When the old Dragon Emperor saw his sons, he began to fight for stinky tofu. Although he was suspicious, he couldn't care about so much to get rid of the poison.

After all, this feeling of vomiting is simply too uncomfortable.

The old Dragon Emperor picked up the stinky tofu in his hand, stretched out his chopsticks, and took a bite.

“Huh…”

Smash it, smash it, the old Dragon Emperor's eyes widened. This thing is so delicious!

As the Dragon Emperor, he had never eaten any delicious food in the world, but it smelled smelly, but it tasted like a snack with the strange fragrance, which immediately opened the taste buds of the Dragon Emperor.

"Everything is slow, leave some for your father!"

The old dragon emperor roared.

The Seventh Prince was suddenly burned by the thunder, this father...

I saw that the senior leaders of the dragon clan of this top spiritual clan were all hanging in front of a big pot, fighting red.

"I am the eldest brother. Do you think your younger brother is so embarrassed to compete with the eldest brother for food?"

"Shameless, you are the eldest brother and you are fighting for food with your younger brother. You are so embarrassed!"

"Everyone has gotten up, my father is not full yet. Are you going to rebel?"

"Father, what you said is wrong. This is fried food. Eating too much is not good for your health. Let's do it!"

The old, the young, the young, the quarrels like something, and they almost started to fight.

The Seventh Prince stood beside him but couldn't hide his sorrow. Looking at his brother and brother, and the old father rushing to eat his own shit, the Seventh Prince felt that he was really not a human being.

"Okay! Just detoxify it! This is the first time I have made it. It's not too delicious. After eating it, it's toxic. I'll improve it well and wait until the Daoguo will let you eat it."

The Seventh Prince finally had no choice but to tell a kind lie. What tricks do you have? Is it really a way to see his brother and father being cheated?

The Seventh Prince had already thought of Ye Qiu in his heart. Even if he tied this kid, he would make serious stinky tofu.

When several Dragon Kings and the new and old Dragon Emperors heard the Seventh Prince say this, their eyes were bright.

“It’s really better?”

The Seventh Prince: “…”

In fact, the Seventh Prince still admired Ye Qiu a little. This kid seemed to have that kind of cultivation, but this method...

Thinking about the fact that I was aware of food, I was scolded by my father and laughed at by my brothers. This kid, a delicacy that had been added, made these guys who usually held their own identities even want face.

Fortunately, these Dragon Kings are quite proficient, not as shameless as the ministers around them, and the civil and military officials around them wake up and recover. If they continue to fight, it will be really embarrassing.

Then, the Seventh Prince moved the kitchen to the street and ate stinky tofu for all the civil and military officials, which was resurrected with full blood.

All those who have eaten... are said to be good...

The stinky sausage was cooked enough, but the tofu was not fried so much, so the Seventh Prince had to suffer. Within three days, the golden mist in Linglong City rose thirty-three times, and the smell was everywhere in the city. Many residents of Linglong City wanted to die, but in the end they found that they had no strength to even want to die.

The people who came to participate in the Daoguo Conference were also extremely miserable. Fortunately, the Seventh Prince has been sleeping all the time these days and has produced stinky tofu that detoxifies everyone.

The name of the Seventh Prince has become popular again after a thousand years.

"Have you heard of it? The Seventh Prince has come out of seclusion!"

"Yes, it is said that you have achieved success in your practice, breaking through the great way, and you have already entered the ultimate powerhouse of the Taoist realm!"

"And do you know what is the most awesome? The Seventh Prince's Tao Fruit is a delicacy called stinky tofu. A good guy, with one move, he almost destroyed the Dragon Palace Aquarium!"

"Then you didn't see the scene of the Dragon Emperor, the Old Dragon Emperor, and the Dragon Kings snatching stinky tofu in the street!"

"Let's go and have a look at Qishizhai, maybe I'm lucky enough to eat it!"

However, when many people came to Qishizhai, they found that Qishizhai had already left the building and closed down...

...

The Dragon Palace and the Ding Food Hall were the bedroom when the Seventh Prince was not yet crowned as king. The Daoguo Conference is coming soon. The Seventh Prince will attend no matter what, and it has become famous recently.

He refused another group of people who came to pay homage. The Seventh Prince collapsed on the chair with a slight look on his face.

Ye Qiu complimented on the side: "Congratulations to brother, he is famous all over the world and everyone knows..."

"Get out!"

The Seventh Prince was furious. Anyone who was considered to have been carefully studied for thousands of years was actually stinky tofu, probably would be full of grievances.

You Daoguo is stinky tofu!

Ye Qiu has seen the restless posture of the newly-swed brother in recent days, and knows that he is still worried about the stuffing.

"Brother, it's not that I'm talking about you. What a big deal. You have suffered a lot of grievances over the past tens of thousands of years. No one looks down on you. You are a serf who turns over and sings and avenge a revenge. If I were to be happy."

Ye Qiu still planned to comfort him. After all, he had to give up his big legs now. He had already had a solid deal with the Seventh Prince, but the Seventh Prince had not replied to him yet.

When the Seventh Prince heard this, he was more clear about his thoughts. In fact, what Ye Qiu said was reasonable. He has suffered a lot of grievances over the years and doesn't care on the surface, but a man always makes people say he is unpromising and he still has a little bit of a loss in terms of face. Otherwise, why should he stay in seclusion for thousands of years?

Sighing, the Seventh Prince frowned and said, "Brother, I have thought about your business, but it is really difficult to deal with. The Nuwa tribe is all stupid and stupid, and most people are unwilling to provoke him. My emperor brother is dedicated to developing the dragon tribe. If you can't make any bargaining chips, this old boy will not agree to help you."

The Seventh Prince looked at Ye Qiu and nodded and said, "You have ink in your belly. If you show off a few hands and chant a few dragon poems at the Dao Fruit Conference, and add some Taoist fruits to the dragon clan. I will talk to you at that time, and maybe it will be successful."

Ye Qiu frowned slightly. After working for a long time, he still had to show up in public. If he could, Ye Qiu wouldn't want to make too much noise. However, Ye Qiu also knew that the seventh prince was lazy all these years and it was true that he had no real power in the dragon clan.

When I turned around, I thought that it would be fine if I had obtained the status of a literary master. At least in this realm, walking can have many conveniences.

"Okay, look at it at that time. I have already handed over the recipe for stinky tofu to you anyway. You are also a master of food, so you should be able to understand it at all."

"Okay! Don't mention stinky tofu. Now all ethnic groups know that my Taoist fruit is stinky tofu. My old man even asked me to use stinky tofu to hold a banquet. You said...ah..."

When the Seventh Prince heard Ye Qiu mention the stinky tofu, he looked a little resentful. He just couldn't help, and as for just picking up the scars directly?

Ye Qiu curled his lips, I was uncomfortable, so don’t feel comfortable either.
Chapter completed!