Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival - Chapter 457
c457 Xiaojiang Farmhouse
If you want your business to be good, you cannot have less discounts.
Therefore, on the first day of opening, Jiang Mu launched the slogan of “three for one for every purchase”.
This means that if three monks come to eat, the cost of one person will be waived, and so on.
Of course, if this is the case, it is estimated that not many monks will come. At this stage, unless they are interested, everyone will have reached the stage of fasting.
So Jiang Mu has another big signature feature, that is, all the delicacies in his store are not only extremely delicious and can satisfy the monks’ sophisticated tastes, but are also beneficial to spiritual practice.
If the price is set, even a quasi-Saint City can afford it.
As a result, this newly opened farmhouse immediately attracted the curiosity of many monks.
There are people selling magical instruments, some selling exercises, and some selling elixirs and herbs here, but there are no restaurants.
This is really a rare thing.
And the monks who were watching saw that this restaurant boasted that the food was so magical and the price was acceptable, so they became curious.
However, everyone is a respectable monk, so naturally they don’t like to be deceived.
“This food really has such miraculous effects. Could it be that it is made from some rare and exotic animal, materials from heaven and earth?”
“But it’s sold so cheaply. Can you really earn spiritual stones from this?”
A monk asked, “Look at the fluctuating cultivation level, he is a saint.”
“Since you don’t believe it, fellow Taoist, why not give it a try?”
“If you are not satisfied, our store can also provide a full refund.”
Kun, the store manager, was waiting at the door.
“Is this true?”
The monk’s eyes moved.
“There is no joke in Xiu.”
Kun Li affirmed.
“Okay, let me see if this food is really so magical.”
The monk immediately walked into the shop, and Huajiao handed him a menu.
“Stir-fried shredded pork with ten thousand years of green pepper, spicy tofu with fire holy pepper, grilled deep-sea king squid, gogu chicken drumstick set rice…”
The monk looked at the menu in his hand and always felt that the names of these foods were weird. Why had he never heard of them before?
“That’s all, just order whatever you want. The worst thing you can do is get a refund. There are so many monks who don’t dare to run a black shop…”
So he shouted: “Give me a piece of Gu Gu Chicken Leg Set Rice.”
“Okay, a set of rice with Gugu chicken drumsticks! Sir, please take a seat first. The food will be here soon.”
Rabbit Huajiao smiled pleasantly.
This is what Jiang Mu had trained them before. Customers are like gods. They must be respected and serve with a smile.
After Jiang Mu got the menu in the back kitchen, he immediately led the two women to start cooking chicken legs.
After a while, a pile of white rice, two golden chicken legs, thick soup, and a few garnished green vegetable slices were served on a large plate.
It didn’t look like anything magical, but it was so fragrant that even the monks who were still watching outside the store were tickled by their taste buds.
In fact, these ingredients are not expensive. Although they are not ordinary things, they are still cheap.
Mainly Jiang Mu’s cooking skills give these foods real soul.
“The Gu Gu Chicken Leg Set with Rice is ready. Please use it with your courtesy, sir.”
The food was put on the table. The monk looked at the mediocre food and frowned.
But the aroma made him swallow his saliva.
“Isn’t it just because of the fragrance?”
With this mentality, he picked up a chicken leg and took a bite.
Instantly, a warmth spreads throughout the body, followed by a wonderful feeling in the mouth.
The cultivation level that has not improved for many years has actually improved a little at this moment!
The old monk’s eyes lit up, he couldn’t help but shiver in comfort, and snorted softly.
“Okay, okay, okay, hahahaha…”
Then the monk began to feast until he had finished all the food and even licked the plate.
When he raised his head, his eyes were slightly moist.
This reminded him of the time when a family had a happy meal in the mortal world before he entered cultivation.
Since embarking on spiritual practice, food has long lost its temptation for him, and fasting all year round is the norm.
It wasn’t until today that he realized that fireworks can be a kind of practice.
“Fellow Taoist, please give me another chicken drumstick rice set.”
The old monk silently took out the spirit stone and praised: “I have never tasted such delicious food in my whole life. This propaganda is really not exaggerated.”
Then, the old monk turned around and smiled at the monks outside the shop: “Fellow Taoists, come in. I admit that I was the one who spoke a little louder before. This food is top-notch in the world of immortality!”
The monks outside the door naturally smelled the aroma of delicious food. At this moment, many people already had the urge to enter the store and consume.
But I was afraid that this old monk was invited by someone else.
“Is this food so magical?”
“If I’m not mistaken, this fellow Taoist is actually moved by eating?”
“It shouldn’t be. We are all saints. No matter how delicious it is, we should have some concentration.”
“It’s really not expensive. I’d like to see what happens.”
At this moment, there were still many monks pouring into the shop.
“Welcome, sir, what do you need…”
The monks also fell into deep thought while looking at the menu.
The name of this dish is indeed a bit strange…
No matter, just order whatever you want first…
So these monks took the first bite with trepidation.
However, everyone showed a dull expression.
The feeling of this entrance……
There was even a quasi-saint whose cultivation level increased significantly on the spot, and everyone could feel it.
Soon, the store became silent, and all the monks were eating silently, but they were already full of tears in their hearts.
As more and more monks praised the store, more and more monks poured in. Some monks did not even leave the store, and ordered one set meal after another until they were full.
So from this day on, the business of everyone’s store started to pick up. After all, good wine is not afraid of a narrow alley. The monks who have eaten it all praised it, which became a disguised publicity.
At the beginning, the monks who came to the store were all monks below the great saints. After all, each class has its own circle, and the store is only well-known in the region.
But as time passed, a hundred years later, there was an endless stream of monks coming and going, bringing the reputation of Jiang Mu’s store to farther places, and more monks came here to admire it.
Gradually, the fact that there was a restaurant called “Xiao Jiang Farmhouse” at the foot of Chaos Tianshan became well-known.
Even other cultivators nearby saw the business opportunity and opened restaurants.
It was a pity that they did not have Jiang Mu’s skills, and the food they made was mediocre, so they soon closed down.
It seemed that there was only one restaurant at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.
In the circle of saints, it has become a well-known punch-in place in the wonton world. If you come to the Chaos World and don’t come to this small restaurant to eat, it will be a great regret in life.
So even the Great Saint and the Quasi-Emperor heard about it, came in with great arrogance, and left in tears.
Xiaojiang Farmhouse, the reputation is even greater.
This is the 250th year of the store. Jiang Mu and his party have a very fulfilling life, doing business during the day and settling accounts and dividing the spoils at night.
Jiang Mu flipped through the secret book left by his third brother, and he had memorized all of it in his mind.
Although the pot was smoking, he enjoyed it.
But there are also leisure times.
Whenever he was free, Jiang Mu would cook a few side dishes and take out the fine wine brewed by Lao Cao. Everyone sat on the eaves, their faces slightly flushed under the moonlight.
The story was long, but it also had an ending.