The man with a raw face sat next to Cang Yanshan, looked at the big wine jar with a hot business, nodded slightly and smiled: "What a interesting thing about Lao Cang?

I have heard of those who are inferior to each other and those who are respectful to each other. However, I have heard of those who are doing business like Zhou Dong and helping with the opposite competitors to cook.

Didn’t the Fan family fight him? Are the five brothers from the old Xionggou coming to ruin his business? Why do I feel a little bit like joining the grand ceremony?"

As he was talking, Wu Rongrong brought over a plate of jade-colored cake and put it on the table with a smile and said, "This is a lard and osmanthus cake. It is presented to us in the restaurant. You two will first cushion your stomach."

"Good cake, first-class craftsmanship... Hey, wait for the little girl first. This cake is a kung fu job. In terms of the cost, it is not much lower than beef sauce. You are just giving it to others for nothing. Is the chef rich enough?"

Wu Rongrong smiled proudly: "This is the craft of the five shopkeepers of the old tavern opposite."

"It's the opposite again? It turns out that the old tavern on the opposite side has become your branch, right?"

The man was amused and laughed. He was also a famous and famous figure in diligent operation. After entering the system, he was even more considered a "big expert" in diligent operation. But I have never heard of doing this like the old tavern opposite. It was a competitive relationship, so this must be considered an "investor"?

"Well, the five shopkeepers on the other side have come to us these days to ask Chef Zhou about the method of making lard and osmanthus cake, and then go back and make it constantly. It is said that there are so many things to make and can't be sold out, so I gave it to us.

Our chef Zhou said that since it was something that was given by others, we could not sell it to customers, so we also gave it to them.

Alas, I don’t know when the five shopkeepers on the other side will stop. The lard and osmanthus cakes here are almost flooding."

Thinking of Yan Xiang's pair of peach blossom eyes, Wu Rongrong sighed: "It's so annoying, so annoying. These days I'm worried that the big wine jar will turn into a snack shop..."

The man with a raw face was stupid. He only had to pay at least 50 yuan per serving in a teahouse in Kyoto! As a result, he gave it for free, and she was still annoyed? I have such a bad temper...

Cang Yanshan has always been serious about laughing, but now he can't laugh anymore. After leaving, Wu Rongrong said, "Old Ling, I have said it a long time ago. Brother Zhou is not an ordinary person. Moreover, he is just over 20 years old this year and is still in full bloom. He will definitely have a bright future in the future.

The new "Qinxing Weapons Guide" was not something he arranged, but something that the descendants of the Hundred Schools were unwilling to silence. What do you think are you competing with Brother Zhou?

I have to sing a stage show with me. If I delay the above things, you have to bear this thunder!"

"snort!"

It would be fine if I didn't mention the "Diverful Weapons Score". When the man surnamed Ling mentioned this, he was furious and gave Cang Yanshan a blank look: "Why am I as unpromising as you? I haven't drunk a meal of wine, so I gave me the position of "Dixin God"?

Where is your fighting spirit? The one I know Cang Yanshan!

I, Ling Zhenfeng, have been diligently working for so many years. Although I am only better than one skill, I have never met an opponent in my unique skills!

Why am I ranked ninth, but he ranked eighth?

A young man in his early twenties stood on my head. If those old friends knew about this, would I, Ling Zhenfeng, still have the face?"

"Haha, so you're in a dilemma with me?

He still keeps saying that he is an old friend, is that how you treat your old friend?"

Cang Yanshan looked at him with some pity and said to himself: "It's okay if you don't come here, I'm afraid you'll be even more shameless after leaving this trip..."

"Old Cang, you know my character. Since it is something that Cang Yanshan has decided, how could I make a deliberate embarrassment with you?"

Ling Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Isn't this what I heard you praise him for, and I am the one who is responsible for coming to the field for investigation?"

As the saying goes, one person is for personal gain and two people are for public gain. It is not an exaggeration to treat public affairs, no matter how cautious we are.

You also know what my master is in diligent work. When he recommended me to this position back then, I always have to do things carefully, not to make things difficult for you.

Don't look at me like this. I have no hatred with that kid. I can't make things difficult for him on purpose. But since he ranks above me, I'm not too much to touch his depth, right?"

While the two of them were talking, they were served with wine and food. In addition to the plate of lard and osmanthus cakes, there were four hot and cold dishes: peanuts, fennel beans, beef sauce, and chicken in the ground pot.

The ground-pot chicken was made by Zhou Aiguo. On that day, several students learned to make hot and crispy cooked with Zhou Dong. The winner was the little African prince who was able to learn to make hot dishes with Zhou Dong.

This place where the ground pot chicken can be served on the table and received high praise when Zhou Dong started his specialized taste skills. Although it is far inferior to that of teacher Zhou Dong, himself, it is also the best among Chudu’s ground pot chicken.

"Niuyuzhe's beef sauce is worthy of his fame,

However, it is rumored that this dish was rumored by Senior Shi, "The Godly Beggars Food and Don't Speech". I don't know whether it is true or not. If it is true, I'm afraid it will still be limited by his talent..."

