"Chuangzhenjun, you see that person is dressed so strangely, on such a hot day, and he is still covered tightly, isn't it hot?" Near the Hundred Birds' Tongue House, in the long queue, a man in a large robe, wearing a mask and large black sunglasses, did not fit in with the crowd of people dressed in cool clothes around him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Huh? Isn't this President Tomita? "Kohei Chuangzhen looked at the extremely conspicuous 'suspicious person' in the crowd, and was about to step forward to ask him what he was doing here, when Feng Fengchen on the side grabbed him and shook his head at him.

"I know Mr. Feng, the president of the shopping street." Looking at the wind and rain that was holding him, Chuangzhen said with a confused face, he didn't understand? Why did Feng Fengyuchen stop him from stepping forward to say hello.

"Have you forgotten what we're doing? Investigate the enemy! Haven't you exposed our identities by doing this? Feng Fengchen smashed his mouth, such a simple truth, how could Xingping Chuangzhen not understand? Could it be that this guy was born with a lack of tendons?

Looking at Chuangzhen with a sudden realization, even the childhood sweetheart Aki has skimmed her head, she used to feel that Chuangzhen was very smart, but now when compared with people, there is a feeling of tears, it seems that people can't be compared!

The group honestly lined up in the back, of course it is impossible to do such an angry thing as cutting the line, look at the scale of nearly 100 people around, if you don't die, you won't die.

"Today's sales are 10 percent more than yesterday, and if this continues, it will be a matter of time before the neighborhood is monopolized!" The middle hundredch, who was in a good mood, walked out, and while directing the waiter's work, he looked at the long crowd, and he couldn't hide the smug energy in his heart.

"Huh!" Seeing a suspicious man in the crowd looking left and right, and the smile of the middle hundred-tongue covering the corners of his mouth with a fan, she knew this person, or rather, how could she not know him, after all, it was a stumbling block to her monopoly of this area.

Chairman Tomita...... Isn't it hot for you to dress like this on such a hot day? I can't stand the heat! Nakamozumi smiled at Tomita with a sneering face: "If you want to eat the delicious food in my store, just tell me directly, everyone is a neighbor, why bother to see it like this!" ”

"Xiaomei is going to pack a box of food from our store for the elder grown! Remember to be generous, after all, this is the president of our shopping street's chamber of commerce! ”

The middle hundred tongues are talking and laughing, and they look familiar, how can she not know the meaning of Tomita Yuya's arrival, if you want to find a way to deal with yourself, you must look for it from the food, after all, the guests are coming to the fried chicken nuggets of the hundred birds' tongue house.

But what can you do if you know, the fried chicken nuggets in my store are made from a century-old secret recipe, and it is not difficult to analyze the materials in it, but you have to copy it? Or stronger than the original taste, in this point the hundred-tongued can only say that the other party's head is cramping.

Being pointed out in public about his identity, Tomita Tomoya hated itchy, but after all, this is someone's territory, if he makes a rude move, it will definitely damage the reputation of the shopping street, and in desperation, he can only take the packaging box handed by the other party and walk outside in a gray manner.

Seeing this scene, Kohei Chuangzhen was a little glad that he was pulled by Feng Fengchen before, otherwise everyone would be exposed, and the plan to investigate the enemy's situation would have to be cancelled.

Half an hour later, a few people finally entered the White Bird Tongue House, when they were outside, the taste of the food was very strong, and when they entered the store, the fragrance was even stronger, if several people were not more skilled in cooking, I am afraid that the fragrance that reverberated in the nose could make them have a strong sense of appetite, and they couldn't wait to taste the flavor of this dish on the spot.

"Angelica, He Shou Wu...... Herb leaves, hemp incense, kaempfera, cloves...... Star anise, cinnamon...... This one is aniseed and cumin. "Smelling the fragrance in the air and whispering in his mouth, these appetizing fragrances are analyzed.

"Classmate Feng, what are you talking about anise? Cumin's? Chuangzhen, who was curiously looking at the furnishings in the store, heard Feng Fengyuchen's muttering voice, his attention shifted, and he was wondering in his heart, he was no stranger to what Feng Fengyuchen said, but this is a fried chicken restaurant, how could these things appear here.

"Minister...... You...... You...... Do you have the sense of smell of God!!! Mito Yumei was shocked, she had seen the gift of God, and she knew better than anyone how terrible this talent was, and the Erina she worshipped was not the owner of the Tongue of God!

God's sense of smell?

Hearing this, the rest of the people were also interested and ready to ask, but they were hindered by the middle hundred-tongue bird who heard these words.

"You...... How do you know? Is it just the smell of the food? That's impossible? When pigs fly? ”

Zhongbaizu has the illusion that her world view has been reversed, and the recipe for the fried chicken has always been kept by herself, and there is no possibility of leakage, but what Feng Fengchen said is actually a lot of materials recorded in the recipe, can the smell alone replicate the results of the family's hundred years of hard work?

That's impossible! The middle hundred tongue can't accept this setting, the result of a hundred years of hard work, is it so worthless?

"Oh, you're the owner of this shop, right?" Looking at the middle-aged woman who grabbed her arm, Feng Fengchen's mood was very bad, whoever was suddenly caught, and she still looked like the type she hated, how could this person's mood be good?

"You scratched my companion, let go of your hand...... Aunt! Akane Kubo Tao was on the left side of Feng Feng Chen, and the woman who suddenly came out startled her, but when she came back to her senses, she found that this person was holding Feng Feng Chen's arm, her little face was cold, and she said very unceremoniously to the middle hundredch.

As the top ranked Akane Kubo Momo among the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, the momentum of the superior person who has been cultivated for many years is naturally extraordinary, and now she is emotional, and she has not the slightest restraint to press all the momentum towards the middle hundred tongue.

It's uncomfortable! What a strong oppression! Nakabaizu was stared at by Akane Kubo's eyes, only to feel that his body suddenly lost strength, and the hand that grabbed Feng Fengyuchen also let go.

"I can answer your question, but not within three meters of me, and...... The perfume on your body really smells terrible! Feng Fengchen said with a cold face.

He has a rather serious cleanliness habit in terms of smell, and people with smells that make him hate naturally don't give a good look.

Suffering a series of blows, the middle hundred tongue fell silent, this is not the time to think about these things, the most important thing is to find out why this silver-haired girl knows the recipe for the family's century-old achievements.

The incident did not attract the attention of everyone who bought fried chicken nuggets, Feng Fengchen and his party were in the corner as early as when the crowd was flowing, and they unconsciously arrived at the corner, this location was closest to the kitchen, and the fragrance of fried chicken nuggets was also the strongest.