Wang Xiaopang's eyes tightened, as if he had been greatly injured, and slowly spread out his little fat hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where's the toothpick?"

The two hurriedly grabbed Wang Xiaopang's hand, only to see that in his palm, only one tip of the toothpick was exposed, and the rest of the part was inserted into the flesh, and blood flowed out little by little.

"It's shorter than anyone!" Wang Xiaopang said through gritted teeth.

"Nima is too ruthless!" Zhang Yang shouted, "Pull it out quickly!"

"Damn, little fatty, brother lost!" Ge Liang hurriedly took out a card and handed it to Yu Xiaoyu, "Sister, swipe the card quickly!"

Wang Xiaopang showed a tragic smile, and he was a little hideous, "From today on, none of you can afford to fight the fat man!"

His skin was rough and thick, and the toothpick was inserted against the skin, and he didn't bleed much, but when he pulled it out, he didn't speak loudly, and he grinned and screamed.

After finishing the matter, he stroked his big wallet and kept muttering: "Brothers, brother can only help here......"

After breakfast, Wang Xiaopang came to the kitchen outside Mo Fei with a big belly, "Boss Mo, discuss something." ”

"What's the matter?" Murphy was still busy.

"Of course, it's a mutually beneficial thing. Wang Xiaopang said with a smile.

"You want to hear it?"

Wang Xiaopang came closer and wanted to enter the kitchen, but the door was too narrow to accommodate his fat body. "Hmm, Boss Mo, you see that this design is obviously discriminating against us important people in society. ”

When Yu Xiaoyu heard this, he smiled and said, "Fat brother, you are a social heavyweight." ”

Mo Fei moved a few steps closer, "Let's talk about something." ”

"Boss Mo, the hot sauce you make is simply a must, if it is packaged well and brought to the market, it will definitely be in short supply. ”

Wang Xiaopang lowered his voice and said: "You know the old aunt hot sauce, with a bottle of hot sauce is popular in China, the annual profit is more than 100 million! If you cooperate with me, I will contribute funds and factories, and you will be in charge of technology, you will definitely be able to become popular! As for the profit, how about we divide it fifty-fifty?"

The cute Wang Xiaopang, with his little eyes turning, immediately turned into a businessman who forgot his righteousness.

Mo Fei remained silent and asked, "How much is a bottle of old godmother?"

Wang Xiaopang scratched his head, "About ten yuan." ”

"I sell 298 a bottle, will you buy it?" asked Mo Fei rhetorically.

"No!" Wang replied decisively.

"Then what's the point of talking? Let's go, don't send it!" Murphy refused.

Wang Xiaopang refused to leave, "Boss Mo, we can reduce the cost of raw materials and make it ten yuan a bottle!"

"Ten yuan a bottle is the taste of the old godmother, I only make the best food. Well, your friend called you, let's go......"

Wang Xiaopang picked up the box and walked away dejectedly, and the column of [Refusing Ten Temptations of Fame and Fortune] in Mo Fei's mind lit up with the seventh checkmark.

When the door was about to close, Qu Zhou came.

"Sister Qu, I'm sorry, breakfast is gone. Yu Xiaoyu stood at the door and said.

"I've had breakfast, is Boss Mo here?"

Yu Xiaoyu pointed to the house and said, "He's packing up his things inside, do you have something to do with him?"

Qu Zhou nodded, opened the curtain and went in, and saw Mo Fei mopping the floor, she stood at the door and said, "Boss Mo, I'll bring you a message." ”

"Oh, that friend of yours is gone?" asked Murphy.

"Yes, she went back to the capital overnight last night, and when she left, she told me to thank you, and she said that she would never forget your great kindness, and she would come to thank you personally. ”

"It's nothing, her acting skills are very good, and she will definitely be able to star in "God of Kitchen". ”

Qu Zhou was about to go out, but Mo Fei stopped her, "Didn't you want to eat desserts in the store two days ago, and now you have it." ”

"Really?!" Qu Zhou clapped his hands and said, "Okay, good...... What's for it?"

"Well, there are a lot of them, but you have to book in advance. What do you want to eat?" asked Murphy.

"Let me think about it......" Qu Zhou blinked a few times, "I wanted to eat a dessert a few days ago, but I haven't found it, I wonder if you can make it?"

"What is it?"

I ate it many years ago, and I never forgot the taste. Qu Zhou began to drool as he spoke. She was a little embarrassed, and quickly covered her mouth with a red face.

Mo Fei entered his mind, and searched for a [Sweet Food List], and sure enough, there was [Peach Fat White Fungus Soup].

"Peach fat needs to be soaked for more than 12 hours in advance, so come back tomorrow night, and I'll keep it for you." Murphy said.

"Okay, it's settled! I like the sweeter flavors......

After sending Qu Zhou away, Mo Fei closed the door of the store and took a taxi with Yu Xiaoyu to go straight to the School of Gastronomy of Canghai University.

Walking into the gate of the academy 15 minutes later, Li Qinghua and Chen Yansheng were already waiting there, and when they saw Mo Fei coming in, the two greeted them with smiles on their faces and held Mo Fei's hand tightly.

At this moment, in the teaching building, many heads poked out of the window, and they were secretly surprised to see the dean and vice dean protecting Mo Fei from left to right.

"What is the origin of this person, the two deans personally escorted him, even if the principal came, he did not receive this kind of courtesy. ”

"I haven't seen it, it can't be someone from the National Gastronomy Association, right?"

"It's him, Murphy, our classmate in the elite class. ”

"Who is Murphy......?

……

On the third floor, Mung Bean discovered the situation for the first time, and whispered: "Brother Feng, it's that kid again, come and see." ”

Tang Feng turned sideways and looked down, only to see that Mo Fei was "hostaged" by the two deans, and was walking towards the teaching building, followed by a handsome girl.

There was a look of eagerness on his face, "Mo Fei, you're here again, this time I must challenge you face to face!

Mung Bean licked his lips, "Brother Feng, that chick is really standard-looking, if you don't like my brother, I'll do it." ”

Tang Feng snorted, "What does this have to do with me!"

Mung Bean smiled, "I understand, I understand...... Brother Feng only has a sister-in-law in his eyes!"

After a while, the bell rang for the end of class, and the students of the elite class came out of their respective classes and ran to the fourth floor.

Mo Fei, Yu Xiaoyu and Chen Yansheng also came out of the dean's office, and the three of them went downstairs while talking. On the fourth floor, Mo Fei went straight to the classroom, while Yu Xiaoyu was led by Chen Yansheng and transferred to the freshman (1) class on the first floor.

As soon as Mo Fei walked into the classroom, the classmates immediately made an uproar, some slapped the desk, some applauded, and some simply greeted the door.

"Murphy is here again, we will win this year's food competition......"

"Great God, I want to worship you......"

"Master Mo, teach me how to make prawns and roasted cabbage......"

There were only two classmates in the class who could hold their breath, Lin Yan sat in her seat and looked at Mo Fei with a smile, Tang Feng had a gloomy face, his right hand trembled slightly, and he suppressed the anger in his heart.

With the arrival of Li Qinghua, the class that was still boiling just now immediately quieted down.

Li Qinghua smiled: "Classmate Mo Fei, you just took a class, and you shocked them, amazing!"

He stepped up to the podium and continued: "Students, Mo Fei is a special student recruited by our college, he is two years older than you, and he has more experience in cooking. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone "snorted", which was particularly harsh in the quiet classroom.

"Tang Feng, are you okay?" asked Li Qinghua.

Tang Feng stood up, pointed at Mo Fei and said, "I want to challenge him face-to-face, compete for a dish, and ask the dean to be the referee!"