Zheng Zixu's eyes were about to fall out, and he hurriedly hid behind Ying Lingfei, and shouted anxiously: "Wooden face, look, this kid is stronger than your muscles, can you beat him." I've never seen anyone so strong, and his arms can compare to my thighs. ”

"The hand of the wind is also comparable to your waist. Glancing at Zheng Zixu beside him, Ying Lingfei said coldly.

……

Feng Qingge glared at Ying Lingfei fiercely, this figure was not what she wanted, it was a big deal to lose weight.

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince, this, what's wrong. The shopkeeper's face sank, even if he was blind, he knew that this kid was here to find trouble. If it were normal, he would have asked the thugs to clean him out. It's just that this kid is the one who came with Murong Mo, and he didn't have the courage to drive people away.

Murong Mo raised his hand suddenly, slapped the shopkeeper in the face, and said angrily: "Don't you understand, my people said that the food in your store is unpalatable, why don't you call the chef of your store out quickly!"

"This ...... Your Highness, how can you taste the dishes of Cuiwei Pavilion if you grab it with this hand and eat it with a lot of dates?" the shopkeeper was slapped and could only swallow his anger.

The so-called food, in addition to the chef's problems, also has its own problems, this big man grabs a handful and stuffs it, just like Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit, he can't eat any taste.

"You know what a fart, don't call the chef yet!" Murong Mo was furious, stood up immediately, and kicked the shopkeeper's body. But he looked at the big man opposite like a flattering look, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Master He, don't be angry, the food here is so subclassy." ”

"Hmph, there are really nothing good in the capital of Yunguo, garbage! The first restaurant is nothing more than that!" The light in his eyes flickered, and He Wei snorted coldly.

Zheng Zixu's heart was even more uncomfortable, and he said with some annoyance: "Hey, big man, will you eat or not." What can you taste when your hands are so dirty?"

"I never use chopsticks when I eat, I always use my hands. My tongue is very sensitive, and I know where the taste is bad when I eat a little, but it's you, such an unpalatable meal has to be reserved for a month to eat, and the identity is not good. But you Yunguo, this can only be the case. He Wei sneered, as a good chef, he didn't bother to come here at all, if it weren't for that damn boy, he wouldn't have fallen to this point!

Grab it with your hands, isn't it India's Ah San?

Feng Qingge couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes closed slightly, waiting for this good show to be staged.

After a while, a man dressed in white walked out quickly, still holding a soup spoon in his hand, and asked with a little puzzlement, "Which guest is not satisfied with my meal?"

"It's me, boy, this plate of dumplings is from you, right?" He said with a cold smile as he stepped on the dumplings on the ground.

The chef's face sank, and he said coldly: "Yes, this name is Hundred Birds Chaofeng." ”

"Yes, a hundred birds and a phoenix. After boiling the stock in advance, putting the dumplings in the pot and cooking them, placing them on a plate, adding the sauce and topping them with the green vegetable sauce, it tastes great, but you have overlooked a crucial point!" reached out and grabbed the chef's clothes, and He Wei smiled coldly.

He was like a proud emperor, proud of those in his hands.

Oh, you can eat it.

Sniffing the mixed breath in front of him, Feng Qingge glanced at the dumplings that were trampled on the ground, the light in his black eyes flashed, no wonder he would lose his temper, this dumpling was really a failure, and the vegetable sauce had been added to enhance the flavor, so that the dumplings had a fresh fragrance. The filling of this dumpling is cabbage, and the flavors of the two vegetables are mixed, and ordinary people can't eat anything wrong, but as a chef, the two flavors are mixed together, but it is the most unacceptable mistake.

If the filling of the dumplings is meat, pouring the vegetable juice on it, it can perfectly cover up the greasy meat and will not have a greasy feeling, but will have a fresh fragrance of vegetable juice, and now it is ......

"The cabbage filling coincides with the sauce, which not only does not bring out the deliciousness of the sauce, but also spoils the whole dish. Not to mention this dish, in the hot tofu, what is required is numb, spicy, and hot, and now in winter, this dish has lost its own taste as soon as it is served, and it has failed. There is also a ...... here" to pick out more than a dozen faults in one breath, He Wei stretched out his hand and pushed the chef in front of him out, and said coldly: "What is the first chef, it's just like that." I think you'd better go home and farm, such a rotten thing is regarded as a treasure by the royal family, and I think they're simply blind. It's better for me to do the first position!"

"Brush!" The kitchen knife in his hand flew down on the table suddenly, and He Wei clasped his hands around his chest and smiled coldly.

And this chef is miserable, as the chef of Cuiwei Pavilion, how can he not know how to match the ingredients in order to make the most delicious things? It's a pity that this shopkeeper's requirements are simple and delicious, and the ingredients used in the food are very strict.

At the beginning, this dumpling was indeed filled with added meat, but over time, the shopkeeper's dissatisfaction changed to cabbage and meat, and in the end, he couldn't even see the meat at all. Because of this, the quality of the dishes is greatly reduced, but if you are not in the kitchen, you generally can't eat the flavor changes inside.

He tried his best to make the meat taste in this dumpling, but unfortunately it was not so easy. He knew that there was someone in the kitchen here, and he wouldn't bring such a thing, which was really a great shame.

"This objective, don't, Bu Jinyu has been with us for five or six years, and he has always been the chef in charge, and it is not easy for us in Cuiwei Pavilion to hire him. In this case, I think it's better to let him do it again. The shopkeeper was even more trembling, it was really not easy to invite Jinyu at the beginning, and the price was very high.

It's just that when he knew that Bu Jinyu had an old woman in need of treatment at home, he lowered the price, exploitation was exploitation, and invited him at the lowest price, if he changed to such a chef, he didn't know how much money it would cost, not to mention, this kid was so strong, if he was allowed to use vegetarian dishes as ingredients, I am afraid that his kitchen would be demolished.

Murong Mo snorted coldly: "You are a fart, Master He is a master I invited to provide food for me, do you think he will come to your little place to be the head chef?"

"To be a chef, to be honest, I really have this intention, but what I want to know more is what kind of strength you have to achieve the position of head chef. If you can't get a decent dish today, I'll take this right hand. The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and He Wei showed a treacherous smile.

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