Chapter 6: Shop Owner, Give Me Ten Bowls of Egg-Fried Rice First  

The next morning.

After washing up, a veil-wearing Xiao Yanyu and an excited Xiao Xiaolong left the general’s manor. The manor was situated in an urban area, it was noisy the moment they stepped out.

Even though it was noisy outside, it was peaceful and quiet inside the general’s manor. It’s all because of the noise-prevention magic formation that was drawn by the architects when the manor was being built.

Xiao Yanyu rarely left the manor as she knew how attractive her appearance was to men. There was one time when she did not wear a veil when she went out, that one incident caused a traffic jam in the imperial city and there were even fighting incidents between playboys. Ever since that incident, Xiao Yanyu rarely left her house. Even if she did, she would wear a veil.

As the Xiao siblings left the manor and turned a corner, they entered a busy street. There were hawkers and their stalls on both sides of the streets, and the smell of deep fried food was drifting in the air.

Cultivators like Xiao Xiaolong and Xian Yanyu would never eat fried food from stalls like this as the oil they used were often of poor quality, and thus contained toxins. The main goal of cultivators was to cleanse their bodies and to get rid of the impurities in them. Eating these types of food would only increase the impurities in their bodies.

That was why cultivators were fussy about their diets, and were especially concerned with the quality of the food.

Strictly speaking, Egg-Fried Rice would be considered junk food as well. However, if Xiao Xiaolong’s breakthrough was because of a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice, and if it was not a coincidence, then there must be something wrong with the Egg-Fried Rice.

And it was unlikely to be a coincidence, since Xiao Xiaolong had been stuck as a second grade Battle-Master for a long time. To the point where it was impossible to be a coincidence. It was far more probable that the Egg-Fried Rice had something to do with his breakthrough.

That was what Xiao Yanyu was curious about, could a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice really be that miraculous?

"Oh my! If that isn’t our young master Xiao? Where are you planning to recite poetry today?"

Just when the Xiao siblings were deep in their thoughts, a jarring voice interrupted them.

Xiao Xiaolong’s beautiful face darkened and he turned towards the frivolous man at a distance. It was an ugly-looking man in colorful long robes, carrying a paper fan.

That person was the only son of the empire’s Finance Minister... Sun Qixiang!

He was infamously known as a playboy within the imperial city.

"Sun Qixiang! I have no time for you today, get out of my way!" Even though Xiao Xiaolong looked like a sissy, he was quite capable of giving off a powerful aura when angry.

However, Sun Qixiang was not afraid of him. He shrugged his shoulders while he impudently stared at the veil-wearing women next to Xiao Xiaolong. Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise!

"Oh my! I can’t believe it! It’s actually Miss Yanyu! It’s a pleasure to meet you."

Sun Qixiang had realized the identity of Xiao Yanyu and immediately lost his composure. As a playboy, he would not miss the chance to harass his dream goddess.

"Get out of the way," Xiao Yanyu said faintly, she did not want to waste any words with him.

Sun Qixiang shrugged his shoulders. He wanted to strike up a conversation but his blood quickly turned cold when he met Xiao Yanyu’s eyes. He was quickly reminded of Xiao Yanyu’s terrifying strength.

After tens of thousands of years of development, the cultivation system on Qianlong Continent had a strict grading system.

On Qianlong Continent, every person was a cultivator. From an elderly person to a five-year-old child, cultivation was present in every household. However, with the differences in talents, the level of results were different as well.

There were nine different grades: first grade Warrior, second grade Battle-Master, third grade Battle-Maniac, fourth grade Battle-Spirit, fifth grade Battle-King, sixth grade Battle-Emperor, seventh grade Battle-Saint, eighth grade War-God, ninth grade Supreme-Being.

There was also a tenth grade as well, but that was not something an ordinary person would know.

Known as a female prodigy in the imperial city, Xiao Yanyu was a cultivation genius. Even though she was not even eighteen years old, she was already a fourth grade Battle-Spirit. Compared to her younger brother, Xiao Xiaolong, she was far more powerful.

Even the Great General Xiao Meng, had often exclaimed that it would have been great if Xiao Yanyu were a male.

Sun Qixiang was only a playboy. Even though he was in his twenties, he was only a third grade Battle-Maniac. But since he was a third grade Battle-Maniac after all, he was not afraid of Xiao Xiaolong. However, when faced with the fourth grade Battle-Spirit Xiao Yanyu, it was a whole different matter.

