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"It turns out that the monks here can eat meat." Chen Fan was suddenly surprised, and he realized it after turning his heart. After all, this is not the earth, and naturally there will be no such amusement than Emperor Wu. Besides, the Buddha still eats meat, so why restrict his younger brother from eating meat.

The so-called fasting meat and fishery in Buddhism actually refers to those condiments with a strong pungent smell, such as green onion, ginger, garlic and pepper.

After all, if you go to your door to alms or do things, and chant the scriptures with one mouth, you will taste garlic. Who can bear it?

Chen Fan shook his head and smiled and casually found an empty seat to sit down, took off the Cyan Frost Sword wrapped in a thick cloth and put it aside.

Soon the store handed a big bowl of steaming noodles in broth. There were four or two minced meats stacked on the noodles.

Chen Fan first took a sip of the soup, then he immediately let out a sigh of steam, and gave a secret compliment.

The taste of this roadside shop is not like those big restaurants pursuing the ultimate taste, but only a taste and weight. After all, the audiences that the two sides face are different. Most of the people who come to this small shop to eat noodles are coolies and civilians. It really gives them the whole table of mountains and seafood that they may not be used to.

Although Chen Fan had tasted countless delicacies of mountains and seas, this bowl of shredded pork noodle soup was still delicious, and he finished it in a few mouthfuls.

"The store has one more bowl." Chen Fan wiped his mouth and said, "No, three more bowls!"

"Hey?" The store owner was taken aback, and said to his heart that this is a straight throat? Use it for noodles. He hurried over to confirm: "Guest, are you sure you want three more bowls?"

This large bowl weighs two catties even with noodles and soup, and it is common for a strong adult man to burp even after eating a bowl.

Chen Fan took out a silver bean and put it on the table, and said in a gasp, "Yes, there are three bowls, and I'm afraid that you won't make money for this young master? You can do it according to the silver, remember to add more meat."

"Okay, Master, wait a minute." The shop owner immediately smiled, took away the empty bowl and took the silver beans away and weighed it in his sleeve. The weight was full and it was sent!

Soon, three bowls of steaming noodle soup were placed in front of Chen Fan, which attracted the attention of the diners at the tables nearby.

Tasty Chen Fan doesn't care about the eyes of others, picking up a bowl of noodles and starting to suck. It looks like a bear eating honey, gulping without stopping.

Soon, the three bowls of noodle soup fell into Chen Fan's belly, but for him it was only a three-point full. However, in order to avoid attracting attention, Chen Fan reluctantly chose to check out and leave.

Chen Fan, who hadn't eaten enough, wandered all the way to buy various street snacks, all kinds of fruit cakes, sugar-coated candied cakes, as long as they smelled the fragrance, they all bought and tasted.

Suddenly a sign hung on the side of the road caught Chen Fan’s attention: “Lychee cream water, fragrant drink, pear syrup, lactose real snow, kumquat group... oh, is this a fantasy version of milk tea shop?”

Chen Fan immediately licked the corner of his mouth and stepped into this sweet drink shop. He smelled a burst of fruity aroma as soon as he entered the door.

"Welcome, do you want to drink something to quench your thirst?" It was a woman in Jingchai's sarong who greeted him.

Chen Fan said directly: "Give me a bowl of everything."

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "Guest, there are eleven or two kinds of sweet drinks in the small shop. Each of these has a bowl..."

Chen Fan took out a silver bean and put it on the counter, and asked, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough." The woman responded quickly, and then quickly took out the porcelain bowl and bamboo spoon to serve Chen Fan.

After drinking a few bowls of ice, Chen Fan praised that this drink made from pure fruit juice is much better than the syrup mixed with various industrial flavors and saccharin.

Suddenly a fragrant wind blew outside the store, and three women covered in veils came in.

Chen Fan glanced at it and stopped watching, continuing to taste his ice drink.

"The boss comes three bowls of lychee paste water." Just heard a pleasant voice.

"Sister, I want to drink kumquat dough."

"Then two bowls of lychee cream and one bowl of kumquat balls."

"Okay, please wait for a few girls."

The three women's wonderful eyes flowed naturally and saw Chen Fan who was sipping an ice drink. Seeing his average length, he couldn't help but look more.

"Senior Sister." Suddenly the girl in Tsing Yi pulled on the sleeve of the girl in white, and then glanced at Chen Fan's long sword by the table with a wink.

The girl in white patted the younger sister's little hand and warned her not to make trouble.

In fact, when the three women entered the door, Chen Fan could see that they were all Qi Qi practitioners, one with eight floors and two with five floors. Being able to have this level of cultivation at this age is considered to be of good aptitude on this planet with thin auras, and should be from a certain elite.

The white-clothed girl obviously has a lot of experience in the world. She secretly observed that the young man here is extraordinary, but she couldn't sense the slightest aura and guessed that the other party's cultivation base was much higher than her own, so she kept her distance tacitly to avoid causing trouble.

"A few girls are ready to drink ice, please drink it." At this time, the woman prepared three bowls of ice drinks and put them on another empty table. .

A few minutes later, Chen Fan finished all his drinks and left.

The girl in white secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because that boy always gave her an inexplicable pressure.

"Senior Sister." Seeing that the master was gone, the girl in Tsing Yi could no longer hold back her lively temper, and asked in a low voice, "Is that person also a monk just now? Can you see what cultivation level he is?"

The girl in white shook her head slightly and said, "I can't see through, maybe it's just an ordinary person."

The Tsing Yi girl was slightly surprised and said: "No? How can ordinary people have spiritual weapons? Are you afraid of being robbed?"

"This is not something we should be concerned about." The white-clothed girl solemnly warned: "This is the first time I took you to leave the sect. Do you remember my instructions before leaving the sect?"

"Of course I remember." The girl in Tsing Yi said with a squishy mouth: "Don't worry about things, don't make trouble."

"Remember the best." The white-clothed girl looked at another taciturn junior sister and praised: "You see Junior sister Ling is much quieter than you."

"That's because Junior Sister Ling is practicing Bingxin Sword Art~www.wuxiaspot.com~ by nature." The Qingyi girl hummed.

Junior sister Ling put aside the tea bowl and said lightly: "That person is not a swordsman."

"Sister Ling how did you see it?" The Tsing Yi girl was surprised.

Junior sister Ling said bluntly: "The gesture of holding the sword is wrong."

The girl in Tsing Yi was surprised: "Is that spiritual tool really not that of the boy?"

"Whether it is or not has nothing to do with us, we have to hurry up after drinking it." The white-clothed girl urged.

"I know, Senior Sister." The girl in Tsing Yi cried strangely, and took a sip of the tea bowl.

Then the three women settled the bill and left the shop and went straight to the dock, preparing to charter a quick boat down the river.

"Huh? Sister, look at a lot of people over there!" The girl in Tsing Yi suddenly tugged her sleeve again, surprised: "Isn't this the boy in the ice drink shop just now? He seems to be arguing with someone!"