The wind is uneven, and even the price of the bed is known, so it is impossible not to know the rules of twenty bowls. He still insisted on drinking the soup, of course, in order to help his grandson open his pulse, but more importantly, he wanted to frustrate Wu Bencao's spirit and make the young man bow to the power of the Feng family.

Like Ma Zhongyong, he didn't come for nothing.

Wu Bencao stopped, turned around and refused: "I'm sorry, today's soup is sold out, please come back tomorrow." ”

The rules can't be broken, and the attitude can't be lost. He had a faint hunch, the wind is uneven and not good, it may not be the idea of coming to fight wormwood, if you compromise easily and break the rules, I am afraid that the other party will gain an inch and become even worse.

Hopefully, it's just a matter of two bowls of soup.

When Ma Zhongyong heard this, he keenly smelled a trace of gunpowder, and took the opportunity to tease: "I'll just say, how can it be such a coincidence, Mr. Second happened to be nearby." After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be for the unlucky Blowing Cloud Boy. ”

When he said the word unlucky, he deliberately accentuated his voice and smiled jokingly.

Feng Buping sat on the couch, his hands on the cane, and the killing intent bloomed in his slightly squinted eyes.

But the wind blowing clouds in purple clothes did not squint, and his expression was as usual, as if he had not heard this harsh mockery.

Ma Zhongyong still didn't understand his hatred, turned to look at Fengyun, and continued to sarcastically: "Who in Goose City doesn't know, you are the eldest son of the Feng family, and you should have become the heir of the family, but because you can't practice, you are forced to give up the position of the young master, you are very unwilling, right?"

The wind blows the clouds and still does not respond, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

After failing to open his pulse, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human affection in the past few years, and has long tempered a strong heart, how many times he has faced cold eyes and ridicule, and has never opened his mouth to fight back, how can he be angered by Ma Zhongyong.

Wu Bencao saw it in his eyes, and admired his calm performance a little, and said in his heart, this person's experience is very similar to Wang Xiang, however, since ancient times, there are many rights and wrongs of wealthy families, the Feng family is flourishing, and the competition for inheritance must be fierce, and the tribulations endured by Fengyun will never be less than Wang Xiang.

If you put it in the online novel of the previous life, this waste wood experience can be the protagonist.

Ma Zhongyong wanted to sow discord, so he fought violently and smashed the wormwood, and he didn't give up.

"Mr. Two took great pains, in order to please Boss Wu and help Gongzi open his pulse, he did not hesitate to step on my face in public, what is the result?

These words fanned the flames, and the intentions were extremely sinister, not only laughing at the wind and uneven hot face sticking to the cold buttocks, but also for Wu Ben Herb to set fire to the target, making it difficult for both sides to ride tigers, and it seemed that they could only tear their faces and bite each other in front of him.

However, he underestimated Wu Materia Medica's strength.

Wu Bencao said calmly: "The small shop never neglects customers. The reason why only 20 bowls are sold is that the cooking process is very cumbersome, and it takes most of the night to boil the soup alone. Who's going to have trouble with the money? It's not that I don't want to sell, it's that I don't have enough to sell. ”

Arguing and acting rashly on such an occasion will only fall into Ma Zhongyong's arms, making him gloat and watching the excitement, and there is no other point in that.

Old man Wang is an old Jianghu, and he also saw that the situation was not good, so he helped explain: "I can testify to this." Yesterday, I had already drunk a bowl of Hope Soup, which was rich and mellow and delicious, and it was simmered slowly without effort, and it would never be able to make it!"

Hearing him say this, Feng Buping knew that he couldn't let the surnamed Ma watch the excitement, so he borrowed the donkey from the slope, "Cooking is a technical job, and food needs to be carefully crafted, and it is indeed impossible to supply it in large quantities." Since Boss Wu said so, we will come again tomorrow, and we are not in a hurry on this day. ”

Both sides took a step back, so the wind and waves were calm, and the sea and sky were wide.

