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"What's going on here?" Not only Si Fan knew the source of these vegetables. Even Takato Motegi and Hongguang Futai know the place of origin here. The address was clearly written on it, how could they not know it.

Products here are prohibited from entering customs in many countries. This is an absolute death order, and no one else is allowed to have any opinions at all.

Todaiji Temple is even more different. It is not only a place to entertain tourists, but also one of the symbols of Japan. The food here is even the title of the best vegetarian food in Japan. Such an incident is really a big surprise to Dongdai Temple. Great temples are terrible things.

"Let's go in for dinner first. Then discuss the matters that should be discussed. I believe that Mr. Takato Motegi can solve these matters without waiting for Minister Motegi to manage these small matters." Si Fan said.

Mr. Mogi immediately understood.

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But Si Fan walked ahead of Ri Ben. This makes them a little unacceptable.

"Our company's excellent research on solar energy is an opportunity found in countless coincidences. In this regard, your country is the real expert. In nuclear power and tidal power generation, you are the real leader." Si Fan Said with admiration.

The two flattered each other. Already in the private room of the Zhaitang. The small private room is about thirty square meters. It is absolutely not as extravagant as people imagined. What hangs on the walls are not famous calligraphy and paintings, let alone Buddhist gatha and Buddha characters, or even Buddha statues. It is the perception or paintings of some more famous monks.

These are not the works of masters, but they are very complete. The monks in the whole temple want their own understanding to help more people, so the works on the walls are all the best of the best.

The table in the room is not a Chinese style table, but a pure Japanese-style table. Guests need to kneel and sit here to taste the food, and the tasting rules are even more complicated.

But the more this is the case, the more attractive it is to taste the delicacy here. After all, it is only two words to sum it up.

taste.

"Mr. Hongguang Futai, let's take a seat first and then talk about the details. You should come here often for the vegetarian food, and I invite you to order." Si Fan said.

Hongguang Futai on the opposite side nodded: "The most famous vegetarian food here is the few signature dishes.

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"Bitterness is sweet, Caotang Basu, Sufo Jumping Wall, Jiuhua Buddha Light, Dinghu Shangsu, Colorful Yam, Luohanzhai, Purdue sentient beings, these eight kinds of vegetarian dishes are all Chinese vegetarian dishes, which should make you like it." Hongguang Futai said. said kindly.

Si Fan just nodded.

That's right, Si Fan has never tasted this kind of vegetarian food, but many of the names have oriental colors, so it is obvious where they come from.

In the scorching summer, the scorching sun scorched the land into a barren landscape, and even the tender grass in the urban greenbelts were browned at the tips. A few leaves of old poplar fell to the ground with the scorching sun.

The sky is over 50 degrees high. The transpiration made almost no one in the city dare to be exposed to the sun, and the entire iron fortress city was in a kind of peace that was rare in the sweltering heat.

Outside the city, monsters howled, and fresh human flesh was dragged far away on the ground. Guts hang from withered devil vines, nourishing dry rhizomes.

A few soldiers from the Iron Wall Fortress who were seriously injured dragged their crippled bodies and rushed to the bunker ahead. There, two noble magicians meditated cross-legged to restore their magic power. A dozen warriors rushed out of the magic circle with weapons in their hands to meet Those are the lowest level warriors.

The soldiers who are also fighting on the front line are treated completely differently, and they may even have come from the same school. This school is a monument to the entire Iron Fortress City.

Oriental School of Magic and Martial Arts.

The core of this city is one of the most important places in every fortress city. Those who can enter this school to study are all the elites of this city. possible.

This is the heart of the whole city. It is also the core position of the protection of the entire city. There is a powerful magic circle here, and all monsters, monsters, and beasts cannot enter here.

There is the most powerful prohibition formation here, because the students in the whole school are only at the stage of learning theory. The day when the real electric stars and stars are branded in the sky is the day of their graduation exams, so as long as they enter this school, they will be like ordinary people. same as people. Unable to use any power. Until the day of their graduation exams.

In the Oriental Academy of Magic and Martial Arts, parents of students are completely prohibited from coming to pick up the students. There is usually no one here, just waiting for the students to go home after school.

However, today's Eastern Mowu Academy is a little different from usual. There is a boy standing at the gate of this school, holding a baseball bat with spots in his hand, staring at the school in front of him.

"Since I let Lao Tzu time travel, then I'm sorry, if you don't take revenge, what kind of man is it?"

"Zhan Aotian, you boy let me time-travel here and you were expelled from school on the first day, and the whole city was not allowed to admit you, so don't blame grandpa for being cruel today. Just take it as revenge for that hapless ghost of my predecessor."

Fang Haoran took a deep puff of a cigarette, spit out circle after circle of smoke rings, and stared at the school gate. It happened to be the time for students to leave school. . Zhan Aotian who made himself lose the opportunity to light up the stars in the last month.

Fang Haoran, who was waiting, carefully recalled the world he had learned in the past three days.

This is a world that has many things in common with my own world.

In this world, there is no technology, but there are cars and various household appliances, and even the materials are almost the same, but the specific technology used has changed.

In this world, warriors were the most respected in ancient times, who used martial arts to break the universe and shatter the void. That's what people are after.

But until more than a hundred years ago, monsters and monsters and beasts rushed into human cities, and dozens of cities were slaughtered. There were no chickens crowing for thousands of miles, and there were no people living in thousands of miles. Gate, occupying half of the land of the Eastern Empire.

From then on, the martial arts practice respected by the Eastern Empire was immediately abandoned in the dust of history. People who practiced martial arts were called lunatics, despised and looked down upon. Since then, the magic learned from Western countries at a huge price was pushed to up the altar.

Since then, magicians have become highly respected figures in the Eastern Empire, and they are heavily protected on the battlefield. Warriors have become the most common cannon fodder, consumables that can be discarded at any time.

In the Eastern Academy of Magic and Martial Arts, the mages are the most honorable people in the front. They can have their own retinue warriors to follow them, and the warriors are just vassals. They need to use their lives to defend the safety of the mages on the battlefield.

It may even be necessary for warriors to exchange their lives for an expensive magic robe.

Fang Haoran is a genius among warriors in the school, the most dazzling star in the entire academy, but because of some trivial things, the school's magician apprentice, the second generation ancestor Zhan Aotian, looked in the eyes, and let him easily say a few words. Fang Haoran got out of school.

"Ding Lingling!~" As the school bell rang, the figures of the students gradually appeared on the school's martial arts arena. The first to walk out of the school were dozens of arrogant figures. They were dressed in black magic apprentices. The robes, the expensive magic staff in hand are obviously so superior without taking a step.

All the warriors didn't dare to compete with them, and they obediently held back.

Only five minutes after the wizards left the school, these lowly fellows could leave school.

Fang Haoran, who was standing at the gate of the school, stared at the guy who walked in front of all the magicians. He was wearing a snow silk magic robe tailored by the famous Louis Magic Robe Store. The magic patterns embroidered on it were all fine gold threads. It is carefully outlined by a four-star or above great magician.

The magic wand in his hand is even more extraordinary. It is a branch of a hundred-year-old lightning strike wood carved by a famous artist.