Xiao Xiaolong coldly snorted and followed after Xiao Yanyu, who had already left. The two of them quickly disappeared within the crowd.

Sun Qixiang scratched his cheeks and his eyes narrowed. He turned to one of his underling and whispered something to him. The underling quickly ran off while Sun Qixiang followed after the Xiao siblings with a sinister smile.

...

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, the depressed Bu Fang took his time with opening up the restaurant.

The big black dog was still lying at the entrance. It glanced up at Bu Fang when he opened up the entrance, then it went back to sleep.

"Within the next seven days, I need to sell a hundred portions of Egg-Fried Rice and ten portions of Stir-Fried Vegetables or Dry-Mixed Noodles... System, do you really think that it’s possible for a small restaurant in such a deserted place to achieve such miraculous results?" Bu Fang placed a chair by the entrance and curled himself up on it. In his mind, he was arguing with the system.

"Young man! You are someone aiming to become the God of Cooking, you must have faith in your cooking! You must believe you can conquer the world!" The system solemnly encouraged Bu Fang once more.

Bu Fang rolled his eyes. He thought, "I rather comfortably get a sunbath than conquer the world."

Bu Fang was feeling sleepy again as he lay in the sun, even though he had just woken up.

"Shop owner! I am here again! I am already in love with your Egg-Fried Rice!"

Bu Fang’s eyes were only closed for a moment when a shout woke him up. He expressionlessly looked up and saw the sissy who ate Egg-Fried Rice the day before.

"Huh?" There was someone next to him, even though she was wearing a veil, Bu Fang immediately knew she was a woman! "What a nice chest and ass... She has a great figure!"

Xiao Yanyu knitted her eyebrows as she appraised the little restaurant that Xiao Xiaolong brought her to. She thought, "Can such a remote restaurant really make that miraculous Egg-Fried Rice?"

"Are you the owner of this restaurant?" Xiao Yanyu asked.

Her voice was beautiful, it was pleasing to the ear.

"That’s right." Bu Fang calmly nodded.

Xiao Yanyu entered the store without saying anything further. The interior was very clean. When she ran her finger over a table, there was not even a speck of dust. She was also quite pleased with the store’s ambience.

Even though the store was small and in a remote location, the decorations were well done, the ambience was good and the place was clean.

After Xiao Yanyu finished her appraisal of her surroundings, her eyes landed on the menu in the middle of the store. Immediately, she raised her eyebrows and her eyes flashed with incredulity.

"So what Xiaolong said was true about a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice... costing a crystal, eh? The improved version of Egg-Fried Rice actually costs ten crystals?! Is this guy an idiot?"

"Shop owner, I don’t think I saw this improved Egg-Fried Rice yesterday? Why is it suddenly here today?" Xiao Xiaolong was also surprised with the appearance of the new Egg-Fried Rice that was being sold for ten crystals.

"Oh, I forgot to write it yesterday. However, keep in mind that you need to be a third grade Battle-Maniac to order this dish. Otherwise, you are not qualified," Bu Fang yawned and expressionlessly replied.

"There’s even a requirement in order to eat it?" Xiao Yanyu immediately became interested, she was suddenly very curious about this improved Egg-Fried Rice.

"Xiaolong, how many crystals did you bring?" Xiao Yanyu turned towards Xiao Xiaolong and asked.

Xiao Xiaolong dazedly replied, "Ten crystals."

"Hmm, very good." Xiao Yanyu nodded contentedly. She waved her hand and a sachet with a peony sewn on it appeared in her hand.

"Shop owner, give me a bowl of improved Egg-Fried Rice," Xiao Yanyu calmly said.

"Alright, please wait." When Xiao Yanyu actually ordered the improved Egg-Fried Rice, Bu Fang was delighted but did not let it show on his face. He wanted to maintain a cool attitude of a chef in front of a beautiful woman.

Xiao Xiaolong’s face had already turned pale from anguish and was grudgingly looking at Xiao Yanyu.

Bu Fang turned around and was about to enter the kitchen when suddenly, a tsk-tsk sound coming from the entrance made him stop.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! For the number one female prodigy in the Light Wind Empire to actually come to such a pathetic little restaurant to eat a bowl of Egg-Fried Rice? Oh my, how funny is that!"

Sun Qixiang shrugged his shoulders and shook his head as he entered the little store.

"Miss Yanyu, do you like eating Egg-Fried Rice? Okay! I will treat you! Shop owner, give me ten bowls of Egg-Fried Rice first! I will order more if that’s not enough!"