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The teenager of the Spirit Mushroom clan was stunned, and immediately showed an expression of ecstasy: “Is it more favorable than 70 yuan? Chef Ye, you are really a conscientious businessman!”

The youngsters of the Spirit Mushroom family don’t have much savings. They took out 70 top grade Heaven Realm crystals. They all felt that they could be more discounted just like a piece of meat. Of course it would be the best.

“The fried rice cakes in our shop, the original price of 9,999, are now available to customers, with a discount, and it is Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth.”

Ye Qing’s words were calm, but like a thunder on the ground, it caused an uproar in the audience.

“I’ll go, why did the price increase? Didn’t you mean a discount?”

“Damn, just now it was still 700 yuan, why is it now a Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth? Is there any difference between the two kinds of fried rice cakes?”

“Wori, black-hearted businessman! Absolutely black-hearted!”

The melon-eating crowds at the scene were restless, and it was simply unacceptable. A few seconds ago, the price was still 700 yuan. Now it is Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth, and the price starts!

“Black-hearted, too black-hearted! Even sit on the floor and raise the price. Let’s boycott the black-hearted merchants, don’t buy!”

The young man from the Spirit Mushroom clan at the top of the line raised his arms and shouted, determined not to buy, and wanted to do something.

Of course, his money is limited, he can’t take out Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth, and simply can’t afford it.

The sentiment was exciting, but, unlike what the teenager said, the melon-eating crowd did not unite to resist the black-hearted Ye Qing.

A wealthy tycoon immediately went out and took out 1000 top grade Heaven Realm Yuanjing, loudly said: “Chef Ye, here is 1000, no need to look for the extra piece!”

Ye Qing laughed, picked up a piece of fried rice cake, and handed it to the other party.

Sitting on the floor and starting the price, some people are willing to buy it. Who makes Ye Qing’s fried rice cakes so effective.

For the price of Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth, after selling one copy, the next fried rice cakes will sell better. There are many powerhouses of the older generation with strong financial resources, so it is not a problem to buy one.

Even the Young Master from the Moshuang Ginseng and Spirit Mushroom clan wants to buy fried rice cakes from Ye Qing’s hands.

Of course, Ye Qing holds grudges, simply ignores them, and wants to buy fried rice cakes in his hands. That is impossible.

Among the 100 Flower Palaces, the 4 elders of Meilanzhuju and 3 ten-star chefs, including the deacon of 100 Flower Palace and some wealthy disciplines, all got their wish and bought fried rice cakes.

Many martial artists ate the fried rice cakes on the spot, the cultivation base soared, breakthrough realm, and full of praise for Ye Qing’s cooking skills.

Although the price of Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth is a bit more expensive, it does not matter, after all, the effect is significant.

The second pot of fried rice cakes, only more than 2 pieces, sold out quickly.

In the great hall of 100 Flower Palace, people strongly requested that Ye Qing make more fried rice cakes.

Under the strong demand and strong desire of people, Ye Qing had no choice but to nodded and agreed to continue making.

However, Ye Qing’s ingredients have been used up. He glanced at the fuck your mother beside him and blinked at the fuck your mother.

Fuck your mother got along with Ye Qing for a long time, observing words and expressions, and seeing Ye Qing’s complexion, you know what Ye Qing has tried.

“Fuck your mother, go and bring me some ingredients.” Ye Qing said with a smile.

His words were not divine sense sound transmission, but spoke it out in front of everyone.

The melon-eating people present, not at all, felt something abnormal. You know, fuck your mother as a horse, is it not normal to pull things?

Others may not understand, but when fuck your mother heard Ye Qing’s words, she immediately understood and understood Ye Qing’s meaning.

Pulling some ingredients, of course, is not to drag the goods in the market, but…

fuck your mother body moved, slipped out, in an unusually secret place in the 100th flower palace, ready to pull some ingredients.

In the palace, A’Kun observes his words and looks, and instantly understands what Ye Qing means, whispered: “Little Child Ye, your routines seem to never get tired of playing! I want to overly pit peoples!”

Ye Qing hearing this, suddenly turned around and glared at A’Kun: “Cai Xukun, don’t do anything bad, speak quietly!”

Ye Qing divine sense sound transmission with A’Kun, and A’Kun clamored to expose Ye Qing’s tricks to the public.

In the end, Ye Qing had no choice but to agree to give A’Kun more fried rice cakes.

In the center of the great hall, Ye Qing’s face is full of brilliant smiles, which is like a spring breeze. It looks like the chef gets praise from customers and then shows a good mood.

Ye Qing cleared his throat and slowly said: “Dear customers and friends, don’t worry, I ran out of ingredients, and my staff is pulling the ingredients. It should be ready soon.”

The melon-eating people in the great hall were all nodded quickly. Ye Qing promised to continue frying the nian gao, which is a gift to them, of course they dare not urge.

Some of the enthusiastic 100 Huagong Disciples also stood up and said, “Chef Ye, I know that there is a large market nearby. The ingredients sold in it are of very good quality. Would you like me to take your men over?”

“My house is a food market. Chef Ye, just tell me what you need, and they will be provided to you for free!” said another beautiful female disciple from 100 Flower Palace.

The melon-eating people present were very concerned about Ye Qing’s search for ingredients, and wanted to win Ye Qing’s favor.

However, Ye Qing waved his hand and didn’t need them to provide food at all. He has sent fuck your mother out and pulled some food.

Most of the disciples present did not understand the meaning of Ye Qing’s words. Only A’Kun, who had been with Ye Qing for a long time, knew Ye Qing’s urinary nature, and immediately laughed twice, with an attitude of watching the show, ready to see flowers Those big guys in the world are crippled.

Fuck your mother out, and after a short while, she returned to the great hall of 100 Flower Palace.

In the sight of people, fuck your mother is holding a storage ring, presumably it contains the ingredients prepared by fuck your mother.

Ye Qing catches the storage ring thrown by fuck your mother, eyes shined, and through the storage ring, you can smell a stinky smell, and you know it is the proud work of fuck your mother.

After getting the storage ring, Ye Qing thoughts move and took out the ingredients in the storage ring. Suddenly, a disgusting smell came out.

“En? What’s the matter, the ingredients used by Chef Ye seem to be different from before!”

“It’s so strong, let me go, what exactly does Chef Ye want to do?”

“This… how to look at the shape and smell, it seems to be feces!”

People were shocked and inexplicable, thinking that Ye Qing asked his staff to prepare good quality ingredients.

However, the ingredients Ye Qing took out looked very scary, like feces.

Listening to the doubts around, Ye Qing complexion sank, neither fast nor slow said: “What are you talking about? I am a conscientious chef, how can I make food with excrement? I told you the truth, this It’s rice milk, just added with grass spice, and some durian that’s all! If you don’t believe it, you can smell it, it has the fragrance of grass and the unique taste of nostalgia.”

Ye Qing gave an explanation, but the people who were eating melons were still a little unbelievable, after all, the smell was too strong.

Amidst people’s shocked eyes, Ye Qing began to make delicious food. In the big iron pot, the lard was boiling.

Ye Qing put some green balls into the big iron pot. After a while, a strange smell came out.

In the process, Ye Qing also took out some real rice milk, mixed with grass spices to make real fried rice cakes.

The rice milk and the ingredients provided by fuck your mother do not seem to be much different. The only difference is the smell.

The ingredients provided by fuck your mother have an obvious smell, but yes, Ye Qing made a lot of durians and put them in the rice milk. The difference between genuine and fake fried rice cakes is really unclear to most people, only Ye Qing knows well.