A Bite of Douluo Continent

The list reads: golden pheasant eggs (regular chicken eggs are also fine), leftover rice, fresh scallions, salt, and peanut oil.

Gone.

That's it?!

Of all these ingredients, only the eggs of the golden pheasant are somewhat difficult to obtain, but ordinary eggs can be used as a substitute. The other ingredients are so common that they are almost impossible to find.

With such simple ingredients, you can cook egg fried rice for cold food?

The two exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat surprised.

They naturally believed that Qi Han wouldn't lie to everyone about such a matter, so the ingredients for the fried rice were obviously just these everyday things.

but…

The two people who were originally just in charge of organizing suddenly became more interested in participating.

These ingredients and cooking utensils don't seem hard to get.

Since the ingredients are so simple, why not try following Boss Qi's instructions? Maybe I can learn it too.

I don't expect it to be as delicious as Mr. Qi's fried rice, but if I can learn two or three tenths of it, it should be quite tasty.

Chapter 418 Going to Buy Chickens!

"Eggs from a century-old five-colored golden pheasant! Three gold soul coins each! Nourishing, delicious, and healthy! Take a look, don't miss out! Five-colored golden pheasant eggs specially made for Cold Food Festival fried rice!"

Sitting on a small stool, Cao Yun casually called out, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the sparse crowd in the market.

It was already afternoon, but the peak time at the market was in the morning, especially early in the morning. There weren't as many people there at this time.

Because most of the fresh vegetables have already been picked over.

However, since he specializes in selling colorful brocade eggs, he doesn't have this concern.

Ordinary eggs can be stored for about half a month, but the Five-Colored Brocade Egg, which is a soul beast egg, can stay fresh even after two or three months.

Moreover, in the largest vegetable market in Shrek City, he is the only one selling colorful brocade eggs, making him a unique individual.

Cao Yun himself acquired and raised more than a dozen century-old five-colored pheasants, providing them with good food and drink every day. This gave him a stable supply of five-colored pheasant eggs. Moreover, it is something that ordinary people cannot imitate. After all, century-old five-colored pheasants are not weak. If one does not have the strength of a fourth-ring expert like Cao Yun, one cannot even beat a chicken, let alone raise one.

Although the Five-Colored Brocade Eggs are not easy to sell due to their high price, he can earn two Gold Soul Coins for every egg sold, after deducting all the feeding costs. This profit is quite considerable, so he is not in a hurry at all.

Seeing pedestrians looking in their direction, Cao Yun became interested and said with a smile, "Little sister, would you like to buy a few Five-Colored Brocade Eggs to take home? The fried rice served during the Cold Food Festival uses Five-Colored Brocade Eggs!"

The girl passing by had a strange look on her face. "Even if I buy it, I can't make the egg fried rice for Hanshi Festival."

"Haha, why not give it a try? Maybe you'll be the next Boss Qi?" Cao Yun didn't mind; since he had nothing else to do, he started teasing the girl.

The fried rice served on Cold Food Festival is made with five-colored brocade eggs—this has always been Cao Yun's promotional slogan.

Of course, this can't be considered false advertising. Although I heard that the eggs used in the Cold Food Festival are from thousand-year-old five-colored pheasants, his are only from hundred-year-old five-colored pheasants.

But they're all eggs, so how different can they be?

Rounding up, the Five-Color Brocade Eggs eaten during the Cold Food Festival = My Family's Five-Color Brocade Eggs!

To be honest, when the Cold Food Festival first became famous, Cao Yun actually attracted a lot of business with these words and made a small fortune.

But as time went on, everyone realized that this fried rice couldn't be made just by buying colorful eggs, so his words were no longer of any use.

The girl ignored Cao Yun and turned to leave. Cao Yun didn't mind and chuckled as he picked up a book on postpartum care for hens from the ground and continued reading.

Although the book is for ordinary domestic chickens, he tried the methods in the book on his own golden pheasants a few days ago, and they actually had some effect.

Even a soul beast chicken is still a chicken.

That makes perfect sense.

Before Cao Yun could even read a few pages, a man rushed over, shouting, "Old Cao! Old Cao!"

"Huh?" Cao Yun put the book back on the ground and glanced at the newcomer. "Old Li? What a rare guest! Are you also buying the Five-Colored Brocade Eggs?"

The visitor was Cao Yun's old friend, Li Hong. He ran a restaurant called Lao Li's Cuisine on the food street. Business had been lukewarm before, but Li Hong got an idea from fried rice and came up with a kind of plum rice. It tasted slightly sweet and sour and was very appetizing. Suddenly, business boomed.

“You…” Li Hong’s expression was quite serious. He looked around warily, then turned his gaze to Cao Yun, “How many more Five-Colored Brocade Eggs do you have here?”

"Huh?" Cao Yun looked at Li Hong's serious expression and became somewhat uneasy. "Not many, maybe only... maybe twenty or so in stock?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Li Hong rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You have more than ten chickens, and each one lays one egg a day. These colorful brocade eggs are hard to sell. You're lucky if you can sell ten a day. And you're telling me you have more than twenty eggs left?"

"Damn it!" Cao Yun gave Li Hong the middle finger. "You don't know anything. This Five-Colored Golden Pheasant is a soul beast. How can it really lay eggs every day like a hen at home? I treat these dozen or so chickens like I'm worshipping ancestors, and each chicken only lays one egg every three days."

Ah this...

Li Hong grinned. "Is that so? I guess I'm just ignorant. But you're definitely not telling the truth about those twenty-odd items. We've known each other for so many years, so be honest."

"Alright then." Cao Yun smacked his lips. "Thirty-two, that's all."

This time, with both small and large portions, Li Hong was more convinced. "Okay, I'll take them all. You can deliver them to my house later."

