master!

The four old men were really shocked. The Chinese divine chefs and other things are now a distant legend. These old men who have learned to be transcendent hermits all day long have not been born for decades. Now they are suddenly born, but they even worship a young man as their teacher?

And this young man is simply what they watched as they grow up...

Thinking of the idea of ​​taking Zhou Dong as his disciple when he was in the breakfast department, the four old men felt a burning look on their faces. They couldn't mention the discomfort. They could only smile bitterly, and everything was silent.

Lu Luxin, who was sitting beside her, looked at Zhou Dong, with her beautiful eyes radiating in her eyes.

She didn't realize that she remembered the past when she accompanied Zhou Dong to Xiangjiang to participate in the competition. At that time, this kid was just a little bit better than her cooking skills. When it comes to experience and experience, she was just a diligent brother. At that time, I was probably thinking about it and never thought that he could have reached this point in just over half a year, right?

The respectful old man in front of him was the legendary island master, even if he was placed in the entire Asia.

"How is it, are you surprised?"

Gu Yanan smiled and said, "There is even more exciting news. It is not only Wugong Masada who was accepted as a disciple by Zhou Dong, but also Senior Shi Buyu, who is known as the God Beggar..."

"What! Senior Shi also worshipped him as his teacher?"

Lu Luxin's face suddenly became extremely exciting.

How can I judge this generation? Grandpa Huang’s position in diligence is the same as my father, but Grandpa Huang is at least one senior lower than Senior Shi. That boy has now become Senior Shi’s elder?

After doing this, wouldn’t I be three generations lower than that boy? He has only been missing for a few days and he has become my ancestor!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt, I gritted my teeth and looked at Gu Yanan and said, "You have known for a long time, why did you only say it today!"

"You busy man, you go to the chef's school to give lectures all day long. Am I afraid of disturbing your century-old man-cultivation plan?

What are you doing with glaring at me...

Oh, my dad is here, I'm so hard, and the free life will never come back like a young bird..."

Gu Yanan saw the old man walking side by side into the breakfast department with Zhu Yanping, and his brother Gu Yacheng who stood behind the two of them and winked at him desperately. His face suddenly changed drastically, just like a mouse meeting a cat.

It is said that my daughter should be raised as a princess, but this old antique has always been strict with her daughter, and she simply treats her as a Snow White. Gu Yanan has been afraid of her father since she was a child, and even if she is now the President Gu who is the only one, she will still be very nervous in front of her father.

"Xiao Nan, you did a good job this time..."

The first sentence of Lao Guqiu when she saw her daughter was highly praised: "It's very good. When you offered Zhou Dong those conditions, I thought you were moved by the young boy and were fascinated by the handsome young man..."

"Oh Dad, what did you say!"

Gu Yanan's face turned red to the bottom of her neck. What's wrong with her dad today? This is in public, and there are so many ears there! And Zhou Dong is sitting not far away, which is so embarrassing.

Someone sitting next to him suddenly felt a fever in his ears. He turned his head to look at the old man in Huafa in handmade Tang suit.

It is actually not very appropriate to say that it is an old man. He is well maintained in his early sixties and looks only fifty-three or four years old. He is completely an "old antique" and has added a lot of inexplicable age to him and almost turned into a real old antique.

As a result, the old antique was also looking at him and nodded with a smile: "Chef Zhou, I finally have the opportunity to taste your craft today."

Zhou Dong had to smile and shake his head: "Old antique, I am also a consumer today, not me cooking."

"It's all the same. I heard that the two chefs in it are your apprentices..."

The old antique smiled and stretched out his thumb: "Young man, amazing, has the style of my youth!

It’s just my daughter’s fault for not having any vision and not seizing opportunities.”

"Dad, what did you say!"

Gu Yanan's face was so pink that she almost dripped bleeding. She rushed to her father and lowered her voice and said, "If you have a girlfriend, don't talk nonsense."

Zhu Yanping felt embarrassed when he stood aside: "Old antique, please sit down, let's order first."

"The girl over there is your best friend Lu Luxin, right?"

The old antique smiled and said, "Call me here and sit together. You are smart enough, but you don't have courage and lack of wrists.

What's wrong with having a girlfriend? Just grab it! You're far worse than your brother.

Remember the girl, decades of life pass by quickly. When you meet someone or something you like, you have to use any means to hold it firmly in your hands, so that you will not be able to live for a lifetime!

Do you have to wait until you are old and old before you regret today?

If you don’t believe me, please ask you Uncle Zhu, is this the reason?"

Zhu Yanping laughed: "Old antiques are quick to speak. Although they seem domineering, they are actually the ultimate truth in life.

