Wu Zheng was holding the pill in his hand that looked like it had expired, and his face was disgusted, like an unripe bitter gourd. The old man was proud, and he showed a smile when he met people, as if he was bathing in the wind and came to the second spring.

Wu Zheng followed behind speechlessly, and said in his heart that the spirit of the old man was full of flowers. However, the behavior of the old man also brought a lot of trouble. Because the old man is not only limited to smiling at men, he also smiles when he sees women, and smiles even brighter. Along the way, the old man didn't know that he had shown his disrespectful smile to a few women from good families. Don't say it's these passers-by, even if Wu Zheng sees it, he can't help but take a sip.

Back at Huafu, while it was still early, Wu Zheng ran to the kitchen and dissolved the pill in water according to Old Man Hua's instructions. But unfortunately, the bones of this pill are hard, and they refuse to dissolve no matter what. Wu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in his heart that I can't cure the playboy and can't cure you.

So in a fit of anger, he directly boiled the water, and under the watchful eyes of many chefs, he threw the pill that was not in good condition directly. The surrounding cooks all gathered around, thinking that Wu Zheng was about to show his skills again, and one by one worshipful people gathered around to watch.

There are a few cooks who can pat on the back, and they can't help but applaud next to them, for fear that others won't notice, so they deliberately raised their voices. Good guy, this voice, Wu Zhengshu has completely become the center of the kitchen. Wu Zheng was also depressed in his heart, and he didn't know when he started, as soon as he entered the kitchen, he would be surrounded by people. What to say depends on how much you can show your skills, and you have to learn a few hands. Wu Zheng was embarrassed to steal something and eat it, so he had to blatantly say that it was a tasting.

As Wu Zheng added firewood to the fire, the fire became more and more vigorous, and the water temperature gradually increased. Wu Zheng's eyes stared at the pill, and finally there was a tendency to gradually dissolve, and Wu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. The heart said that if you don't dissolve again, you will also be poor in donkey skills, and you should be ashamed.

The pill, under high temperature, dissolves at a rate visible to the naked eye. And at this time, I don't know who suddenly underestimated: "Who farted?"

The voice was not loud and did not attract the attention of the people around him. After all, it wasn't put in the face, and no one cared. However, when Wu Zheng heard this, he suddenly had a bad premonition. Wu Zheng moved his nose and sniffed hard.

The next moment, Wu Zheng's pupils contracted violently, and the smell seemed to emanate from the pot. Wu Zheng couldn't forget the taste of the pill, it was a taste that was difficult to describe with words alone. It also smells stinky, sour, fishy, and even stench. That Wong Tai Sin is definitely a superb, which one is rare in a hundred years. Otherwise, who would have made such a heart-wrenching pill out. At this moment, Wu Zheng wanted to scold his mother, what kind of pill is this, it has been dissolved in water, a whole pot of water, and it has not stopped.

Wu Zheng had heard of a fish stirring up a pot full of fish, but at this moment, another sentence automatically appeared in his mind, a pill stirred up the pot full of smell. This time it is estimated that there will be a trouble, and there is a smell coming from the kitchen, what will outsiders think? Huafu has the virtue of recycling?

In a hurry, Wu Zheng was in a hurry, and happened to see the pot lid next to him. So without saying a word, Wu Zheng hurriedly took it and covered it on the pot. Sure enough, the stench disappeared, Wu Zheng

only to breathe a sigh of relief. The heart said that his name as a chef almost disappeared because of this. Reaching out and touching his forehead again, it was already full of fine beads of sweat.

But then the question came again, how should I take out the medicine? Wu Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at the cook who had surrounded him, and he began to have a headache again. Are you so good-looking? One by one, they looked at themselves as if they were staring at the lover of their dreams, and their eyes were shining with green light. Wu Zheng felt for the first time that he was also a sought-after item.

The playboy looked for Wu Zheng in the house for a long time, but he didn't even see a shadow. Of course, the playboy didn't start looking for it with the mentality of wanting to teach Wu Zheng a lesson, but because he was afraid that Wu Zheng would be lost. If someone else loses it, the playboy is not worried, the key is Wu Zheng this time. Since I met Wu Zheng from you, I have never let myself worry about it. It's either that there's a problem here today, or there's something wrong there. Unconsciously, the playboy has become Wu Zheng's guardian, so Wu Zheng called "You are my father" cordially and meekly.

The playboy was walking around, and he ran into the old butler. It looks like he's looking for himself, and when he sees himself, he rushes over. The playboy's perception of the old housekeeper is basically no different from Wu Zheng's, they all look at the past with the same eyes. Because in the eyes of the playboy, the IQ of the old housekeeper is on par with Wu Zheng.

The old butler stopped a few steps in front of the playboy, smiled politely at first, and then cut to the chase: "Young master, the master is waiting for you in the study." ”

The dude clasped his nose with his little thumb, mumbled, and walked away.

