Quanjude, is a famous time-honored brand in China, was founded in the Qing Dynasty Tongzhi three years, after years of continuous innovation and development, Quanjude has formed a unique roast duck as the leader, set "whole duck seat" and more than 400 special dishes in one of the Quanjude cuisine, by the heads of state, government officials, people from all walks of life and domestic and foreign tourists loved, known as "China's first food", Chinese Prime Minister Mr. Zhou has repeatedly selected Quanjude "all duck seat" as a state banquet.

Because of the well-known Quanjude roast duck at home and abroad, when Qin Tian took Faye Wong here, it was less than ten o'clock, and there were no empty seats here.

"Qin Tian, there are a lot of people here, why don't you ...... Let's change places. ”

Looking at the Quanjude roast duck restaurant that was already crowded with people before the meal, Faye Wong pulled Qin Tian's clothes, looked left and right, and found that as far as the eye could see, there were rows of dense human heads, and couldn't help but say with some disappointment, seeing this crowded crowd, Faye Wong directly lost any appetite, if she waited here obediently, when it was their turn, it was estimated that it would be evening, what else to eat, besides, the reason why she chose to come here was completely in the name of Quanjude roast duck, and she wanted to eat roast duck, Do you still need to run outside? Just look for Qin Tianlai, and it's still a top delicacy.

"Well, there are indeed enough people here, if you want to eat roast duck, then I'll go home and roast one for you, it's definitely more fragrant than here."

Qin Tian stood at the door, just glanced at the crowd, he knew that today's roast duck was no play, looking at Feifei Wong's somewhat disappointed expression, he immediately took her jade hand and comforted softly.

"Xiao Tian? Hey, I'm looking at you at the door, what's the matter, bring your little girlfriend to taste the taste of our Peking duck? ”

Just when Qin Tian was about to pull Faye Wong to flash people, a familiar voice suddenly sounded inside.

"Huh? Cook? Hey. I haven't seen you for a while, your belly is fat again, come and let me touch it, yo, it's still a dragon and phoenix fetus, congratulations, invite me and Xijiu another day. ”

Looking at the person who came, Qin Tian suddenly greeted him with a wicked smile, directly ignoring the fat cook's right hand that was stretched out with meat, and grabbed two handfuls on his bulging belly. He said to him with a look of surprise.

"Phew! You bastard, you don't even let go of my cook, you just tricked Lao Luo to the United States, you come to tease me again, believe it or not, I joined forces with Lao Luo and Lao Chen to clean you up, I sue you, don't look at my fat cook, but I beat people, that's not ambiguous. Does the Thirteen Taibao of Huaguoshan know? I'm the boss! Back then, I held two watermelon knives in my hand and cut them from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road, back and forth for three days and three nights. It was a river of blood, but I just got a knife in my hand, a knife in my hand, a knife in my hand, a knife in my hand. Didn't blink. ”

Looking at Qin Tian's bullying appearance, the fat cook suddenly straightened up his proud figure, and began to talk about the "majestic" deeds of the year to Qin Tian.

"Alright. Say you're fat, you're really panting, leave a way for Sun Wukong to live, by the way, you're not there...... What are you doing here? You also heard the name of Peking duck, and ran out to try it? ”

Looking at the fat cook's unchanging face and applying other people's lines, Qin Tian suddenly slapped his chubby belly with a smile, and asked the fat cook vaguely, The name of the dragon group is not suitable for publicity in the public, anyway, what to replace it, the fat cook can also understand.

"! This Peking duck Lao Tzu was tired of eating more than 20 years ago, as far as his cooking skills are broken, I don't rarely say, more than ten years, not even a little growth, just rely on the ancestral recipe to eat the old bottom, Lao Tzu looks down on him. ”

Hearing Qin Tian's words, the fat cook suddenly became angry, spit on the ground hatefully, and said with disdain.

"Hey, hey, I said cook, this is on other people's land, you can accumulate some virtue in your mouth, and it will not be good for you to be kicked out by other people's sticks."