But today we are here to taste the skills of the God Chef, why not order the order first?”

"Haha, okay, just listen to you, brother."

The old antique looked up at Zhou Dong again, then picked up the breakfast order and browsed it carefully: "The fried chicken with paper bag is a must. Goubuli buns are also a cage, and soy milk. I wish you, brother, please."

Seeing that his father finally put away his shameful topic, Gu Yanan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but looked at Zhou Dong quietly, with an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

It turns out that changing one's identity will really change the view of others. Before, she looked at Zhou Dong like a little brother, but now she feels like she is looking up to him.

From this moment on, the "boy named Zhou" has become a big man who can shoulder the responsibility of the heavy Yue...

"That CEO Gu seems to be peeking at the master?"

Takemiya Masada mixed chicken while looking at the front hall. The islanders have always paid the most attention to their identity. The female president heard that she was the daughter of a billionaire, but she was barely worthy of her master.

"Hmph, what should you care about about the master's affairs?

Be careful, others don’t care, they don’t know how to eat anyway. The master is sitting outside. If something goes wrong, you and me will probably lose all their old faces!"

Shi Buyu took a lotus leaf bag from Lu Tianming, opened it, gently took out the spring bamboo shoots inside, held it with his hands and gently smoked the hot mist, and shook his head and said, "I think the master is not a person who can change his mind easily. If he is like the boy who said he already has a girlfriend, the female president is afraid that he will be disappointed...

Bah, when will I always beggar care about this kind of thing? It’s not like me!

Laowu Palace, it’s all your fault, then!"

The advantage of being an apprentice is that it allows two old men to forget their age. They can not only discuss gossip news happily, but also be happy when they work in the kitchen like two children.

After all, if you have a master, your mentality will become younger!

Lu Tianming seemed to have not heard the words of the two old Buxiu at all, and his whole mind was focused on the spring bamboo shoots wrapped in lotus leaf. Since the paper was so popular that he has carefully studied it for decades, but in the end he was stuck in the knife skills, so even he saw the spring bamboo shoots in actual application for the first time.

"Old stone, please be gentle..."

Shi Buyu's technique was very fast. He picked up piles of spring bamboo shoots with his little finger and asked the paper to slid a little. He lifted the paper with his thumb and ring finger. There was distilled water boiled by a kitchen worker next to him. The mist rose two or three feet high. When he swung his fingers, the spring bamboo shoots were spinning through the mist. After adding a little humidity, it fell into his palm and threw it to Masada Takemiya.

As if he was casually dealing with the bamboo shoots, Shi Buyu gave Lu Tianming a blank look: "Look at me, I always beggars, are you not relieved?

Don't worry, this technique was taught by my little master!"

"Shisang, pay attention to your words!

If you use the rude language like "little master" to describe your mentor, I will report your rudeness to your mentor!

If this approach is in our island country, it will be severely punished!"

Wugong Masato didn't even raise his head. He raised his hand and attached the spring bamboo shoot paper to his palm. Without waiting for the moisture on the paper to dissipate, he wrapped the prepared essence chicken, chicken glutinous rice and several auxiliary ingredients in it. He folded it a few times, and didn't even need a intestinal rope. He folded it into a long strip of paper bag with four square corners. He rolled in the palm of his palm and slipped into the nine-point boiling oil pan.

Turning his head, Masada of Takemiya stared at Shi Buyu very dissatisfiedly. As the most loyal disciple of his mentor, he could never tolerate Shi Buyu's rude words.

"Yoyou, I think you can do it. Did you be the class monitor when you were a child?"

"What squad leader, Shisang, what do you mean?"

"Hey, can you two stop arguing? There are many guests waiting outside."

Lu Tianming shook his head, took the long chopsticks and quickly turned the paper packets of fried chicken in the pot a few times, and took a few packets of them on the oil grate before he said to Wugong Masada: "The old beggar said you can report it..."

When Takemiya Masada shook his head decisively after hearing this, he said, "I will report it to a big report!"

"Lao Wu Palace, you are beyond help, then!"

The spring bamboo shoots cut through the mist and flew towards the Masada of the Takemiya in a vague state.

"Shisang, you can be faster. At your current speed, you are still a long way from your mentor!"

Takemiya Masada's hand speed is also as fast as lightning. No matter how Shi Buyu speeds up, he will accept it as a whole. At the same time, he must take into account the heat and be responsible for the blowing, turning and fishing work, and refuse to let Lu Tianming intervene.

This is what the master has assigned to himself and Lao Shitou. What is it to let the "outsiders" intervene?

"This guy is getting more and more stubborn."
Chapter completed!