The passage of time never stops because of anything, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yang has left Fenfa Entertainment Company for more than half a month.

Although many people regret Zhang Yang's departure, it has not affected the operation of the "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" program, except for Zhang Yuan's occasional sour tone when the family watches the show together, "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" is still a frequent visitor to the top five ratings.

"Xiao Yang, you can light firecrackers, be careful."

Zhang's mother saw that the store was almost ready before saying to Zhang Yang, and at the same time did not forget to tell Zhang Yang.

"Got it, Mom!"

Zhang Yang picked up the fire and lit the firecrackers prepared at the door, and a crackling firecracker sounded at the door.

Many passers-by saw the firecrackers set off at the door of Zhang Yang's store, and continued their own things after being stunned for a while.

"There's a new little shop here, let's go check it out."

"Why don't we try it!"

“”

There were also many passers-by who saw Zhang Yang's newly opened small shop pause and walked inside.

"I don't know if the dishes invented by this small shop are delicious, if they are delicious and eaten in this small shop at noon, well, the environment is not bad, it is close to the company, and the most important thing is that the price is quite cheap."

A group of people chatted while they waited for the food to be served.

"Wait until you've eaten to find out, haven't you seen us as the first guests?"

One woman said, gesturing to the table that was a little empty around her.

"Guys, this is your dish, fat intestine casserole."

After waiting for a short time, Zhang's father carried a casserole and placed it on the table, while uncovering the lid.

"I'll go, this scent."

When the casserole was unraveled, the aroma overflowed, and several young people present couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and even many people passing by couldn't walk when they smelled the fragrance, after all, it was almost noon, and everyone was hungry.

"What smells so good?"

An old man in his sixties passed by the door of the small shop and walked in following the scent.

"Hello, are you eating?"

Father Zhang hurriedly helped the old man, and the casserole people who watched a few young people eating around him were not serious.

"Nonsense, of course it's eating, what am I going to do when I don't eat?"

When the old man heard Zhang's father's words, he didn't know why he was anxious.

"Okay, okay, okay, don't worry, I'll give you some food."

Just now, because of the crowd around him, Father Zhang hadn't found it yet, and when the old man entered it, he found that he didn't know when there were two powerful young men standing behind him and the old man, and it gave Father Zhang a feeling of handstanding.

"Hurry, I want to eat"

When the old man said this, he remembered that he didn't even know the name of the dish, and immediately looked at Father Zhang.

"Look at it, that's the name of our restaurant."

Father Zhang picked up the menu at the counter and handed it back to the old man.

"Spicy chicken, fat intestine casserole, dry pot tea tree mushroom"

Nine names are neatly written on a menu.

"Give me a copy of everything."

After reading the menu, the old man waved his hand and said to Zhang's father.

"Can you eat alone? I can't afford to waste it. ”

Although Zhang's father was a little afraid of the bodyguards or followers behind the old man, the habit of thrift and thrift that had been handed down in his mind could not be changed.

"It's also ha, I can't eat alone, so let's go up slowly, and when your chef is full, I'll eat with me."

The old man's mind turned and he said what he thought.

"This"

Zhang's father originally wanted to say that his son was a chef, this dish was invented by Zhang Yang, and his family had already eaten enough, but looking at the two people who took a step forward and stared at each other, he had to swallow it back.

"Wait a minute."

After Zhang's father finished speaking, he hurriedly entered the kitchen.

"Xiao Yang, there is a person outside who doesn't know what his identity is, I look a little scary."

Father Zhang said to Zhang Yang, who was cooking.

"Ahh I'll take a look. ”

Zhang Yang was also shocked when he heard Zhang's father say this, today is the first day of the opening of his small shop, and he can't make a mess.

Zhang Yang took off his apron and came to the outside of the kitchen, followed Zhang's father's hand and looked over, and couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang's father has no knowledge, which does not mean that Zhang Yang has no knowledge.

Just the two young people beside the old man made Zhang Yang's heart chill, these two people were even more terrifying than the Fu Bo he saw in Sun Jian's house last time, such a person is definitely a person who has seen blood to give Zhang Yang the feeling now, and it is still human blood.

"Old man, don't you know what you have to do in our shop?"

Zhang Yang came to the old man's face, bowed and asked.

"I said why are the people in your store so strange, what can you do when you go to the snack bar and don't eat?"

The old man was stunned for a moment when Zhang Yang asked, and replied.

"Are you sure it's just eating?"

Zhang Yang was also stunned.

"Hurry up and get the food served, I'm hungry."

The old man said with a tone of resentment.

Because when Zhang Yang was talking to the old man, the young man at the table next to him was eating and discussing.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, I'm going to come here to eat every day in the future."

"Yes"

“（*&（*&&……&%”

Just ask me, such a voice is not a kind of torture for the elderly.

"Okay, I'll serve you food right away."

Zhang Yang looked at the old man's resentful eyes, and the eyes of the bodyguard behind the old man stared, and immediately fled the scene, and Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable if he didn't leave.

Zhang Yang returned to the kitchen at a very fast speed, and then served a pot of yam stewed duck to the old man at a very fast speed.

"Yes, yam has medicinal uses, but what I didn't expect was that it had an excellent taste with the duck, young man, you also put wolfberries in it, angelica."

I'm right! ”

The old man said as he ate.

"Old man, you're this."

Zhang Yang also gave a thumbs up to the old man, and he didn't miss anything at all.

"By the way, where did you get the chef in your store? Can you introduce me to this? ”

The old man ignored Zhang Yang's praise and asked the same question as Zhang's father just now.

"Chef? Please? ”

Zhang Yang didn't react for a while.

"Yes, the chef who makes these dishes. Could it be that he doesn't want to see people? ”

The old man wiped his mouth and said.

"The old man misunderstood, this dish was invented by the kid himself, and it is his own private dish."

Zhang Yang rarely pretended to be B, and replied lightly.

Since there are no such dishes in this world, he was the first to make them, and there is nothing wrong with inventing them himself, so Zhang Yang does not feel guilty about saying this.

"You invented it, how is it possible, don't frame the old man, I'm not a vegetarian."

This old man is quite fashionable, and even vegetarians know it.

"Old man, think about my more than 5,000 years of history in China, the dishes alone are divided into eight major systems, Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Hui cuisine, any kind of cuisine has thousands of dishes and practices, I am just a drop of water in Sichuan cuisine and Cantonese cuisine."

Zhang Yang participated in the filming of "A Bite of China" in his previous life, and he has studied these knowledge, coupled with the enhancement of his memory after the crossing, he is now talking about the head.

"During the Spring and Autumn Period, our ancestors already had differences in diet, and in the Tang and Song dynasties, the south and the north formed an independent system, and waited."

Zhang Yang immediately stopped what he was going to say next, and at the same time, he was also glad in his heart, if the words came out, it would be a big deal.

"Hey, I said boy, why don't you continue to talk about it, my old man has never heard such a systematic explanation? Hurry. ”

The old man urged Zhang Yang.

But Zhang Yang never dared to say any more, because the formation of the eight major cuisines was during the Qing Dynasty on the earth, and there was no Qing Dynasty in this world, so how could there be a division of cuisines.

I blame myself for not holding back to show off for a while, what a damn thing!

PS: I wrote a total of N words today, and I wrote this after repeatedly overturning and rewriting.