Chapter 1391: Real and fake fried rice cakes

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The young man from the Lingzhi family was stunned, and immediately showed a look of ecstasy: "Is it more favorable than seventy yuan? Chef Ye, you are really a businessman of conscience!"
The youngsters of the Lingzhi family don't have a lot of savings, and they took out 70 pieces of the best Celestial Crystals, and they all felt that they could be more favorable as if they had cut a piece of meat. Of course it would be the best.
"The fried rice cakes in our shop are not deceived. The original price is 9,999. Now, it is 999 for the majority of customers at a discount."
Ye Qing said calmly, but it was like a thunder on the ground, causing an uproar in the audience.
"I'll go, why did the price increase? Didn't you mean a discount?"
"Damn, just now it was still seven hundred yuan, why is it now nine hundred and ninety-nine? Is there any difference between the two kinds of fried rice cakes?"
"Wori, black-hearted businessman! Absolutely black-hearted!"
The melon-eating crowds were agitated, and it was simply unacceptable. A few seconds ago, the price was still seven hundred yuan, but now it has become nine hundred and ninety-nine, and the price starts!
"Black-hearted, too black-hearted! Even sit on the floor and raise the price. Let's boycott the black-hearted merchants, don't buy!"
The young man from the Lingzhi family at the top of the line raised his arms and shouted, determined not to buy, and wanted to do something.
Of course, his money is limited, he can't afford 999, so he can't afford it.
The sentiment was exciting, but, unlike what the young man said, the melon-eaters did not unite to resist the black-hearted Ye Qing.
A wealthy tycoon immediately went out from the crowd, took out a thousand pieces of the best Celestial Crystal, and said loudly: "Chef Ye, here is one thousand yuan, you don't need to look for the extra one!"
Ye Qing smiled, picked up a piece of fried rice cake and handed it to the other party.
Sitting on the floor and starting the price, some people are willing to buy it. Who makes Ye Qing's fried rice cakes so effective.
At a price of nine hundred and ninety-nine, after selling one piece, the next fried rice cakes will sell even better. There are many older generations of powerhouses who have strong financial resources, so buying one piece is not a problem.
Even the young masters of the Moshuang Ginseng and Lingzhi clan wanted to buy fried rice cakes in Ye Qing's hands.
Of course, Ye Qing held a lot of grudges and ignored them at all. He wanted to buy fried rice cakes in his hands. That was impossible.
In the Hundred Flower Palace, the four elders of Meilan Zhuju and three 10-star chefs, including the deacon and some wealthy disciples of Hundred Flower Palace, all got their wish and bought fried rice cakes.
Many warriors ate fried rice cakes on the spot, and their cultivation soared, breaking through the realm, and they were full of praise for Ye Qing's cooking skills.
Although the price of nine hundred and ninety-nine is a bit more expensive, it does not matter, after all, the effect is significant.
The second pot of fried rice cakes, only more than 60 pieces, was sold out soon.
In the main hall of the Baihua Palace, people strongly demanded that Ye Qing make more fried rice cakes.
Under people's strong demand and strong desire, Ye Qing had no choice but to nod and promised to continue making.
However, Ye Qing ran out of ingredients. He glanced at the grass mud horse beside him and blinked at the grass mud horse.
Cao Ni Ma has been with Ye Qing for a long time, observing his words and expressions, and by looking at Ye Qing's face, he knows what Ye Qing's intentions are.
"Grass mud horse, go and bring me some ingredients." Ye Qing said with a smile.
His words were not divinely transmitted, but spoken out in front of everyone.
The melon-eating people at the scene did not feel any abnormality. You know, as a horse, is it not normal for a horse to pull things?
Others may not understand, but when Cao Ni Ma heard Ye Qing's words, he immediately understood what Ye Qing meant.
Pulling some ingredients, of course, is not to drag the goods in the market, but...
The grass mud horse moved out and went out, preparing to pull some ingredients in the normally hidden place in the Hundred Flowers Palace.
In the palace, Akun watched his words and thoughts, and instantly understood Ye Qing's meaning, and muttered: "Little Ye Zi, your routine seems to never get tired of playing! I want to cheat people again!"
When Ye Qing heard the words, he turned around and glared at A Kun: "Cai Xukun, don't do anything bad, speak quietly!"
Ye Qing communicated with A Kun's spirit, and A Kun yelled to expose Ye Qing's tricks to the public.
In the end, Ye Qing had no choice but to agree to give A Kun more fried rice cakes.
In the center of the main hall, Ye Qing's bright smile is full of spring breeze. It looks like the chef is praised by customers and then shows a good mood.
Ye Qing cleared his throat and slowly said, "Dear customers and friends, don't worry, I ran out of ingredients, and my staff is pulling the ingredients. It should be ready soon."
The melon-eating people in the hall nodded quickly. Ye Qing promised to continue frying rice cakes. That was a gift to them. Of course they didn't dare to urge.
Some of the enthusiastic disciples of Baihua Palace also stood up and said, "Chef Ye, I know that there is a large market nearby, and the ingredients sold in it are of very good quality. Would you like me to take your men over?"
"My house is where the food market is opened. Chef Ye, just say what you need, and they will be provided to you for free!" said another beautiful disciple from Baihua Palace.
The melon-eating people present were very concerned about Ye Qing's search for ingredients, and wanted to win Ye Qing's favor.
However, Ye Qing waved his hand, he didn't need them to provide food at all. He had already sent a grass mud horse out and pulled some food.
Most of the disciples present did not understand the meaning of Ye Qing's words. Only A Kun, who had been with Ye Qing for a long time, knew Ye Qing's urinary sex, suddenly laughed, holding an attitude of watching a good show, and prepared to see the flower world Those big guys are crippled.
The grass mud horse went out and returned to the main hall of the Hundred Flower Palace not long after.
In the sight of people, the grass mud horse is holding a storage ring, presumably there are ingredients prepared by the grass mud horse.
Ye Qing caught the storage ring thrown by the grass mud horse, his eyes lit up, and he could smell a stink through the storage ring, and he knew that it was the proud work of the grass mud horse.
After getting the storage ring, Ye Qing thought about it and took out the ingredients in the storage ring. Suddenly, a disgusting smell passed out.
"Huh? What's the matter, the ingredients that Chef Ye uses are not the same as before!"
"It's so strong, let me go, what exactly does Chef Ye want to do?"
"This... how to look at the shape and smell, it seems to be feces!"
People were shocked and inexplicable, thinking that Ye Qing asked his subordinates to prepare good quality ingredients.
However, the ingredients Ye Qing brought out looked very scary, and looked like feces.
Listening to the doubts around, Ye Qing's face sank, and he said in a hurry, "What are you talking about? I am a conscientious chef. How can I make food with excrement? I told you the truth. This is rice milk, just added with grass spices, and some durians! If you don’t believe it, you can smell it. It has the fragrance of grass and the unique taste of nostalgia."
Ye Qing gave an explanation, but the people who were eating melons were still a little unbelievable, after all, the smell was too strong.
Amidst people's shocked eyes, Ye Qing began to make delicious food. In the big iron pot, the lard was boiling.
Ye Qing put some green into the big iron pan, and after a while, a strange smell came out.
In the process, Ye Qing also took out some real rice milk and mixed it with grass spices to make real fried rice cakes.
The ingredients provided by the rice milk and the grass mud horse do not seem to be much different. The only difference is the smell.
The ingredients provided by the grass mud horse have an obvious smell, but it is a matter of course that Ye Qing made a lot of durians and put them in the rice milk. The difference between the real and fake fried rice cakes is really invisible to most people, only Ye Qing knows. Bright.
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