After receiving the message from the sect, Xuan Fei's hanging heart finally returned to his stomach, and he looked at Jiang Gan with eyes full of reverence.
If it weren't for Jiang Gan's advice, if the Taixuan Pavilion was stolen this time, he would have shed his skin even if he didn't die.
"Elder brother has been very kind to me, so please let me express my feelings."
Xuan Fei looked like he was crying with gratitude, and grabbed Jiang Gan's arm with his big fleshy hands.
"Stop, tell me what you have to say!"
Jiang Qian subconsciously took a step back, always keeping a distance of three feet from Xuan Fei.
"I'm thinking that I'm just a small person in the fourth level of divine power. I don't have much ability, so I just want to set up a banquet and express my feelings!"
Xuan Fei looked aggrieved and said weakly.
A fat man weighing 300 pounds made an aggrieved expression. The impact was simply...
Even though Jiang Qian's spiritual realm had already reached the wonderful state of ancient wells, he was still a little unbearable.
Finally, under Xuan Fei's kind invitation, Jiang Gan very wisely agreed to attend the banquet.
Under the leadership of Xuan Fei, the two of them headed straight towards the largest restaurant in Nan County.
Nanjun is the most prosperous city in Pingzhou. It borders Songzhou to the east, Mingzhou to the west, and Suzhou to the south. It is located at the intersection of the four states and has always been a battleground for military strategists.
The largest restaurant in the city is thirty-six stories high, standing like a pagoda in Nanjun City, reaching into the sky with majestic momentum.
Standing under the restaurant, Jiang Qian raised his eyes and could clearly see three large gilt characters on the restaurant's plaque: Zuixian Tower.
These three words may seem ordinary, but they contain an artistic conception of great freedom and freedom.
After a long period of baptism, this artistic conception has not dissipated, but has become more restrained.
Even a third-level expert cannot perceive the hidden artistic conception within it if he does not sense it carefully.
"The guest has really good eyesight. Legend has it that the plaque in our Zuixian Tower was mentioned by Chunyang Sword Immortal when he was drunk. It is of immeasurable value!"
When the waiter saw this, he proudly introduced.
"Pure Yang Sword Immortal?"
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Jiang Gan felt a little dazed.
But soon, he came to his senses. The history of the Chinese continent was quite similar to that of Zhuxia, and there were many familiar historical figures and works.
For example, Fan Wenzhenggong's "Yueyang Tower", Wang Jiefu's "Linchuan Collected Works", Zhang Zihou's "Four Sentences on Hengqu", Zhou Lianxi's "Love of Lotus"...
One more Pure Yang Sword Immortal is not something that is difficult to accept.
But Jiang Qian had a vague hunch that there was some kind of connection between this world and Zhu Xia.
If he could break through the mystery, he might have a chance to return to the aqua blue planet and return to his gradually forgotten home.
Jiang Qian couldn't help but laugh at the thought. So what if he could go back, it would only increase his worries!
The two of them had just walked into Zuixian Tower. When the restaurant manager saw Xuan Fei, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile:
"The little one was just thinking about the magpies chirping on the branches in the morning and which distinguished guest was coming. It turned out to be Master Fei!"
"Fat man?"
Jiang Gan smiled and looked at the steward in surprise, he was also a "talent".
Although this name doesn't sound good, it is very vivid and matches Xuan Fei's body shape very well.
"As for senior brother, how can I dare to claim the title of master?"
Hearing Jiang Gan's weird laughter, Xuan Fei explained anxiously.
"No need to explain, the title Fat Master suits you very well!"
Jiang Gan waved his hand and said slowly.
"Fat Master, and this Master, please come in!"
The steward stretched out his hand to lead Jiang Gan and the two of them towards the private room.
Xuan Fei pulled the steward's sleeve and said aggressively: "Vacate the Zuixian Pavilion on the top floor. I will entertain Senior Brother well today!"
The steward hurriedly said: "The reservation for Zuixian Pavilion has been scheduled for three years, but Master Fei has told me to coordinate immediately and try to let Master Fei stay tomorrow."
Xuan Fei snorted coldly and said angrily: "Your Master Fei is here and he still dares to push back. Zuixian Pavilion must be vacated today!"
