Bu Fang's calm posture made everyone stunned. Guard Chen even narrowed his eyes, and the flesh on his face was trembling slightly.

This boy's calm appearance completely aroused the anger in his heart. What is this? Do you look down on me, the guard of Chunxianglou? Which person who came to Chunxianglou has troubled his legs when he saw him, Guard Chen was not afraid of being trembling with his legs. This is the first time he saw a boy with such a calm appearance.

After drinking a cup of tea, Bu Fang let out a gentle breath, looked at the guard Chen who was glaring in front of him with calm eyes, glanced at the people who were joking around, and slowly stood up from his position.

"Who asked you to stand up? Sit down!" Guard Chen saw that Bu Fang was standing up, and his expression turned cold on his face. The fire stick turned around and pressed it on Bu Fang's shoulder, trying to press Bu Fang in position.

Bu Fang stretched out his hand lightly and held the fire stick pressed by Guard Chen, with a calm expression.

Bu Fang's cultivation has now reached the sixth-grade war emperor. Although he is not good at fighting, or his combat power is to fight the fifth slag, compared to the same sixth-grade war emperor, Chen Guard in front of him is fierce and evil, but his real cultivation is only a fourth-grade war spirit.

A mere fourth-grade battle spirit... Bu Fang really didn't have any fear.

Bu Fang stood straight, and the fire stick couldn't suppress him at all, so he pulled him over. Guard Chen staggered and the chair under his feet flipped directly.

"You boy!" Guard Chen was furious.

He didn't expect that with so many people on their side, this kid in front of him would dare to fight back! Are you looking for death?

Bu Fang played with the fire stick and suddenly felt a little bored. He threw it casually, and the fire stick fell to the ground with a clang.

"Rampant, I dare to be so rampant in Chunxianglou. You kid is the first one!" Guard Chen was furious, and the true energy on his body suddenly surged, causing a strong wind in the room to roar.

Bu Fang frowned, this person has never ended yet, right?

boom!!

The aura of the guard Chen burst out, and a smug laugh appeared on the corner of his mouth. Among the guards of Tianxianglou, his cultivation was the highest, which was also the reason why he was able to become the head of the guard, and what he was most proud of was his cultivation.

The fourth-grade battle spirit is already considered a strong man in Nancheng. Nancheng is a commercial city, and there are very few real masters.

Bu Fang glanced at him faintly. He didn't know where the confidence of the man in front of him came from. The fourth-grade war spirit... Even the eighth-grade war spirit has seen Bu Fang, and he really doesn't think the fourth-grade war spirit is so great.

"Stop making trouble."

I'm too lazy to make trouble with these people.

Bu Fang said lightly, then the cyclone in his dantian rotated, and the true energy burst out from his body, and a surge of pressure was released directly.

Before the true energy that the guard Chen had just raised was released, he sensed the pressure and was shocked by it. In front of him, the white and clean face suddenly turned into an extremely majestic and tall mountain peak, which made him feel a little breathless.

What a terrible aura...

Bang... The true energy on the body of Guard Chen was shattered, and he staggered back a few steps, and he immediately fell to his feet. His hips sat on the ground, and the flesh on his face shook even more violently, and even his lips were trembling.

Damn, the little white face in front of me is actually a sixth-grade war emperor! This aura... he has only sensed it from the commander of Nancheng!

At this moment, he wanted to slap Aunt Liu's woman, what is causing trouble and what is a poor cook? This person in front of him is a sixth-rank war emperor!

Can someone crush him and cause trouble even if he has a finger? A joke, even if the person behind Chunxianglou stands up, he will not offend a sixth-grade war emperor. In Nancheng, the sixth-grade war emperor is a real strong man.

Bu Fang's pressure was not the kind of arrogant pressure, it was as calm as his personality, but after all, it was the pressure of the sixth-rank war emperor, and everyone in the audience was oppressed and felt a little panting.

Bu Fang glanced at everyone, looked at everyone who became a little scared, and his eyebrows suddenly raised, feeling a little bored.

He took out a Yuan crystal from the system space and threw it on the table.

The sound of the shiny Yuanjing colliding with the table was so crisp and pleasant, but it sounded in Aunt Liu and others' ears, which made their legs a little weak...

