Hunan cuisine does not have a high status among the eight major cuisines.

Without him, Xiangcheng does not have a particularly large food industry chain, nor does it have a popularity rate like Sichuan hot pot. As more and more foreign cuisines enter China, the status of local cuisines has been seriously challenged. Especially those cuisines that are inconspicuous in their own right, are even more precarious.

Xiao Qizhen usually complains in the group: This generation of disciples is not talented and failed, and the glory of Hunan cuisine is about to end in his generation. It's a pity that his Hunan cuisine is a treasure of heaven and earth, and he actually ended up like this.

The old man who had been singing about the decline and selling miserably actually began to be arrogant, and even sent out the recipes in this cuisine. You must know that for them, these recipes are equivalent to the martial arts secrets of the sect, which are the foundation of the world, and they are only passed on to the next generation of leaders.

[Sichuan cuisine Xu Chili]: Old man Xiao, aren't you crazy?

[Old man of Hunan cuisine]: You're crazy!

[Lu Cai Pan Gongzi]: I'm more curious, who it is.

If there is really a talent that can make Xiao Qizhen teach him, it is impossible that he has not even heard of it.

Xiao Qizhen sighed: "It's Chu Yanling." ”

Chu Yanling, everyone in the group looked at this name, and their hearts were complicated.

When Chu Yanling first came to prominence, they intended to include him in the door, but he was bent on opening a store to make money, and his mind was not on studying cuisine innovation at all. These heirs of these cuisines are very particular, and they have to inherit the mantle, and it is impossible for a profit-hungry person to inherit it.

Xiao Qizhen naturally understands their thoughts.

[Old man of Hunan cuisine]: I personally competed with him and lost a lot. This kid's cooking skills are improving too fast.

He exclaimed, but the others were not convinced.

After all, they are the heads of a faction, and in Huaxia, there are very few who can compare with them in terms of culinary skills.

[Sichuan Cuisine Xu Chili]: Old man, you really can't do it, when I see Chu Yanling, I will meet him well.

Xiao Qizhen immediately replied: Take care.

The chat in the WeChat group was in full swing, but the protagonist of the topic was unaware.

After Xiao Ci and Chu Yanling got into the car, they each sat on one side of the back seat, the car drove quite smoothly, and Chu Yanling quickly fell asleep. Wait until you wake up and look out the window at the view. It feels strange, as if I haven't walked the road here when I came.

He shook Xiao Ci, who was drooling from sleep, and whispered in his ear: "You look at this road, right? ”

Xiao Ci slept in a daze, only feeling that Chu Yanling's breath sprayed on his ears, making his whole ear can't help but flush with red tides.

Xiao Ci pushed the person farther away, looked out the window, and saw that there was wilderness on both sides.

.... It's a great way to throw corpses.

He was a spirit, and he woke up.

"Master, how much time do we have to get to the ancient town?"

"It's coming." The driver replied calmly, ignoring their suspicions.

Xiao Ci glanced out again, and Chu Yanling whispered to him, "The car door is locked." ”

Xiao Ci's heart trembled, and he took out the map on his mobile phone to see that it was not on the main line back to the ancient town.

What's going on?

Robbing money and lust? Kill somebody to do away with a witness?

Xiao Ci looked at the driver in front of him, his eyes darkened.

It stands to reason that the car was hit by him with a taxi software, and it should not be a deliberate revenge by someone he is familiar with. Is it just a matter of murder for money?

The thoughts in Xiao Ci's mind kept changing, and he only felt that his shoulders were being taken by someone, and half of his body was leaning on Chu Yanling's arms.

He jumped away in surprise and was held back by him.

"I'll restrain him later, you run quickly."

"Got it?"