The old housekeeper was accustomed to the dandy's careless attitude, so he had no choice but to say it again: "Young master, the master is waiting for you in the study." ”

This time, the playboy finally stopped, put his hands behind his back and said, "Let him wait." With that, he leaned his neck and obviously left.

The old housekeeper sighed, he still knew that his young master had a big temper. In fact, if you think about it, how can there be a son who reconciles with his father just after being beaten. The heart said that if he was a son, he would not be reconciled, and it would be a shame.

The playboy always felt that Wu Zheng didn't leave the house, but he didn't know where to hide. Suddenly, the playboy slapped his head and said in his heart how he had missed a place. Thinking about it, he walked in one direction towards the kitchen.

Wu Zheng didn't eat in the morning, and now he finally got to the kitchen, and he had to eat a big meal. However, every time Wu Zheng picked up something, he had to be looked at by the chefs around him for a long time, for fear of missing out on any exquisite craftsmanship. Wu Zheng was very helpless at this time, and said in his heart that he was just eating something, as for it?

Wu Zheng's ugly eating appearance was completely seen by the group of cooks. That's it, they also have to praise a few words of frenzy, saying that the posture is elegant and the movements are skillful. These people like to pat on the back, and they eat like this.

At this time, the playboy happened to walk in from outside, and at a glance he caught a glimpse of Wu Zheng, who was eating happily. Well, it turns out that this thing is really hiding here to steal food. The playboy walked in angrily and knocked a fan on Wu Zheng's head directly.

Wu Zheng was in pain, and he bit his tongue again, the pain was enough to choke, and tears were about to fall.

As for the cooks who were around just now, all

Seeing that the situation was not good, they all ran away, and none of them were left, as if they were going to flee the famine. Wu Zheng scolded in his heart, they were all unrighteous masters, and they ran faster than anyone else when something happened.

The playboy didn't care much about these details, reached out and grabbed the back collar of Wu Zheng, and asked, "Where have you been today?"

However, when the playboy finished speaking, he expected Wu Zheng's scared and frightened expression to not appear. On the contrary, it is unusually calm. The playboy said in his heart, what's wrong with this product, suddenly I'm not afraid of myself? Looking at Wu Zheng's appearance, he is very calm, and he doesn't look like he is pretending. Could it be that his own method is outdated? The playboy frowned and began to carefully look at Wu Zheng in front of him.

Then before Wu Zheng could make a voice, the playboy suddenly made an astonishing remark: "You are not Wu Zheng, say, who are you?"

"What. Wu Zheng's eyes stared at the boss, what do you mean that you are not Wu Zheng. Before Wu Zheng could understand the situation, his head was hit by a folding fan again.

Wu Zheng screamed in pain and ran violently in the kitchen. The playboy followed closely, scolding while chasing: "What kind of bird are you, you dare to pretend to be Wu Zheng." ”

Wu Zheng was beaten back and forth by the playboy more than ten times, and the playboy finally stopped his movements, pretending to be in disbelief and said in surprise: "You are Wu Zheng?"

The fire in Wu Zheng's heart, who else could he be if he wasn't Wu Zheng. The playboy has recently taught himself that he has begun to make excuses without worrying. Feel free to come up with a reason, and just arrange it for yourself. Wu Zheng's children's hearts are wronged, so pitiful.

Although Wu Zheng was beaten, it was not very serious, and the next moment he put on a sneering smile, and said directly to the pot just now: "The old man asked for medicine for you, and boiled it in the pot." ”

When the playboy heard this, his heart warmed. Although his grandfather is not very serious, he can't hide his kindness to himself. It's just that it's the first time that the playboy has heard of boiling Chinese medicine in a big iron pot. That's it, it's no wonder if it's not boiled. To say that Wu Zheng's cooking skills are good, the playboy can't refute it. But this boiling medicine seems to be still a layman.

The dude stepped forward with his hands behind his back and lifted the lid of the pot in one fell swoop. Wu Zhenggang wanted to stop it, but it was obviously too late. As the dude lifted the lid of the pot, the gray-black water vapor instantly volatilized. Not only that, but a sour smell directly filled the entire room, and the entire kitchen suddenly seemed to have hundreds of pairs of sweaty feet.

The playboy bore the brunt, and Wu Zheng could even see that the black mist directly wrapped the playboy, tightly. The black mist was like a monster that had always been terrifying, devouring the playboy, and continued to expand outward. Wu Zheng was taken aback, and hurriedly covered his nose and ran out.

Looking at the dude again, his eyes were smoked with tears by the smell. The nose is sore, and the snot is also running wildly. The taste was so bad that my head was dizzy, and I almost plunged into the pot.

Wu Zhengdu had already run out of the door, and he could hear the voice of the playboy roaring: "Wu Zheng, don't run, you finish drinking for Young Master Ben." Wu Zheng heard where he dared to stay, if he really drank that medicinal soup, he might be able to say goodbye in the future.

Afterwards, the medicinal soup in the pot mysteriously disappeared. The only clues left were the smug eyes of the playboy and the sound of Wu Zheng's incessant hiccups.