In fact, Zhou Peng was also directly asked by Ke Sanye, he was about to go home after work, but he was "invited" by Ke Sanye's subordinates, and he didn't even know the purpose of the other party, so he was naturally not ready to deal with it.

In Dumen, although Ke Sanye is not a leader in the catering industry, he has an unshakable position in the western district of the city.

He first started from a small shop, which is commonly known as a fly house and an alley restaurant, and is also known as a dog food restaurant in Dumen.

In a few years, due to the cheap and affordable dishes, four or five chains have also been created, and Ke San also has a lot of fame in the gangster world, with the help of brothers from all walks of life, he has opened some restaurants of moderate scale, and his net worth is not low today.

Zhou Peng thought for a while and said, "Third Master, what do you mean by your share ......of the pie?"

"Hehe, Zhou Peng, you are a smart person, why are ......you so unreasonable? But I'm going to starve. Ke San said as he stroked his hair.

Ke San's hairstyle is interesting, he is in his forties, and all sides of his head are shaved, only the hair that is seven or eight centimeters long is left on his scalp, which looks like a pot lid......

"Third master, what you said, how hungry are you, who doesn't know that you account for at least one-third of this ferry catering industry, right?"

In fact, Zhou Peng's words are also exaggerated, no matter how well he mixes Kesan, he also started from the grassroots, and he can't compare to those big restaurants or national chain restaurants, but if he doesn't hold him like this, Zhou Peng also knows that it is not good to take it down.

"Hahaha, one-third or half, the resources of Dumen City are so many people, all of them have gone to your big food generation, naturally no one will come to my Juxian Village, and it will not be deserted overnight?"

"This ...... Third master, the big food generation is not my industry, after all, I can't call the shots. Zhou Peng said with an embarrassed face.

"That's easy, if you don't do it, the manager of the big food generation, I won't embarrass you. ”

"Huh?"

"Everyone is in the catering industry, why bother pretending to be with me? Zhou Peng, you are now the manager of the Great Food Generation, do you dare to say that you have no authority?" Ke San shrugged and smiled.

"I ...... Third master, let me tell you, I've been doing catering for so many years, and it's the first time I've met a big food generation like this, and now I really don't have permission. Zhou Peng said.

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Zhou Peng naturally knew Ke San's status in the western district of the city, not only in the catering world, but also in the underground world, if he was provoked, not to mention that the work was not good, even the life would be sad, so no matter what, he couldn't mess with him.

And the best thing to do now is undoubtedly to blame the matter on someone else, such as ...... Song Zixuan!

The emperor's fried rice came from his hands, and he was also the only person in the restaurant who was not under Zhou Peng's control, and such a person was undoubtedly the best candidate.

"Third master, I have also been a restaurant manager for many years, and I have never encountered this situation, the emperor fried rice of our big food generation is fried by a special chef, this chef is not managed by me at all, and even the roster is not in my hands, the time after work is not fixed every day, I can leave if I want, and I only make twenty copies of fried rice at most, I don't even know what his salary is, but ......"

"But what?" Ke San asked.

However, it is rumored that he earns tens of thousands of dollars a month. ”

"Is it? I'm afraid the head chef of the Big Food Restaurant is about 20,000 yuan, right?

"So, third master, now what do you ask me to do, I can't be the master, the signature dishes of the big food generation are not under my management at all, you have a cup of soup...... How do I divide it?"

Hearing this, Ke San frowned slightly, played with the purple clay pot in his hand, touched the lid of the pot, and touched his hair.

"It seems...... It's still a bit difficult to do, but it's not too difficult in the third master, Zhou Peng, what you said is true? You should know the fate of lying to your third master, right?"

Zhou Peng stood up abruptly and said sincerely: "Third master, everything is true, I don't dare to lie to you if you lend me eight guts, unless I don't want to get mixed up in the realm of Dumen." ”

Ke San nodded slowly: "It's good to know, although the third master is mixed in the western district of the city, he still has a lot of friends in Dumen City, so let's tell me that person, and I will ask someone to invite him." ”

"His name is Song Zixuan, and his family also lives in Chengxi District, but I don't know the specific address, after all, the roster is not in my hands, but you can find him every day in the store. Zhou Peng immediately said, this is what he has been looking forward to for a long time, if Song Zixuan is rectified because of this matter, the boss will not complain to him.

Leaving Juxianzhuang, Zhou Peng finally exhaled, he had seen Ke Sanye once a few years ago, just because their restaurant manager offended Ke Sanye at that time, and his leg was broken at the door of the hotel after work.

Later, Ke Sanye's car passed by, just glanced at it, and didn't speak, the manager crawled over to apologize and beg to let go, and it was from that time that Zhou Peng knew Ke Sanye's strength, which he couldn't afford to provoke.

The next day, everything went on as usual, Zhou Peng stayed in the front hall, almost waiting for Ke Sanye's people to come, but until the evening, no one came.

However, on this day, there are not many imperial fried rice meals, only six, after all, it is difficult for high-priced signature dishes to sell orders every day.

