Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

The canteen was calm and calm.

Uncle Jiu touched the cold sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally passed it!"

This night was so exciting, Jiu Shu still felt his heart "puff and puff" and he took a few deep breaths to stabilize his mind.

Uncle Jiu sat down on the chair calmly, and now he has no doubt about what Zhou Xuan said.

This small restaurant named "Late Night Canteen" is indeed-located in another world!

The grievances of the non-eating ghosts dissipated, and the passage of hell was opened, attracting the arrest of the soul chain. Jiu Shu clearly perceives that the soul chain is completely controlled by the -underworld rule.

It stands to reason that the soul chain is the magic weapon for catching the ghosts and dead souls in the underworld, and it is usually in the hands of the bull's head and horse face, black and white impermanence.

The ghosts such as No Eating Ghosts caused the rule of the underworld to stare, and there would be a bull's head and horse face to detain them in the underworld.

However, there is no underworld manager in this world of hell, and there is no underworld, which is very different from his own world.

"Boss Zhou, how did you do it, a fried bun can make a bloodthirsty ghost get lost?" Uncle Ji asked curiously.

He has never seen such a magical Taoism.

Zhou Xuan smiled and threw a golden steamed bun, and said, "Try it, the secret lies in this steamed bun."

Uncle Jiu grabbed the oncoming bun, and as soon as he started, the bun giggled and laughed.

Although he was prepared in his heart, Uncle Jiu was taken aback. He resisted the urge to throw the bun out and bit down with great perseverance.

Click!

The golden bun skin is still crispy, because it has been placed for a while, the gravy in the vermicelli has leaked out, and it is fully absorbed by the dried beef cubes. The original Q-bomb beef becomes soft and tender, and the fragrant meat flavor is in the mouth. Broke out.

Bang!

Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the bite-opened gap in the steamed bun. Jiu Shu blinked his eyes in horror, thinking that his eyes were dazzled. Upon closer inspection, it was greasy flowing from the vermicelli. Gravy.

"Is it the glow caused by the reflection of oily flowers?"

Uncle Jiu couldn't understand, but he was quickly diverted by the delicious steamed buns.

At this moment, Jiu Shu suddenly remembered his childhood.

Under the influence of his mind, Jiu Shu showed a strange and familiar picture in front of his eyes.

A huge buffalo is walking leisurely on a country road. A child on the broad cow's back is holding the just-picked lotus plant in his hand, peeling off the skin and sending lotus seeds into the mouth.

The lotus seeds have a crisp taste, but the taste always has a kind of beef flavor.

Moo~

The buffalo roared, and the illusion in front of Jiu Shu's eyes shattered.

"Hahaha~"

A smile bloomed on Jiu Shu's poorly expressive face. He remembered every happy thing when he was a child. He was in a happy mood. He even forgot the fear of facing the ghostless just now.

"That's it, this bun can evoke happy things in people's memory!"

Uncle Ji sighed, then swallowed the buns in his hand in two or three mouthfuls, then grabbed a few more buns and chewed.

After eating eight buns in a row, Jiu Shu was content to cover his mouth and belch.

"Boss Zhou, how much is this bun?"

"How much do you think it is worth?"

Uncle Jiu was asked, ordinary fried buns, one silver dollar can buy twenty, or the kind of big buns stuffed with meat.

But this will laugh, how can the buns that bring joy to people compare with the ordinary big meat buns?

How can we measure its value with pure money?

"If this steamed bun is placed with us, I am afraid that a rich man would spend ten silver dollars and a hundred silver dollars to taste a steamed bun."

The honest Jiu Shu did not conceal Huang Jin's evaluation of Baozi's laughter in his own mind.

Zhou Xuan suddenly took out the previously printed menu, pointed to more than a dozen dishes already on it, and said: "These are all the dishes in this restaurant, and each dish has its own unique effect."

"This dish", Zhou Xuan pointed to the picture of golden fried rice and introduced: "This golden fried rice is just the 800-odd ghosts in the ghost-free ghost realm that I used just now. This dish contains bright and mighty power. It can dispel all negative energies and has strong restraint against evil things such as demons and ghosts."

Uncle Jiu's heart was surging with turbulent waves, and Zhou Xuan stood in the middle of the bloody ghost realm again, surrounded by creeping ghosts. He swayed golden rice grains to reduce the ghosts.

For a while, the idea that he might as well transfer to a cooking class arose in his mind.

As soon as this thought came out, Jiu Shu was alert and hurriedly removed this thought. Because it almost evoked his demons.

But Jiu Shu is a determined man after all, and he quickly resolved this risk.

Then Zhou Xuan pointed to the picture of the reincarnated spring roll and said: "This reincarnated spring roll has the effect of healing injuries and diseases. There was a regular customer in our store who was a monster with a heart loss, and he regrown after eating this reincarnated spring roll. A heart."

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"That's okay?" Uncle Ji felt like he was listening to the tales of the universe, but he then concealed the expression of astonishment on his face, staring at Zhou Xuan and asked: "Boss Zhou, what are you talking about with me?"

Zhou Xuan explained: "The reason I say so much is just to tell Jiu Shu that the late night canteen is a very magical place. As I said before, this will be your opportunity."

Uncle Nine was silent. Zhou Xuan was right. Facing these miraculous dishes, he was moved.

"So what do I have to pay?"

Zhou Xuan has been laying the groundwork for so long, and naturally it is not for money. He smiled and said: "The value of these dishes in this restaurant is not measurable by ordinary things, so..."

Zhou Xuan looked up at the bloody rune on Jiu Shu's forehead, and said: "Jiu Shu, the Dao skills you master are very different from the Dao skills in my world."

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"I live in the world. If you want to become a Taoist priest, you must have spiritual roots in order to practice..."

Zhou Xuan briefly told Jiu Shu about the monks in this world, and he sighed again and again.

"Unexpectedly, the cultivation conditions in this world are so peculiar, far different from ours, and the cultivation method is also different. The Taoist priests here rely more on their own strength, and the Taoist priests here use the power of heaven and earth."

"Moreover, in our case, monasticism emphasizes aptitude and character..."

"Then Uncle Jiu, what do you think of my aptitude and character?"

Zhou Xuan looked at Jiu Shu with bright eyes, and the latter understood instantly.

"Do you want to practice Taoism in our place?"

"Yes, I hope Jiu Shu will be perfect," Zhou Xuan asked sincerely.

Jiu Shu pondered for a moment, and said: "This is not impossible, but I just said that the two worlds you and I are in, the Taoist system is not the same."

"The Taoist priests of our world are good at borrowing the power of heaven and earth, and the power of heaven and earth is in the hands of gods who have priesthood."

"So many of our spells and scriptures are related to various gods, and although there are gods in your world, you lack a complete priesthood system, there is no corresponding god, and the spells are useless at all."

However, Zhou Xuan is determined to learn Taoism with Jiu Shu, there is no god in this world? Then he can make gods!

Jiu Shu agreed, "If that's the case, then I will come here every night to teach you some Taoism."

"Actually, I can go to the world where Jiushu you are," Zhou Xuan laughed. It has been exactly a week since the return of One Piece World. righteous.

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