Thousands of miles of steaming, thousands of miles of braised wine. Looking at the ancient capital of Chang'an City, inside and outside the city, the sun is like fire, and the heat waves are choppy. The streets are basically scorched. Sweat bathing, lying down is even more teppanyaki.

"Hey, hello, your takeaway will be delivered within ten minutes. ”

After answering the phone, Wang Yun, who was sweating profusely, turned the handle of the little yellow donkey in his hand again, and then rushed out with a whoosh, and soon disappeared into the ancient Chang'an City Street.

Takeaway brother, a hard profession that determines his income by the number of orders. In this hot summer, although business is good, it is not easy.

"What the hell is going on in this world? People are so lazy...... You said that the office workers sitting under the air conditioner were too hot and tired from work, and it was nothing to order takeout at noon. But this ...... Dignified Hotel, why do you want to order takeout~"

Wang Yun, who was hurrying to the customer's address, kept muttering in his heart. This order has refreshed his understanding of takeaway in the past, and he feels that takeaway is now derived with the development of science and technology, and it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as a product of the new era.

But what is the problem behind this? Is it the trend of the times? Or is it the laziness of human nature?

Five minutes later, Wang Yun, who was familiar with the ancient Chang'an City, stopped his little yellow donkey. At this moment, he is already sweating profusely, sweating like rain, it's really hot, don't want it. If you add a little cumin chili oil, it's really a barbecue!

"I thought it was a big hotel, but I didn't expect it to be a small restaurant...... The place is still so remote, where are the guests~"

Wiping away the sweat on his face, Wang Yun took out the takeaway from the box, a special delicacy exclusive to the ancient Chang'an City, 'biangbiang noodles', which is full of color, flavor, and smell, and it smells tempting, let alone take a bite.

"Hungry!" At this moment, Wang Yun's stomach suddenly rumbled, and the sound was very violent. Maybe I was really tempted by this 'biangbiang side'.

Holding the takeaway list, after checking with the plaque of this unmanned small restaurant called 'Chef God Hotel' to confirm that there was no problem, Wang Yun pushed the door straight open and walked in.

"Hello, your takeaway!" There was only one person in the seemingly small restaurant, and he was sleeping soundly at the moment. This is a middle-aged woman, who looks quite fat, sleeps in a big position, and is born with a wicked face.

"Hello, your takeaway. "Delivering takeaways to customers in person has always been Wang Yun's request for himself.

Even if the customer is busy, then he will wait patiently for the customer. After all, the customer is God, and now that he is indeed hungry, looking at this small restaurant, he should also take care of her business and prepare for a meal.

There is no money to go to the hotel, and it is not delicious. On the contrary, Wang Yun, a small restaurant, has always had a soft spot, because the real food lies in this, don't ask why, this is the truth.

"Hello, your takeaway!" Wang Yun called the middle-aged woman three times, but still didn't wake up. Even when he shouted, "Boss, bring me a bowl of freshly churned dough!"

While shouting, Wang Yun also deliberately slapped the table on the side. In just an instant, the middle-aged woman woke up, her eyes were dazed and she said, "The boss is not here!" After the words were finished, she fell asleep again.

"The boss isn't there?"

Wang Yun's heart has always been very good, but it may be the reason why he is really hungry, and he wants to take another order quickly, even if he shouts again in a loud voice: "Then do you want to take out your takeaway!" This voice was full of domineering, completely bursting his hunger.

"Takeaway?!" The middle-aged woman was just about to fall asleep again, but suddenly heard Wang Yun's voice, and immediately raised her head, looked at Wang Yun, who was fully armed and carrying takeaway, with a gloomy face, and said, "Just leave it here." ”

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was alive, Wang Yun put the takeaway on the table on one side, and then sat down on the other side.

"Why don't you leave?" the middle-aged woman walked towards the takeaway in a daze, and asked Wang Yun in surprise.

"Let's have a bowl of freshly churned dough! and five white flour steamed buns!"

Wang Yun was too lazy to bother with the middle-aged woman, he was already very hungry and needed to have a full meal quickly, so he said.

The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Yun directly, and said with a dissatisfied face: "I said that the boss is not here, so I want to eat somewhere else." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yun was angry, and said in a slightly angry voice: "Then what are you doing, do you eat dry rice!"

The middle-aged woman was angry and said, "What are you calling nonsense, you stinky boy! The old lady doesn't want to do business, what does it matter to you?"

Wang Yun stood up angrily, pointed at the middle-aged woman and scolded angrily: "Don't open the door if you don't do business! Chicken shops don't bring you like this! No, you can't open a chicken shop at all!"

The middle-aged woman's face was full of anger, and she came to her senses in an instant. She was trembling all over, raised her unusually fat big hand, and her eyes were about to slap at Wang Yun with angry eyes.

