"It's all right. Let's go." See that the matter has ended, Luochuan said to the demon Ziyan beside him.

Well, there's nothing to see.

It's better to stay in the store. Luochuan thought of it.

"Well." Demon Ziyan nodded and left side by side with Luochuan.

In front of the people, one after another to dodge to give way.

Two people's back, more and more far away.

"How are you doing?" Chen Yiyi poked the step to leave the song, so asked.

"Don't worry." Step away from the song's face, with everything in the master of the expression, "from the beginning to now, I have a perfect record down!"

"Me too!" Jiang Shengjun also said.

Ji Wuren and others heard this, and they all laughed with understanding

The streets of Jiuyao city are bustling and bustling.

Luochuan and demon Ziyan walk on the road, attracting many people's attention.

Some people seem to recognize the identity of the two people, the expression becomes surprised.

Then some people ask questions, and those who know explain.

So repeatedly

"It's so lively." The demon purple smoke looked around and sighed.

"Well." Luochuan nodded, then his pace suddenly slowed down, a familiar building appeared in the sight.

Demon Ziyan noticed the abnormality of Luochuan and looked along the direction he looked, and the Phoenix Tower appeared in the field of vision.

"Phoenix Tower." Demon purple smoke smile, "in recent days, those chefs have not come to the origin of the mall."

Luochuan continued to nod.

He didn't care a bit about it.

Fengxianlou is located on the road that the two people must pass.

After approaching, Luochuan found that, although it is not the meal point, the business of Fengxian building is surprisingly good.

Think of it, chefs in the origin of the mall to learn a lot of knowledge.

Zuo Wanjin is sitting at the door of the Fengxian building, enjoying the flow of people in the street.

Every customer who enters Fengxian building will respectfully say "left building owner".

Zuo Wanjin enjoyed the feeling.

Then, he faintly saw two familiar figures.

Illusion?

This idea suddenly appeared in Zuo Wanjin's heart.

Then, the two gradually approached.

Mom, it's really the boss and the shop assistant.

Zuo Wanjin immediately bounced up, and the specially made reclining chair under him gave out a burst of sour "creaking" sound.

"Boss." Zuo Wanjin's expression is respectful to greet Luochuan who is coming.

Luochuan looked at him and nodded.

Demon Ziyan did not speak.

"By the way, boss, can I ask you something?" Luochuan and demon Ziyan are ready to leave. Zuo Wanjin suddenly thinks of something and can't help saying.

Look at the expression, should be in the heart made a lot of determination.

"What's the matter?" Luochuan asked.

"In addition to the amazing effect, the taste of the products originated from the mall is also extremely peculiar." Zuo Wanjin said.

Luochuan had already guessed what Zuo Wanjin wanted to say: "are you ready to copy?"

Zuo Wanjin nodded again and again, and then added, "so, I want to ask the boss for advice."

The commodity originated from the mall, the object-oriented is the practitioner or the person with background.

Ordinary people, not in this category.

The chef of Fengxian building may be able to imitate the taste of the commodity, but the effect is absolutely impossible to prevent.

Customers in the origin mall buy goods for the effect.

Luochuan thought for a while and nodded: "yes."

Zuo Wanjin showed a surprise expression and added: "the boss can rest assured that after the goods are made, half of the sales will be delivered to you."