When Song Zixuan saw that it was Zhang Kui who walked in the door, he was really relieved, he thought that it was Brother Hu and a few people who had come back again, if that was the case, I am afraid that he and the little beggar would not have good fruit to eat tonight.

"Brother Zhang, why are you ......?"

Without waiting for Song Zixuan to finish speaking, Zhang Kui looked at the little beggar with wide eyes, walked over quickly, grabbed the little beggar's collar, and shouted: "You little begging for food, who let you in, ask for food and go outside!"

With that, Zhang Kui walked out with the little beggar and pulled him out directly.

Song Zixuan wanted to say something, but he didn't speak, just looked at the little beggar with some shame.

However, the little beggar seemed to be used to it, and smiled at Song Zixuan: "Haha, buddy, thank you today, I'll go first!"

After speaking, he ran away, and Zhang Kui looked back at Song Zixuan with a gloomy face: "What's the matter with you, let the people who ask for food come in?"

While speaking, Zhang Kui looked at the empty plate on the table: "Did you cook for him?"

Song Zixuan wanted to say that this was for Yang Da Hammer, but he didn't explain in the end, the events of the day had already embarrassed Zhang Kui, and he didn't want to intensify the conflict.

Seeing that Song Zixuan didn't answer, Zhang Kui didn't say anything, he walked directly into the back kitchen and took a bag and left, after all, because of Lin Tiannan's appearance, Yang Dazhui's attitude towards Song Zixuan was obviously different, even if Zhang Kui was used to bullying him at ordinary times, he had some scruples now.

Subsequently, Song Zixuan cleaned up and left the restaurant.

In the room, in the dim light, Yang Dazhu's hand kept pressing on the calculator, looking at the data recorded on the paper, he frowned and sighed.

"If it's really emperor fried rice, it's never a problem to sell for more than eighty yuan a piece, plus the publicity is ......" Yang Dazhui muttered to himself while slowly leaning back on the sofa, "This little two...... I can't go!"

After speaking, he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes slightly and was silent for a long time.

After a while, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Xiaoxue, when are you coming back?"

"Dad, I didn't tell you, my classmates and I went hiking, and we will go to the beach in a few days. ”

Yang Dazhui frowned: "You girl, you don't go home to help when you're on vacation, there are so many things in the store, why are you so ignorant?"

"What...... Haven't you already said yes?"

"A promise is a promise, but it also depends on the situation, now the store is very busy, you come back to me quickly!" Yang Dazhui's tone was obviously stern.

"You...... You don't talk much, I won't go back, I came with my classmates, what's the matter if I go back at this time!"

"Okay, don't say it, book a ticket now, and I'll be back right away!"

After speaking, Yang Dazhui hung up the phone, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid the only thing that can be effective now is the emotional card." ”

Yang Dazhui's daughter is called Yang Xue, the same age as Song Zixuan, both are eighteen, go to high school in other places, and will only come back during the winter and summer vacations.

When he came back last time, Yang Dazhui found that Song Zixuan felt good about his daughter, plus Yang Xue was naturally beautiful, if these two people were directly matched, maybe ...... is more tempting than Lin Tiannan's olive branch, after all, they are all young people, strong in blood, and easy to be emotional.

For Yang Dazhui, the financial resources are naturally thousands of miles away from Lin Tiannan, but at Song Zixuan's age...... Yang Xue is definitely the best temptation.

"Girl, dad is thinking about your future, the current little two, impress me......"

In the courtyard, the autumn breeze was slightly cool, but the laughter of the grandparents and grandchildren made the whole environment warm.

"Haha, grandpa, what you said is true? That's a dignified celebrity chef in the capital, just humiliating an unknown junior?"

Fang Jingzhi also nodded with a smile and said, "Of course, if you want me to say that Liang Tong pretends to be a big-tailed eagle, the famous chef in the capital doesn't call you that because people give you face?" ”

"That's right, after all, there are people outside the world, but grandpa, what happened to that Bai Feng? Defeating the capital kitchen god can be regarded as an instant fame, right?" Song Zixuan asked with relish.

"Hehe, of course, Bai Feng was taken by a prince at that time, and was later introduced to the palace, and later became the chef of the imperial dining room, do you say he became an instant hit?"

Hearing this, Song Zixuan took a long breath, you must know that in ancient times, a cook could enter the imperial dining room, it was really a supreme honor......

"This is also too lucky, a competition has made a lifetime, just because of a blessing and longevity?"

"Of course not, can anyone make a full house of good fortune? Bai Feng is already impeccable from knife work to cooking skills, the most important thing is the cold iron pot, boy, have you ever heard of the cold iron pot?"

Song Zixuan couldn't help laughing: "Grandpa, you're here again, and you're still cold in the iron pot...... Do you want to say that this white maple will also descend the dragon eighteen fried?"

After speaking, Song Zixuan laughed even more, I have to say that Old Man Fang is old, and some stories are enjoyable to hear, but some stories are simply, and this cold iron is clearly only found in martial arts novels.

Fang Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "You kid knows a fart, if you want to listen to the story, you can listen to it, and if you don't want to listen to it, get out." ”

Song Zixuan only thought that his grandfather was old and confused, and he didn't say anything more, so as not to make the old man unhappy, but soon he thought of what the old man said last time......

