Jiang Feng was already in a critical situation, even if he didn't even have time to pull out the weapon, he simply squatted on the ground with his feet, flicked his legs to exert force, and slammed into the opponent's arms with his shoulder, this is the bear squat of Bajiquan, the distance was suddenly narrowed by Jiang Feng, and the momentum of the opponent's fists and feet suddenly stopped, and when he retracted it, Jiang Feng had already deceived him.

Because the distance was too close, the punches and kicks that were struck out had no strength, and before he had time to convert, Jiang Feng quickly turned his body, hugged the other party's waist, and with a loud shout, lifted the other party up, and crashed towards the brick wall on the side of the alley.

There was a bang, and a lot of dust was shaken, and the person who sneaked up on the attack was hit by this hug, and suddenly reacted a little slowly, and before he could straighten up from the root of the wall, Jiang Feng's steel knife was unsheathed, and it had already fallen on his neck, and he didn't dare to move immediately.

Jiang Feng saw the appearance of the person opposite clearly, a middle-aged strong man wearing the regular uniform of a military attache in brocade clothes, with a big beard on his face, extremely tall, looking very fierce, that is, he was in his thirties, Jiang Feng was secretly vigilant in his heart, and thought to himself, did he do something taboo above and send someone to take me.

He didn't notice the smile on the other party's face, and when he saw that there was no one in the alley, he was about to ask, but he didn't expect that Zhang Liang, who had been silent, shouted anxiously but embarrassedly at this time:

"Master, don't hurt my father."

"Your father!?"

Jiang Feng's hand trembled, almost cutting the bearded man's neck, and hurriedly staggered the blade a little, and after a closer look, there was a bit of similarity between his eyebrows and eyes, Zhang Liang didn't dare to move forward at all, Jiang Feng's age was two or three years older than him.

But from the meeting to the present, it is almost a fat beat every day, although the effect of the exercise is very significant, but it also scared this young man, seeing Jiang Feng is like a mouse and a cat.

Zhang Liang scratched the back of his head on the side, looked at the big man sitting by the wall and said:

"When I went home last night, when my father took the exam for my kung fu, he found that I had lasted more than usual, first praised me, and I said it as soon as I was happy, but I was scolded and said ......"

The man on the ground suddenly became angry, and scolded there:

"It's the same as a girl, Lao Tzu just wants to see if you, the master, are qualified to teach you, stinky boy, I haven't seen you for more than ten days, but the next plate is a lot more stable, I said, Brother Jiang, are you good to take that knife away, how can the fan who patrols the street have an embroidered spring knife, I looked at your sharp blade and panicked."

It seems that this is really Zhang Liang's father, but although he has a big beard, he is less than forty years old when he looks at his face, which makes Jiang Feng ponder in his heart, but he still retracted the knife in his hand into the sheath, although Zhang Liang's father was angry in his mouth, he couldn't see a similar look on his face, he jumped up from the ground as soon as he straightened his waist, stood up and directly gave Zhang Liang who was going to come over to help him with a slap on the back of the head, and scolded with a smile:

"Boy, find a good master without telling Lao Tzu, when will you worship the ancestral tablet, and ...... entry"

Zhang Liang's father is here with a series of cannon-like words, Zhang Liang is more and more embarrassed there, but Jiang Feng looks quite interesting, Zhang Liang, who is heartless and lungless on weekdays, still behaves like a child, Zhang Liang tugged on his father's sleeve there, and said softly:

"Dad, I just kowtowed, and I didn't do anything else."

This time, Zhang Liang's father was really angry, and his face was obviously full of anger, so he grabbed Zhang Liang there and said viciously:

"Bastard boy!"

Before he opened his mouth to scold, Jiang Feng was a little impatient on the side, and Zhang Liang was okay with the gags of the father and son in front of him, but his father's pretentious posture was too heavy, and it was extremely uncomfortable to look at, Jiang Feng said coldly there:

"Zhang Liang followed me to learn, he is my apprentice, what do you want so many false courtesies, Zhang Liang! It's not too early, come with me out of the city and go to the market. ”

As soon as these blunt words came out, Zhang Liang's father's face lit up at once, and he didn't get angry anymore, came over and patted Jiang Feng's shoulder, and said approvingly:

"The young man is good, he has brains and fists, but he is too impulsive, I am relieved to hand over my son to you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left neatly, ignoring Zhang Liang over there, and when he was about to leave the alley, he suddenly turned around and said:

"Zhao Laosan in the west of the city is looking for trouble with your business tonight, you have to be careful."

Jiang Feng walked to Huifeng Building with a gloomy face and Zhang Liang, the seats at noon and evening on the opening day had been booked except for the food tasting, and now the whole and bottom were preparing for this nervousness, Jiang Feng walked into the hall downstairs, which was almost decorated.

Every time he stood in this hall, Jiang Feng had the feeling of working in a restaurant in his previous life, even a rough person like him was vaguely emotional, as for Zhang Liang in the back, he always looked at all this in front of him with bright eyes, Jiang Feng took out a blank piece of paper from his arms, which was written on the recipe and method of the egg custard this morning, which was still copied by Su Guanyue after collecting her emotions.

In the past, Jiang Feng used charcoal to write on the wooden board these days, and then handed it to Zhao Xiucai to write, and then Zhao Xiucai read it to Bao Wen.

So create some dishes out of thin air, wonderful collocation, incomparably delicious, which makes Bowen, who has been a chef for more than ten years, admire.

As for Zhao Xiucai, who is closer to Jiang Feng, he doesn't know what to say about his good kung fu, can make money, and can cook, and when he sees the restaurant hall where the decoration is almost completed, he admires him even more, and he already regards Jiang Feng as a god.

Zhao Xiucai carefully put away the scroll of the formula, for him, this kind of text that can be called a secret of the restaurant Jiang Feng handed over to him for safekeeping, it is a kind of trust, Zhao Xiucai, who has long had the idea of dying for a confidant, feels the importance and trust of the owner in himself.

However, Jiang Feng's mood this morning was obviously sullen, and when Zhang Liang came to the restaurant on weekdays, he was talking and laughing loudly, but at this time, he followed honestly, and he didn't dare to say anything, and Zhao Xiucai didn't dare to say anything.

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