Chapter 16: Streaking in the Imperial Capital This Year. Running

Zhao Ruge is actually a very low-key person. He never says that he is the son of Zuo Xiang, because he does not want to grow up under the shadow of his father.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Ruge is not a playboy like Sun Qixiang, because he is an ideal person. He hopes that one day, when people mention him Zhao Ruge, the first thing that comes to mind is himself, not his identity as the son of the left minister.

Therefore, Zhao Ruge learned martial arts at the age of five, read poetry and books at the age of nine, and read hundreds of classics at the age of fifteen. If he wants to become the person who strategizes, he must have enough matching knowledge and insight.

Although Zhao Ruge hasn't done anything amazing in recent years, his efforts have not been in vain. At least in the capital, many people are still a little afraid of Zhao Ruge's name.

Fatty Jin is one of them. As a rich man who owns an entire Yuanjing mine, he cannot avoid dealing with high officials of the imperial court, so he knows more things than others. Zhao Ruge set up a trap to kill a sect. He also knows a lot about the fifth-grade war king.

This son is ruthless, thoughtful, and will never give up until he achieves his goals. He is quite heroic.

"Since Young Master Zhao wants to order food first, let Young Master Zhao go first." Fatty Jin raised his head while eating, and said that he didn't want his brothers to have a conflict with a sinister kid like Zhao Ruge, otherwise he would not be killed at any time. Know.

A few fat men had to back away angrily.

Zhao Ruge was very satisfied with the reaction of the group, glanced at them contemptuously, and sneered proudly.

Bu Fang has been looking at them indifferently, without speaking, and he is too lazy to speak.

Finally, Zhao Ruge's eyes fell on him again, and he said in a sullen manner: "Why don't you cook for me? What are you doing there?"

Bu Fang was expressionless and said indifferently: "The rules of this small shop: food is not allowed to take out, each person is only allowed to order one piece of each dish, no trouble, no jumping in the queue, the business hours are three hours."

"You want to emphasize that you are not allowed to jump in the queue, right?" Zhao Ruge chuckled lightly and didn't care about it. It's just a small shop in a corner, and it has come up with so many rules. The rules are made by people and used to break. .

Bu Fang frowned and said solemnly: "No, what I want to emphasize is that no trouble is allowed, no queue jumping is allowed, and... the business hours are three hours, and now there is only half an hour left."

"Just go and cook if you are told to cook. It's just a cook, where is all the nonsense coming from! This young master is eating here for your face, don't be shameless." Zhao Ruge was too lazy to listen to Bu Fang's nonsense, his face turned cold and angry. Booming, he kicked a fat man next to him, causing him to give up his position.

Another idiot who offended the future chef.

Bu Fang remained expressionless, "Those who break the rules will be blacklisted in the store and will never provide services, so please queue up in order."

After Bu Fang finished speaking, he entered the kitchen, ignoring Zhao Ruge who slapped the table angrily behind him.

After a while, an egg fried rice was completed, and Bu Fang brought it out and placed it directly in front of a fat man, ignoring Zhao Ruge, who was pale.

Another egg fried rice was completed, but it was still not for Zhao Ruge.

After cooking seven egg fried rice in a row, the strong aroma enveloped the entire shop, as if the shop was transformed into a sea of ​​aromas. Zhao Ruge, who was in it, lived like a year, and his belly roared constantly. .

"What the hell are you doing! Isn't my egg fried rice ready yet?!" Zhao Ruge had endured it for a long time, and he finally couldn't help it.

Bu Fang glanced at him lightly and said, "There are still three servings of dry noodles, and three servings of stir-fried vegetables before your egg fried rice."

Zhao Ruge took a deep breath, the raging anger in his chest burned, his hair was windless, and a ray of brilliance flowed on his skin.

"I really don't know who gave you the courage to be a cook, dare to offend me Zhao Ruge?" Zhao Ruge's eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

The whole person exudes a terrible aura.

Zhao Ruge's cultivation level has reached the third-grade war madness, and he is also ranked among the younger generation in the imperial capital. Although he is much worse than the evildoers such as Xiao Yanyu of the Xiao family and Yang Chen, the small town's state marquis, he is still comparable to the dudes like Sun Qixiang. Very naughty.

"Are you going to do it in the shop?"

Bu Fang was not frightened by the other party at all. Although Zhao Ruge's aura was very strong, it did not affect him in the slightest.

"What if I smashed your store?" Zhao Ruge sneered, he stretched out his palm, and a burst of true energy flowed in his palm.