Last time, he didn't believe in the internal force that the old man said at all, but according to the method on the recipe, he obviously felt that there was a force imposing on him, and thinking of this, his expression became serious.

"Grandpa, you say...... Is there a cold iron pot?"

At that time, laymen naturally didn't understand, but the kitchen world was alarmed, although Liang Tong lost to Bai Feng's Fushou Mantang, but he recognized the cold iron pot, Bai Feng was in the limelight at that time, and the prince valued it, so Liang Tong didn't dare to start. ”

The more Song Zixuan listened, the more he felt, and hurriedly asked, "Then what happened later?

"No, Liang Tong just didn't make a move for the time being," Fang Jingzhi shook his head slowly, and continued to say slowly, "Although he doesn't have the strength to take it, he has spread the white maple with a cold iron cauldron to the world, attracting a lot of treasure hunters." ”

"Ah, spread the word to the world, Grandpa, it is said that this is also a matter of the chef world, how can there be such a big disturbance?" Song Zixuan asked.

"What do you know, from ancient times to the present, there is no real chef world, catering world, food world, these are often related to the underground world, at that time, it was the Blue Gang of the late Qing Dynasty who took the lead in sending people to seize the treasure, and the underground world and even the imperial court at that time were affected. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly: "This is possible, the regime was turbulent in the late Qing Dynasty, and it was a time of chaos, so ...... Did they get it?"

Fang Jingzhi shook his head and said: "Hehe, if you don't say that Liang Tong, that bastard thief, he took advantage of the chaos to join forces with a prince to assassinate Bai Feng and get the cold iron pot, which was later said to be sold to the French." ”

"Sold abroad? Grandpa, this is a crime. Song Zixuan said angrily.

Song Zixuan has been reading ancient books in Fangjing House since he was a child, not only has a certain improvement in culture, but also has his own opinions on the treasures of China, especially the treasures of his own country flow abroad.

"Sun thief, you are right in this sentence, no matter how short of money people are, they must not mess with the things left by our ancestors abroad!" Fang Jingzhi's expression became serious as he spoke, and his usually squinted eyes rarely widened.

After chatting for a while, Song Zixuan persuaded his grandfather to go into the house to rest, after all, it was already autumn and the weather was slightly cool.

Fang Jingzhi quickly fell asleep with the strength of the wine, while Song Zixuan looked at the recipe on the side.

But this time it was not very smooth, he read the content of fried rice again, but the rest of the content was a little difficult to understand, the most important thing is that he can read through the text, but it is difficult to understand the meaning.

Seeing that Fang Jingzhi was asleep, he couldn't wake up and ask, so he simply put the recipe together and left.

Along the way, Song Zixuan thought about the content of the recipes he read tonight, and still wanted to ponder, but there was no progress, and as soon as he entered the house, he smelled a burst of vegetables.

Song Zixuan is also used to it, no matter how late he comes home every day, his mother will always wait for him at home, and the dishes on the table are always so fragrant.

"Mom, why don't you hurry up and rest so late today. Song Zixuan said as soon as he entered the door.

Mother Han Rong turned her head to look at Song Zixuan and said, "If you don't come back, how can I sleep, hurry, wash your hands and eat." ”

Han Rong is a housewife, but her background is not like this, she was born in a scholarly family, in order to be with Song Zixuan's father, despite the opposition of the family, she broke off the relationship with her mother's family.

Later, Han Rong devoted herself to serving her husband and children, and became a housewife, but she didn't expect her husband's sudden disappearance to leave her with heavy pressure, not only doing odd jobs to support her family, but also taking care of the newborn Song Zixuan, even so, she did not turn to her mother's family for help.

The mother's hard work is seen by the children, especially the sister Song Yinan who feels very sorry for her mother, but at the same time has an indelible hatred for her father.

After washing his hands and looking at the dishes on the table, Song Zixuan grinned and said, "Hehe, Mom, it's all what I like to eat." ”

Han Rong glanced at him: "Eat, Xiao Er, how is Grandpa Fang's health lately?"

"It's good, I was chatting with grandpa just now," Song Zixuan said while pulling the rice, "but grandpa is old, and sometimes he is a little old and confused." ”

Han Rong covered her mouth and smiled: "You can see it, right? Let me tell you, you have to be spoiled with the old man, the neighborhood has been in the street for so many years, and he is not bad to our family." ”

"Hey, don't worry, I know, by the way, Mom, how is my sister?

"Well, I said that I got a target on Lan Yuan's side, which is not bad, and I plan to go over and take a look after a while. ”

"If my sister has a boyfriend, they should come to see you!" Song Zixuan said seriously, growing up with his mother since he was a child, Song Zixuan knows one thing, that is, he has to protect his mother no matter what.

"Mom knows what you think, but I said stop for a few days at work, don't I have nothing to do? They are all young and busy, and I'll go see if they're fine." Han Rong looked at Song Zixuan with a smile, the smile on her face was full of love.

Song Zixuan lowered his head slightly: "Mom, it's because I don't have the ability, it is said that you should rest at your age......"

Hearing this, Han Rong smiled with relief, but didn't say anything, stroking the top of her son's head.

After a moment of silence, there was a knock on the door, very slowly, and it seemed very polite.

The two of them glanced at each other, and there was some surprise in their eyes, after all, ...... Usually people don't come to visit the house, especially at this late hour.