Wujiang Town, Yuelaiju Restaurant.

Early in the morning, Yuelaiju Restaurant opened the door to welcome guests. The restaurant was cleaned up. Two servants were holding wooden barrels and rags and scrubbing the stone-carved Qilin beast in front of the door.

In the Tianyuan Continent, Qilin is the mount of the chef god and the protector of Lingchu. Therefore, in the Lingchu restaurant, a pair of Qilin stone sculptures will be placed in front of the door.

A bald man walked out of Yuelai, tall and strong, wearing a long gown, and carrying a food box in his hand. It was Liu Qiang, the entourage of Lingchu Zhou Xuebin.

"Mr. Liu, morning."

"Master Liu, where are you going so early in the morning?" Two servants in charge of cleaning greeted.

"Master Liu, I won't go anywhere, just move in front of the door." Liu Qiang smiled and waved his hand, walked to the open space on the east side of Yuelaiju, and carefully placed the food box on the ground, as if there was something hidden in the food box, as if it was afraid that it would be knocked over by accident.

After Liu Qiang put down the food box, he moved his hands and feet on the spot, then calmed down, stepped on the ground, danced his fists, and began to practice a set of boxing techniques.

Liu Qiang's body was shining with red light, his body was as fast as lightning, and his footsteps were solid. Every step made the ground tremble slightly, attracting many people to stop and watch.

These people watching on the side showed novelty and envious expressions, but most of them stood far away and did not dare to approach Liu Qiang's body, and even exclaimed in surprise.

Yan Nantian was like the two days ago, and delivered tofu to Yuelaiju on time. He passed many onlookers and stood close to watch Liu Qiang practice boxing, and his face could not hide his envy.

After a long time, Liu Qiang exhaled and wiped the sweat off his face, glanced at the people around him and said, "Don't surround me anymore, let's disperse."

Although Liu Qiang is not only good at being a slutty, but also has a lot of prestige when speaking. After hearing this, everyone dared not surround Yuelaiju.

"Mr. Liu's kung fu is so handsome that everyone is envious of him." Yan Nantian walked over with the food box and said with a smile.

"Boy, don't shiver me. I'll scare ordinary people in these few moves. Compared with real strong people, it's not the case." Liu Qiang murmured, looked at Yan Nantian's food box, and asked, "Boy, have you brought me stinky tofu today?"

"How dare I forget Mr. Liu's instructions?" Yan Nantian joked, handed the food box to Liu Qiang, and said.

Liu Qiang lifted his hand and took the food box over. After uncovering the lid of the food box, a stinky smell came to his nose. A bowl of stinky tofu was placed on the upper layer of the food box.

"Yes, it's just this taste. You kid have a conscience." Liu Qiang sniffed hard, held the bowl of stinky tofu in his hand, and ate it in big mouthfuls, while eating it, saying, "It's so damn good. You kid really is a chef."

Yan Nantian smiled. The delicacy of tofu is not rare on earth. That is because the method of tofu is produced has been reported, and anyone can easily eat tofu.

Any world is vaguely expensive. If only one person on earth can make tofu and is supplied in limited quantities every day, it is estimated that the price of tofu is more expensive than abalone.

Similarly, people in Tianyuan Continent have never eaten tofu, and only Yipinju can make tofu. Based on the principle that food is vaguely expensive, everyone naturally thinks tofu is a rare delicacy.

"Boy, the food box placed on the ground over there is a good thing I bring to you. As long as you taste it, you will be kept forever." Liu Qiang said vaguely while eating tofu.

Yan Nantian looked at the food box on the ground and said unexpectedly: "Is the treasure Liu Qiang mentioned is also a kind of food?"

Yan Nantian walked to the next to the food box with doubts in his heart, lifted the lid of the food box, and saw a large bowl of Haikou inside, containing half a bowl of soup, and a layer of oil was shining on it.

Yan Nantian picked up the big bowl of Haikou, sniffed the soup in it, and frowned and asked, "Mr. Liu, what is this?"

