Two days later, Ye Xuan stood in Xiangjiang International Airport, took a few simple salutes and boarded a plane to Hunan, the mainland.

As the plane was shaking, Ye Xuan sat on his seat, watching the ground getting farther and farther away, and all the people and buildings gradually shrank. Ye Xuan looked out the window with his eyes, then closed his eyes slightly, and began to close his eyes to calm down.

More than an hour later, the plane finally landed at Hunan International Airport. After the people got off the plane and left the airport, Ye Xuan came outside the airport to find a taxi.

"Boss, where are you going?" The taxi driver smiled at Ye Xuan with a strong Xiangnan accent.

Despite this, Ye Xuan still felt very kind when he heard Mandarin for so many days. He smiled slightly and said, "Master, how far is this place from Shaolin Temple in Songshan and how much does it cost?"

Yes, you read that right. In the world of God of Food, Shaolin Temple is still in Songshan, but not in Henan, but in southern Hunan.

When Ye Xuan found out about this news, he felt a little incredible. He repeatedly investigated it twice, and finally confirmed that he was not wrong. Shaolin Temple is in southern Hunan.

However, after confirming, he felt relieved when he thought that this was not the original world where he was, but in an alien plane.

"Shaolin Temple in Songshan? Oh, it's a bit far from here, about seventy or eighty kilometers. If you want to go, I'll send you there. How about a hundred yuan?" The middle-aged taxi master thought for a moment, then looked at Ye Xuan with a smile on his face.

Hearing the middle-aged taxi master's words, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, he should not behave like a person. The middle-aged taxi master did not look smiling, but he was merciless when he slaughtered people. He would be 100 yuan at the beginning of his mouth.

If it were in the later era, it would naturally not look expensive, and even chartering a car by one person would look quite cheap.

But now in 1996, the salary of ordinary workers is only more than 100, and a little more than 200 is considered a high salary. Some factory workers even work hard only 50 or 60 a month, but the middle-aged taxi master actually needs 100 as soon as he opens his mouth, which shows how dark the rental at the airport is.

"Okay, thank you, then I'll think about it again!" Ye Xuan nodded slightly, and did not take the bus, but turned his head to walk towards the other cars.

"Hey, hey, sir, don't leave..." Seeing that Ye Xuan was not fooled and wanted to leave, the taxi driver immediately became anxious and quickly opened the car door and chased after him.

Originally, the taxi driver saw Ye Xuan's clothes look quite fashionable, and he had just gotten off the plane and guessed that Ye Xuan had returned from abroad and planned to make some money. Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan was so straightforward to leave, and he was immediately anxious.

"Sir, the price is not satisfied, you said, don't rush to leave. Eighty, how about eighty, eighty, okay, fifty...thirty, the lowest is thirty. I dare to guarantee you that this is the lowest price in the entire airport." The taxi driver followed Ye Xuan for a while, kept lowering the price, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Okay, then you can drive the car over!" Seeing that the taxi driver reduced the price from one hundred yuan to thirty yuan, Ye Xuan smiled slightly and stopped.

"Hey, okay, wait a moment!" Seeing that Ye Xuan finally agreed, the taxi driver responded quickly, and then hurriedly ran to drive the car over.

In fact, Ye Xuan knew that even if it was thirty yuan, the taxi driver would still make a profit, but it was not as much as he had thought before.

But Ye Xuan didn't care about this anymore. In fact, for him, dozens of dollars were nothing. He just didn't like to be fools.

Just like in order to obtain this home return certificate, he spent 50,000 yuan to ask the couple surnamed Zhou to help him come forward, and he didn't even blink.

After getting into a taxi, the taxi driver soon drove out of the airport and drove towards Songshan.

Along the way, the taxi driver wanted to talk, but Ye Xuan closed his eyes and rested on the grounds that he had just gotten off the plane, so the taxi driver had no choice but to close his eyes and concentrate on driving.

About an hour later, after a shaking journey of potholes and shaking, the taxi finally arrived at its destination.

"Sir, Shaolin Temple has arrived!"

"Thank you!" Ye Xuan took out the Chinese coins he had exchanged in Xiangjiang from his arms and handed them to the taxi driver. Then he opened the door directly, picked up his backpack and walked down.