Seeing that the fat cook was at the door of the house, scolding the Peking duck, Qin Tian suddenly pulled his sleeve, looked at the audience who heard the voice, and whispered to the fat cook.

"Grass! Big his dog guts, he dares to drive Lao Tzu out? I'll pick him up three dares, you ask him if he dare! It's really capable. ”

Hearing Qin Tian's words, the fat cook suddenly glared, his beard curled, like a fighting, squinting at this moment, a middle-aged man in a white chef's uniform was rushing out of the house, and said in a weird manner.

"Dad...... Look at what you said, how dare I dare to take you outside, yes, what you said is so right, this Peking duck is really not good, this cook's skills are even worse, how many years have not grown a little, you scolded right, scolded well, I don't have talent, hehe...... Hey hey ......"

Listening to the fat cook's yin and yang strange words, the middle-aged man who had just trotted out of it had a strange twitch on his face, looking at the fat cook's eyes that were not eyes and his nose was not his nose, and he hurriedly accompanied the smiling face, pointing his finger at the world and accusing this Peking duck of not being it.

"Uh...... Is this your son? Oh, this Quanjude roast duck restaurant is opened by your family, hey...... Cook, I said you, it's really hidden deep enough. ”

Hearing this, Qin Tian suddenly felt that this Quanjude roast duck restaurant belonged to the fat chef's family, and now Qin Tian understood why he said just now, be careful of other people's sticks, when you were kicked out, why was the fat chef's expression wrong, in the temple.

"I'm hiding a deep fart, it's all bad street news, that is, you bastard don't know...... What are you doing stupidly! It's not called Uncle Shi yet, and I don't have any eyesight. ”

Muttered a few words at Qin Tian with some unhappiness, and the fat cook looked at the son with a smiling face, and immediately blew his beard and glared at him.

"Huh? Division...... Teacher? Oh oh oh oh oh ......oh oh My name is Yang Lin, my uncle calls me Xiao Yang, or Xiao Lin, Uncle Shi looks so young. ”

Hearing that the fat cook asked him to call him Uncle Qin Tian, Yang Lin's eyes bulged, this is a hairy boy in his twenties, and he wants to call him Uncle Shi? This...... This...... What kind of country are you kidding, although Yang Lin was puzzled in his heart, but when he saw his Lao Tzu's eyes glaring again, the psychological shadow formed from childhood to adulthood suddenly made him lose his temper, and he smiled at Qin Tian very flatteringly.

Qin Tian......

Xiao Yang? Kobayashi? Just your thirty or forty years old, I call you this, you can hold it, I can't hold it, as soon as I think of this person who is at least thirty or forty years old, and he still praises his youth with a flattering look, Qin Tian suddenly felt that goosebumps all over his body rose.

"You bastard, you don't have talent for cooking, and now you can't even say a word, I'm really angry."

Seeing that Qin Tian's face was full of discomfort with his son's words, the fat cook's beard couldn't help but curl even more, and he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to stage a play of Wu Song fighting the tiger.

"Hey, hey, cook, let's calm down, calm down, you listen to me, it's not right to beat people, you want harmony, harmony, what, I and my Feifei are here to taste your Peking duck, are you doing your landlord's friendship?"

Seeing that the fat cook was ready to carry out a real PK in front of the public, Qin Tian hurriedly stopped him, how bad this fight and killing, Qin Tian is a kind person, and he can't see the slightest bit of blood.

"Bastard boy, I'll clean you up another day, come on, come on, little God, please come in, please come in, I'll do it myself when I see the cook, you give a review."

After glaring at Yang Lin's stinky boy again, the fat cook hurriedly pulled Qin Tian's sleeve and walked in, that appearance was really a bit like a distinguished guest, which made Yang Lin secretly smack his tongue, and his heart was even more energetic thinking about where Qin Tian was sacred, how to make his father, who had eyes on his head, so polite, according to the appearance of this kid, he didn't want to be a dignitary? It's really incomprehensible, it's incomprehensible, while following behind Qin Tian, Yang Lin kept guessing in his heart. (To be continued......)

PS: Something happened today, the update will be late, sorry to everyone