The door of Cuiyun Building is placed with a poster welcoming the chef to come and guide, the parking lot at the door is all empty, two Maserati are driven from a distance, Wang Zhengyuan, who is dressed in a formal suit, presses his hands on his lower abdomen, and respectfully bows to the people who get off the car. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Chef?" Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and hid in the corner to observe for a long time, what kind of moth is this going on?

Out of the car was a balding old man, wearing a crumpled shirt, trousers that were too short to cover his feet, and a pair of old-fashioned Nadi cloth shoes under his feet.

Because they were far away, they didn't hear anything Wang Yuan said, but looking at Wang Zhengyuan's appearance, they had extra respect for the old man.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the signboard of Cuiyun Building, a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he strode in.

Wang Zhengyuan ran forward to open the door.

Wang Yuan always thought that Wang Zhengyuan's eyes were above the top, and he couldn't live forever, and when he saw everyone, he looked high, as if the whole world owed him money, how could he be so respectful of such an ordinary old man today?

Also, the poster says that it is the king of chefs, is it possible that someone is really called the king of chefs?

The security guard on duty at Cuiyun Building patrolled over, Wang Yuan left in a huff, returned to his Yunxuan Pavilion, and found that the lights were still on inside, Xiao Mingfeng nodded sleepily, but he was still looking at the door.

"Old, boss, you, you're back......" Xiao Mingfeng jumped up when he saw Wang Yuan coming back, Wang Yuan smiled, "You haven't gone back so late?" ”

She pointed to the door and shook her head.

The meaning is very clear, if you don't come back, I can't lock the door and leave.

"Now you can get off work." I didn't expect the little girl to be so serious, but Wang Yuan was a little moved.

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Mingfeng nodded hurriedly, "I, I'm tonight, I must, go to bed early, go to bed early, tomorrow, no, no, don't be late!" ”

Wang Yuan smiled, took out fifty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into her, and asked her to take a taxi home.

Xiao Mingfeng took it, ran out of Yunxuan Pavilion in a hurry, and disappeared on the road.

"The boy doesn't know what it's like to be sad!" Wang Yuan looked at her back and felt a feeling for a while.

He closed the doors and windows, turned on the computer, typed in the word King Chef, and found nothing more than a few movies and novels, he frowned, the old man who came from Cuiyun Building just now, looking at his walking pace, was high-spirited, powerful, and seemed to have some real skills.

He really wanted to know, who is more powerful, this chef king or me, the old king next door?

Wang Yuan couldn't help but be heartbroken.

He entered the fairy vegetable garden, first entered the tool field, not for anything else, according to his speculation, today the relationship between him and Mu Changxin is close to clear, then her family will definitely come to the store in the future to "investigate", not to mention anything else, even her cousin Zhou Sheng will also come.

When the girl's "mother's family" comes to the door, he can't get some tattered tables, chairs and benches for others to see, so his original intention is to get some tables, chairs and benches to comprehensively manage the image of the store.

In the tool field, the light flickered, and the tables, chairs and benches were listed in the column of ordinary utensils, Wang Yuan found the corresponding position and began to select them carefully.

There are many styles of this common use, both in shape and material.

Before choosing, Wang Yuan first touched his pocket, and when he came back just now, he took out all the 100,000 yuan that Sun Fatzi gave him.

Now there is money.

Very rich!

Fortunately for him, in the fairy garden, the price of wood products is generally not high, for example, the rosewood cutting board, if it is on the market, there is no 1.8 million yuan that cannot be bought.

And in the fairy garden, it is just a piece of waste wood, something that no one wants when thrown aside.

"Primary solid wood inlaid marble square table, 3,000 yuan/set?" Wang Yuan looked at the last column of "ordinary utensils", and was happy in his heart, it was only a set of 3,000 yuan, so cost-effective!

He immediately ordered eight sets. In a flash of light, eight sets of tables made of fine mahogany with marble tops appeared.

There are also thirty-two chairs.

These cost him 24,000 yuan, but Wang Yuan still felt that he had picked up a big bargain.

Listen to the names of these eight sets of tables and chairs to know if they are worth the price.

The first set, the shadow of the country;

the second set, sparse building west wind;

the third set, the Jade Immortal Pavilion;

Fourth, the cold smoke under the moon;

the fifth set, the evening tree of the slanting sun;

the sixth set, the dragon and the phoenix;

The seventh set, Yunmeng Yanxia;

The eighth set, the waves are cloudy.

Wang Yuan took a lot of effort to move out the old tables, chairs and benches, and moved these eight sets of tables and chairs to his own store, and he was half dead tired after coming and going.

The brand-new tables and chairs are placed, and the atmosphere in the store is immediately renewed, especially these eight sets of tables and chairs have their own merits, and naturally who sits knows who sits.

Counting the more than 70,000 yuan in hand, Wang Yuan picked the cheapest dishes and chopsticks and bought more than a dozen sets, the price of porcelain is not comparable to wood, not only did he spend no money left, but also took out more than 5,000 from his own small treasury to make it up.

"Expensive enough!" Wang Yuan looked at the large pile of porcelain plates and bowls, and carefully moved them from the fairy vegetable garden to the kitchen, and the old ones were directly put on the shelf, and all of them were replaced with new ones this time.

Wang Yuan looked at the tables, chairs, benches, porcelain plates and bowls that he bought at a great price, and felt very comfortable in his heart, this is the joy of shopping!

The feeling of chopping hands, just one word, cool!

The next morning, as soon as everyone entered the door, they felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, the tattered tables and chairs were gone, and even the three-legged stool that Wang Yuan used to be so precious before, the plywood table that was glued with duct tape was opened, and the soy sauce bottle that cracked into eight petals and clicked and said goodbye, and was replaced by a brand new all-mahogany table and chair.

All mahogany!

Boy, how much does this cost!

The price of mahogany is not unknown to everyone, a few days ago there was an auction held in the city, and a full set of mahogany sour jujube branch furniture started at 140,000 yuan.

Lao Chen sat on crutches on the first set of tables and chairs, that is, next to the shadow of Jiangshan Lou, touched the table legs made of all mahogany, and then looked at the marble countertop.

"This guy, a lot of money!" The old man smacked it, eight sets of tables, all mahogany, counted, not a million, can't take it.

Xiao Wang, this is rich!

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he realized that the table was a bit unusual.

As soon as his hand touched the tabletop, the marble-inlaid tabletop gradually changed, the flowers and trees slowly became clear, and an antique small building appeared on the marble tabletop!

"What's the situation?" The old man hurriedly put on his reading glasses and carefully observed the marble desktop, on the lemon yellow desktop, a group of rivers and mountains and buildings were manifested out of thin air, a clear river, green pines and cypresses, pavilions and pavilions, cranes spread their wings, fish and dragons danced, a good fairy mountain scene!

The river was murmuring, as if it was meandering through the air, and the old man's eyes were round, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.

An even more wonderful scene appeared, in the open space in front of the building, two or three ladies in ancient costumes, looking like fairies, fluttering clothes, were playing the piano ensemble, and the light and elegant sound of the piano was slowly entering the ears of the old Chen Tou through the marble tabletop.

"This desktop will move!" Old Chen's hands trembled, and with a click, his glasses fell to the ground and fell to pieces.