"However, perhaps it is because the food in the God of Food Hotel is indeed worth the money. Even the nobles in the distant main city will come from afar to come to this famous God of Food Hotel for a meal. After the drought, God of Food Tavern was very merciful to us and served porridge outside the hotel door so that we would not starve to death due to the drought." The old man's language was full of respect. He glanced at Gu Chen and others and said, "It's almost time to eat. Since you are curious about the God of Food Hotel, why don't you go with me?"

Gu Chen nodded slightly and said, "I'm working hard."

The old man led the way in front and led everyone toward the town.

Along the way, the old man talked to Gu Chen and others about the God of Food Hotel. In his words, he only felt infinite gratitude for the God of Food Hotel, without any disrespect.

This also made Gu Chen and others more curious about the old man's God of Food Hotel.

After entering the town, everyone saw a long queue lined up from the center of the town.

"This is the queue waiting for the porridge to be served." The old man pointed to the long list of people in front of him and said.

Gu Yuena asked in confusion: "Senior, there seems to be many nobles in this team. They should be disdainful to come here to wait for the porridge."

The old man followed Gu Yuena's gaze and saw that about one-third of the people in the queue waiting for the porridge were all glossy on the outside and greasy on their faces, not like people who were about to starve to death.

"The only people who came here to wait for the porridge to be given, not only the disaster-stricken people, but also many of the nobles in the city came here! I heard that the rice in the porridge is not an ordinary thing, it seems to be the spiritual rice on the Tianshan Mountains. However, we ordinary people without soul power cannot eat it." The old man seemed to be accustomed to this, and he smiled and said.

Luo Chen couldn't help asking: "But, these people obviously don't need to be disaster relief. Can't the people in the God of Food Hotel distinguish these people?"

The old man shook his head and said, "The God of Food Hotel uses a lot of rice to cook porridge. According to their own words, if these nobles have more, they just wash a few more dishes. Okay, I'm going to queue up. If you are interested, you can also try queuing."

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the line that looked like a long dragon.

"Try it?" Gu Chen looked at everyone.

Everyone nodded.

So Gu Chen and his group also lined up behind the line with the old man.

Time passed minute by minute, and for a whole quarter of an hour, Gu Chen and others truly entered the center of the town.

They can already see the end of the team.

At the end of the team is a three-story building with a large building that looks very large and should be considered the largest building in this town.

Above the gate of this building, there is a wooden plaque with the four big words "God of Food Hotel".

Five meters away from the gate of the God of Food Hotel, a porridge tent was arranged. Below the porridge tent stood a middle-aged man wearing a chef's uniform and looking very simple. He kept making the porridge in the big pot in front of him into a wooden bowl, and then distributing the wooden bowl containing the porridge to the person in front of him.

His movements seemed to be neither impatient nor impatient, but in fact they were very fast. It took only no more than five seconds from making porridge to handing over porridge.

The number of people in front of Gu Chen and others was rapidly decreasing. Of course, there were also many new people joining the team behind them.

When the old man who had led the way for Gu Chen and others received the porridge, it was Gu Chen and others' turn.

The middle-aged man in a chef's uniform handed a bowl of porridge to Gu Chen.

"Thank you." Gu Chen took the porridge and said thank you. Then, he did not waste his time and quickly walked aside.

The friends also quickly received their own porridge and surrounded Gu Chen.

"This smells very fragrant." Gu Chen's nose moved and he couldn't help but praise.

In this portion of porridge, you can count the amount of rice grains in two hands, but the porridge emits a faint fragrance that is refreshing.

The others did not speak, but started drinking the porridge directly.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Gu Chen touched his nose and took a sip of the porridge in his bowl.

The warm porridge entered his mouth with one or two grains of rice, and gently slid down his esophagus, and a strong fragrance burst into his taste buds.

As the porridge entered his belly, Gu Chen was surprised to feel a faint and gentle energy appearing in his body. This energy instantly replenished his physical strength and even pushed his calm soul power to a rising trend.

This rice... is really not an ordinary thing!

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise, including Gu Chen.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man in the chef's uniform and seemed to have something more in their eyes. As the person who brought out this kind of spiritual rice, the middle-aged chef could not have known that this rice was a good thing, but he still took it out and used it for disaster relief.

Whether it is the people in the God of Food Hotel who are stupid and have a lot of money or the God of Food Hotel who are really kind-hearted, it is admirable to just take out this kind of treasure of heaven and earth to give ordinary people the perseverance.

Suddenly, some conflicts appeared in the sauerkraut.

A naked man drank all the porridge in the bowl in one bite, but then he did not leave. He stood in front of the team and said to the middle-aged chef: "Give me another bowl!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged chef frowned and replied lightly: "Sorry, the free porridge in this hotel is only provided with one bowl per day."

The naked upper body glared at the tiger's eyes, and an axe appeared in his hand. Then, eight soul rings rose from behind him in succession. The man turned out to be a Conra level powerful man.

This Conra released his breath, forcing the crowd in line behind to retreat. For a moment, the team became very chaotic.

"Do you know who I am? Since you don't want to give me another bowl, I will pick it up by myself!" Douluo said coldly, and his eyes at the cauldron in front of the middle-aged chef were full of greed.

This porridge is really a good thing. After drinking a small bowl, my soul power bottleneck that had been stagnant for a long time appeared a little loose. If I could get this whole pot of porridge, wouldn’t I be able to break through directly to become a high-level soul control?

Thinking of this Conra, saliva was almost flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

Obviously, this Conra passed by this town, but after seeing the situation here, he was curiously queuing here, but he didn't expect that this rice was so good.

This Conra's greed for this spiritual rice porridge was also his temporary intention.

Contra poked out his right hand, not afraid of being hot, so he grabbed the big pot of spiritual rice porridge in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Gu Chen and others frowned, and Gu Chen also stood up and planned to rescue him.
Chapter completed!