"This is the water I got from the kitchen yesterday." Liu Qiang raised his chin and said with a hint of brilliance.

"What's the matter? Wash the pot of water!" Yan Nantian opened his eyes wide, pointed to the big bowl in his hand, and asked, "Just let me drink this."

The so-called water for washing the pot is that after cooking the dishes, the water used to clean the bottom of the pot is usually poured out directly and will not be used for drinking.

"Boy, don't be unwilling to appreciate it. If it weren't for the stinky tofu, I wouldn't have let you drink it." Liu Qiang snorted, grabbed the big bowl of Haikou, took a big sip of water in the pot, and showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Damn it, you can drink water so casually, you are really a character." Yan Nantian grew up and showed a look of laughter and crying.

"The remaining half bowl is yours, so drink it quickly." Liu Qiang took the big bowl of Haikou and reluctantly handed it to Yan Nantian.

Seeing Liu Qiang cherishing the water for the pot of water, and the other party took the initiative to take a big sip, Yan Nantian didn't think the other party was playing with him. Instead, he stared at the water for the pot of water, looked up at the Yuelaiju Restaurant, and gradually seemed to have figured out something, showing a curiosity, and asked:

"Could it be that this is the water used by senior Ling Chu to brush the pot after he finished cooking the dishes."

"Hehe, you're a little smart. Yesterday, the master made a spiritual dish, which was a pot made with this bowl of water. If I hadn't taken it away first, I would have been snatched away long ago." Liu Qiang patted his chest and said with a smile.

"Mr. Liu, what kind of spiritual dish is this? Is it effective?" Yan Nantian said curiously.

"There are many kinds of dishes in Lingchu, and spiritual power dishes are the most basic. After eating spiritual power dishes, you can improve the cultivation of practitioners and is a delicacy that all practitioners dream of." Liu Qiang explained.

"Mr. Liu, how is the difference between the water for the spiritual dish and the water for the ordinary dishes?" Yan Nantian asked.

Yan Nantian was determined to become a Ling Chu, so he was naturally very interested in Ling Chu's dishes. Although he had not seen the real spiritual dishes, the water used by the spiritual dishes in the water also aroused his curiosity.

"No, the water for ordinary dishes is used to feed livestock. How can it be compared with the water for spiritual dishes?" Liu Qiang scolded and explained:

"The spiritual power dishes contain powerful spiritual power, which can increase the cultivation of the practitioners. The spiritual power dishes also retain a little spiritual power of the dishes, which can also improve the cultivation of the practitioners. If I have the current cultivation and strength, I can drink the cultivation of the practitioners." Liu Qiang said.

"The spiritual power dishes can help practitioners increase their cultivation, and they must be better than this pot-washing water. Why don't you eat spiritual power dishes directly, but instead use spiritual power dishes to brush the pot-washing water?" Yan Nantian said in confusion.

"You guy knows that this spiritual dish is so expensive. How can ordinary practitioners afford it? I can drink this pot of water, but it is thanks to the master for the blessing. I wonder how many practitioners envy me." Liu Qiang raised his chin and said.

Seeing Liu Qiang's serious look, Yan Nantian didn't know what to say, but just picked up the big bowl of Haikou and poured the remaining water into his stomach in one breath.

Yan Nantian did not agree with the taste of the water for washing the pot. He felt that it should be similar to the water for washing the foot. If he hadn't been curious about the effect of the water for washing the pot, he would never have drunk it.

After drinking the water from the pot of water, Yan Nantian immediately felt a warm current spread throughout his body. His whole body was warm, and the capillaries on his body were relaxing, as if he had endless energy.

"Boy, how do you feel after drinking this pot of water?" Liu Qiang stared at Yan Nantian, patted his shoulder, and smiled.

"The taste is really not great, but the whole body is full of power, which is really magical." Yan Nantian breathed a sigh of relief and felt the changes in his body carefully.
Chapter completed!