"Call your masters!"

Ye Feng knew that the two of them were angry, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for it, but he could afford this Fushou Restaurant to invite the two of them here, and he also informed Su Yanchu a few days in advance, and asked him to prepare the dish earlier, this dish is unique, but it is not so cheap.

Hearing this, Uncle Biscuit wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, swallowed his saliva timidly, and left with a gray face.

Here, another little guy was walking towards the box with boiled fish, and there was a sudden chill behind him, and the little guy looked back in a panic, but saw a black man in a strong suit with picturesque eyebrows looking at him with cold eyes.

He had seen this man, some time ago he had eaten with the honored guests of the house, and he seemed to be extremely warm and respectful to him, and although his eyes were as deep as a cold pool at the moment, although he looked at the basin in his hand, it made him have an invisible sense of oppression, and he felt that the basin in his hand was too heavy for him to bear.

And more is a grudge, today's dish was served by Uncle Biscuit himself, but he temporarily went to find the master, so he did it for him, and he had no connections, and he was not tactful, so don't offend this guest.

The guests in charge have always been mysterious and low-key, and their identities are not something that they can speculate about.

The man in black didn't say a word, but walked up the steps gracefully, and as he passed by, he glanced at the boiled fish in his hand, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked past him to the side.

Seeing him leave like this, the little maid was already in a cold sweat on his back, and he went to the box with the food tremblingly.

Su Yanchu heard Uncle Biscuit's worries, and immediately put down the matter at hand and rushed to the sharp box, but as soon as he entered, he saw that the three of them were almost out of shape to eat.

And three more plates are already empty.

"Well, I don't think I'm here at the right time."

He approached slowly, and when he saw this battle, his eyebrows twitched inadvertently, and he covered his mouth with his fist and coughed slightly, looking at the remaining plates with eager eyes, and pretending to say casually.

In fact, he was already shouting in his heart, tell me to eat together, tell me to eat together, I can't stand just watching you eat, as soon as he entered the door, he smelled an extremely strong and appetizing fragrance, and his stomach had already protested.

"Hey, Boss Su, you come too, sit, are you a new chef?"

Ye Feng just drank half a bowl of fish soup, sighed with satisfaction, wiped his mouth with unfinished desire, and when he saw Su Yanchu coming, he beckoned him to come and sit.

In the past twenty-one years, since I was sensible, it was the first time to eat such an imageless meal, this dish is not only unique, but the taste is really amazing, and it is impossible to describe its deliciousness in words.

At the same time, what made him more interested was the person who cooked.

Su Yanchu pretended to bow his head, but his eyes kept staring at the dishes on the table, and only after sitting down did he regret:

"I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I thought that this chef could really make different styles of dishes, but now I see that today's qiē is all made by me, and I will let people make a new table later, so that you are satisfied with your food."