"5000?" Chen Dahu asked tentatively.

Murphy shook his head.

"50,000?"

Murphy still shook his head.

Chen Dahu is a little confused, you obviously stretched out a slap, isn't it a number that starts with 5 words? Is it only 500 yuan?

But he was embarrassed to say so little, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, forgive me for being stupid, I really can't guess." Just say it, we'll treat you as much as you want. ”

"500,000. ”

A huge number, faintly spat out of Murphy's mouth, as if to say something very simple.

Chen Dahu almost fell from the chair to the ground, 500,000 yuan, this is still the price after the cheap?

Although he thought so in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, "Mo...... Mr. Mo, we are in a hurry, we don't have so much money in our hands, can you see if you can give Qiling a look first?"

"Of course. Mo Fei said, sandwiched a piece of barbecue meat on the plate, and handed it to Chen Qiling, "You're hungry, eat this piece of barbecue first, and I'll treat you later." ”

Chen Qiling hadn't eaten since lunch, and if he had been so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back before, he suddenly fell ill today, his mood was heavy and depressed, his stomach was blocked, and he couldn't feel hungry at all.

Now sitting in front of Mo Fei, looking at him with a breezy and calm appearance, Chen Qiling's heart that he had been mentioning was put down, and he smelled the aroma of barbecue again, and his stomach made a "cooing" sound.

Chen Qiling took the plate, only to see that the barbecue was not marinated with any spices, it was simply roasted with fire, but it was just brushed with oil. After sniffing it again, I immediately judged that the barbecue was mutton, but it did not have the fishy smell of ordinary mutton.

He thought to himself, this is a good piece of mutton, I don't know how the chef bakes it, can it be compared to me, but don't spoil such a good piece of meat.

He first glanced at the signboard of the Le Shifang behind him, and then swept Mo Fei's face with his residual vision, and had a preliminary judgment in his heart: this is roughly a private restaurant, the store and the chef are quite clean and tidy, if the full score is 10 points, the impression score is about 7 points.

7 points, his family's food is still acceptable. If it's less than 7, he says he can't eat anything in the store.

Chen Qiling picked up the knife and fork and cut it according to the roast mutton.

It's so strange! The knife didn't encounter any obstacles, like cutting a piece of tofu.

He quickly raised the knife in front of him to confirm that it was an ordinary dinner knife, not a scalpel.

But how is it so sharp?!

Could it be the reason for the barbecue?

Chen Qiling looked at the barbecue again, the incision was juicy, and the tender red incision reminded him that this was a piece of fine meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and only a chef who was familiar with barbecue could grill it.

But the fiber of the meat is clear, indicating that it is not as fluffy as lamb that has been stewed for a long time, which indicates that it is not the cause of meat either.

So what's going on?

If the door of the brain can display question marks, Chen Qiling's head will be full of question marks.

The first time he encountered this situation, a small restaurant actually made him full of questions, which was a bit abnormal.

Since you can't see the clue, let's try it first, and maybe you can taste the reason. With that in mind, he picked up the cut piece of roast lamb with his fork and put it in his mouth.

Biting down lightly, Chen Qiling's eyes suddenly widened, startling Chen Dahu, who was struggling with huge "medical expenses": Qiling's eyes are so round, isn't it about to get sick again?

He was about to get up from his seat, when he saw Chen Qiling's eyes closed, his expression was as usual, and there was no other condition.

At this time, only Chen Qiling himself knew what he was experiencing.

He is a chef, and the people in the circle are either gourmets or chefs, and he has never seen anything delicious and fun.

Where is this mutton, it is clearly a clear spring.

He just bit it lightly, and the mutton melted, flowing wantonly in his mouth, and a fresh smell rushed straight to his brain, and the whole person instantly saw thousands of fireworks rising and blooming in his mind......

The melted mutton was swallowed down the throat, and a surge of energy surged up all over the body, rushing back and forth between the limbs and hundreds of remains.

This is not mutton at all, nor is it any mortal food, this is clearly a delicacy from heaven. Only the delicacies of heaven can release such a multi-layered experience and beautiful enjoyment.

Chen Qiling sat for a long time, and Chen Dahu looked at him nervously, for fear that he would suddenly become ill again.

Thankfully not.

Chen Qiling opened his eyes, and those eyes were clearly full of light, which was the light of joy, the light of shock, and the light of life.

This light shone on Mo Fei's body, and gradually it all turned into a light of admiration!

The genius boy who was almost never convinced looked at Murphy as if he were looking at a god, looking at a peak that he could never surpass.

There was infinite excitement and emotion in his heart, but he couldn't say a word, and his eyes gradually turned into tears, crackling down.

What is the situation? Chen Dahu was blinded, and so were the people who came with him. It's just a bite of barbecue, why do you suddenly cry?

Is it too unpalatable?

It seems that this is the only reason.

But the next scene made them almost drop their eyeballs to the ground, because it was the first time they had seen such a crazy Chen Qiling.

In front of any food, Chen Qiling has always maintained the elegance and arrogance of a professional chef, but this time, he seemed to have lost his mind, like a hungry wolf seeing meat, threw the knife and fork in his hand, and directly grabbed the barbecue on the plate and gnawed it.

Morsel.

Two mouthfuls.

Three mouthfuls.

A huge piece of barbecue meat was eaten by him in three bites.

After eating, he was still not satisfied, first licked his fingers clean, and then picked up the plate and licked it again, which made people feel ashamed to see it.

Even, Chen Dahu and the others retracted their necks, their faces turned red, and they covered their eyes and were embarrassed to look at it again: Is this still the arrogant genius boy of our old Chen family? It is clearly Marshal Tianpeng who has gone down to the mortal world!

"Delicious!"

Spit out these two words, and Chen Qiling suddenly fell on the dining table.

"Oops!"

Chen Dahu and the others were frightened, aren't they sick again?!

Chen Dahu was quick and quickly grabbed Chen Qiling, afraid that he would fall to the ground and be injured. The others also surrounded and grabbed Chen Qiling's arms and legs.

"Mr. Mo, take a look, he's sick again!" Chen Dahu said eagerly.

Mo Fei sat there motionless, looking like he didn't care about himself.

Chen Dahu couldn't sit still, got up and said excitedly: "Mo ...... Mo Fei, 500,000 yuan will be called by the family early tomorrow morning, and you will not be missing a penny, you should hurry up and show Qiling!"

"Don't look at it. Mo Fei said lightly.

Chen Dahu and the others are blinded, you said that you can cure the disease of the seven spirits, we rushed here in a hurry, but you said that you couldn't see it anymore, isn't this playing tricks?

"Murphy!"

A fire arose in Chen Dahu's heart, "Are you playing with us? Although our Chen family is in Nanyue, if we are in trouble, we can still clean you up!"

"Huh. Murphy didn't lift his eyelids, "You take a good look at your brother, is this a symptom of his illness?"

Chen Dahu looked at Chen Qiling suspiciously, only to see that he was breathing evenly, and his face was like an ordinary person, as if he was asleep.

"This ...... Are you asleep?"

"He was so tired that he slept. ”

It turned out to be a false alarm.

"Ink ...... Mr. Mo, what do you mean when you just said you don't need to read it?" Chen Dahu remembered what Mo Fei had just said and asked.

Mo Fei raised his eyelids, "It's getting late, I have to go to sleep." You let the Seven Spirits rest for the night, and then come back early tomorrow morning. ”

"Mr. Mo, this ......"

"Drop-off. ”