"Walk."

The girl nodded and immediately pulled her companion in.

The two of them entered the door hand in hand, looked in, and stayed at the door.

A table against the wall was surrounded by a large group of people. They consciously lined up in a long queue, basically wearing all the chefs uniforms, each holding a plate of dishes in his hands, with a straight waist and a serious and nervous expression, as if facing a severe test.

I don’t know, but at first glance, I still think it’s Michelin’s assessment.

And the focus of the crowd - that is, the only person sitting is a young man of twenty-six or seven.

This person has a good appearance, a handsome face, and a strong and attractive capital on the street.

At this moment, he stepped on the chair next to him, his knees crossed the table, revealing a small piece, and his sitting posture was unrestrained. The jacket was zippered open, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing the solid, cold and hard texture lines. He casually held a pair of exquisitely crafted wooden chopsticks in his right hand.

On the table in front of him were exquisite dishes placed, which were difficult to distinguish from a distance, but it was definitely not the kind of dishes that should be found in a small shop.

The picture feels so inconsistent.

Such a young man, romantic and elegant, can make people feel more favorable by just one glance. However, what he does is unacceptable-

"Is this what people eat?"

"Who would like to put the chopsticks in this way?"

"Do you have a dissonant taste or Parkinson's, and you can't even adjust a simple material?"

"The appearance is not qualified, Gangbangbangbang."

...

One after another, they were served on the table, and they were taken away one after another.

He passed more than half of the dishes on the grounds that he "she didn't look good", and even moving the chopsticks seemed to be an insult to him. However, those who barely asked him to move the chopsticks received basically bad reviews.

If you put it on the takeaway app, you will definitely be suspected of maliciously browsing bad reviews or professional trolls.

"this……"

"this……"

The two girls stood at the door, silenced each other, twisted their necks stiffly, looked at each other with their eyes facing each other.

As soon as they spoke, they were "criticizing" the young men who were all kinds of dishes with an impatient attitude. They suddenly looked up and their eyes came towards the door.

After being swept by his stressful gaze, the two girls trembled and turned around and wanted to run away.

Didn't think about it-

This young master, who was nitpicking, was irritable, but had a romantic and charming look when he saw them, changed his face in a second and showed a kind and bright smile.

"Oh, the guest is here."

As soon as the chopsticks were thrown away, the young man pushed away the guests blocking the road, strode towards the door, and greeted him with a warm attitude, smiling happily, "Two beauties, what do you want?"

"Shop, what are you selling in the store?"

Frightened by his attitude, the girl held her companion's hand tightly and asked stumblely.

The two girls were in tears.

Could it be that they are crazy?

"This store offers a limited supply of special sweet tofu tofu brain every morning. In addition, it also provides various pasta dishes such as Xiaolongbao, knife-cut noodles, ramen, and roujiamo..."

After reading a string of food fluently, the young man changed his tone and said with a smile, "The dishes are not fixed every day, everything is based on our chef's mood. But our chef is not here, so-"

The young man smiled, "There are still some tofu, dried tofu, and bean peel left. Do you have anything to do if you need it?"

“…”

The two girls were completely dumb.

In three minutes, each of them carried a bag of dried beans, supported each other, and went out tremblingly.

"Why are you buying it?" The girl pulled her companion, her voice crying.

"I don't know. Seeing that he was smiling so well, he nodded without my consent." His companion was crying and without tears, "Why are you buying it?"

“I can’t control myself…”

The two looked at each other, feeling quite complicated, so they left quickly.

at the same time--

A luxury car parked outside the tofu shop door.

An old man took the lead in getting out of the car, and two men in black followed him, carrying two wooden food boxes in their hands.

The three of them did not enter the door first, but waited at the door.

People in chef uniforms lined up and walked out of the shop one after another, all of whom looked depressed, but without any complaints or anger.

They passed by, nodded to the old man one by one, and then walked towards a four-story restaurant on the opposite side - Dexiuzhai.

After they all left, the old man shook his head in sighs and walked into the tofu paving door.

"Young Master!"

As soon as the old man entered the door, he greeted the young man.

At that time, the young man was leaning against the dining table, his long legs were bent, and he was standing still without standing, and he was careless. He was holding a purple clay teapot in his hand, pouring half a cup of tea into the tea cup, and tilting his head, the tea water was in his mouth, waving the miscellaneous smell in his mouth.

It was not enough, so he threw the tea set back on the table, and he found two pieces of chewing gum from his pocket, pulled it, and threw it open, and threw the chewing gum into his mouth.

After doing all this, the young man raised his eyebrows and asked with the old man: "Where is my uncle?"

"I heard it will be soon-"

The old man lowered his eyes and was about to answer, but he was interrupted halfway through his words.

"arrive."

The lazy and familiar tone floated in from the doorway.

Everyone in the store looked back and saw a tall figure walking outside the door, heroic, cool and sarcastic temperament, a sense of distance, and a bit beautiful as a fairy, astonishing as a god.

An eagle was parked on her shoulders, motionless, and a "cool" rushing towards her.

When the young man saw her, he was immediately happy, "Uncle Master!"

"You are the only one," Si Sheng stood leisurely, his eyes silenced throughout the store, raising his eyebrows, "Where is my chef?"

Duan Changyan took a new teacup, poured the tea, walked over, complained happily, "No business, I'm skipping work."

“Salary deduction.”

After taking the tea handed over by Yin Qin, Si Sheng said carelessly.

Duan Changyan quickly agreed, "Oh! I'll deduct it all!"

"Miss Si."

When the old man saw Si Sheng, he smiled and greeted him kindly and politely, with a little respect between his eyebrows and eyes.

Looking at him, Si Sheng chuckled, "Butler Duan is here too?"

The old man explained, "The young master said you are tired and need some good food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man holding the food box consciously chose a dining table, put the food box, and took out the food inside.

"I specially asked your chef to deliver it?"

Si Sheng glanced at the section long.

"Yes, Dexiuzhai's people are almost in a hurry." Duan Changyan nodded, not thinking that there was anything wrong with this "difficult" behavior.

“…”

He had long been accustomed to the extravagant and wasteful virtues of this young master, and Si Sheng shrugged and did not make any comments.

As soon as the food was put in place, Butler Duan didn't stay for long and led two men in black away. As for Xiaopang and others who sent Si Sheng over, they all stopped outside consciously, sat and squatted, and no one dared to enter the door easily.

Young Master Duan said that they are tacky and do not deserve to enter this store.

Although they were angry, they would never dare to disobey.

The store was empty, and Si Sheng did not rush to have a meal. Instead, he walked around the store, washed his hands in the kitchen before slowly walking out.

The Duan family, who was showing off his power and pointing fingers in front of a group of chefs, was now following Si Sheng as a follower, and enthusiastically told how he prevented the wooden chef who did not know how to casually decorate the store when Si Sheng was away.

When he arrived at the dining table where the food was set, Si Sheng did not sit down.

"Tell me, what happened."

With his head tilted, Si Sheng bent his fingers and gently tapped on the table. Duan Changyan's smile instantly stopped.

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked in a tone, "Where are others?"

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There is another update tonight, but it will definitely be super late, so don't wait.

Duan Changyan = Boss Dexiuzhai, who has a tongue given by God, has an extraordinary sense of smell and taste, and is born to do this.
Chapter completed!