The Shaolin Temple in this world is located on the hillside of Songshan Mountain. There is a square paved with stones in front, and then a temple that doesn't look big, which is simply incomparable to the magnificent Shaolin Temple in its original world, with temples and pavilions everywhere.

However, the so-called mountain is not high, but there are immortals, and there are deep water, and there are dragons, and there are spirits.

The Shaolin Temple in this world does not seem to be large in scale, but Ye Xuan knew that this Shaolin Temple was not that simple.

Think about it, the Tang Niu who defeated Stephen Zhou was born in Shaolin Temple. Later, Stephen Zhou came to Shaolin Temple to learn skills. It took only one month to not only make his cooking skills more exquisite, but he also learned a lot of martial arts from Shaolin Temple.

During the movie, Stephen Zhou later used his light skills, Fire Cloud Palm, and cooking with his internal skills. These were all learned by Stephen Zhou in just one month, which shows that there is still real kung fu in Shaolin Temple.

Although Shaolin Temple is very famous in the original world, it seems to be just an ordinary temple in this world. Not only on the square outside, but also stepping into the temple gate. Ye Xuan did not even see a pilgrimage, which was extremely strange.

Only a monk wearing a gray monk's robe was under the corridor in the hall, holding a broom and gently sweeping the floor.

"Amitabha, this master, don't you know if the abbot of your temple is here?" After following the customs, Ye Xuan walked to the monk sweeping the floor and asked with his hands folded.

"Amitabha, I wonder what you are doing with me, donor?" Before the sweeping monk in the gray monk's robe could speak, a voice suddenly sounded behind Ye Xuan.

Hearing this voice, Ye Xuan was slightly stunned. After turning his head, he saw an old monk wearing a black monk's hat, a long beard and a cassock. He didn't know why the old monk who looked a little vulgar appeared behind him at some point.

"I've seen the abbot!" The sweeping monk next to him turned around and saluted the old monk.

Although the old monk in front of him looks different from that in the movie, his vulgar temperament has not changed. In addition to the words of the sweeping monk next to him, Ye Xuan naturally knew that the old monk in front of him should be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Mengluo.

"So it's Master Abbot!" After confirming the identity of the old monk in front of him, Ye Xuan had no doubt about why the old monk appeared behind him silently, because he knew that this Master Mengyi had martial arts skills.

"The donor is polite!" Master Mengyi put his hands together and bowed.

"Master Abbot, I have always heard that Shaolin Temple has a famous cooking skills all over the world. This time I came to Shaolin Temple specifically to learn skills in the Shaolin Temple kitchen. Please accept me!" Ye Xuan looked at Master Wu Meng in front of him with a sincere face, and then knelt on one knee, clasped his fists with a solemn face.

"Amitabha!" Master Mengyi first reached out and helped Ye Xuan up from the ground, and then said, "The donor is probably looking for the wrong place. My Shaolin Temple is just an ordinary temple, focusing on Buddha, where does the world-famous cooking skills come from? If the donor wants to learn cooking skills, it is better to go down the mountain to search in the restaurant!"

Hearing Master Mengyi, Ye Xuan frowned, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Originally, he thought that as soon as he said it, Master Wu Mengyu would not refuse. After all, in the movie, Stephen Zhou was injured and fell to Shaolin Temple and was forced to stay.

It seems that this time, like the previous Spider-Man world, it is the role of the protagonist's halo.

Should he also find a place to fall from the back mountain like Stephen Zhou, and get injured or something?

Ye Xuan shook his head in his heart. Only the protagonist can do this method. Now he has met Master Mengyi. If he uses this method again, Master Mengyi may misunderstand that he has bad intentions and will backfire when the time comes.

Fortunately, he prepared another move.

"Since that's the case, the boy will no longer disturb him. Unfortunately, he thought he had the fate of Buddha and prepared 50,000 yuan to practice the golden body for Buddha. It seems that he doesn't have that blessing." Ye Xuan stood up, sighed, shook his head slightly, and then planned to turn around and leave.

"Hmm?!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the God of Nocturnal Dreams, who had originally looked indifferent, suddenly opened his eyes wide. Looking at Ye Xuan who turned around and was about to leave, he quickly said, "Donor, please stay..."

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