"This is it, young master, please wait for a moment, I will go and make arrangements for you."
He led Ji Zilong into a private room with fairly good decoration, and the guy was about to leave.
"Wait a moment" However, as soon as he walked out of the door, Ji Zilong's penetrating voice came over, so that everyone in the restaurant heard it.
"Shiguo, I want to eat Shiguo, hurry up, I'm hungry."
Ji Zilong shouted at the top of his voice.
The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything more.
He turned around and responded respectfully to Ji Zilong, then turned and went downstairs.
When he reached the deserted corner of the restaurant, he suddenly stopped.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"I'm just wondering why this guy is so strong.
It turns out to be the little ancestor Ji Zilong.
Things are going to be serious this time."
He said to himself.
At this moment, the guy just wanted to tell the master about this matter quickly.
If it was too late, he would just I'm afraid something will happen.
The reason why he recognized Ji Zilong was naturally because he had guessed in his heart from the beginning of the meeting.
After all, in the tomb of the Spirit King, Ji Zilong was the only one who was so powerful at the age of sixteen.
The waiter left, but the diners in the store were talking about it.
"This idiot actually wants to eat ten pots of soup.
Doesn't he know how much these seven precious soups are worth?"
"I'm afraid that his life is not long.
Although Qizhenling King doesn't like killing, he will never forgive people who eat delicious food but can't pay for it.
After all, this is simply devaluing the value of delicious food."
"Any one pot of the Seven Treasures Soup requires countless efforts and energy.
To a mortal, it is simply a priceless treasure.
To a spiritual practitioner, this pot of delicious food cannot be found even if it is a mid-grade high-grade elixir.
This pot of delicious food has to be valuable.”
"Isn't this guy having a problem with this little beggar?
Knowing that he can't afford it, he still feeds him.
Isn't this treating the little beggar to death?"
The crowd was talking a lot, seeming to have predicted Ji Zilong's ending.
In the corner of the room, the person who had recommended Ji Zilong to come here had a look of remorse on his face.
Originally he just wanted to tease Ji Zilong and let him taste what it would be like to be chased away in public.
Now it seems that his impulsive prank, But it cost this young man his life.
"Zilong, I'm afraid that guy has recognized your identity."
Jun Tong said.
"Don't be afraid.
Sooner or later, we will have to fight these people anyway.
Just see through them.
The most urgent thing right now is to have a good meal first."
Ji Zilong clicked his tongue, stroking his belly while looking forward to it.
For a moment, suddenly, a strong fragrance wafted from the back kitchen of the restaurant, and then they saw ten beautiful women, each with a pot of delicious food in their hands, ascending to the second floor one after another, and walked into Ji Zilong's room.
"The pot is actually boiling so quickly."
People were shocked.
However, the next scene left them speechless.
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They saw the Qizhen Spirit King actually walking out of the back kitchen.
With a gloomy look on his face, he hurriedly followed him into Ji Zilong's room.
"It's over, it's over, this boy is dead."
People exclaimed.
"Qizhenlingwang went there in person, I'm afraid this young man will die miserably."
A group of people discussed in lowered voices.
However, they were afraid of Qizhen Spirit King's reputation and did not dare to go upstairs to eavesdrop.
They had to sit in their seats and nervously watch Ji Zilong's closed door.
"There has been no movement for so long.
I'm afraid this young man has been killed."
Someone whispered.
"I can't tell, maybe he is kneeling down to beg for mercy right now."
One person speculated.
But in the room at this moment, Ji Zilong was eating with a happy face.
Jun Tong, who had lost his legs, was also beside Ji Zilong, tasting gracefully.
Behind the two of them, they saw the ten delicate and pretty women standing quietly, each with a nervous expression.
Opposite Ji Zilong, the Qizhen Spirit King was sitting upright.
At this moment, he was even more nervous than those women, with cold sweat on his forehead.
It kept falling down.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Zilong slurped down the nine pots of Seven Treasures Soup, leaving the remaining pot for Jun Tong, who was much slower.
"Hiccup" Ji Zilong, who was still unfinished, burped, and then raised his head to look at Qizhen Spirit King.
But the person in front of him was a fat, middle-aged man with a greasy face and sparse beard.
His whole body seemed to always exude the fragrance of food.
"You did it," Ji Zilong shouted.
"It's my craftsmanship.
I wonder if you are satisfied with this treasure soup?"
Qizhen Spirit King looked serious.
The two people's voices were loud, and the people downstairs could hear them clearly.
"Damn it, isn't it said that this young man has been killed?"
Someone was dissatisfied and cursed all those who just said that Ji Zilong had been killed.
"Stop talking, keep listening."
Someone complained dissatisfied.
"In general, compared to ordinary people, your Seven Treasure Soup is indeed a bit advanced, but compared to some masters who are immersed in this art, your delicacy is not even a beginner."
Ji Zilong said.
As soon as these words came out, the people downstairs immediately broke into a cold sweat.
"I really don't know how high the heavens are.
This Seven Treasures Soup is a unique delicacy that the Seven Treasures Spirit King has spent twenty years researching and developing.
He dares to utter such arrogant words, saying that this is not even an introduction to what he is."
Immediately some people downstairs became angry and began to accuse Ji Zilong of talking nonsense and being too ignorant.
Even the private rooms upstairs, which had been silent all this time, opened their doors one after another, and bursts of disdainful sneers came from them.
"Then do you have a better way to prepare the formula?"
However, Qizhenlingwang had a serious look on his face.
Ji Zilong never joked about food, and King Qizhenling also knew that Ji Zilong had a certain knowledge about eating.
At this moment, he looked respectful, as if he was humbly asking for advice from Ji Zilong.
"Seeing that you respect these delicacies, I will reluctantly give you some advice."
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Ji Zilong said, originally not wanting to do this.
But after he ate the Seven Treasures Soup, he really felt that King Qizhen was wasting the ingredients, so he decided to give him some pointers to maximize the value of these delicacies.
"That makes no sense."
However, before Ji Zilong could give him any advice, an angry shout came from outside the room, and then he saw someone kicking the door open.
A young man walked in with an angry expression.
He said angrily: "Who do you think you are?
The Qizhenling King's Seven Treasures Soup is the most delicious soup in the world.
What qualifications do you have to point fingers at me?
If you know anything about it, get out of here."
If not, I’ll tear your stinking mouth apart.”
The young man complained, and boos immediately came from downstairs, and people began to look forward to a good show
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