When he didn't get off work, Zhou Peng left as usual, in his opinion, Ke Sanye was steady, and he should be investigating Song Zixuan now.

And Song Zixuan did not leave the hotel in a hurry, but waited for everyone else to leave and began to restart the stove.

Although he doesn't know how to fry many dishes, he has been in the Chunxiang Restaurant for so long, and he has also prepared semi-finished products for Zhang Kui, so he still understands something, but the difference is just to fry it himself, but coupled with Yang Dazhui's final training and recent experience, he also has the ability to start a stove.

He is not in a hurry, he plans to try to stir-fry three dishes a day, one side of each dish, so that the consumption of ingredients is not easy to be discovered.

In fact, even if he uses ingredients, I'm afraid Zheng Hui won't have any opinions, but in order to avoid some trouble, Song Zixuan still chooses to keep a low profile, after all, Zheng Hui's recent abnormality has also made him feel a little uneasy.

All the semi-finished products were prepared, so in less than twenty minutes, Song Zixuan fried three dishes.

I picked it up and tasted it, but the taste was not satisfactory, not to mention compared with Jinyu fried rice, it was better than Zhang Kui and Li Tao, I am afraid it was a lot worse.

"Maybe it's because the technique is not integrated enough, and I have to practice more in the future. ”

Song Zixuan put away the dishes and packed them, and then locked the door and left.

It was already late and he missed the last bus, but Song Zixuan naturally didn't plan to take a taxi home, but chose to take his legs.

As soon as I turned to leave, I saw a silver van parked on the side of the road not far away, flashing double.

At this moment, the rear door opened, and two men walked down, both of whom were burly and fierce-looking, obviously walking towards him.

Song Zixuan's first reaction was that the other party was Li Jiahao's person, and this guy was really endless.

But today's bad luck, Song Zixuan asked Sang Tianshuo to get off work early, and Gu Xiaobao's master was not there, it seems that he really encountered a problem.

"Song Zixuan?"

"Hmm. ”

"The third master wants to see you, come with us. ”

"Third master?" Song Zixuan was really a little unfamiliar with this title, he had heard a few people call him the second master, this third master......

"Let's go. ”

The big man spoke, directly grabbed Song Zixuan's arm, and walked to the car.

Song Zixuan secretly said that it was a blessing or a curse, it was a disaster that could not be avoided, so he simply did not struggle, and followed them into the car, he knew that during this time period, there were not many people on the road, and even if he struggled, he was just taken into the car more roughly.

Because the car was very easy to drive at night, the van stopped in about ten minutes, the door opened, and Song Zixuan saw the car parked at the door of a bathing center called "Zhixintang".

The bathing center doesn't look luxurious, the façade is very old, and some of the walls have fallen off.

"Let's go inside. Dahan said and brought Song Zixuan in.

The person at the front desk was a middle-aged woman, wearing a wrinkled gray suit, with a red yarn suspender belt underneath, and her white chest flesh was exposed, but there was no beauty in Song Zixuan's eyes.

"Come on, the third master has finished washing and gone to the private room. The middle-aged woman said.

Dahan nodded, took Song Zixuan into the men's bath dressing room, and said, "Take off the bath." ”

"Hmm? Okay. Song Zixuan didn't ask much, he took off his clothes and took a bath, his family lives in a bungalow, and he usually has no conditions for bathing at all, he washes and wipes while taking a basin, and it's not bad to take a bath outside.

There is no need to calculate the water fee in the bathing center, Song Zixuan called it a wash, and the bath gel was beaten three times, until the whole body was full of fragrance, and then he wiped his body.

Dahan took a set of yukata for him to change into, and immediately took him to the lounge on the second floor, and after walking in, Dahan closed the door and left.

Song Zixuan really didn't know what the other party meant, he was invited by a person named Sanye at night, took a bath when he came, and then went into the private room to rest, which was strange.

There was only one red light on in the private room, which looked unsettling and hot, and soon, Song Zixuan couldn't stay anymore and planned to go out to ask.

But just as he was about to get up, the door was pushed open, and a woman walked in, Song Zixuan was stunned, wondering if she had gone to the wrong house, but who knew that as soon as she came in, she closed the door directly and locked it.

The woman looked to be about thirty years old, wearing a silk belly pocket with short suspenders, under which the fat seemed to flow out, and the lower body was even more exaggerated, wearing only a pair of purple panties and fishnet stockings on both legs.

This body is sexy to say, but wearing it on this woman's body makes Song Zixuan dare not praise it, it is really discordant......

"Little brother, hehe, so handsome. As the woman spoke, she walked over, put one hand on Song Zixuan's chest, and swiped it down.

"You...... Wrong, right?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Stupid, if you don't like each other, I can change it, but ...... I'm the truth. ”

As she spoke, the woman lifted her belly pocket, and the white flesh shone in front of Song Zixuan.

"I'll tell you, you'll know how good my sister is later. ”