The world of swords and magic, the post-apocalyptic wasteland, the world of gods and demons, the interstellar world... From countless worlds, a random selection is made, and incidentally, a laborer...
Lin Zifeng didn't expect that this grand restaurant was actually a subsidiary of a large immortal sect, and it looked like a chain store.
No wonder! It can achieve such a scale, and some of it exceeds the level of this city. I see.
However, after listening for a long time, Lin Zifeng still didn't hear what this large sect was. Of course, he remembered the mark on the sect's clothing on the middle-aged man: a mark similar to a mountain range.
The other party probably didn’t mind his “impolite” behavior just now... Lin Zifeng thought about it and felt that the other party’s reaction didn’t seem like he would mind it.
It was his fault just now. He subconsciously checked the past. He should be more careful next time.
Lin Zifeng was thinking in his heart.
At this time, the waiter came up with a plate: "Sir! Your dishes are here! This is grilled lamb chops, this is flying dragon soup, this is pearl bamboo shoots, this is jade shrimp, and spiritual rice!"
The waiter brought the dishes one by one and took the orders.
Lin Zifeng looked at the dishes in front of him. The portions were very large. This amount would probably be enough for four or five ordinary people to share.
"Thank you!" Lin Zifeng nodded, then picked up the spiritual rice. The rice grains were distinct and gave off a faint fragrance that whetted one's appetite. It also contained a small amount of spiritual energy, which could help ordinary people strengthen their bodies even if they ate it.
In the long run, it is also very good.
No wonder there are so many "nobles" here, the magical rice alone is worth it.
The other dishes also contain pure spiritual energy. They are not big, but they are definitely very nutritious when eaten.
I have to say that the gap between people is huge.
Some people are born in Rome, while others are born as cattle and horses.
Even if they cannot repair the chains, there is a huge difference between a person who grew up eating these things and a person who cannot repair the chains and is just an ordinary person or even a "servant", in terms of knowledge, physical condition, skills and other aspects.
And from generation to generation, there is basically no possibility of change.
Some things, if you don't have them when you are born, you probably won't have them in this life.
Lin Zifeng just sighed slightly and then started to eat. He couldn't change anything about this thing, nor would he change it. This was the general environment of the world. Unless he could completely control the world, everything would be out of the question.
I took a bite of each dish and they all tasted really good, truly delicious! These chefs may all be "immortal chefs".
"Immortal chef" is an immortal chef, that is, an immortal who has already cultivated to be a chef. Generally speaking, they are outer disciples or people with no hope of promotion, but who have the talent and have some talent in cooking and will choose to be an immortal chef.
At least it's easy to find a job, there are rarely any troubles, and it's nice to live a good life. Anyway, there is no hope of climbing higher mountains.
Of course, we do not rule out the "hobby" of the big guys. This kind of food is basically something that only their own people can eat, or in special circumstances, or it can be customized.
Moreover, when an immortal chef reaches a certain level and has a certain level of ingredients, he also needs a powerful immortal chef, who is no worse than those "alchemists".
The only difference is that one is a pill, and the other is a medicinal meal or spiritual meal.
It took Lin Zifeng about an incense stick of time to finish his meal.
"Waiter! Check out!" Lin Zifeng raised his voice a little, and the waiter who was waiting on the side came over immediately: "Sir, please don't pay the bill. My master would like you to go upstairs and have a chat."
"Huh?" Lin Zifeng was stunned when he heard the waiter's words. His master...could it be the middle-aged man just now? That outer sect deacon?
"Is it the senior just now?" Lin Zifeng asked.
"Yes!" the waiter nodded in response.
"Then lead the way." Lin Zifeng thought about it and agreed. The other party invited him over for a chat, definitely not to cause trouble, probably because there was something he wanted to discuss with him.
Lin Zifeng was also a little curious. Why would an outer sect deacon of a large sect want to find a small Tianqiao realm cultivator like him?
Moreover, Lin Zifeng was wearing the uniform of the Xianhe Sect, which clearly showed that he was an "organized" person rather than a casual cultivator.
Forget it, don’t think too much about it, you’ll know when the time comes.
Even if the other party had bad intentions, he wouldn't be able to take him down in a short time.
Although he is in the early stage of Tianqiao, his own strength is not bad. After all, he is "cheating". In the past few days, he has accumulated more than 1200w source points.
If he can't do it himself, he can only ask someone else for help.
More than 1200w source points should be enough for Boss Clarissa to come here for a while, which is enough.
Moreover, his physical fitness has reached 849 and his mental strength has reached 82.
In terms of cultivation, his progress was also very rapid. During this period of time, he had been heading towards the middle stage of the Sky Bridge.
Lin Zifeng is confident.
The waiter led Lin Zifeng to a private room on the third floor.
"My parents are inside." said the waiter to Lin Zifeng.
"Yeah." Lin Zifeng nodded, then pushed open the door and walked in.
Sure enough, the first thing I saw was the middle-aged man I saw before sitting in the main seat.
"Fellow Taoist is here! Take a seat!" The middle-aged man said to Lin Zifeng with a smile. Seeing that Lin Zifeng sat down naturally, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"My name is Wang Ye. I'm the outer sect deacon of the Tianlan Sect and the branch deacon of Jinglan City." Wang Ye took the initiative to say to Lin Zifeng.
"Senior Wang! My name is Lin Zifeng, you can just call me Zifeng." Lin Zifeng smiled and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Do you know why I asked you to come here?" Wang Ye looked at Lin Zifeng and had some ideas in his mind. He said to Lin Zifeng with a smile.
"I don't know, but it's definitely not something he came to do to offend me unintentionally." Lin Zifeng said with a smile, and in his words he also defined the previous offense as unintentional.
"Hahaha~ You little rascal, I won't beat around the bush with you. I wonder what sect you are from?" Wang Ye asked.
"Xianhe Gate." Lin Zifeng replied.
"Xianhe Sect?" Wang Ye hesitated for a moment, his mind working rapidly, trying to find information about this sect.
Unfortunately, he didn't have any memory of it.