The young man from the Ganoderma Clan was stunned. Then, he was overjoyed. "Could it be that it's even better than 70?
Chef Ye, you're a businessman with a conscience! "
The young man from the Ganoderma Clan did not have much savings. Taking out 70 pieces of Heaven Realm Origin Crystals was like cutting off a piece of his flesh. Of course, it would be best if there was a better price.
"Our shop's fried rice cake is honest. The original price is 9,999. Now, we're offering a 10% discount to our customers. It's 999."
Ye Qing's words were calm, but it was like a clap of thunder, causing an uproar.
"Damn, why did the price increase? Didn't you say there's a discount?"
"F * ck, it was 700 yuan just now, how did it become 999 yuan now?
Is there a difference between the two types of fried rice cake? "
"Damn it, black-hearted businessman!
Absolutely black-hearted! "
The crowd was agitated. They could not accept it. A few seconds ago, the price was 700. Now, it had become 999. The price was raised!
"Black-Hearted, too black-hearted!
He actually raised the price. Everyone, let's boycott this black-hearted businessman. Don't buy it! "
The young man from the Ganoderma Clan who was at the front of the line raised his arms and shouted. He was determined not to buy it and still wanted to cause trouble.
Of course, his money was limited. He could not take out 999, so he could not afford it.
The crowd was agitated. However, unlike what the young man said, the crowd did not unite to boycott the black-hearted Ye Qing.
A rich tycoon immediately stepped out from the crowd and took out 1,000 pieces of Heaven Realm Origin Crystals. He said loudly, "Chef Ye, here's 1,000 pieces. Keep the change!"
Ye Qing smiled, picked up a piece of fried rice cake and handed it to the tycoon.
Ye Qing raised the price, but there were still people who were willing to buy it. After all, the effect of the fried rice cake was so good.
After selling one set of fried rice cake at 999, the next set of fried rice cake was even more popular. There were many experts of the older generation who were rich. It was not a problem to buy one.
Even the young masters of the Black Frost Ginseng and Ganoderma Lucidum clans wanted to buy fried rice cakes from Ye Qing.
Of course, Ye Qing was a very vengeful person. He did not care about them at all. It was impossible for them to buy fried rice cakes from him.
In the Hundred Flower Palace, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, the four elders, the three 10-star chefs, the deacons of the Hundred Flower Palace, and some wealthy disciples all got what they wanted.
Many cultivators ate the Fried Rice Cake on the spot, and their cultivation soared, breaking through to the next realm. They were full of praise for Ye Qing's cooking skills.
Although the price of 999 yuan was a little expensive, it didn't matter. After all, it was very effective.
The second pot of fried rice cake only cost about 60 yuan, and it was sold out very quickly.
Within the Hundred Flower Palace's main hall, the people strongly requested Ye Qing to make more fried rice cakes.
Under their strong requests and desires, Ye Qing had no choice but to nod and agree to continue making more.
However, Ye Qing had already used up all his ingredients. He glanced at the Grass Mud Horse beside him and winked at the Grass Mud Horse.
The Grass Mud Horse had been with Ye Qing for a long time. When it saw Ye Qing's expression, it knew that Ye Qing was planning something.
"Grass Mud Horse, go get me some ingredients," said Ye Qing with a smile.
He did not say those words through Divine Sense Voice Transmission. Instead, he said them out loud in front of everyone.
The onlookers did not feel anything strange. After all, the Grass Mud Horse was a horse. Wasn't it normal for it to pull things?
Others might not understand, but when the Grass Mud Horse heard Ye Qing's words, it immediately understood what Ye Qing meant.
Of course, he was not going to the market to get some ingredients, but …
Grass Mud Horse's figure flickered, and he slipped away like a wisp of smoke. He went to a secret place in the Hundred Flowers Palace to get some ingredients.
Inside the palace, Ah Kun observed Ye Qing's expression and instantly understood what he meant. He muttered, "Little Ye, you never seem to get tired of your tricks!
You're trying to scam people again! "
When Ye Qing heard this, he immediately turned around and glared at Ah Kun. "Cai Xukun, don't mess things up. Keep your voice down!"
Ye Qing and Ah Kun communicated telepathically. Ah Kun clamored that Ye Qing's scheme would be made public.
In the end, Ye Qing had no choice but to agree to give Ah Kun more fried rice cakes.
In the center of the main hall, Ye Qing's face was full of radiant smiles. It was as if he was a chef who had been praised by a customer and was in a good mood.
Ye Qing cleared his throat and said slowly, "Dear customers, please don't be anxious. I've run out of ingredients. My subordinates are pulling the ingredients. They should be ready soon."
The onlookers in the main hall all nodded hurriedly. Ye Qing had promised to continue frying rice cakes. That was a gift to them. Of course, they did not dare to rush him.
Some enthusiastic disciples of the Hundred Flower Palace even stepped forward and said, "Chef Ye, I know of a large market nearby. The quality of the ingredients sold there is very good. Do you want me to bring your subordinates there?"
"My family runs an ingredient market. Chef Ye, if you need any ingredients, just say the word and we will provide them to you for free!" another beautiful disciple of the Hundred Flower Palace said.
The onlookers were very interested in Ye Qing's search for ingredients. They wanted to win Ye Qing's favor.
However, Ye Qing waved his hand. He did not need them to provide ingredients. He had already sent the Grass Mud Horse out to pull some ingredients.
Most of the disciples present did not understand the meaning behind Ye Qing's words. Only Ah Kun knew Ye Qing's character. He had been with Ye Qing for a long time. He immediately laughed dryly and prepared to watch the big shots of the flower world suffer.
The Grass Mud Horse went out and returned to the main hall of the Hundred Flower Palace not long after.
In front of everyone's eyes, the Grass Mud Horse was holding a storage ring. Presumably, the ingredients prepared by the Grass Mud Horse were stored in it.
Ye Qing caught the storage ring that the Grass Mud Horse threw to him. His eyes lit up. He could smell a stench through the storage ring. He knew at a glance that it was the Grass Mud Horse's proud work.
After getting the storage ring, Ye Qing took out the ingredients from the storage ring. Suddenly, a nauseating stench spread out.
"Hmm?
What's going on? The ingredients that Chef Ye used seem to be different from before! "
"What a strong stench. Damn, what is Chef Ye trying to do?"
"This … Why does it smell like feces from the shape? It looks like feces!"
Everyone was inexplicably shocked. They thought that Ye Qing had asked his subordinates to prepare good quality ingredients.
However, the ingredients that Ye Qing took out looked very frightening. They looked like feces.
Hearing the questioning voices around him, Ye Qing's face darkened. He said unhurriedly, "What are you talking about?
I'm a chef with a conscience. How could I use feces to make delicacies?
To tell you the truth, this is rice milk. It's just that I added herbs and some durian!
If you don't believe me, you can smell it. It has the fragrance of herbs and a unique lingering smell. "
Ye Qing gave an explanation. However, the onlookers still found it hard to believe. After all, the stench was too strong.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Ye Qing began to make delicacies. The lard in the big iron wok was boiling.
Ye Qing put some green balls into the big iron wok. Not long after, a wonderful smell spread out.
During the process, Ye Qing took out some real rice milk and mixed it with herbs and spices to make a real fried rice cake.
The rice milk and the Grass Mud Horse's ingredients did not look very different. The only difference was the smell.
The Grass Mud Horse's ingredients had an obvious stench. However, it did not matter. Ye Qing took out a lot of durian and put it into the rice milk. Most people would not be able to tell the difference between the real fried rice cake and the fake fried rice cake. Only Ye Qing knew.