625 Let Go of Sis Nethery! (1/2)

The system's serious voice resounded, leaving Bu Fang in a daze.

He stopped walking and furrowed his brows.

”Temporary mission: within one month, find two apprentices. Mission reward: a fragment of the God of Cooking Set.”

The system had given him another mission. It had been a while since he completed the last mission so Bu Fang was startled when he was assigned another one on this day.

Find apprentices?

Bu Fang rubbed his smooth chin, and the corners of his lips curled upward. He recalled that the system had given him a similar mission when he was still at the Imperial Capital of the Light Wind Empire. The reappearance of this mission meant the business at Cloud Mist Restaurant had been on the right track, and it was now time for him to leave.

He understood clearly that if he sought to improve his competence, only practicing would not help him much. He needed more revenue. He needed a large number of crystals to increase his power.

Only Fang Fang's Little Store in the Light Wind Empire was not enough, by itself, to help him grow stronger. Although he now had Cloud Mist Restaurant in Heavenly Mist City to supplement Fang Fang's, Bu Fang could still feel that his cultivation was advancing too slowly.

After all, higher competence required a higher turnover. Naturally, Bu Fang could also continue to complete the system's missions in order to collect vitality and convert the reward so as to reduce the required overturn.

This could help him increase his cultivation base pretty fast.

No matter what, if Bu Fang wished to improve his cultivation fast, the revenue he earned would play a big role. Because of this, he understood clearly that he would definitely need to have more branches in the future.

With many branches in operation, his cultivation base would increase at a steady but fast pace.

After acknowledging the system's mission, Bu Fang went to the kitchen. As he walked over to his stove, green smoke curled around his hand, and the Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared in it. With the glinting knife, Bu Fang began to process his ingredients.

However, he first took some time to practice his knife techniques. Practicing the Overlord Thirteen Blades daily was of vital importance. The layers of blades it produced created a very formidable attack.

Previously, when Bu Fang used the Gourmet Array and the Overlord Thirteen Blades, he was able to resist a Divine Soul Realm expert, even though he himself had only broken the first shackle of the Divine Physique Echelon Realm.

Divine Soul Realm experts and the Divine Physique Echelon Realm experts had different qualities.

A flip of the hand was all it would take for a true Divine Soul Realm expert to subdue a Divine Physique Echelon expert.

Furthermore, Divine Soul Realm experts cultivated the soul ladder. In each step of the ladder they could achieve, they would gain a whole new world!

Clatter!

Bu Fang's arm only seemed to move slightly, but all the ingredients below his knife were cleanly chopped into small pieces.

His knife moved, and the minced ingredients soared into the air, falling directly into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, which he had taken out earlier.

Oil splashed out from the pot, and soon, the smell of cooking oil filled the air.

The true energy in Bu Fang's body surged and entered the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, after which he began to rapidly stir-fry the contents within.

Swoosh!

Blazing hot flames occasionally surged to the ceiling with so much force that one would think that it was about to push the roof off the restaurant.

He tipped the wok, pouring the food into a blue-and-white porcelain bowl. A cloud of steam and a pleasant aroma filled the air.

Bu Fang quick-boiled the pot. After that, he poured a fragrant cooking wine into the food, and a fragrant aroma instantly filled the kitchen. The bowl of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs was finally completed.

He used ingredients of better quality than usual to prepare this bowl of Sweet 'n' Sour Rib. This made the spiritual energy in the dish reach an incomparable level. After making the dish, Bu Fang did not leave the kitchen.

Instead, he began to cook another dish.

After stirring the well-marinated Dragon Blood Rice, he began to fry it in the Black Turtle Constellation Wok. This caused the red-colored Dragon Blood Rice to rise like tidal waves.

Steam gushed out of the wok, and the aroma emanating from the food filled the kitchen.

Eventually, the food was poured into another blue-and-white porcelain tray, filling it completely. After that, Bu Fang put some more into another small bowl for Eighty.

When Bu Fang brought the dishes out of the kitchen, he saw Yang Meiji sitting in the restaurant.

The restaurant was closed at that moment, though.

After cooking, Bu Fang decided to rest. Many things had happened that day. Heavenly Mist City needed time to calm down. The interior of the restaurant was filled with a variety of rich aroma.

Yang Meiji could not help squinting and gulping a mouthful of saliva.

”It smells so good,” Yang Meiji's murmured as she gazed at the dishes in Bu Fang's hands with starry eyes. She knew that Bu Fang's food had always smelled delicious. However, while in the restaurant, she had always exercised restraint by reminding herself that she was doing the alchemic stuff... She was always practicing her alchemy skills...

She hated herself for being too weak. Her grasp of refinement was too low, so she couldn't help Heavenly Mist City. And when the enemy finally arrived, she was bursting with spirit, but she was powerless to do anything.

Now that the enemy had gone, Yang Meiji could only feel relieved.

When she smelled the fragrant aroma, she felt somewhat hungry.

”Blacky, here's your Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, and Nethery, here's your Dragon Blood Rice,” Bu Fang said, serving the dishes to the Netherworld woman and the plump dog; both were already seated at a table.

Eighty stomped its feet hard and clucked vigorously.