2006: C2006 If You Want to Eat Porridge Pay up

C2006 If You Want to Eat Porridge Pay up

Taska looked at Zhou Hao with envy and muttered, "Should I acknowledge Mr Ye as Master too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feng's eyes widened. "Dream on!"

Taska was so scared that he buried his head back into the bowl.

Of course, Leng Feng would not let Taska acknowledge Ye Hong as his master.

After all, he was Ye Hong's disciple in name. If his disciple acknowledged Ye Hong as his master, wouldn't he be in the same generation as Taska?

This messy relationship was absolutely unacceptable!

Jiang Yi did not join in this farce. He just ate three big bowls of porridge in a row while feeling bored and rich.

After being discovered by Taska and Zhou Hao, it was inevitable that there would be another round of fighting and fighting.

Ding! Cooking is welcomed, Cooking Ability + 1!"

While Ye Hong and the others were enjoying their meal in the restaurant, the people who passed by the restaurant stopped in their tracks.

"Do you guys smell it?"

"I smell it. It smells so good!"

More and more people were attracted by the fragrance of the porridge coming from the shop.

At first, they were just neighbors, but gradually, they became people from Yantang Street. In the end, even the people from other countries who came to Yantang Street for sightseeing could not help but enter the restaurant.

Jiang Yi quickly explained to these people that this Drunken Wine Porridge was not for sale.

However, this did not make them leave. Instead, there were more and more people in the shop.

"Your porridge is so delicious. Why do you only eat it yourself and not sell it to us?!"

A dark-skinned woman used a crappy Chinese to question them.

Her voice immediately aroused a wave of resonance.

Those people all stood in the shop, unwilling to leave. They just wanted to eat a bowl of drunken porridge as well.

Since when did so many people come to the desolate Drunkard's Residence?

Jiang Yi was immediately put in a difficult position.

He could only look at Ye Hong for help.

Ye Hong did not chase these people away. He just said to them indifferently. "If you want to eat porridge, you can. Just pay.

One bowl. One hundred yuan. "

Li Yuan was the common currency in Riegan.

According to the current exchange rate, one hundred yuan is roughly equivalent to six hundred yuan Yan Country currencys.

Even with the high consumption level of Riegan, 100 Prime interest was not something that could be easily taken out.

Needless to say, it was just for a bowl of porridge.

As soon as Ye Hong's words left his mouth, it attracted a wave of dissatisfaction.

"Are you joking? A bowl of porridge costs 100 yuan?"0

"Why don't you go and grab it?!"

However, these dissatisfied voices were drowned out by even more refuting voices.

"Boss, don't listen to them. I'll give them 100 yuan first. Hurry up and give me a bowl of porridge!"

"That's right, that's right. I'm willing to pay you 200 yuan as long as you give me this magical porridge."

Under the suppression of many foodies, those dissatisfied voices were quickly squeezed out of the restaurant.

Ye Hong, who was accidentally treated as the boss, had a slight smile on his face as he walked into the kitchen.

He had been thinking about how to help the Drunkard's Residence open up its business difficulties. Wasn't this an excellent opportunity in front of him?

Fire, cut the ingredients, and cook the porridge. ...

After a torturous wait, the people in the hall finally watched helplessly as Ye Hong brought out another pot of drunken porridge.

It was still the familiar fragrance that made those diners endure. They could not help but cry out. They began to cry out.

Jiang Yi and the others immediately moved and distributed the porridge to the customers who had paid for it.

Soon, the hall was full of food.

"This, this is the legendary delicacy of Yan Country?"

"My God, have I been eating sh * t all these years?"

"I'll pay 300 Li Yuan. Can you please give me another bowl?"

"I'll give you five hundred yuan!"

While they ate, they were full of praise for the Drunken Weng porridge.

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