"What, Yin Liang is dead?"

Yin Xin, who was hoeing grass in Guanghua Garden, was stunned when he heard this shocking news.

"Yes, but you don't have to worry, he didn't die from your knife wounds, but from suffocation, someone dressed as a nurse and murdered Yin Liang in the hospital!" The south wind danced in a cold voice.

Yin Xin was stunned for a few seconds, then picked up the hoe again, and said while hoeing the grass:

"It seems that this matter is far from being as simple as we thought. There have been deaths now, and I don't know how many more people will die in the future. These people, can't they cook well? I have to make so many moths! Forget it, I don't want to worry so much, anyway, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it! ”

Nanfeng Wu shrugged helplessly:

"Don't act like you don't care about yourself, they dare to kill Yin Liang in a grand manner, aren't you afraid that they will send someone to kill you one day?"

Yin Xin smiled slightly:

"Chefs don't use knives to kill. However, that doesn't mean I'll never kill with a knife. I always have a mulberry knife behind my waist, and if they really want to learn how sharp this one is, then go ahead. ”

Nanfeng Dance covered her mouth and smiled:

"You're as carefree as ever. So what are you going to do next? ”

Yin Xin said while hoeing the grass:

"Let's make money first. Anyway, I've also made a name for myself now, fame and fame, what do I do if I don't have fame. Without fame, how can I get more profits? I now own 40% of the shares of Kyushu Kaikan, and it is imperative to increase the value of Kyushu Kaikan. The more Kyushu Kaikan earns, the more dividends I will pay! ”

"What are you going to do when you have the money?" South Wind Dance asked.

"Do you know the Thirteen?" Yin Xin put down the hoe and said.

"Thirteen? ――What do you think of them? Nanfeng Wu frowned.

"Thirteen people are the thirteen strongest chefs in the world, but in Huaxia, which we are known as a big country in food, except for an old traitor who is ranked thirteen, there is no Chinese person who is ranked thirteen!" Yin Xin looked at the sky and said.

"Thirteen people are not only thirteen chefs who defy the sky, each of them has extremely terrifying forces under their command, and even rich and rival the country, you don't want to be one of the thirteen, right?" Southwind shrugged.

"How is that possible?"

Yin Xin smiled slightly and said:

"It's just that I hope that one day, I can make thirteen dog chains made of gold, tie them around the necks of the so-called 'thirteen', and let me walk them around like a dog. No matter where I walked with them, where the dignitaries, celebrities and gentlemen, the president and the prime minister would kneel down for me, crying and saying, 'Chef Yin Xinshen, please, be merciful and cook me a dish'......"

"Poof!!"

Hearing this, the south wind dance sprayed instantly. Want to build thirteen dog chains and play around with thirteen people on a leash? Anyone who hears this sentence will suspect that Yin Xin has gone crazy. Thirteen people, that is the supreme authority higher than the honor of a country, each of them has the wealth of a country that rivals the wealth, turning his hands into clouds, covering his hands into rain, and his power is against the sky, which is no less than the existence of the president of a certain country. And Yin Xin didn't mention that he wanted to surpass them, but he still had to play with them on a dog chain? Crazy, this is absolutely crazy!

Looking at the stunned Nanfeng Dance, Yin Xin smiled:

"Wu'er, you may not believe it, but this is indeed my dream. People make money and compete for power, but there is only one reason at the bottom of the table, and that is - they need to eat because they are people. If you are human, you want to eat more delicious food. Therefore, power cannot intoxicate people, force cannot make people submit, and only delicious food can make people willingly become slaves. That's what I'm for, that's my dream, that's what I belong to, a delicious myth! ”

After speaking, Yin Xin continued to pick up the hoe and hoe the grass for the ingredients planted. Looking at Yin Xin, who was serious about doing every link, Nanfeng Wu suddenly smiled.

Delicious...... Mythology.

Perhaps, one day, you will create a zào out of the myth, Yin Xin. So, until then, you have to hold on to me, after all, Yin Xin, you have to become a god......

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That night, Yin Xin returned to the Kyushu Hall, standing at the door thinking about Yin Liang's death, Lu Xiaoya stood quietly behind Yin Xin, waiting for Yin Xin's instructions. Suddenly, a familiar old man's voice sounded behind Yin Xin:

"Yo, what is Senior Sous Chef Yin thinking? You can't be thinking about which girl, right? ”

Hearing this, Yin Xin was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned around, sure enough, the mysterious old man who had not appeared in the Kyushu Hall for a while was lying lazily at the door of the hotel at some point, and Xue Wei was stretching out his paws to gently touch this seemingly dirty old man.

