70 [Jin Nanfeng's Seasoning Skills]

- Handsome cracked the sky and broke his leg! [From the voice of a little girl who was shocked by the beauty of the prosperous world]

The proprietress who was close at hand was also shocked.

After discovering that Jin Nanfeng's eyes fell on her, the proprietress blushed slightly, and the first reaction in her head was - I seemed to have washed my hair yesterday, and it was definitely not greasy.

"Sir," the beauty of the prosperous age is very important, and the proprietress still sticks to her principles after being entangled again and again. Painfully reminded: "We can't cut the queue here." ”

"It's not good to be handsome."

"I'm not trying to cut the line."

Jin Nanfeng's voice was calm, low and pleasant: "I want to borrow it from your kitchen, is it okay?" ”

Borrowing a kitchen?

The proprietress had a question mark on her face, and suddenly became vigilant, Jin Nanfeng was dressed extraordinarily at a glance and was worth a lot of money. It couldn't have been a surprise inspection from the Health Bureau: "What are you borrowing our kitchen for?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll only borrow your pot stove and dishes."

"Half an hour is enough, I can pay."

Jin Nanfeng glanced at the young girl who was bored playing with her mobile phone in the corner, and saw that she was already impatient between her eyebrows, and her tone quickened: "My friend is allergic to some ingredients, but she wants to eat your skewers." ”

Jin Nanfeng changed his words.

"Don't worry, I only cook one meal and won't touch any of your soup bases." The young man's words were understated: "You take out the extra pot and stove, and I will pay 100,000 yuan for the venue fee." ”

When the proprietress heard it just now, she wanted to wave her hand: borrow it, borrow it, use it as you like.

After hearing 100,000, the proprietress was stunned.

Jin Nanfeng frowned, thinking that the proprietress was too little.

He didn't care about 100,000 yuan at all, money was just a number for Jin Nanfeng.

Whether Moon Witch Nine is happy or not is what matters.

Jin Nanfeng stretched out two slender fingers and said indifferently: "Double, 200,000." ”

The proprietress opened her mouth into an O-shape and trembled: "You go, go." ”

"What do you need to tell my husband?"

"Thank you!"

Jin Nanfeng lifted the curtain and entered the back kitchen.

In front of the counter, the old and young people in line looked confused.

Dumbfounded and didn't react......

"What did he just say?"

“…… I'm having auditory hallucinations? ”

“…… Boss lady, he said it was really fake? ”

The proprietress shook her head blankly: "I don't know!" ”

The attention of the group of people queuing at the counter shifted from eating to the handsome young man who had just entered.

Seriously?

Do the rich second generations love to play like this now?

Fake?

Such a good-looking little brother is actually a fool, neurotic! It's a shame!!

A group of people absentmindedly ordered, and after someone finished ordering, they couldn't resist their curiosity and looked at the back kitchen, but unfortunately, the back kitchen was blocked by the door curtain and couldn't see anything.

Seven or eight minutes later.

In the back kitchen of the skewer shop, a rich and fragrant fragrance bursts out.

The light spicy flavor is mixed with sweet and sour, and the complex and rich flavor is more appetizing than the heavy spicy and heavy oil just now.

In an instant, the spicy flavor of the skewer shop overwhelmed the spicy seasoning.

"It smells so good, it smells so good!!"

Bursts of saliva came and went.

Yue Wujiu was bored waiting, and the tip of his nose was also lingering with this smell, and his stomach was even hungrier.

She muttered, Jin Nanfeng hasn't finished ordering yet?

A slender figure walked out from behind the counter with a plate in his hand.

The hall was immediately filled with the fragrance of soup.

Jin Nanfeng straightened up and bowed slightly, put the meal on the table, and the cold and lonely eyebrows of Qingjun Demon were still stained with smoke and dust: "Eat." ”。

"Make it to your taste."