“You…” Cao Yun’s eyes widened, “Wait a minute?”

"What's wrong?" Li Hong rolled his eyes. "I'm patronizing your business, aren't you going to take it?"

"No... something's wrong with you!" Cao Yun realized something was wrong. "Tell me honestly, what's going on?"

I have a feeling that something has happened that I don't know about.

He can't just sell the eggs without knowing the facts.

"What's it to you why I'm paying? Just give me the eggs, that's all." Li Hong immediately became unhappy. He looked around nervously, as if he was wary of someone coming.

Seeing Li Hong's expression, Cao Yun was even less likely to sell. He simply covered all the eggs on his stall with a blanket, saying, "Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I won't sell them."

"Hey, you..." Li Hong sighed when he saw Cao Yun's firm attitude. "Alright, alright, do you know my Master Qi?"

"I know, so what?" Cao Yun rolled his eyes.

Li Hong always attributed the booming success of Lao Li Cuisine to the inspiration from Qi Han's fried rice, so he respectfully addressed Qi Han as "Master Qi" in public and private.

"Master Qi is going to teach everyone how to make fried rice with eggs in ten days..."

"What?!" Cao Yun's eyes widened as he looked at Li Hong in disbelief. Seeing that Li Hong's expression was serious and he was not joking at all, he couldn't help but gasp.

Cao Yun suddenly realized what was going on, "So you bought all my eggs in advance so you could make fried rice with eggs later?"

“Yes, I still need to buy some regular eggs later for practice.” Li Hong nodded and said somewhat anxiously, “Hurry up, hurry up, I’ll be the first to know, if you don’t sell them soon someone else will come.”

"Alright..." Since they were old friends, Cao Yun didn't have any intention of raising the price. After helping Li Hong wrap up the colorful brocade eggs, he watched as Li Hong hurriedly left with the eggs without even haggling over the price. After a moment of silence, he suddenly stood up and tidied up the stall.

All the eggs are sold out, what's the point of setting up a stall?

Come back home!

At this moment, Cao Yun's mind suddenly became clear.

Now that Boss Qi is going to reveal how to cook fried rice, there will definitely be more than just one or two people who learn it.

Although this fried rice can probably be made with regular eggs, to make it more like the fried rice for the Cold Food Festival, you naturally have to use colorful variegated eggs.

Therefore, there will definitely be a lot of people in Shrek City looking to buy the Five-Colored Brocade Eggs!

No, let me calculate how much savings we have at home.

As Cao Yun hurried home, he silently began to calculate in his mind.

I want to buy chickens! I want to buy lots and lots of golden pheasants!

Chapter 419 A Bow (Seeking monthly tickets and recommendation votes)

The news that Qi Han was going to publicly teach how to cook fried rice spread like wildfire throughout Shrek City.

With the Food Association using its own promotional channels, all the restaurant owners in Shrek City were the first to learn about this, followed by everyone else.

Moreover, in order to fulfill Qi Han's request, publicity channels covering other cities outside Shrek City were also activated at this moment. In the next two or three days, this news will spread throughout most of the Douluo Continent, just like the previous food festival list.

After a brief period of excitement, the vendors in the food street all headed towards the vegetable market.

They vaguely remembered that there was a stall in the market that sold colorful brocade eggs.

When they arrived at the stall, there were no eggs at all, and they couldn't even find the stall owner. The stall owner next door told them that the stall owner named Cao Yun had sold all the colorful brocade eggs and left.

Frustrated by this, they had no choice but to buy some regular eggs as a backup.

Suddenly, all the egg stalls in Shrek City became incredibly popular, and before the vendors could even react, their entire stock of eggs was sold out.

After they understood the reason for the incident, they could only sigh with regret and secretly decided to raise the price of eggs from now on.

Besides the egg stalls suddenly becoming very popular, another group of people also inexplicably received a large number of orders in a short period of time.

Those are the various blacksmith shops in Shrek City.

This large batch of orders all required the creation of the same thing, or more precisely, two different things, and even the blueprints provided were exactly the same.

After figuring out the whole story, the blacksmiths were all smiles.

They love this kind of business of mass-producing fixed items, and the owners of the orders are too lazy to haggle. They just ask the blacksmiths to make the pots and ladles that look a bit strange on the drawings.

So, without Qi Han's knowledge, he had simply made the egg vendors and blacksmiths' businesses boom while he was back in the Cold Food Festival and immediately went into the training space to learn the three new dishes.

At this moment, he is in the training space, learning how to make pheasant soup while chatting with the phantom of Peng Zu.

"Senior Peng Zu..."

“Hey! That’s not right!” Beside Qi Han, an old man with white hair waved his hand with a smile. “Peng Zu is what people in later generations call me, not my name. My surname is Jian (pronounced like ‘Jian’) and my given name is Keng (pronounced like ‘Keng’). Because Emperor Yao enfeoffed me in Pengcheng, the Great Peng Clan started from me, so I was called ‘Peng Zu’.”

So that's how it is?

Qi Han then realized, "Senior Jian Keng, are you really eight hundred years old?"

"Do you believe it?" The old man glanced at Qi Han with a smile, like a playful old man.

"To be honest, I don't really believe it." Qi Han shook his head.

In the Douluo Continent, Qi Han would believe that someone could live to be eight hundred years old, but Blue Star is just an ordinary plane, and it is impossible for ordinary people to live to be eight hundred years old.

“Indeed, I don’t believe it either.” Jian Keng nodded, meeting Qi Han’s puzzled gaze, a playful smile appearing on his face. “Do you know about the ‘Little Sixty Years Counting Method’?”

"I don't know." Qi Han shook his head blankly. "I do really like eating clams..."