"Is the food delicious?" After everyone finished eating, Feng Fengchen asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Delicious! It's delicious! Everyone said that, but there was a smile on everyone's face, if not a drunken expression, but there was no crying.

Feng Fengchen's brows furrowed slightly, it's delicious, but no one is crying, doesn't it mean that women are emotional animals?

"Yuchen, are you alright?" Tian Sue asked in a low voice, she felt that today's wind and rain morning was a little strange.

While she was eating, the other party kept staring at herself, and her eyes were still a little strange, the first expectation to the confusion in the middle to the final incomprehension and now a faint disappointment.

"Minister, are you sick?" Yu Mei asked worriedly, she also found that Feng Fengchen had become a little strange, always looking at everyone's faces with strange eyes.

In the face of everyone's inquiries, the corners of Cheng Yuchen's mouth twitched, sick? Am I sick? How did you become a patient yourself?

"I'm fine!" Feng Fengchen smiled, but in the eyes of everyone, he smiled very reluctantly.

"I'm really fine!" Feng Fengyu Chen said here.

"Alright! Yuchen, you have a good rest, don't be too tired! Akane Kubo Tao looked at the wind and rain worriedly, this is obviously sick!

"Let Yuchen have a good rest, let's all go back!" Sakaki Ryoko said to the other women.

The women nodded, and left under the depressed eyes of Feng Fengchen, well, and one was eating with a drunken face.

"Xana is gone!" Megumi Tian grabbed Xia Na's collar and dragged it outside, wanting to stay in Yuchen's room, no way!

"Don't! I haven't finished eating yet! Xana resisted, so she could disturb herself while eating.

Of course, Xana's resistance was useless with the concerted efforts of all the women, and in the end she could only be dragged out of Fengyuchen's room with a bowl in her arms.

"Why is no one moved? Didn't they all say it was delicious? After the girls left, looking at the clean empty bowl, the wind and rain were confused, and the handsome face showed a dull expression, if the women hadn't left, they would definitely involuntarily pounce on it.

After thinking about it, Feng Fengchen had a guess, except for Xiana, the girls he invited all had a lot of cooking skills and had a high resistance to cooking, and it didn't seem to be a simple matter to move them with his current cooking skills.

"It seems that it should start with ordinary people!" Feng Fengchen showed a conscious expression and aimed at the ordinary girl, when a deep voice sounded.

"Delicious! It's delicious too! Ersunozi said slowly, and ate the share that Fengyuchen had left for himself.

"Xiao Yuchen, have you forgotten a little, your recent cooking skills have indeed increased, but important things have been lost!" Erhezi looked at the wind and rain in the morning, and said in a solemn tone: "Cooking is not just delicious, cooking without artistic conception is like having no soul, no matter how delicious it is, it can't move people!" ”

These words made Fengyuchen stunned for a while, artistic conception?

Feng Fengyuchen quickly came to his senses, because of the spirit kitchen and the fighting taste, he ignored the true meaning of cooking.

"Thanks!" Feng Fengchen smiled, his heart suddenly brightened, and some things that he couldn't figure out had been figured out.

He is a chef, using food to interpret all things, how can people taste what he wants to express without artistic conception.

When the sun was about to set, Feng Fengchen quietly left the hotel and walked out alone.

Outside, the lights are already bright, and the wide street is not crowded with pedestrians, and even though the surrounding area has accumulated a lot of popularity due to the cooking competition, there are still not many people on this street.

Star-rated hotels are not affordable for ordinary people, and no one dares to compete with the hotels under the name of Yuanyue in the whole street, and there is only this one hotel here.

After Feng Fengchen walked out of the hotel, he got into a taxi and headed towards finding a good place, which he had spent a long time choosing.

……

No matter where it is, the existence of the night market is the most crowded place at night, and the destination of Feng Fengchenchen is also the night market five kilometers away from the hotel, where he wants to complete his conjecture.

After getting off the bus, looking at the extremely lively night market, Feng Fengchen nodded, paid the fare and walked towards the street.

The sound of shouting came from the lively streets, and it was all some street food.

Takoyaki, fried squid, chocolate bananas, barbecue, and other special snacks are still crowded with people.

The rich and enticing smell spreads from the street to the end of the street, and pedestrians who smell the smell stop and line up in front of the various food stalls.

After getting off the bus in the morning, he put on a mask, a pale golden fox mask, which is not conspicuous in the night market full of characteristics, because he is not the only one who wears a mask here.

Although the night market is lively, there are also shops with bad business, so Feng Fengchen found a small shop that bought fried noodles and walked in.

"What does this guest want to eat? The menu of the small shop is all on the wall! The shopkeeper was a middle-aged woman with a slightly yellow complexion, and the corners of her eyes were wrinkled by the years.

100 yuan for fried noodles!

150 for large portions, 100 for small portions, and eggs for side dishes, barbecued pork, and green vegetables......

Feng Fengchen glanced at it, there were four tables in the store, and there were two customers besides him, and compared to the lively street outside, it was deserted.

"Small portions of jajangmyeon with eggs!" Feng Fengchen found a place where no one sat and sat down, and by the way, he took out two hundred yuan and handed it over.

After collecting the money, the shopkeeper turned around and walked into the kitchen, where a steaming bowl of jajanjangmyeon was served about ten minutes later.

"You use it slowly!" The shopkeeper put the noodles on the table in front of Feng Fengchen, greeted him and left.

Feng Fengchen nodded, then picked up the noodles with chopsticks and took a bite, after entering the mouth, his face changed, and the cover of half of the mask made it impossible to see his expression at this moment.

Bad!

In fact, objectively speaking, this bowl of noodles is not unpalatable, and the taste is quite average for ordinary people, at least within the standard of being edible.

The noodles are not strong, soft and chewy, and the thick sauce after the mouth obscures the free fragrance of the noodles, and the sauce is still a little too much.

Wind and rain morning, who is nourished by the taste of various delicacies, ordinary cuisine can't enter his mouth at all, and recently it's because of the best ingredients produced in the fighting taste field, which has led to his taste improving, even if he asks Kohei Chuangzhen to make him a dish to taste, the evaluation is only average.

"Boss!" Feng Fengchen put down his chopsticks and greeted the shopkeeper with a somewhat bitter face on the side.

"Hello...... Can I help you? The shopkeeper asked suspiciously, this masked diner always gave her a strange feeling.

"Ask you something" Feng Fengchen moved his chair, looked at the passers-by outside and said, "How much profit can you make a day here?" Don't worry, I don't mean anything else, it's just that there are a lot of people here, but ...... people come in to eat? ”

"Hey...... There's not much to say, as you can see, there are few customers in the store for a day, and it doesn't make much profit. The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Business used to be good, but since a few noodle restaurants have opened opposite, this business can't be done." ”

"If I rent your shop, is it okay to rent 30,000 yuan a day?" Feng Fengchen asked, this store is the one with the worst foot traffic on the whole street.

"Huh? Rent a shop? "The shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

"That's right, just rent your shop, just rent it for one night!" Feng Fengchen said seriously, in order not to misunderstand the shopkeeper, and said: "Don't worry, I just want to cook a few dishes, and I have no other meaning!" ”

"Cooking? Well! OK! "Although it looks suspicious in the morning, the rent of 30,000 yuan in one night is a lot, which is worth the profit of several days in normal times.

"I'll add another 10,000 yuan, can you stay and help?" Seeing that the other party agreed to his request, Feng Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the other party's opinion.

Money can make ghosts grind! Under the temptation of money, who would object!

"Good!" The shopkeeper smiled, this is 40,000 yuan! (To be continued.) )