At the same time, in her mouth, she couldn't help but scold very domineeringly: "You dog mongrel, see if the old lady doesn't kill you!"

It's too late, it's too soon. Seeing that the middle-aged woman's big hand was about to fall on her head, Wang Yun also reacted quickly and directly carried the wooden chair next to her in his hand.

The chair fell down, and with a 'bang', it smashed on the big hand slapped by the middle-aged woman, and the blood flowed out instantly.

"Ah......h

The middle-aged woman screamed, and Lao Lai fell to the ground suddenly, constantly wailing and crying in pain: "I'm going to kill someone! I'm going to kill someone! Someone, hurry up......

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu really makes you a dead corpse!" Wang Yun's face was gloomy, and his mood was extremely gloomy, and he raised his hand to give the wooden chair in his hand to the middle-aged woman again, wishing to really shoot her to death.

But suddenly, a strange aura came from behind him, which not only made him immediately stop the movement of his hand, but also made him feel as if a god of death was staring at him!

"Little brother, smash the field, you have to find the right place. Behind Wang Yun, an old voice sounded at this time.

I saw that this was a thin old man with gray hair and a body like dead wood. In his right hand, he holds a bowl of hot white paste, and in his left hand is a bowl of spicy oil soup.

His eyes that have been through the vicissitudes of time look at Wang Yun very deeply, and the faint smile on his face is even more meaningful. But spiritually, he has reached his limit!

Wang Yun was stunned in place, not daring to look back at the thin old man, and was terrified in his heart. But his hungry stomach was not angry, and it kept screaming.

"Boss, he wants to kill me, if you don't come again, I'm going to die~ Look at my hands, they were all injured by him. ”

"You must be the master for me, this guy is simply not a human being, and he is going to kill me as a woman of a good family!"

The middle-aged woman blinked her eyes, pretending to see the thin old man appear, and her exaggerated acting skills were even more proud of herself, and she stretched out her big uninjured hand on the ground and hugged the thin old man's calf tightly.

The crying was incessant, extremely sad, as if Wang Yun had really given her something, completely like a leper dog.

Seeing this, the thin old man first put the contents of his hands on the table aside, and then sighed deeply to the middle-aged woman: "I want to take you in at the beginning, it is because you have a natural destiny to cook, although you are dissatisfied, but as long as you study with me for some time, you can inherit my mantle and become the ninth generation of kitchen gods, so that I have no regrets." ”

"But who knows that you are a scoundrel, and you are lazy and do nothing every day, and you have no interest in the way of the kitchen god, and you only want to be luxurious and happy all your life, and you don't want to make progress at all. I have already been chilled and completely disappointed, and today I have offended someone who is destined, from now on, you will make your own destiny!"

As the thin old man's words ended, the scoundrel-like middle-aged woman instantly knelt on the ground, crying and kowtowing: "Boss, I know it's wrong, please don't let me leave, I'm wrong, please don't let me leave......"

"Your fate and I have come to an end, let's go. The thin old man waved his sleeves, and there was obviously a very unbearable look in his eyes.

Wang Yun didn't speak, because he was now sure that this thin old man was a master of the world.

Just the sense of fear in his heart when he appeared inexplicably made him realize the horror of the thin old man.

"Boss, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, unless you kill me! ”

The middle-aged woman begged hard, as if it was for her future life, and did not hesitate to interpret the scoundrel to the extreme.

The thin old man shook his head and said, "Life is the foundation of life, and it is indispensable. Since you really don't want to leave here, then stay, and I hope you will wake up in the future. What does it mean that the world is worldly after all?"

After saying that, the thin old man slowly walked towards the door. "Little brother, the meal you want is ready, you can eat it whenever you want. I still have a little time to go, and if you can get something out of it, I'll be in the bell tower waiting for you. ”

Walking to Wang Yun's side, the thin old man suddenly said in a low voice. He took a deep look at Wang Yun, and then left step by step, faltering, and his body swaying.

Wang Yun was extremely shocked in his heart, this was the first time in his life that he met a master outside the world, and it was normal for him to be stunned and unable to speak.

However, the words of the thin old man were of great use to him, which made him very confused for a while.

The small is hidden in the wilderness, the middle is hidden in the city, and the big is hidden in the court. The ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties is Dayin, is the thin old man really a wise and foolish outsider? Should he still hesitate? And the takeaway brother, should it be his life's life?

Maybe all of this is fate, and the deeper is the destiny of heaven! The ninth generation of the kitchen god does not belong to this scoundrel who has the appearance of the kitchen god, but a real destined person!

And he is this destined person! The bowl of freshly churned dough is still exuding an attractive fragrance, which is completely delicious in the world. But now, it can no longer satisfy the hungry Wang Yun, because he already has something else to ask for......