The steward's expression changed, and the smile on his face froze for an instant. In the end, he even collapsed. His mood changed rapidly, his eyes were full of embarrassment, and he spoke with difficulty:
"Master Fei, I can't afford to offend you; but the person who decided to order Zuixian Pavilion today is Head Pan of the Xijiang Sword Sect. He is a master of martial arts, so I can't afford to offend you!"
The steward said with a bitter look on his face, his eyes full of pleading.
As the largest restaurant in Nan County, Zuixianlou has a very profound background, with strong masters and masters taking over from generation to generation.
But it is impossible for Zuixian Tower to offend a land tiger like Xijiang Sword Sect and a cross-river dragon like Taixuan Dao Palace just for the sake of a mere manager.
When something goes wrong in the end, the restaurant manager is the best scapegoat.
Xuan Fei was extremely unhappy at being disrespected in front of his senior brother Jiang Qian.
Hearing the name of Master Pan of the Xijiang Sword Sect again, old and new hatreds surged into my heart.
He said angrily: "You dare not offend the Xijiang Sword Sect, how dare you offend Mr. Fei of the Qian family and the Taixuan Taoist Palace?"
Xuan Fei stretched out his hand and pushed the steward away, heading straight for the top floor of Zuixian Building.
As for the other guards at Zuixian Tower, they didn't dare to step forward to stop them. With how much money they get every month, it's naturally impossible for them to work hard for the restaurant.
But someone had already left quickly to report the news to higher-ups in the restaurant.
Looking at Xuan Fei who was using his power to bully others and use the topic to his advantage, a strange color flashed in Jiang Qian's eyes.
The Zuixian Building is quite large in scale. The thirty-six-story restaurant is simply outstanding.
The materials used in the construction of this kind of restaurant already involve spiritual materials, otherwise it would not be able to support such a height.
That is to say, in the world of Xianxia, those spiritual trees are tall enough, tough, and reinforced with formations, so there is this thirty-six-story Drunk Immortal Tower.
There is a restaurant in the prosperous area of Nanjun, which is also related to the legendary immortal gods. You can imagine the business.
If you want to have a meal at the Zuixian Pavilion on the highest floor, it is very exclusive, so if you want to reserve a seat, conventional methods will definitely not work.
After all, the reservations for Zuixian Pavilion have been scheduled for three years, which shows how difficult it is to make reservations!
Jiang Gan naturally saw what Xuan Fei was thinking. First, he wanted to use the topic to embarrass Master Pan of the Xijiang Sword Sect and avenge the Taixuan Pavilion for being stolen.
Second, I was embarrassed in front of him, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
At this time, Jiang Gan did not want to conflict with the Xijiang Sword Sect, and he had no idea of exposing his strength for the time being.
And seeing the sweat dripping down the steward's forehead and cheeks, wiping the sweat with a handkerchief and smiling cautiously, I felt deeply in my heart.
In that steward, I saw a trace of his past life.
At the request of Party A's father, while supervising the implementation of rectifications by the team below, he carefully laughed along and did what he said.
Why is it so difficult to beat a worker? Jiang Gan said slowly:
"Forget it, isn't it just a meal? You can eat it even in the lobby. It's not easy to be in charge. Just find a private room at will."
"Thank you for your understanding!"
A flash of surprise flashed in the steward's eyes, and he immediately led Jiang Gan and the two of them to a nice private room.
Xuan Fei is a frequent visitor to Zuixian Tower. As soon as he sat down, he ordered about ten special dishes and a jar of Millennium Zuixian Brewing.
These special delicacies are not only delicious, but also contain rich spiritual power, which can increase the level of a sixth-grade warrior a lot.
This banquet is not an ordinary dish, but a valuable spiritual meal.
Every ingredient is grown from spiritual plants and cooked with great effort by a talented chef who is good at cooking.
At this moment, Jiang Gan felt the malice coming from the world, which was the malice towards the low-level monk Chi Guoguo!
Compared with this meal, what did he eat in the past? It was simply pig food!
Sure enough, no matter which world we are in, there are many gaps between people, even insurmountable gaps.
