"Okay, I'll send it to you right away!" Uncle Zheng said loudly.

Only Yun Qingyan keenly captured the word you in Uncle Zheng’s reply.

It is not easy to make a master willing to call you respectfully.

Yun Qingyan left a few thoughts and continued to eat noodles. He knocked one hand on Xiao Xuan who was quietly trying to stumble into his big bowl, "You have eaten, what should I eat?"

After stealing food, Xiao Xuan twisted his butt with guilt.

Yun Qingyan did not blame it, and continued to drink the noodle soup gracefully.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious!" After eating and drinking, Ji Swen touched her stomach, "It's a pity that it's limited-edition, how many more bowls can I eat."

"Yes." Ji Tiantian also narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The young man wearing a jade mask slowly put down his chopsticks, "This bowl of fresh mushroom chicken soup seems simple, but it is made of the meat of the ninth-level spirit beast Phoenix tailed pheasant and more than one hundred medicinal materials. It takes five hours to cook the chicken soup alone.

The production is very complicated. If the noodle restaurant is not located in a remote location and not many people know about it, even if it is limited to supply, many people will not be able to eat a bowl."

Ji Siwen's eyes widened for a moment and couldn't help but look at Uncle Zheng, "It's so troublesome to make? Is this true?"

But I saw Uncle Zheng's slightly smiling face.

If you don't deny it, that's true.

Ji Siwen smashed it, "How much does this bowl of noodles cost?" It's so troublesome, is it made of ninth-level spirit beast meat? That's not a sky-high price?

"Ten Yuanyu pieces are enough." Uncle Zheng smiled.

"Is it a high-level or intermediate Yuanyu?" Yun Qingyan asked subconsciously, and the value of each level of Yuanyu is also different.

“I said that I don’t open a noodle shop for money, it’s just fun.

The customer can decide what quality of Yuanyu to give," Uncle Zheng sorted out the stage and replied.

What a willful boss!

The exchange ratio between each Yuan jade is 1,000. One high Yuan jade and one low Yuan jade are very different!

Now Yun Qingyan and the others had to believe it. What he said was that opening a noodle restaurant was just a hobby.

Just as Yun Qingyan and others were thinking about what quality Yuanyu to pay, the noble and elegant young man in white stood up, and dozens of jade-like light flashed when he took action.

"Meeting is fate, and here is Xi Mo.

It’s better to treat this meal to me as a friend.”

Xi... Xi Mo?!

"Ahem!" The young man next to him was drinking soup. When he suddenly heard his words, he was almost choked by the noodle soup.

He couldn't help but look at Yun Qingyan and the others curiously. What is the origin of these people? It would be fine if this black-hearted person took the initiative to join the table, but he would pay for the meal?

Uncle Zheng also proved that he was not an ordinary person. He waved his hand and easily put dozens of Yuan jade into his palm.

"Thank you for patronizing!"

Ai Yue, Ji Siwen and others looked at each other, but they didn't expect that they could meet someone who took the initiative to pay for the meal.

Yun Qingyan frowned. Actually, she didn't like to owe favors strangers.

Especially, the person in front of him looks like his identity is not simple.

However, as if he could see the rejection on Yun Qingyan's face, the young man in white spoke again, his thin lips with moist lips raised, but his eyes fell on Yun Qingyan's chest.

Yun Qingyan was a little angry.
Chapter completed!