The first thousand one hundred and thirty first chapters have a story of the second fresh
This old man sat down calmly,
"Well, I'm ashamed to say it. It's not as good as you who lived in Jiushan Palace... Oh... now it's called Bafang Tower. It's not as good as your background. Even before my little boy was born, we could only have enough at most.
For a restaurant like Yishanfang, I know a little bit about the surname "Second". "Second Fresh" is the specialty of Eryi, and Eryi is the head chef of Yishanfang.
This is what it was like sixty or seventy years ago. At that time, Yishanfang started with a second fresh dish and was on the verge of catching up with Jiushan Palace, which shows its great reputation!"
"This second delicacy is a genuine medicinal diet, and its effect is very interesting, called 'inheritance'."
The old man did not continue to talk about this effect, but whetted everyone's appetite.
"What a coincidence, the second surname can only pass on this 'inheritance' if it awakens the power of blood. Haha, the short-sighted Yishanfang, the short-sighted Fu family, their intention to imitate this medicinal diet angered the second
Also, we cut off all contact with the Fu family of Yishanfang, and since then, there has never been an awakened person from the second family."
Everyone asked quickly,
"Has Yishanfang taken action against the second one?"
"Damn it, this is so weird..."
"Which of these chefs doesn't have a dark history? The Xue family in Bafanglou still...ahem..."
The old man smiled and said nothing, allowing everyone to speculate and discuss.
Some people couldn't bear it anymore,
"Brother, tell me, what does 'inheritance' mean?"
After everyone urged him, the old man said calmly,
"As for inheritance, there is a constant one in ten thousand chance of good luck. As long as it takes effect, the first descendant of the evolver or warrior will definitely have the same ability."
Everyone’s brains buzzed,
"inevitable??"
"inevitable!"
"There is no limit to the number of times you can eat this medicinal meal?"
"No!"
The scene suddenly exploded,
"hiss..."
"Wouldn't that mean that, if this person is an awakened person, his son is destined to be an awakened person since he was still in his mother's womb??"
Everyone's minds are full of mmp. In the entire Mingguang, there are almost only Zhao Qingcang and Zhao Ziyu of the Zhao family. The "leaders" of the Qin family are the ones who can really see the inherited bloodline abilities. The rest are almost non-existent!
What is a chance of 1 in 10,000?
The real European emperor never cares about probability!
And it just so happens that everyone feels that they have this bloodline...
(If only I could eat this dish)
Not to mention anything else, among the fierce men who carry the big cauldron in Mingguang, such as Zhao Qingcang, such as Wei Tianxing, such as Wen Chongjiu, such as Prince Leng, such as Old General Zhao, such as...
There are so many examples!
However, any fierce man of Mingguang's caliber would not want to pass on his bloodline abilities, and this is especially true for the warrior family, where strength is the true criterion for measuring everything.
Also, Mingguang officials are probably more hopeful that their bloodline abilities can be passed on than they themselves are. However, there are too many forks in the bloodline of natural inheritance, and the chance is too slim.
Everyone suddenly sighed in unison,
"What a dog said, I shed tears when I knew the truth!"
"Mmp, why don't you, your sister Weiwei Shanfang, live a good life? What are you doing..."
"Gouzi, you have changed. The second freshest person you are now is no longer the second freshest person you used to be."
After finishing the popular science, the old man reached out and picked up the maza.
"Well, it's almost my turn."
"Also, if the second freshest thing now is still the second freshest thing in the past, then we low-level guys will have no chance to eat this kind of delicious food~"
People sniffed hard,
"Yes, yes, it smells so good~"
"What we eat is about feelings. With this story, I think it can add a lot of points to this food."
"I'm looking forward to it more and more. Damn, why is the line so long!"
"..."
Standing behind the stall, taking care of the baby in the basket and taking care of the two big pots of food, Er Er wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and smiled at the customers in front of him.
"Hello, how many servings do you want?"
This smile exuded a gentleness and calmness, which made people feel comfortable, and even the woman's ordinary appearance seemed to become particularly attractive.
Brother Maza in front of the stall was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he neatly took out a handful of source crystal notes.
"We have a big appetite, so let's have a ten portion to satisfy our stomach. How much does it cost?"
Brother Maza turned his eyes away and fell on the fat baby in the basket. At first glance, he looked like a girl with a miserable life!
This woman with the second surname is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Why is this child so old? I can only help you here!
The second time he saw the guest's eyes twinkling, he quickly took out a blue checkered handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the drool on the fat baby in the basket, and his face turned red.
"I'm sorry... don't worry... the food is all clean... no saliva dripped into the pot..."
Brother Maza rubbed his brows speechlessly, why is this girl so cute and cute, we really didn’t think about it until you said it!
"you..."
Brother Maza was about to speak when he suddenly choked up and stared blankly at the back, turning a blind eye to the food she handed over.
The second I heard a voice coming from behind,
"Can you give me a bowl to try? Oh...three bowls..."
The second time I turned around, I looked at the two legs hanging from the rostrum, and then at the face.
She couldn't help but tuck her hair hanging in front of her forehead and said with a blush,
"Aren't you doing your job properly? It seems like your stall hasn't been set up yet..."
The young and somewhat exaggerated man bared his teeth and smiled,
"Don't worry, this sweet-smelling person has no intention of doing business."
The second one couldn’t help but curl his lips,
"Sure enough, it's a related household. People who can get on the rostrum are definitely not doing business sincerely."
She added timidly,
"You still have to queue up."
So Lin Chou nodded happily,
"OK!"
As he said that, he was about to jump off the stage.
Brother Mazar, who was still in a daze, suddenly withdrew from the distance.
"I won't buy it! You, you buy it first!"
Brother Maza's retreat was like a chain reaction, and a large piece of white space suddenly became vacant in front of the stall.
Second, he was stunned, looked at the crowd, and then looked back at the podium blankly.
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"you know me?"
The energy to point out the situation when I was telling the story had left early, and Brother Maza was only excited and uneasy as he moved Maza.
"Recognize, recognize."
No kidding!
What do those who love to gossip and those who love to listen to gossip have in common? Of course they are well-informed!
No matter how rich the gossip is, Brother Maza would still be a fool on the road if he has never seen Lord Lin Chou, the Emperor of the Sea!
Haven't you ever eaten pork and haven't seen a pig running...well...maybe you haven't seen a pig running...
For a guy like him with a wallet no thicker than his waistband, a trip to Yanhui Mountain is almost equivalent to bankruptcy. Who can guarantee that he can be absolutely calm after seeing those tempting medicinal foods with dazzling special effects and just eat a tm salt chicken?