"Before you came, more than 100 people came to smash the store, and then they all ran back naked. You also want to run naked?" Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.

Zhao Ruge froze for a moment, and then smiled disdainfully: "Don't compare me, Zhao Ruge, with that group of trash, if you beg for mercy now, go and cook me an egg fried rice immediately, and I will spare you, otherwise...you The store doesn't need to be opened any more."

"And three dry noodles and three fried vegetables."

"court death!"

Zhao Ruge was really angry, he stepped forward, the real energy in his hand was gushing out, and he was grabbing towards Bu Fang. He was confident that a mortal person would definitely not be able to avoid his attack.

Bu Fang calmly stood on the spot, looking at Zhao Ruge who was constantly approaching. Before anyone arrived, the wind whistled with his palms, blowing his black and slender hair.

Fatty Jin squinted his eyes, and his aura changed suddenly. His toes touched a little, and he floated up as light as a swallow. He wanted to stop Zhao Ruge.

"Xiao Bai." Bu Fang whispered.

Fatty Jin's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a white metal puppet standing in front of him.

Zhao Ruge's palm slapped the metal puppet fiercely, but there was no movement at all.

Zhao Ruge was stunned, and Fatty Jin was also stunned.

"The troublemaker, take off your clothes to show the public!"

Xiao Bai's metallic eyes flickered for a while, and then Zhao Ruge and Fatty Jin flashed before their eyes, and they felt as if they were flying through the clouds.

"boom!"

Zhao Ruge was thrown out of the shop first, and he fell and gnawed on the mud. He felt a chill on his body, and found that all his clothes were gone, only a pair of shame-covering trousers remained.

Zhao Ruge raised his head angrily and looked at the shop, but his face soon showed panic, because he saw a lump... Bai Huahua's fat flew out of the shop and was heading towards him Wriggling smashed.

"Boom!" The whole ground shook slightly.

Fatty Jin felt that he was really beeping a dog, he really didn't want to make trouble, he just wanted to do a favor.

When he landed heavily, the fat man felt that something was pressing under him, twisted his body, and suddenly a frantic voice came from below, and he hurriedly got up.

Zhao Ruge had nosebleeds, and his delicate and handsome face became a little distorted.

Bu Fang crossed his chest with his arms and walked to the door of the small shop. Behind him was Xiao Bai with a metallic sheen.

"Today's business hours are over. Come back tomorrow. Please pay for the Yuanjing and gold coins first. There are 31 Yuanjings and 800 gold coins in total."

Bu Fang said indifferently, and glanced at a fat man.

The fat man shivered all over, and hurriedly paid, and then a group of people walked out of the shop.

Zhao Ruge's face was full of shame and anger, and when he got up, he said a cruel word and left in a hurry.

However, looking at the back of the white flower, the deterrent power of the cruel words is basically equal to zero.

"Haha! You have a personality in this small shop, and we brothers will come again tomorrow!" Fatty Jin reminisced about the delicious egg fried rice, laughed loudly, and walked away with his fat brothers struttingly shivering.

The big black dog lying at the door snorted, rolled its eyes, and continued to sleep.

Bu Fang glanced at the backs of the group of fat men, and closed the door of the store with a blank expression. It is open for business today, and it is over.

After returning to the room, Bu Fang calculated the completion of the task. In seven days, he made a profit of 100 yuan crystal and a profit of 1,000 gold coins. The task of this gold coin has been completed, and Yuanjing is still about 50 pieces, which is five enhanced version of egg fried rice.

"But it should be soon, if those fat guys come tomorrow." Bu Fang murmured.

...

"Huh? Isn't that Zhao Ruge, the son of the Zuo Prime Minister? He also learned to run naked? That ass is really white!" The aunt who sold vegetables muttered.

"As expected of the son of the Zuo Prime Minister, Bai Huahua's butt is better than the big girl's!" the big brother who sold the sesame cake shouted.

"Naked running is very popular recently in the Imperial City? How about we go for a run another day?"

...

"Fangfang Xiaodian! I won't be called Zhao Ruge if I don't screw you up!" Zhao Ruge, who was covering his body with a vegetable basket, roared with tears in his eyes.

ps: Book Friends Group: 550248234, everyone is welcome to join the group. Ask for a recommendation ticket~

UU Reading Books welcomes all book lovers to come and read, the latest, fastest and most popular serial works are all in UU Reading Books! Mobile users, please read.