According to the strength classification of Qianlong Continent, first-grade true qi is just the lowest level of warrior cultivation, and this cultivation level cannot make any waves in the imperial capital.

But what Bu Fang is wondering is how could he have true energy?

Could it be that he completed the system's task? But his first task was to get the first customer, and the rewards he received were only enhanced egg fried rice and a fragment of the chef's God's suit, and there was no mention of true qi at all.

"System, can you obtain true energy and improve your strength by completing the task?" Bu Fang asked in confusion.

The system answered in serious and serious words: "The host's true qi cultivation is related to the amount of Yuan crystal earned by the host. The Yuan crystal system obtained by the host after completing the designated transaction will be automatically converted into the host's true qi cultivation according to the proportion. The host can observe the improvement of cultivation through the character panel and the conversion ratio of Yuan crystal obtained after the task is completed."

"The current system level is one star, and the energy conversion ratio is 10%. If you upgrade to two stars, you can get more permissions in small shops, open tables and chairs, and allow customers to bring their own low-level ingredients."

"The host obtained a 22 Yuan crystals in this business, and the energy of Yuan crystals is obtained according to the proportion of conversion is two Yuan crystals, and the level of true qi is equivalent to that of a warrior."

Bu Fang was stunned. It turned out that... Yuan Jing had such a use, but it was normal to think about it, because Yuan Jing was originally an item needed by a monk to practice, and he could refine it and improve the level of true qi. This transformation of the system was just to help Bu Fang save a refining process.

"Hey... Then, if I earn more Yuan crystals, will I improve my cultivation level be stronger?" Bu Fang's mouth gradually pulled open, showing a stiff smile.

"It takes ten Yuan crystals to reach the level of a second-grade combat division, one hundred for third-grade combat madman, one thousand for fourth-grade combat spirits, and ten thousand for fifth-grade combat kings." The system said.

Bu Fang: "..."

Well, the road to upgrading is long and arduous.

"By the way, what does it mean to bring your own ingredients?" Bu Fang was a little curious.

"The host can help customers handle the ingredients in the store to form the dishes. The price is determined by the system according to the rate of the host's cooking." The system still explains seriously.

It turns out that this is the case. Bu Fang's eyes lit up slightly. This is a very humanized setting. It is a way to expand his ability to earn Yuanjing. Unfortunately, he is not at the level now. In this fantasy world, all kinds of magical monster meat and various cherished vegetation are all top-notch ingredients. If others are allowed to carry the ingredients and his treatment, they will definitely earn a lot of Yuanjing.

The system upgrade requires him to complete the tasks released by the system. The latest task: Please make a profit of 100 yuan in crystals and 1,000 gold coins within a week.

Task progress: 22/100, 100/1000.

Bu Fang sighed in his heart, it was another task that had a long way to go.

As an excellent chef, you must ensure your sleep quality.

After Bu Fang's mind exited the system panel, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. After a while, even breathing sounded regularly.

The next morning.

Bu Fang got up on time and after washing up, he started his daily cooking practice.

I practiced the dishes I learned one by one, and I opened the door of the small shop while yawning.

The big black dog was still lying at the door of the shop. He seemed to have been lying in that position and never moved. Bu Fang was also a little surprised.

"Good morning, Xiao Hei." Bu Fang greeted him expressionlessly.

The big black dog's eyes turned over and he didn't want to be browned.

Bu Fang was not embarrassed, and walked back to the kitchen, packed the practiced fried rice with porcelain bowls, then came out again, and stood in front of Xiao Hei with the porcelain bowl.

"I've had dinner, Xiao Hei." Bu Fang said.

Xiao Hei smelled the fragrance of the rice, and his decadent and laziness swept away the air, and immediately became energetic. His pink tongue stretched out, and the pair of agile dogs stared at the porcelain bowl in Bu Fang's hand with anticipation.

Bu Fang was so angry that this foodie had a completely different attitude towards food. He immediately wiped his mouth and refused to recognize others after eating.

What about the minimum trust between humans and dogs?

Don’t this dog knows it’s important to please him, the chef? Only by pleased him will there be a steady stream of delicious food!

Well, Bu Fang had no choice but to this dog with only delicious food in his eyes. He placed the porcelain bowl in front of Xiao Hei, and forbidden, he was waving his tail and slamming the porcelain bowl.

He pulled a chair over and lie down on the chair, waiting for the customers to come to the door comfortably and comfortably.

It was another beautiful and simple day.

At the same time, on the main street of the imperial capital, a large number of people were fierce and fiercely swarmed in.

The leader was Sun Qixiang wearing colorful clothes and open his chest. The title of one of the three major dandy playboys in the imperial capital was not a joke. People on the streets avoided him and looked at him in fear.

Sun Qixiang is very satisfied with the eyes of the people around him, yes! It’s just that you want to be afraid! This young master is so awesome, why don’t you be afraid!

"All keep up! Damn, if you don't smash that small restaurant today, my surname will not be Sun!"

Yesterday, he was stripped naked by the iron lump in the small restaurant. The scene he threw was wrapped around him like a nightmare, making him unable to sleep well. So early in the morning, he gathered all the servants in the mansion to find a place.

When did Sun Qixiang suffer such a great loss? He felt uncomfortable if he didn't kill Bu Fang!

Xiao Yanyu didn't go out today. She ate the enhanced version of fried rice yesterday. Her true energy level has improved and she went into seclusion directly, so today only Xiao Xiaolong ran towards the small restaurant.

However, as soon as he arrived on the street, he saw this spectacular scene. Sun Qixiang took more than 100 people to smash the small restaurant.

"My God! I still want to eat fried rice with eggs! Hit your sister!" Xiao Xiaolong was so angry. When the small restaurant smashed him, where could he eat fried rice with eggs that could not only increase his cultivation but also taste delicious?!

More than a hundred people crossed the Fengxian Tower in a mighty manner and walked dozens of miles inside, the surroundings became secluded.

The alleys that were basically unwelcome in the past are crowded today.

Sun Qixiang's subordinates were holding wooden sticks and looking coldly at the small restaurant in the alley.

Damn, it’s a waste of money to bully Mr. Sun in such a small restaurant!

At the entrance of the small restaurant, Bu Fang squinted his eyes comfortably and leaned back on the chair. The warm sunlight projected down, covering his body, looking so lazy.

The big black dog wagged his tail and lay not far from Bu Fang, slapped in a porcelain bowl and kept eating.

"My surname is Fang, I am here to smash your store!" Sun Qixiang pointed at Bu Fang with a proud and paper fan, and shouted coldly. He had brought so many people this time, but he really didn't believe it. This kid was not afraid.

Bu Fang did not kneel down and beg for mercy, so the eldest young master would not forgive him!

The alley was so quiet that it was terrible. After Mr. Sun shouted, Bu Fang, who was expecting, knelt down and begged for mercy, but did not appear. The latter was still lying in a chair at this moment, with the warm sunshine covering his body like a gauze dress.

All the servants stared at Sun Qixiang with wide eyes.

It felt like a group of crows flew over his head... without a response, so embarrassed that he felt like he was hollowed out.

Sun Qixiang was immediately annoyed. He felt that Bu Fang slapped him invisibly.
Chapter completed!