Ling Zhenfeng shook his head slightly, feeling a little moved by the lack of talent in the Niu Yushu, wasting the opportunity to pass on his skills. He looked at the ground pot chicken on the table and felt fresh, so he picked up a piece of pot sticker cake to eat, and commented while eating: "Which girl just said that this was done by Zhou Dong's student?

It's not simple... Although it's still lacking in skills, it's a student with excellent talent. If you are just a student and refuse to accept it as a disciple, wouldn't it be a waste of talent?

Unfortunately, without Zhou Dong's skills, I will have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow. If I can't eat what he cooks today, I can't comment?

Lao Cang, after all, our affairs are related to the national health. I think it is better to be cautious. Are you not old friends with him? Can he let him cook for us next time?"

After all, he was still thinking about Zhou Dong's "deified hand" that was overwhelming him on the list of diligent weapons. If he couldn't get Zhou Dong's skills, he would be unwilling to accept it.

Cang Yanshan had no choice but to hold his forehead: "Lao Ling, aren't you pretending to be confused because you understand?

What we want to use is his wine, and we don’t invite him to be a chef at a national banquet?"

Ling Zhenfeng looked up at him: "Oh, it turns out you didn't want him to be a chef?"

"Are you talking nonsense? From the beginning, I just said I wanted to use his wine!

Although Brother Zhou has amazing cooking skills, he has never shown his skills in Huai Yang cuisine. I am not stupid, would I take risks at such an important banquet? Do I still want to do it? Besides, isn’t the chef you?"

"Oh, you also know that the chef is me. Then, according to the rules, who will decide the second chef?"

"Why are you drunk before you even get drunk? Of course, you, the 'Five Lakes Fish King', have made your reservation!"

"Five Lakes Fish King? This is a good name and has momentum!"

The Dragon God who was sitting next to observe life had his ears pricked when he saw Cang Yanshan. When he suddenly heard the name of the Five Lakes Fish King, he was shocked and knew that it was a dramatic meat coming!

"Isn't this the end? I am the chef, and even the second chef has to make the decision!

According to the previous rules, if you want to report the wine used for the banquet, you should ask me and the second chef first. You are so good that you can report it without even saying hello?"

Ling Zhenfeng became more and more angry as he spoke: "Lao Cang, I've been holding it all the way. I want to ask who did you learn this trick of "taking first and then making a move" from?

Now, you have reported it to the top. If I object, it will ruin our friendship for many years, but I have never tasted his wine. If I nodded directly to agree, I would be dereliction of duty!

Didn’t you make me embarrassed?”

Cang Yanshan was already in a disadvantaged position, so he had to smile and said, "Okay, okay... My King Lingyu, this wine is now placed in front of you. It's not too late to taste it now. Come on, I'll fill it for you. Is this a whole?"

"Why is it not too late now? You... well?"

Ling Zhenfeng looked down and was furious: "What kind of wine does this not even have the fragrance of wine?"

Lao Cang, why didn’t you join forces with this kid to enjoy me?

You don’t want to do it yourself, don’t drag me into the water, I still want to continue doing it!”

"Drinke, drink less."

Cang Yanshan was also annoyed. I, Lao Cang, is this kind of person? I picked up the wine glass and stuffed it to his mouth.

"I...uh...uh?"

Ling Zhenfeng is known as the "Five Lakes Fish King". His skills in freshwater fish are naturally arrogant in China. He is naturally not as professional as a warehouse in Yanshan. However, Zhou Dong's generals and ministers and even ordinary guests can drink it well, let alone him, the chef of the country and the master of the diligent work?

After snatching the cup, Cang Yanshan savored the wine with a slit, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and a twig of "Literary Hu" flowing up his chin trembled continuously.

Cang Yanshan laughed in his stomach. He was the most familiar with this old friend. A narrowing of his eyes means that the fish king is beautiful. If someone says that Zhou Dong’s wine cannot be used, he can fight with others!

"How about it?"

Cang Yanshan was also addicted to alcohol when he saw it. After taking two of his own wine slots, he had to blow it to him.

With his alcohol content, not to mention two-point wine, it is just twenty-point wine, which is just rinsing his mouth. It’s so troublesome to pour a cup.

Two big hands suddenly stretched out from the opposite side and pressed the two wine slots tightly.

Ling Zhenfeng stared and said, "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course I'm drinking."

Cang Yanshan said regretfully: "There are rules here, each person is limited to two cents of wine every day, and this is the general and three bowls of wine, but Gang can only choose one. Originally, based on my friendship with Brother Zhou, I could make an exception, but I haven't seen him yet, so I guess he hasn't come...

Lao Ling, let go. These two corners of wine are mine. What are you doing?"

"There are three more bowls left but the other one?"

Ling Zhenfeng's eyes turned, subconsciously licked his lips, but his hands pressed tighter: "Any wine drink like you is a waste of wine. Besides, have you drunk it? You have a relationship with that kid, when can't you come and drink it?

I will have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow.

That’s it, today all the four-corner wines belong to mine!”
Chapter completed!