"Yo, uncle, it's you. You're just in time, Xiaoya, I'm going to open a box and say a few words to this old gentleman, Xiaoya, go to the oven and get a freshly roasted roast duck, and then bring four dishes. Seeing that the old man he had been waiting for for a long time finally came, Yin Xin was overjoyed, and without waiting for the old man to speak, he turned his head and said a few words to Lu Xiaoya, and Sun Zhuo also went to arrange the box.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, obviously very useful to Yin Xin's expression. Yin Xin welcomed the old man into a private room, invited him to take a seat, and then moved a chair to sit next to the old man and said with a smile:

"Uncle, what kind of wind blew you here again today? But I don't see you one day. ”

The old man snorted coldly:

"Recently, I went to the old Yanjing hometown to revisit, and thanks to this blessing, I figured out some things......

Yin Xin's heart tightened slightly, touched the snow-smelling fur on his shoulder, and laughed dryly:

"Uncle, your whereabouts are enough to wander, you haven't seen you for half a month, so you went to Yanjing for a walk, Yin Xin really admires it."

At this time, Lu Xiaoya served wine and food, Yin Xin whispered a few words to Lu Xiaoya, and told not to disturb anyone, Lu Xiaoya nodded and withdrew. Yin Xin personally poured wine for the old man and said with a smile:

"Come, have a drink first, and wash the dust for you."

The old man took the wine glass and drank it down, and smiled slyly:

"Young man, how do you feel about that mantra that taught you?"

Yin Xin nodded hurriedly:

"Yes, great! Every time before punching, according to the method you said, you can feel a great increase in strength, uncle, why is your mantra so smart? ”

The old man sneered and shook his head:

"Yin Xin, tell you the truth, these four formulas, if you say it to ordinary people, it is not even bullshit, but you, Yin Xin, are useful to you!"

Yin Xin smiled:

"Oh? So, I'm still talented? ”

The old man nodded:

"I won't hide it from you today, Yin Xin, you, in fact, ......"

The old man stared at the wine glass and groaned for a while, before slowly raising his head:

"It's a boy who runs through the ......"

"Boy through the pulse?" Yin Xin blinked.

"I'm not going to play dumb riddles with you anymore, Yin Xin, do you feel a feeling of swelling and pain and can't go deeper, or is it unimpeded and extremely relaxed?" The old man sneered.

Yin Xin tried it according to what the old man said, and nodded:

"It's a lot easier. Uncle, what kind of fitness method is this? ”

The old man sneered and shook his head:

"This is not a fitness method, this is the easiest way to test whether your two pulses are connected. Yin Xin, you have never practiced martial arts, nor have you opened the pulse, and your Rendu second pulse is actually through, then it can only show that you have been through since you were very young, Rendu's second pulse has been through, this situation is extremely rare, if it appears, there is only one possibility, when you were still in infancy, one of your parents used external force to forcibly open your pulse! The old man said sternly.

"Martial arts master? Don't be kidding, my father is an honest man who has been bullied repeatedly, my mother has died of illness a long time ago, both of them are ordinary people who open restaurants, where did they come from...... martial arts masters" Yin Xin said with a wry smile.

"I don't care about this, you go back and ask your father yourself. Yin Xin, what I want to tell you today is that you have had very good physical conditions since you were a child, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are talented, I have never seen anyone who can practice gathering qi with four mantras, but you have done it. Moreover, your recipes are so exquisite, no matter what, it only reminds me of one person, when I was young, I used to receive her kindness, this time, I went back to Lao Yanjing, just to investigate what happened seventy years ago, and I also lived up to expectations, and finally found out the clues behind this......"

As he spoke, the old man casually threw down a piece of wood, on which the blurred handwriting was faintly visible, and the handwriting was very beautiful, which read:

"Yanjing fruit wood roast chicken, slaughtered on the same day, after hairing and bloodletting, disemboweling and gutting, chopping off the head and tail of the chicken, folding the chicken leg into the cavity, hawthorn, grass fruit, bay leaves, cloves, orange peel, nutmeg, tangerine peel, star anise, Xinyi, cumin, angelica, pepper, ginger, codonopsis, cinnamon ......"

“！”

Seeing this, Yin Xin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned around and wanted to run, but the old man grabbed his shoulders and sneered:

"Young man, you, among the thirteen, are you Duan Xu'er's apprentice?"

Hearing the words "Duan Xu'er", Yin Xin's pupils suddenly shrank......

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