This meal alone is enough for a martial artist who has not entered the first level to advance three levels in a row, reaching the Qi and Blood Realm of the seventh level of martial arts.
But for Jiang Gan at this time, these spiritual meals can only add a tiny bit of vitality to him.
Its biggest function is to satisfy the appetite of dried ginger!
Having little effect on dried ginger does not mean that the value of Lingshan is low, but that its background is too rich and the grade of Lingshan is not high.
Spiritual meals are like elixirs, which can make many spiritual plants and spiritual beast meats containing spiritual intelligence into dishes, so that their medicinal effects will not be violent and easier to be absorbed by warriors.
Not only that, but the special effects of spiritual plants and spiritual beast meat will also be increased, showing a multiple increase.
The most important thing is that Lingshan is very mild and will not cause erysipelas or drug resistance like elixirs.
It can be said that as long as you have enough belly, you can consume spiritual food without limit and continuously increase your cultivation level.
This is the treatment that aristocratic families and major forces give to their direct disciples, the true upper-class treatment!
Before time travel, Jiang Gan was only at the bottom. When he joined Taixuan Dao Palace, he barely entered and could only wander on the edge.
After reaching the third level of combat power, he has been sleeping rough and sleeping rough, without the opportunity to experience the life of the upper class.
After being brought in by Xuan Fei, the veil covering the world was gradually dissipating, allowing him to gain insight into the reality of the world.
Jiang Qian also wants to have such a spiritual chef. And this is not difficult for him.
Zhang Xiaofan in "Zhu Xian" can be regarded as a spiritual chef in a sense, but the spiritual chef skill level is relatively low.
The royal chef of the Northern Song Dynasty palace in "Dragon" can also be regarded as a spiritual chef, but he lacks top-notch ingredients and his spiritual cooking skills have not been fully developed.
He can show up as an imperial chef at will, and he will reap huge rewards.
If not restricted by the novelist system, he would have wanted to create "The God of Cookery", Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Golden Egg Fried Rice, and the Eternal God!
There is also "The Little Master of China", magical kitchen utensils, and luminous dishes. Thinking about it makes people excited.
There is also "Gourmet Cell", with all kinds of rare and rare ingredients, dazzling high-end menus, and unprecedented cooking methods, which are all fascinating.
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Jiang Qian did not hesitate and directly captured all the top culinary experts in Tianlong Paradise and sent them all to the Langhuan Jade Cave to take care of spiritual plants, elixirs and cultivate spiritual beasts for him.
And when Jiang Gan needs it, he cooks spiritual meals for him, giving him extraordinary taste enjoyment and starting a delicious journey of life.
This trip to Zuixian Tower directly ignited Jiang Qian's foodie soul, and he was quite satisfied.
But Xuan Fei looked unhappy and complained: "If it hadn't been for Senior Brother pulling me this time, I would have smashed the Zuixian Tower sign!"
"Now, after looking all over Nan County, only the dishes prepared by Chef Huang of Zuixian Pavilion are worthy of the status of senior brother, and not such ordinary things to send us away."
Jiang Gan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xuan Fei with a very strange look.
This meal is definitely worth a lot of money. The bill is calculated in thousands, and the unit is not gold or silver, but spiritual stones.
Even if the welfare package of Taixuan Dao Palace is good, the monthly salary of the Nanjun Archdeacon will definitely not exceed one thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
In other words, this meal cost Xuan Fei several years of salary.
If you go to the thirty-sixth floor, you won't be able to get out without a hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones. It's too luxurious.
However, Xuan Fei's expression remained unchanged, which shows how much money he had secretly harvested, and he was extremely greedy.
Just looking at Xuan Fei's bloated figure, you can tell how much benefit he has secretly reaped.
This time the Taixuan Pavilion was stolen, and the Xijiang Sword Sect took the blame. For Xuanfei, it was simply a God-given opportunity.
It's time to take this opportunity to wipe out all the past losses and no longer have to live in fear.
At this moment, a clear female voice came from outside the door: "My father is close friends with Master Qingwei of Taixuan Taoist Palace.
It's really a blessing for Zuixian Pavilion that the Chief Senior Brother can come here. I hope Brother Jiang will forgive me for the poor reception!"