Ma Zhongyong's evil intentions failed.

Fengyun was secretly surprised, Wu Bencao responded calmly, he was calmer than him, and couldn't help but bow his hand, "Boss Wu is just busy with business, don't pay attention to us, and when the rain is lighter, we will leave." ”

Wu Bencao snorted, walked into the back kitchen, and prepared to serve.

At this time, Meng'er said quietly: [Trouble came to the door, and it is still the three major families, and now you realize the urgency of improving your strength, right?]

Wu Bencao was busy with his hands, and said helplessly: "Sister has to take a step, Ruth has to go step by step, who is running out of the mother's womb? I understand this truth, and my mentality is also very good, I don't need you to stimulate me to work hard." ”

[Find a traverser as a host, it really saves a lot of trouble, and the mind is mature, so I don't need to boil chicken soup for the soul......]

"Honestly, how many exes have you ruined before me?"

[Alas, before you, none of them became gods of food. 】

Wu Bencao smiled, "It's okay, I've already died once, and I look at fame and fortune relatively lightly in this life." Buddhism cultivates immortals, Buddhism cooks, as for where it can go in the end, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to live happily. ”

[That surnamed Ma, who didn't open the pulse to practice, dared to be so domineering and domineering, why did you still sell him the open pulse soup?

Her fears were rightly founded. Letting the rebels open the path is equivalent to letting Thanos wear gloves, and then the situation will only get worse.

Wu Bencao disagreed, and said lightly: "If you are afraid of this kind of Xiaoxiao, and you can't even afford the consequences of his opening the pulse to practice, then what kind of food god should I be, just be his dog." ”

He poured the soup into twenty bowls in equal amounts, "Whoever instigates loses." There are not many opponents, but there are not many of them, because I am afraid of this middle-aged uncle, I am so scared that I refuse to sell soup, and I don't even dare to make money from the money delivered to the door, no matter how it sounds, it sounds like a joke. ”

[I don't think so.] Helping the enemy become stronger is tantamount to lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, which is actually very stupid. 】

"Hit yourself in the foot? non-existent, even if he succeeds in opening the pulse, as long as he comes to find fault again, I can still abolish him, otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain to blind such a powerful system of yours?"

[Makes sense.] 】

Sure enough, thousands of clothes are worn, but sycophants are not worn.

"I have even more brilliant ideas. I have a medicinal powder that melts into the soup and not only eliminates the medicinal effect, but also makes it impossible for the person who consumes it to reopen his pulse. At the same time, it does not spoil the taste of the soup, and as before, it is imperceptible ......]

She also wanted to say that in this way, the money will be made correctly, and she can pit the other party, unknowingly, cut off Ma Zhongyong's hope of opening the pulse, and thus eliminate the threat.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Bencao's face suddenly sank, and he threw the iron spoon on the table.

"As a chef, don't you cherish food and cook with your heart, isn't it the minimum cultivation? Let me do my tricks and feet in the meal, and use it as a tool to retaliate against the enemy, hehe, do you dare to do a little more and poison it directly!"

He was calm in front of the enemy, but he was angry at the moment.

If you want to defeat the enemy, you should duel openly and dignifiedly, instead of playing these ugly and disgusting things behind your back, and be smug.

"I really didn't expect you to be such a system! I can refuse to serve him, but as long as I take the order, as a chef, I should serve him the same food, without discrimination, not flies and dogs, against the professional ethics of chefs!"

Wu Bencao looked around the kitchen, and he didn't care about serving soup anymore.

"Although the chef is humble and hard worked, he can bring people happiness and enjoy the joy of life, and his duty is sacred and cannot be desecrated. If you are so despicable and shameless, you are worthy of being a god of food?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he couldn't get angry.

"I did the stupid thing of deceiving guests once in my previous life, and as a result, I lost everyone's respect, and finally took my life to redeem it. I will not make the same mistake again in this life, and I will never leave any stain on the path of a chef!"