of the Holy King, I realized that my handsomeness can only be ranked second in this world, and the first one will always belong to the Holy King! Just what the Holy King just said... I
Even if you die, you will have to eat dozens of bowls of egg fried rice!"
Yi Ling: "Me!@#￥%..."
Looking at Yu Xiong's dark old face, the old face full of ravines, the old face that was too miserable to look at, Yi Ling even felt that being in front of him was an insult to herself.
"It's okay to eat fried rice with eggs, but you have to agree to one condition." Yi Ling showed a lewd smile, and the cunningness in his eyes reminded Yu Xiong of what Yi Ling had said before.
A bad feeling arose in my heart.
Damn it, this guy doesn’t want me to tell him where the elves are now, right?
Seeing that Yu Xiong didn't speak, Yi Ling also admired him. But only a little.
"As long as you tell me where the elves currently exist, I can let you eat egg fried rice, and I can also change all the flatbreads that must be provided every day into steamed buns, or double them!"
The Elf Tribe. According to legend, this magical race has the purest and purest natural power in the world. Each Elf has a face, figure, and strength worthy of being a celestial being, and their strength is beyond the reach of ordinary humans. And this magical race
Among the elves, there is even a pool of spring water named
It is the Elf Spring. The water in this Elf Spring can not only replenish the elves with endless energy, but also truly prolong life. Its efficacy is self-evident. According to the official introduction, what Yi Ling values is
The last effect of the Fairy Spring is to restore strength!
I don't know what aspect this power refers to, but Yi Ling just wants to try it. If the Elf Fountain among the elves can really restore their own power, then many problems can be solved in a short period of time.
As long as the power of the Evil Lord or the Zun Emperor is restored...not to mention one Man Chang, even a dozen Man Changs, I can make him walk around without food! But all this hope is cut off by a clue.
That clue is where exactly are the elves now?
Yu Xiong knew that Yi Ling seemed to have seen the dawn of hope. His goal must be achieved!
After listening to what Yi Ling said, Yu Xiong's face showed an expression of embarrassment. If he didn't tell it, he could well protect the secret the elves told him, but he would lose the opportunity to eat egg fried rice. If he did,
, then he will live up to the expectations that the elves have placed on him. This is a dilemma. Whether to say it or not to say it is just a matter of a moment...
"Holy King...if you make another request, I may agree to it readily and readily..."
"Oh, then let me ask you to satisfy me instead."
"Holy King Yingming!" Yu Xiong, who was interrupted by Yi Ling, was a little embarrassed at first, but after hearing what Yi Ling just said, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart just like Yi Ling. He is now guessing.
What request will Yi Ling make next, and will he be able to fulfill it?
The temptation from the egg fried rice is really too great. No wonder, the short man can be excited for a long time when he sees the big cake, which is more powerful than the chicken blood. It is normal to have such a reaction after hearing the words egg fried rice.