Aunt Liu felt a little bitchy in her heart at this moment... She was dismissed again. The guy in front of her was not a cook at all, but a powerful war emperor.

Aunt Liu wants to cry so much that she won’t let you mess with others like this.

Bu Fang took his hands and swept it lightly for a week. Then his eyes fell on Aunt Liu, and his lips curled up and said, "Is a Yuanjing... enough for food?"

Aunt Liu's legs became weak and she was about to cry without tears. She nodded quickly and said, "Enough, enough, too enough."

It’s enough to buy this room with one Yuanjing, let alone this table of dishes. These dishes are made of ordinary ingredients and are not worth anything at all.

"Okay, then I'll ask you another question and you will answer truthfully." Bu Fang said lightly.

Aunt Liu's heart tightened and she kept nodding.

"Tell me about the special dishes of Nancheng, where can I taste the special dishes of Nancheng." Bu Fang said seriously.

Eh...ah?

Aunt Liu was stunned, and the people around him were also stunned. He actually asked about food?

No one expected that Bu Fang would ask such a question in the end, which was simply... a bit funny.

Aunt Liu felt relieved. As long as Bu Fang was not angry, she would be satisfied.

"Young Master, have you tried our Nancheng specialty dishes just now? It's the Shengjianbao. In Nancheng, Shengjianbao is one of the authentic delicacies. The Shengjianbao you ate before was made by Chef Chunxianglou. It tasted different from your taste, because it was not an authentic Shengjianbao." Aunt Liu said.

Bu Fang was stunned. Shengjianbao? It turns out that Shengjianbao is a special dish in Nancheng? No wonder the taste is much better than other dishes.

"Where can I eat authentic Shengjian bread?"

"I can't eat it. Now Nancheng can make authentic fried buns, only Miss Lin from Linpu Bun Shop can make them. Miss Lin not only inherited her grandfather's skills, but also looked beautiful. She was the 'bun beauty' by our Nancheng people. Unfortunately, Miss Lin now married into the wealthy Xiao family in Nancheng and no longer makes fried buns. So it's difficult to eat authentic fried buns now." Aunt Liu sighed.

Thinking about the time when Linpu Bunshop was popular, the long queues could line up the street, but unfortunately, I can’t see such a spectacular scene now.

That delicious fried bread will never be eaten again.

"Why didn't she make fried bread? How could such a skill be lost?" Bu Fang frowned and asked in confusion.

Aunt Liu looked at Bu Fang carefully and said, "Isn't this because of the second master of the Xiao family? He doesn't like Miss Lin showing up all day long, so he stopped her from making fried bread, and the Linpu bun shop closed."

Is the Xiao family, a wealthy family in Nancheng?

Since it is an authentic delicacy, how can it disappear like this?

Bu Fang was a little unhappy. He came to Nancheng now to find authentic food. Do you want him to return empty-handed?

"Okay, thank you for your advice." Bu Fang took a deep breath, glanced at the uneasy people around him, took back the pressure in his body, and then turned around and stepped out of the door. Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flashed red, and he followed him stepping along.

The two of them quickly left Chunxiang Tower.

Everyone in the room breathed a long sigh and collapsed on the ground. The pressure of the sixth-grade war emperor was almost breathless. Fortunately, the young master had no intention of causing trouble.

Bu Fang didn't plan to do anything, he just wanted to eat, although the dishes in Chunxianglou were not satisfactory.

Back on the hustle and bustle streets of Nancheng, Bu Fang stretched out and no longer had the rouge and powder surrounding him, Bu Fang felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"Boss Bu?"

Just as Bu Fang stretched, a gentle and nice female voice rang behind him.

Bu Fang's eyes suddenly condensed, his face froze, and his movements of stretching were stuck in half.

What the hell? In the south city... how could anyone call me Boss Bu?! Bu Fang's heart trembled, slowly turned his head, and saw a gentle, pretty and dazzling woman with a veil and her eyes were as charming as autumn water.

Xiao Yanyu's eyes were filled with a hint of incredibleness. She looked at Chunxianglou beside her, and then looked at Bu Fang, who was dull on her face, as if she had discovered a new continent.
Chapter completed!